greek gods in new york

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"You also heard Eden explain the purpose of the golden apple."

Odin explained: "It can restore the gods to their original state. Maybe after Ares eats the golden apple, he can eliminate the influence of 'that thing' and restore his sanity."

In short, Odin thinks the golden apple is a recovery item that will remove all debuffs.

But well—

If my dad hadn't regained his sanity briefly before, I might really be tempted.

What is known now is that as long as my dad recovers his divine power, he will be able to wake up.

Golden apples do not give the gods power.

So does it really work?

After realizing this, the spirit that I had managed to bring up suddenly faltered again.

"You also said," I said listlessly, "it's just a possibility."

"It kills two birds with one stone, girl."

Added Odin: "It can't be a coincidence that Rocky wants the golden apple tree to come to El Paso."

This is true.

To be honest, I don't think it's a problem that Loki premeditated - other people's design, I mean God's design is here, and the real problem is not planning to make trouble, okay?

I kinda wonder what he's up to.

but……

"Let me take a look at the apple tree first." I said.

Under Eden's eager gaze, I walked towards the dead tree in the middle of the back yard.

As I approached the withered golden apple tree, I understood what Eden and Odin meant.

It really is no ordinary tree.

I raised my hand and touched the trunk of the dead tree. I could clearly feel that inside the apple tree, there seemed to be... um...

In understandable terms, it's like a dry well hidden in a tree.

And the dry well is waiting for the pouring rain.

"not now."

I turned my head to Eden and shook my head slowly: "The energy I have now is not enough."

If an apple tree is compared to a dry well, then the energy stored by BB is just a cup of water.

A glass of water cannot save a well anyway.

Then the delicate loli's bright eyes suddenly dimmed.

I really don't want her disappointed expression, but I can't help it.

Now I understand why Zeus has to hide things: he wants the energy of the Outer Gods, and the New Gods also want it. From this point of view, the Norse Gods need energy more.

And the "thing" that provides energy is itself very dangerous, trying to invade the real world all the time.

trouble.

"You say it's not enough, not that you can't," Odin grasped the point keenly, "That is to say, if you can repel the Outer God, you can heal the golden apple tree."

After speaking, Odin showed the car keys on his waist.

"I can take you to the base ruins of Project Lazarus."

Fernando sneered a few times: "Thank you, but I know the way."

Of course he knew the way, he was one of the members of the Lazarus Project back then.

On the way back, I sat in the passenger seat and watched Fernando put on his sunglasses.

"Although I also think that we should go to the base at the time when we are here," I said, "but do you think it's necessary, Fernando?"

"It's up to you, chica."

Fernando was always honest.

He started the engine and turned the car from the front of the gun shop to the road: "The reason why the base accidentally exploded was because the New God couldn't fully control the energy of 'that thing'—but you can."

"But it's been so many years."

"I see."

Fernando's tone softened: "Not long after the incident, I went back to the base and didn't notice any problems. But I'm not you, Nicole, maybe you can feel something different."

Yes, all are here.

Although I'm here for Odin, it's okay to go to the ruins of the base of the Lazarus Project.

and……

That's where it all started.

If it weren't for this plan, my father and my mother would never have met, and I would never have been born.

I should check it out anyway.

"In that base," I asked hesitantly, "is there anything left?"

"We leave or the base is officially locked down."

Fernando replied: "All valuable things have been transferred, and the base is located in no-man's land, and no homeless people will enter it casually. I think that even after so many years, it should look similar to when we just left. "

That's the base where my father, my mother, and my godfather worked.

I blinked: "That's right."

Fernando glanced at me.

"Don't have too much hope," he couldn't help but laugh, "It's been more than ten years, Nicole, the situation won't be much better."

"I wish my dad was there."

"It's useless for him to be there now."

Fernando said rationally: "After you settle everything, you can ask him to take you back to the old place to revisit."

I turned my head: "Aren't you coming together?"

Fernando twitched the corners of his mouth quickly, but he didn't really smile.

My godfather is not a person with a lot of expressions. Most of the time, his rough face is always expressionless, making Fernando look inscrutable.

Only those eyes will reveal obvious traces of gentle or teasing emotions.

But now that he is wearing sunglasses, I can't figure out what Fernando is thinking.

but……

He wasn't interested, I could still tell.

"You're not happy," I pointed out directly, "because I promised Odin?"

Fernando didn't look at me, he was busy turning the car around.

"Because I think these shitty things are the problem of me and your dad, as well as the downcast old god himself like Odin," Fernand said with a rare swear word, "We shouldn't let the younger generation, especially It's you, cleaning up the mess for us."

"You said you just wanted me to be happy—"

"Of course, chica," Fernando interrupted, "but I don't think it's a sign of joy for my goddaughter to cry out over it."

Ok.

Fernando was really angry.

Also, he was angry because I cried a lot earlier.

This warms my heart.

"But you still came with me."

I won't say anything like "It's okay, I can persevere", or "Everything will be fine", "It's just the darkness before dawn", it's too pale, doesn't Fernando know?

I have my own communication style with him.

"It's all here," I paralyzed on the co-pilot, "I can't just leave like this, can I?"

Or to tell the truth is more real.

Only then did Fernando raise the corners of his mouth.

This time, the smile stayed on his face.

"Too."

Fernando, who was faintly angry, turned back into a middle-aged bachelor who didn't wake up normally: "I signed your leave note, and I can't go back empty-handed."

"tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow. You go back and have a good rest, chica. It's a long drive from the city to the base."

…………

……

After returning to the hotel, I lay on the bed after dinner, holding BB in my arms and reading through the project book of the Lazarus Project.

My dad borrowed BB's ability to regain his sanity, and after he fought off "the thing", his energy was transferred back to BB.

Although not much, but enough for BB to move freely.

The little guy was lying in front of the petri dish, staring intently at the document with yellowed pages, as if he could understand it.

——I can't even read it, okay?

After eating it for so long, even with the help of the memory of "that thing" to understand, I can only watch it whole.

The content of the project book is continuously updated according to the research progress.

I can't understand those complicated formulas, data, and research content written in foreign languages.

But I can see that there are traces of my mother's existence in the project book.

There are also my dad's and Fernando's, but not many.When mentioning my dad, he just said that he was in the camp of the old gods. As for Fernando, it was even more exaggerated. His title was "Security Chief".

I even suspect that the new gods who started the research may not know that Fernando is also a member of the old gods.

My mother is different.

Many reports in the project book are written by my mother, and it can be seen that she is a core member of the team.

"My mother is really good."

I hugged BB and murmured, "My dad is really lucky to be so smart and professional."

On second thought, I don't seem to have inherited my mother's IQ.

It's a pity, Sui Dad.

"Tomorrow I'll take you to where they worked," I said, "you need to cheer up, little guy."

Of course BB will not understand the meaning of this.

It just whirred back to my voice.

Even though Fernando said the base was empty, I still had some hope.

Maybe you can find something related to your mother?

She was almost a stranger in my life, and I didn't know anything about her except that beautiful photo.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help getting excited.

"Maybe I can find some diary or something."

I was very excited: "Isn't this arrangement in movies and games!"

BB: "Quack."

Me: "You think so too—"

I was halfway through speaking when I suddenly heard a "click" outside.

A dark shadow flashed across the window by the bed.

I shut up immediately.

The hotels in El Paso are not that great, but this is the second floor!

In an instant, I felt goose bumps on my back.

The rustling sound outside the window slowly approached, and through the curtains, misty shadows were also swaying with the wind.

I looked at BB, and BB was looking at me.

"You," I lowered my voice, "did you hear that?"

Where a fetus can understand English, but BB is very sensitive to the surrounding environment.

It turned its head to the source of the sound outside the window.

Sure enough, there are people.

I pursed my lips and put down the petri dish.

Standing up from the bed, looking around, he picked up the lamp on the bedside table.

I can even hear my own heartbeat when I get close to the window.

Hold your breath, slowly stretch out your hand, first push aside a corner of the curtain, and after confirming the position of the shadow outside the window——

I suddenly opened the curtains, picked up the desk lamp in my hand, and smashed it hard!

The black shadow clinging to the window suddenly avoided.

Without hesitation, I turned around and heard a familiar voice ringing in my ears.

"Wait, Nicole, it's me!"

But at this time, the desk lamp in my hand could no longer be closed.

I suddenly widened my eyes.

Time slowed down due to my high tension. It can be said that I watched the desk lamp hit Sombra on the forehead, and then he lost his balance, stepped on the air conditioner, and fell from the second floor.

—It's Loki.

I poked my head out of the window and saw Loki's big Nordic beauty face upside down, thrown in the grass and unable to move.

Uh.

He shouldn't just fall to his death, right?