Chapter 387 Do you want to try my breeding module? (4.7k)
Looking at the machine goddess Aphrodite, or the last false god Venus of the Bronze Clan, standing on the edge of the cliff and paying tribute in a serious manner, a hint of surprise appeared in Loen's eyes.
"Will you feel sad for them?"
"What do you think we are?"
The machine god Venus paused, turned around and looked at Lorne behind him, snorted and asked back,
"A tool for purifying the earth? Or a weapon that only knows how to kill?"
Loen was stunned when he heard this, and suddenly remembered that the original purpose of the creation of the Bronze Clan was to replace the destroyed gold and silver humans, become a part of the ecological chain of the God Age world, and reshape a new species that worships God on the surface of the earth.
Therefore, the main purpose of the Twelve Mecha Gods bred by the Bronze Clan was not to fight, but to improve the ecological environment, effectively collect and utilize the resources of the Age of Gods, and then set up split data terminals.
For example, the original name of the machine god Venus (Aphrodite) was [Large Terminal for Teaching Intelligent Life Forms], the original name of the machine god Neptune (Poseidon) was [Equipment Terminal for Marine Environment Transformation], the original name of the machine god Chrysos (Demeter) was [Ecological Material Production Terminal], and the original name of the machine god Vulcan (Hephaestus) was [Material Shaping and Processing Terminal]...
Later, with the influx of information and self-improvement, they gradually possessed divinity, condensed godhood, and cultivated a new civilization that far exceeded Zeus' expectations.
As for the final result, it would naturally arouse the fear of His Majesty the God King and lead to the destruction of the clan.
Seeing that Loen in front of him did not answer for a long time, the red-haired mecha god crushed the bronze flower in his hand into metal chips and accused angrily.
"Why is life only in the form of flesh and blood? Why is civilization defined by you? We have hearts too!"
Hearing the anger mixed in those words, Loen suddenly thought of the bronze giant Talos who fought for the Minoans until the last moment on the island of Crete, and he couldn't help but raise his hand and knock on his head which was limited by old thinking.
This is the Age of Gods, and there is more than one form of life.
Gods are the embodiment of rules and the condensation of will; nymphs can be bred from flowers, plants and trees, and gods can be born from mountains, rivers and streams;
The ashes of the Titans gave rise to the glory of today's mankind. Why can't the essence of metal create the civilization of the Bronze Clan?
Therefore, it is narrow-minded to distinguish between high and low, noble and humble, and to be compassionate or heartless based on race and class.
No matter what happened in the past, they are now allies standing on the side of humans and the New Gods, and they also fought to the last moment for the survival of civilization, so they deserve due respect.
As the thought came to him, a trace of apology appeared on Loen's face.
"Sorry, I spoke out of turn..."
As he spoke, he wanted to make up for his rudeness. He reached out and took out a few bronze metal flowers from the basket held by the machine goddess Venus, and threw them into the rolling waves under the cliff, together with offering sacrifices to the allies who died in the last battle.
Seeing this, the machine goddess Venus was slightly stunned and looked at Loen with great surprise.
"You gods actually bow your heads?"
"Before I became a god, I was similar to you. I was just a human struggling for survival. Moreover, I once met a bronze giant who left a deep impression on me. He fought side by side with me until the last moment of his life..."
Lorne explained in a deep voice, a hint of nostalgia on his face.
Then he turned to look at the mechanical god Venus beside him and spoke sincerely.
"So, I sincerely hope that you can survive this war and continue the flame of the Bronze Clan."
The machine god Venus tilted her head to look at her boss who had said something shocking, and commented seriously: "You seem to be different from them..."
Then, she raised her hand and pressed the engine in her chest that was running too fast, staring at her boss's pair of golden eyes that flickered faintly.
"I think I'm a little moved."
“Ahem~~”
Lorne, who was standing on the edge of the cliff with a deep expression, couldn't help coughing violently. He quickly waved his hands and said seriously.
"Forget it. It's better for us to maintain a pure comradeship."
"I'm not beautiful?" The machine goddess Venus looked puzzled.
"That's not the case." Lorne shook his head and reluctantly used Thetis as a shield. "I am a married man."
The machine god Venus was silent for a moment and looked at the boss with disdain.
"I can smell the female pheromones on you from hundreds of miles away, and it seems that you are smelling more than one person."
After his secrets were exposed, Luo En couldn't help but blush.
The mechanical god Venus looked at the boss who used to be very wise, but now looked embarrassed because of a few words. She suddenly became interested, and her crystal nose twitched slightly towards the habitual offender in front of her, collecting all kinds of interesting information from him.
"Well, through the extracted residual pheromones, you should have mated with two goddesses within 48 hours. According to the match in the database, one of them is Hestia, the goddess of the hearth, and the other one does not seem to be in my data backup..."
As Loen listened, he immediately broke out in a sweat.
What kind of Sherlock Holmes police dog is this? Just by smell, he can reconstruct his past two days of fooling around. It's outrageous!
Seeing her boss sweating profusely, Venus, the mechanical goddess who was usually treated like a beast of burden, seemed to have discovered a new world.
She looked up the high-frequency words that the boss often used in this situation, walked in with a smile, a malicious smile on her face.
"Lord Bacchus, you don't want your wife to know that you're having an affair outside, right?"
When Luo En heard this, he was almost struck by lightning.
How come this mecha god has its own plot book? I’ve lost my way. This mecha god has lost his way.
Seeing that the scene was becoming increasingly disharmonious, Loen quickly raised his hands in surrender.
"Alright, alright, just tell me what you want me to do."
Then, in order to prevent the plot from going astray, he added a sentence in a righteous manner.
"Let me make it clear first, no selling yourself!"
But the more Loen emphasized, the more eager Venus, the mechanical goddess, became to try.
"As the goddess of love among the Twelve Mecha Gods, my breeding module is absolutely the most perfect, and the experience may not be inferior to those gods. Would you like to consider it?"
"Thank you, no appointment!"
Lorne crossed his hands in front of his chest and ruthlessly rejected this tempting proposal.
It’s not that his moral integrity is so noble, it’s just that the moral concepts of these mechas are different from those of gods and humans.
If he really couldn't control himself and hooked up with this female mecha god, maybe the adult film starring the two of them would appear on the streets the next day and become the topic of conversation among gods and humans after dinner.
I still want to stay in Athens and I can’t afford to lose face like that.
Then, Loen issued an ultimatum.
"Are you okay? If nothing is wrong, I'm leaving!"
Seeing her boss making a move to turn around and run away, the red-haired female mecha god had no choice but to speak in anger.
"Yes, I hope you can help me revive the Bronze Clan?"
“How do you want to revive?”
"As a data collector of spiritual intelligence, I have the data backup of the entire Bronze Clan. If you can help me find the core of Chaos and allow me to obtain sufficient authority and resources, perhaps I can rekindle the fire of the Bronze Clan and let the Bronze Clan rise again!"
"What good will it do me to help you?"
"The entire Bronze Clan! I can lead all the mechas and mechas to pledge allegiance to you!"
"You are not the only one in the so-called bronze clan, are you?"
Loen rudely exposed the pie in the sky of the machine goddess Venus and asked with narrowed eyes.
"Also, I remember that Poseidon was able to command many Mecha gods to fight for him before. Chaos should have given him a lot of power of the Bronze Clan. Why don't you consider cooperating with His Majesty the Sea God?"
"Oh, a fool who has been eliminated can't even protect himself, so naturally he can't give us any hope."
The machine goddess Venus snorted disdainfully, showing no respect at all for the overlord of the ocean.
"Besides, he has already abandoned me once before. I don't want to repeat the same mistake and become his abandoned child again."
"You think I'm different from him?"
"At least you treat us as equal living beings, not tools that can be easily consumed."
Loen listened to the sonorous answer of the mechanical god Venus, pondered for a moment, and spoke slowly.
"I can help you recover the remains of the Mecha God and revive the Bronze Clan. But not now, because the situation there is very complicated. Typhon and his demon army are entrenched in the Chaos Sea, and there are three hundred-armed giants wandering in the Sea of Oceanus as Zeus's spies. I can't spare the time for now, so I can only wait for the right time to consider fulfilling my promise to you."
"No problem, based on my analysis of your data, I believe you can do it!"
The machine goddess Venus nodded without hesitation and then extended her hand.
"Deal, then?"
"make a deal!"
Loen smiled slightly and gently held the fingertips of the machine goddess Venus, announcing the further fulfillment of their alliance.
He certainly understood that the so-called revival of the Bronze Clan by the Mechanical Goddess Venus was not entirely for the public good.
Because as long as Venus finds the remains of the remaining machine gods or obtains the core of Chaos, she can also use this to enhance her own authority and complete the enhancement and integration of divinity.
At that time, it would be hard to say whether the new bronze clan would recognize Chaos, the old antique, or listen to Venus, the new boss.
However, although he knew that Venus' actions were selfish, Loen did not intend to interfere.
Be it gods, mechas, or humans... intelligent life can transcend itself and move to a higher level, often because it is driven by its own selfish desires.
And thanks to the previous master-servant contract, this bronze mecha god has been marked with his mark from the inside out.
Letting Venus replace Chaos and become the leader of the new bronze clan is a sure-win deal for Loen.
Therefore, Loen himself didn't mind spending some time and energy to help Venus.
Anyway, Eunuch Bo is almost dead, and he has no use for the Bronze Clan's inheritance, let alone the ability and courage to fight for it.
As his thoughts became clear, Loen painted another big picture for the mechanical goddess Venus.
"Okay, just focus on your work during this time. When everything is settled, I will give you the answer you want."
"Yes, sir!"
Having received the promise, the machine goddess Venus nodded respectfully, and her every move was more convinced.
Then, she looked up at her boss with joy and offered what she thought were very attractive conditions.
"Of course, if you need anything, you can always come to me. My emotional module and breeding module are both the best..."
Obviously, this "need" is mostly related to mating.
"Stop, stop, stop! I'm very busy with work lately, you should just play by yourself."
There were black lines on Loen's forehead. He waved his hands to refuse and walked towards the top of the God of War Mountain without looking back.
Seeing that the boss, who had just had sex with two females, was indifferent to her charm again and again, the machine god Venus couldn't help feeling frustrated.
"Am I that bad?"
She raised her hand and touched her delicate cheek, looked at the beautiful reflection in the sea, and immediately regained her confidence.
No, it’s definitely not my problem!
The machine goddess Venus frowned and murmured in her heart.
Why did he reject me again and again?
Are seeds precious?
Or does it contain the secret of his power?
The machine goddess Venus was stunned for a moment, then came to her senses, licked her moist cherry lips with her curled pink tongue, and looked quietly at the figure that had climbed to the top of the Ares Mountain.
In that case, you have to try it.
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At the same time, Loen, who was walking to the gate of a house, suddenly felt a strange chill coming from behind him and couldn't help but sneeze loudly.
“A-choo!”
"You caught a cold?"
The tightly closed door creaked open, and a blindfolded goddess in a plain white gauze dress and holding the Sword of Judgment walked out of the courtyard and asked with concern.
"It's okay. Maybe I'm not used to today's wind."
Loen waved his hand, looked up at the goddess of justice Themis who came out to greet him personally, and a smile appeared on his face.
"What? You don't want to invite me in to sit down?"
Themis reacted, smiled, stepped aside half way, and formally invited today's visitor into the house.
The elegant and unique courtyard was swept very clean and tidy. In the middle was a simple stone table with several plates of preserved fruits and snacks on it. A faint yellow flame was coming out of the stove on one side, heating a pot of floral wine made by the nymphs, and a faint fragrance filled the air.
Judging from the time, these hospitality items were obviously prepared in advance.
Themis in the courtyard had none of the arrogance of a goddess or the impatience of waiting for a long time. She gently picked up the pot of floral wine made by the nymphs on the fire and filled the cups in front of the two people. Her every move revealed the beauty of harmony and nature, like a bunch of chrysanthemums, blooming and blossoming all by herself.
The light floral fragrance unconsciously washes away distracting thoughts in one's mind and immerses oneself in the tranquility and peace.
A person as gentle as a chrysanthemum can kill all other flowers.
This apt comment emerged in Loen's mind. He then shook his dazed head and raised his glass to apologize to Themis, who had been waiting for who knows how long.
"Sorry for the wait."
Themis didn't care at all. She picked up the cup and took a sip. Then she smiled faintly and invited Loen to sit down and talk about business.
The so-called serious business, of course, is how to convince the three goddesses of fate to take action.
But since Loen did not get any useful information from Hecate, he had no idea for a while. He could only tell Themis the fixed negotiation direction and some unknown negotiation skills.
Themis listened quietly, took notes, and asked from time to time about the various strategies that should be adopted when facing different scenarios.
Loen told him everything he knew, almost emptying out his knowledge, just to give Themis a better chance of winning against the three goddesses of fate.
But the more he talked, the more uncertain he felt.
Finally, after thinking for a moment, Loen took the initiative to propose.
"How about I go with you?"
However, Themis shook her head and declined seriously.
"It's better not to. The attitudes of the three goddesses of fate are still unknown, and you are the leader of the coalition. If the three goddesses value Zeus's destiny more, you might be in danger!"
"What about you?"
"My odds of winning are better than yours, isn't that what you said?"
Themis spoke with a smile and looked at Lorne with certainty.
"Besides, even if I fail, don't I still have you?"
For the gods, death is often not the end.
Even if she became a victim of this temptation, she believed that the god of wine in front of her would wake her up again.
Because this man always seems to bring miracles and hope.
As if infected by that determined gaze, Loen swept away the gloom in his heart and raised his glass high.
"Now that you've said that, how could I disappoint you?"
"Me too!"
Themis nodded seriously and raised her cup to clink with her friend and mentor.
After a hearty exchange of correspondence and communication, the sun set below the horizon.
Since the issue of how to convince the three goddesses of fate to end their lives had not been satisfactorily resolved, the two decided to go back to the house to integrate the current information, think about it alone for a night, and then discuss it tomorrow.
Therefore, Loen naturally accepted Themis's invitation and stayed next door for one night.
However, after washing up, Loen sat at the table. Before he had read a few pages of the materials in his hand, there was a gentle knock on the closed door.
As the door opened, hazy and warm vapor blew in my face, and the goddess of justice, wearing a white veil and with crystal water droplets on her skin, walked into the room.
Her wet long hair was casually draped over her shoulders, and the blush on her cheeks from the residual heat made her look like a crabapple blossom after emerging from the water, extremely beautiful and charming.
As Loen looked at Themis gradually approaching under the fluorescent light, his eyelids twitched and his throat became dry.
(End of this chapter)
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