Wearing Pandora is swollen and broken [Greek mythology]

Mount Olympus.

"Have you seen Hermes recently?" Apollo lay under the laurel tree and asked his sister Artemis who was sitting beside him weaving the laurel wreath.

"No."

"Strange, I haven't seen him for a long time."

"Wouldn't it be better if he wasn't here?" Artemis didn't raise his head, "I feel a lot quieter in my ears during this time. Besides, he probably slipped away to play somewhere again, and this kind of thing is not surprising. gone."

Apollo felt that what his sister said made sense, so he nodded, "That's true."

So just like that, the topic of poor Hermes has been lightly dismissed...

Human world.

Hermes is quite used to the current life, and even... enjoys it a little...

But he will never admit it.

During the few months he stayed here, he used his mouth to get acquainted with the crowd. No, now he has successfully become a friend of mankind... Ah no, he successfully broke into the enemy. Inside the camp.

"Good morning! Lord Hermes, Lord Pandora sent you to inspect again?" The people who were about to harvest vegetables in the field greeted him warmly when they saw him.

The corners of Hermes' mouth collapsed a little bit imperceptibly, yes, the food here is good, the house is good, and interesting things happen every day... But what makes him quite unhappy is that this group of people The annoying humans automatically classified him as a subordinate of 'Master Pandora'.

Why does he have to listen to the command of that disgusting clay figure!

Also, are they all playing dumb?Mingben's clay figurine always emphasizes that he is a human being, but they call each other a goddess.

However, the above protest was just thinking about it in his heart, on the surface he still had a pleasant standard smile on his face, "Yes, I came to see you, I heard that you can harvest another batch of vegetables today, right? "

"Isn't it?" Mentioning this, people had joyful smiles on their faces.

Lord Pandora is definitely their morning star.

Ever since they learned farming and animal husbandry from those adults, their lives have undergone earth-shaking changes—they don’t have to travel far to chase deer, live a full and hungry life, and don’t have to take risks to gather wild vegetables …

In short, looking at the fresh green vegetables in the farmland, and the herds of cattle and sheep, rabbits and chickens in the corral, I always feel full in my heart, as if every new day will have more hope.

Hermes saw the smiles on their faces, and his heart moved slightly.

It seems that in this place, both gods and humans love to laugh.

He didn't understand at first, didn't he just plant a few broken grasses and trap a few broken sheep? This is something he can do with just a few fingers. What's there to be happy about? Clothes, sweating profusely in the farmland and in the livestock pen, and the appearance of being tanned and blackened is really stupid...

But the longer he stayed here, the more he saw... His initial thoughts faded a lot unconsciously.

It was replaced by an appreciation that I didn't even notice.

"Master Hermes? What are you thinking? Do you want to go with us to see the harvesting vegetable field?"

The messenger god came back to his senses, "I..."

"Let's go, you're all here, let's go together!"

"Yes, yes! When the time comes, take some and bring them back to Lord Pandora and the others!"

In this way, Hermes was dragged away by a group of enthusiastic people without noticing for a while.

In the square farmland, crops of green vegetables are neatly arranged.Surrounded by dug irrigation canals, shallow clear springs flow in them.The dew condenses on the surface of these vegetable leaves, and the morning sun adorns them with golden light. Looking around, it seems that grains of fine crystals are sprinkled among the emerald greens.

"The columns over there are oregano and basil, and the ones over there are dill and fennel... and there is a large piece of thyme over there. Lord Pandora said, maybe we can raise bees to produce honey in the future. !"

Keeping bees?Clay figures really dare to dream, Hermes thought sarcastically, waiting to be stung into a pig's head.

However, in the deepest part of my heart, I actually felt that maybe clay figurines could really be...

Hermes spurned himself.

He looked down at the vibrant vegetable fields. In the past few months, they have gone from being barren to being dotted with thin seedlings, and now they are flourishing...I have to admit that his enemy, the clay sculpture man, is still alive. There are really so few means.

Without the guidance of Demeter, he just fumbled and cultivated the land... There are even many edible varieties that he has never noticed...

Terrible talent, this kind of talent has nothing to do with them at all.

"Why not plant the same species together?" Hermes noticed that different vegetables were planted every few columns, and asked his doubts.

"I don't know, Master Pandora taught us to do this, saying that it can reduce pest damage. But it seems to be really effective."

What was weird, Hermes didn't pay much attention.Anyway, in his opinion, the clay figure is a wonderful flower, and it is normal to come up with any weird ideas.

——She actually asked humans to collect the excrement of those livestock and pile it in a pit to let it ferment, which is called making fertilizer to fertilize the farmland.After hearing the news, he couldn't eat for several days... Recently, she pulled a large cart of nettles back from somewhere, and threatened to smash them into juice and use them as insecticide... ..

Yes, car.Clay sculptors have never seen sun carts and moon carts, and they have built ox-drawn carts without teachers, and there is even a cart with two wheels that is pushed by hand.These means of transportation quickly became popular in human settlements, and now the group of people around him came here pushing their carts to load their vegetables.

Hermes was belatedly aware that in just a few months, the clay figurine had caused earth-shaking changes in the surroundings.

Now that she has a field, a corral, an irrigation canal, and a cart, what kind of furnace is she going to build to smelt iron...

If you don't know what's going on, the clay figurines are really like the messengers sent by Olympus to benefit the world...

I just want to cry but have no tears...go on like this, go on like this...

Hermes suddenly covered his face.

Through his fingers, he glanced at those human beings who walked into the field to harvest vegetables with smiles on their faces, and watched them bow down and dig out the roots and stems of plants with sickles and small pry knives, and then carefully put them into neatly sized rattan baskets. The person in charge of the delivery moves them to the cart...

Sweat dripped on the ground, and in his field of vision where he could see everything clearly, the water droplets with a few traces of turbid yellow splashed a small piece of dust.However, people's smiles are so bright and bright, and there is a vague sense of beauty in the rough faces that cannot be compared with gods.

Hermes suddenly relaxed.

It's not like him at all.

No matter where he is, what kind of situation he is in, his heart should be free - in other words, he doesn't want to care about it, he can do whatever he likes, he just wants to follow his own mind and serve his own. happy to be alive.

Hedonism is the right way, why bother yourself?Even if Zeus wanted to strike thunder, there would still be clay figures standing in front of him, wouldn't he?

The God of Communication suddenly felt a long-lost joy, and suddenly realized that this was probably the case.He paced into the farmland with great interest, ready to experience the joy of harvesting according to his own will.

"Is that how it is done?"

"Yes, Lord Hermes, you don't have to come to help us, it will dirty your hands." The speaker was quite flattered.

"It's okay, I'm very happy to work with you. Don't you want to harvest the one over there? The leaves have grown too big." He pointed to a vegetable with a slightly red stem.

"If you don't take that one, let it grow again. Lord Pandora told you to take good care of them. When they mature, our life will be as sweet as honey."

"Oh." Hermes glanced at the mediocre vegetables, and thought that the clay figurine deserved to inherit his rhetoric, and his ability to deceive people is really top-notch.

Dare to make up anything.

At this time, Pan Duoduo, who was labeled as a deceptive by Hermes, was also in the human village.

She's taking pains to teach a group of big men... to weave.

Oh, that scene is too beautiful to look at.

"Oh my god," Pan Duoduo was about to collapse, and she threw herself into her boyfriend's arms and complained, "Is it true that the group of people sent by Sefus is the most agile group of people? Why is this so? It wasn't so horrible when Si taught them how to weave fishing nets!"

A group of big brothers stood in front of the weaving frame, scratching the backs of their heads in shame. They were too stupid and ashamed of the trust of the goddess.

Epimetheus comforted and kissed his baby's forehead, "Take it easy, baby. They probably won't be able to change after they have to do such detailed work for a while."

Pan Duoduo rubbed her lover's chest with her hair.It feels like her Hanhan family is becoming more and more reliable. In the past, he would probably be at a loss what to do when encountering such a situation, but now he will comfort her with such a gentle and deep voice.

With slight numbness in her ears, she withdrew from his embrace with a blushing face, and turned her head to see the envious eyes of the group of big brothers.

The young Miko immediately blocked their sight vigilantly.

Pan Duoduo was thoughtful.

Prometheus didn't know what he was thinking at the time, so he created men... Without women, the human race would not be able to reproduce, not to mention these tasks that require careful thought to control... ..

Woman, she wants female fellow...

But this kind of thinking probably needs to be considered in the long term... Now she doesn't believe it, she must let these big brothers learn to weave!No matter how clumsy you are, don't try to escape!

"The method of weaving was taught to me by Goddess Athena, and then I will pass it on to you. Don't disappoint her painstaking efforts for you." Pan Duoduo emphasized again, "As long as you are willing to concentrate on learning one thing seriously , then there is nothing that cannot be learned.”

"You are all created by Prometheus, who is extremely intelligent. He endowed you with wisdom, so you must believe that you are not stupid. If you fail once, try a few more times. As long as you work hard, one day you will be able to wear it too. Clothes like ours."

The girl's encouragement rekindled the men's belief in learning weaving.On the simple weaving frame, they carefully let the shuttle guide the hemp thread spun with the spindle through the warp thread one by one according to the method taught by the girl.

Finally, after a lot of hard work, a few people went on smoothly.

Looking at the weaving frame taught by Olympus, Pan Duoduo always felt that the efficiency was too low... It would be more appropriate to say that weaving rather than weaving...

She quickly outlined the improvement method in her mind, but after she roughly constructed a sketch, her thoughts stopped.

Maybe it's better to let nature take its course.

Before she knew it, she actually started making the mistake of cramming...

This goes against her original intention.

It is the most correct and safest way to let them explore by themselves and guide them on the path of exploring the unknown...

Let's leave it at that for now.