Thundered!!

The sea surface set off a monstrous wave, in the deafening roar, the boiling wave rolled higher and higher, a few blinks of an eye, the formation of a majestic tsunami.

The sea shook violently, a white line was pulled, and the wall of water that stretched for several kilometers rushed down, as if thousands of horses were advancing in unison, and the turbid waves were monstrous.

The tsunami devours everything at an unstoppable pace, unleashing the terrifying energy that destroys everything.

Spyros stood on the boat, his eyes closed in despair, he thought it was his lucky day, and it seemed that he was very wrong.

Perseus hugged the mother and daughter and grabbed the rope and tried to struggle, but he was unwilling to give up, he did not want to lose his family.

The family of five, which is not worth mentioning to the gods, is his whole world.

The tide was rolling, white foam was splashing, the fishing boat was jolting up and down, and the whole family closed their eyes and waited for death to come.

Marmara didn't pray again, because this is the calamity of the gods!

Rumble! Boom————

The sky collapsed, the tsunami submerged the fishing boats, and the river continued to flow into the distance.

After a long time, Spiros opened his eyes, touched his body a few times, looked at the dry hull with a confused expression, and fell into doubts about his life.

Miracles could not explain this situation, and he pondered that maybe he should trust the gods to bless him, and not need money anyway.

The family celebrated the catastrophe and continued their march towards the city-state of Argos, simple-minded and completely unimpressed.

……

The clear sky overlooks the sea, and the azure blue stretches as far as the eye can see, like a finely carved sapphire.

Argos!

Also known as Argos, a seaside city-state built at the foot of the mountain, all the buildings in the city are built along the mountain, with only a few passages to the outside world.

On the plains around the city, there is a distribution center for agricultural products, and the country is rich, and it is one of the economically developed city-states in the current era.

The foot of the mountain extends over the sea and encircles the city to form a natural inland seaport, bringing convenient transportation and adding an invisible barrier to the country.

Surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea, the king of Argos did not have to worry about foreign invasions until the age of naval guns.

All it was necessary to send a small number of troops to garrison a few mountain routes, block the entrance to the sea by ships, and wait with peace of mind for the enemy to retreat on their own.

The natural military configuration, as long as the country does not have internal ghosts, 300 people are enough to keep the territory, and the Persian Empire cannot enter.

In the harbor, Spiros tied up the ship's rope and discussed the berthing fee with the port officials, who took the opportunity to bully the strangers and deliberately raise the price, and Pyros quarreled with him with a red face and a thick neck.

Russell looked at the city-state from afar, built on the mountain and magnificent, if you look closely, what kind of things are these, tattered, and the most central palace is more gorgeous.

"Big brother, my father quarreled with someone else."

"It's okay, normal bargaining and price raising, he can handle it."

"But ......"

Perseus looked at his father who was jumping in anger, and then at several big men behind the official, and said loudly: "We should go and help, otherwise my father will suffer, and it will not be good if he is injured." ”

"Then you're going to help!"

"My father won't let me go, and last time I helped...... My father never went to that port again. Perseus blinked, he wanted to help too, but he would only beat people.

"Perseus, you can negotiate with them, trust me, as long as you have a point, they will definitely listen." Russell grimaced.

"I don't speak much."

"It's a waste that you can't negotiate."

Russell patted Perseus's biceps: "Today, the eldest brother taught you a hand to let you know that communication between people is actually very simple, and sometimes you don't need to speak at all." ”

“？”

……

On the port, Pyros quarreled with the officials, and the latter learned that the boat was full of fresh sea fish, and immediately sat on the ground and asked for a large amount of berthing fees.

"Listen to the hillbilly, I'm the rule here, I say I can take as much as I want, and I won't bargain."

"Robber!"

"Say whatever you want, get out if you don't pay, and take your boat full of dead fish floating on the sea!"

The official was proud, a fishy smell was strong, he frowned, and saw that under the scorching sun, a moving muscle bump strode towards him, and between the tiger steps and the dragon, the madness was raging.

Bronzed in the sun, Perseus stood behind Spyros in a cold voice: "Father, the child is here!" ”

“？”

Sparos looked confused, and then he saw his son's various concave shapes.

ᕙ(⇀‸↼‵‵)ᕗ

Perseus raised his arms and stretched his biceps brachii forward, then rotated his wrists outwards and slowly raised them to the top of his head.

¯\(⇀‸↼)/¯

For a while, the officials and the thugs behind him were deeply shocked, only to see that his arms were like demonic ram's horns, with bulging green tendons, strong qi and blood, flowing like a big river, and a fierce breath that made people unable to breathe.

Immediately afterward, Perseus changed his posture, holding his left wrist with his right hand and flexing his pectoralis major muscles on his side.

What a big lump!

After flexing his latissimus dorsi and abdominals flexing forward, he crossed his hands on his hips and straightened his chest to the ground.

Click!

The masonry was shattered, the dust was flying, and Perseus's thighs trampled on the ground were unobstructed, sculpturally indestructible.

(ｰ̀дｰ́)

The official looked at the thigh in front of him in a daze, and in his sight, Perseus slowly raised his foot, leaving deep footprints on the ground, and the masonry was trampled into powder.

"Goo-toot!" xN

The official didn't say a word, but Far-fetched and Sparrow smiled, and never mentioned the matter of berthing fees, saying that this time he had a treat, and they would all be treated at half price later.

After speaking, he muttered 'either death or injury', and hurriedly took away the pale faces of the thugs.

"Perseus, you ......"

Spyros looked at his son for a long time before he said, "Good job, who taught you?" ”

"The eldest brother taught me, he said that as long as I do this, like this, and then like this, others can calm down and reason with me."

Perseus swung his movements a few more times, and looked at the officials in the distance suspiciously: "It's strange, I haven't started to reason yet, why did they leave?" ”

"You're still reasonable?"

Spiros' eyes widened in disbelief when he heard this, "You grew so big, I didn't even know you would be reasonable...... Taught by your eldest brother again? ”

"Hmm."

"Tell me how he taught you."

"Wait a minute, I'll find out how ...... feel"

Perseus concave his form again, his expression becoming more and more hideous, he spat on the ground fiercely, and then glared at Spyros with a tiger face.

"Get out!"

“……”

As usual, Spyros had already slapped him in the face, but not today, he admitted that Russell had taught him right, and Perseus's reasoning could not be refuted.

"Perseus, you've grown up!"

Sparrow sighed and tiptoed Perseus on the shoulder: "I didn't think much about it before, it's time to find you a wife, and your eldest brother...... Damn, I'm not a good father. ”

"Can't you do without a wife?"

"No way!"

"What about giving my wife to my eldest brother?"

“……”

……

At the harbor, Spyros found the merchant who collected the fish, and because the supply was tight, the boat made him a lot of money.

But Spyros was not happy, and discussed with Marmara about his two sons, and he was going to take advantage of his good luck in the near future to make a few more trips to the sea, and earn money to buy a fishing boat for Russell and Perseus alone, so that they would not be left empty-handed, and even their wives could not be found.

Marmara had no opinions, and let her husband decide everything, and Spyros didn't care what his sons thought, so he made his own decision, and when the fish on the ship were unloaded, he immediately set sail for the sea.

On the other side, Russell and Perseus were wandering around the city, and Ticora was following closely behind them, looking at everything fresh.

Argos was prosperous, but that was in the context of the current era, which Russell saw as a chaotic city, with narrow roads, dirty environment, and slave traders.

He walked through the city without saying a word, seemingly aimless, but in fact he made a move.

On the ground, wisps of imperceptible fine sand floated out and gathered in the palm of his hand, and the golden particles accumulated more and more, eventually forming irregular gold nuggets.

"Perseus, Ticora, do you like Argos?"

"I like it." x2

"If you had to choose between sea and land, what kind of life would you prefer?"

“……”

Ticora didn't understand this question, and Perseus scratched his head: "Where everyone is, I like it." ”

"Would you like it if our family had a big house in Argos and a lot of servants?"

"That's good!"

Perseus nodded repeatedly: "If the family has money, my father and mother don't have to go to sea all the time, it's very dangerous, not every time you have today's good luck." ”

"Since you say so, let's go buy a house!"

"Big brother, we don't have any money."

"Now there is."

Russell shook the gold in his hand: "I was lucky, I picked up the money as soon as I entered the city." ”

"Big brother, you ......"

Perseus looked at Russell with a look of horror, and after a long time, he said enviously: "You are so lucky, why can't I pick it up!" ”

You don't have to make up too many reasons to talk to Perseus, this thing has no scheming, even if Russell says that the king wants to give him the throne, Perseus believes it and won't ask why.

The ability to make money is a first-class ability in any era, and Russell opened the way for twice the price, unimpeded, and easily exchanged for an official's mansion.

Together with the slave servants, they signed and drew on the spot, and the whole process took less than ten minutes.

Perseus and Ticora didn't notice the difference, in their eyes, the world was so simple, there was nothing complicated.

"Big brother, is this your name on it?" Perseus pointed to the signature on the deed, curious.

"No, it's yours."

"My name?"

"You can't read?"

Russell shook his head after speaking, raised his hand to Perseus's forehead, and instilled the Greek words of the current era: "With your IQ, learning is a painful process, so don't experience it." ”

Regardless of the stunned Perseus, Russell looked at Ticora with a smile: "You are different, learning is a happy process, I will find someone to teach you, and you can meet a lot of new friends, you will like it." ”

With that, Russell began to think about the task.

Ragnarok, it doesn't sound like a difficult task, a spinning machine is enough to shake up this unbalanced world.

"Big brother, are you a god?"

"It's not!"