The rough sea returned to calm and looked extremely soft under the sunset. The white seabirds circled and gradually died away.
In the cave next to the shore, branches held up coarse cloth to block the sea breeze in a crude way.
Russell opened his eyes and found himself lying on a gray rough blanket, with a wooden bowl next to him filled with some water.
"Where is this?"
There was a strong smell of sea in the air. Russell got up and walked out of the cave. He was wearing a patchwork piece of linen clothing. It was very rough. Fortunately, it didn't feel inappropriate because he had thick skin and thick flesh.
In Nanya, the Ring of Water, everything in the portable space is there. After checking, there is basically no problem.
After walking out of the cave, Russell looked at the sea in the distance. The air was fresh and a breath of nature that had not been polluted hit his face.
After turning around, he was stunned.
I saw the setting sun slanting down, and directly opposite the ocean, a mountain range rose from the ground, with the majestic and majestic main peak rising into the clouds.
The Pillar to the Sky is out of reach, and more than half of the mountainside is covered by clouds, adding a bit of mystery to the majesty and grandeur.
Russell rubbed his eyes. He had never seen such a tall mountain range. This was no longer a mountain. It could be called a pillar of heaven.
The scene was so shocking that Russell narrowed his eyes slightly and thought of a possibility: "Maybe the world I am in is Hong..."
"Brother, you're awake!"
Big brother?
When Russell heard this, he turned around and saw a young man running away waving his hand. Considering the young man's European-style face, he silently crossed out his previous guess.
It may be a fairy tale, but it is definitely not an Eastern myth.
Russell looked at the running young man and saw that his facial features were strong, thick eyebrows and big eyes, like a statue carved with a knife and an axe. He suddenly felt a little sad and muttered: "This kid is so damn handsome, he is almost half as handsome as me."
But it’s useless for a man to be handsome, he’s just a showman, having a good body is the last word.
His eyes moved slightly, and when the young man came closer, his whole body felt bad.
The young man is tall and muscular, with shiny bronze skin. On top of the two rows of solid and powerful abdominal muscles are two large chest muscles filled with male hormones.
When running, the chest muscles are tight, and when dancing, they tremble with the muscle lines.
(一`′一)
Russell: Hey, where is the monster?
"Brother, how are you feeling? Are you feeling better?"
The young man ran quickly to Russell, full of excitement, and there was even a trace of tears in the corner of his eyes: "You have been in coma for five days, and your father and mother are almost dying of anxiety."
"Big-breasted brother, don't have random relationships. Who are you?"
Russell silently took three steps back and kept a certain distance. He instinctively rejected the younger brother who was over 1.9 meters tall.
"Brother, you don't recognize me?"
The young man was shocked and his face instantly turned pale.
"I told you not to call me brother, do you know who I am?" Russell asked tentatively.
"Of course I know, you are Russell, my biological eldest brother."
"..."
Russell silently touched his black hair and said speechlessly: "Big-breasted brother, you can't talk nonsense. Take a closer look. For biological brothers like us, our parents will be divorced at worst, and our family will be destroyed at worst."
"Brother, do you really not recognize me?"
The young man's face was as golden as paper and he bit his lip: "I am Perseus. If you think about it, you will definitely remember me."
"Perseus..."
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly, the name was very familiar, the famous ancient Greek mythological hero, the son of Zeus, the origin of the constellation Perseus.
Although he is not as famous as Achilles and Hercules, he is by no means an unknown person.
For example, the story of Perseus beheading Medusa has been widely sung and has endured for a long time.
Stealing important information, Russell stopped talking and telepathically broke through the unsuspecting Perseus and peeked into the important memories.
Perseus's memory was very rough. He had gone out to sea to fish every day since he was a child, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. His monotonous life was as white as a piece of paper, just like his character.
In short, silly boy!
In Perseus' memory, Russell searched for information about his identity. The identity assigned by the system this time was that of the eldest son of a fisherman's family.
There is a family of five, two parents and three brothers and sisters. Except for Russell, everyone else is blond and blue-eyed and of European style.
His origin is the same as that of Perseus, who was picked up by his father Spyros and his mother Marmara. The difference is that Perseus found it in a coffin on the ocean, while Russell found it in a crooked-neck tree.
Down.
In addition to Russell and Perseus, the family of five also has a little daughter, Tikora, who is their own child, not picked up.
In Perseus's memory, Russell found the reason why he was comatose for five days: a huge tsunami.
The King of the Sea, Poseidon, didn't know which of the ropes he had set up was wrong, and the waves swept up the human city and flooded the human city. Unfortunately, the coastal fishing village where the family of five lived was implicated.
The tide submerged the peaceful fishing village and took away hundreds of lives.
A family of five were on the boat, so they were not shot to death on the spot. In order to rescue Tikora from the tide, he jumped into the turbulent current without wearing diving equipment. Tikora was successfully rescued.
, but he disappeared.
When his father Spyros found him, he was lying on the beach with a high fever and remained in a coma for five days.
Today, his parents took Tikora out to sea to fish, leaving Perseus to take care of him, and then Russell woke up.
With a very simple character background, Russell can easily fill in the role. I believe that his acting skills will never reveal his secrets.
"Perseus, I remembered, you are my brother, my biological son."
Russell squeezed out two tears from the corners of his eyes, wiped them off and bounced them on the beach, corroding two black holes.
He hugged Perseus, and felt uncomfortable being squeezed by his pectoralis major muscles. He let go angrily, punched Perseus in the chest, and whispered: "What kind of food did this kid grow up on?"
"Brother, do you really remember?"
Perseus's eyes widened, as pure as he was, and he always felt that something was wrong, and said without thinking: "But, you seem to have changed a lot...I can't tell, but you must have changed."
"Just change."
Russell immediately made targeted adjustments and said with a serious face: "Actually, I have lost my memory. I don't want you to be sad, so I deliberately pretended to be fine."
Perseus cried when he heard this and wanted to hug Russell, but was slapped away and choked: "Brother! You are so kind!!"
"How's good for you, second brother, and how's good for everyone."
Russell said casually, looking at his chest muscles and about to dance again, and glanced to the side: "While father...father and mother haven't come back from going to sea, let's go hunt some prey and see if you're hungry. The fat content is less than eight percent."
Already."
"Brother, I don't understand what you are saying."
"If you don't understand, just pretend not to hear. Then you won't have any doubts."
Russell explains the principles of life and work, and instills advanced life experiences into pure white paper.
Referring to the background of the times, assuming that this is the ancient Greek period, his experience comes from more than two thousand years later, how can he not be advanced!
The two of them were talking and walking. Perseus walked as fast as flying, and his demigod body had amazing physical fitness. After a while, he led Russell to a dense mountain forest.
He picked up the gravel on the ground and prepared to start hunting, that is, hitting it with stones.
With his arm strength, large wild animals such as ligers and tigers would almost die or be injured if touched.
"Perseus, how old are you?"
Russell glanced at Perseus's shiny biceps, smeared it with saliva, and rubbed it a few times to confirm that it was not oiled and was purely natural.
"Eighteen."
Perseus replied and added in confusion: "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing. Maybe it's because Feng is too wild, which makes you a little anxious."
"..."
Perseus didn't say anything. He heard something moving deep in the woods with his sharp eyes and ears. He sprinted quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Russell followed, and in his sight, Perseus leaped high into the air and assumed a throwing posture. His muscles were tight and extremely strong.
Whoosh!
There was a violent sound in the air, and the stone flew out like a cannonball, accurately hitting a big-tailed wolf a hundred meters away.
Boom!!
The stone penetrated the ground, shattered and created a large crater around it, splashing large amounts of dust and mud, and the big-tailed wolf...
Exploded!
Perseus stared at this scene blankly, then came back to his senses and said aggrievedly: "Brother, I have already held back and have no strength left."
"It's not your fault for being born with supernatural powers. It's the fault of the wolf. There's such a big forest. It's not a good place to go. It has to appear here."
Russell gave a kind words of comfort and picked up a piece of gravel: "Go and cool down next to me. I'm going to hunt today."
"Brother, can you do it? Brother, I remember that you are very weak. Brother, if you can't do it, don't be brave. Brother, let me do it. At least you can have meat porridge tonight..."
Bang!
The stone hit Perseus squarely in the head, interrupting his chatter.
"Sorry, I missed the target."
Russell shrugged, picked up a piece of gravel again, closed his eyes to sense it, and threw the gravel high into the air.
Perseus looked up at the sky and opened his mouth in an O shape: "Brother, do you want to shoot birds?"
Bang!
There was an unknown noise, and Perseus was so startled that he hurriedly turned around and saw Russell taking his hand back from behind and running quickly into the distance.
"Brother, wait for me."
Perseus felt that Russell's speed was astonishing, and his toes lifted off the ground as if he were flying. When he caught up with him, Russell was standing in front of a dead deer.
"Brother, what was that noise just now?"
"There's so much nonsense, just carry it back to...home."
"oh!"
Perseus didn't ask any more questions and happily carried the deer, which was twice as big as him, and picked up a pile of firewood along the way.
…
That night!
The fire was burning red in front of the cave, and a family of five sat around amid the crackling firewood.
Except for Russell, everyone was enjoying the meal.
"Son, just wake up. I have learned nothing as a father today. I am so incompetent."
The bearded Spyros sighed, held the knife with his thin hands, and cut off a piece of venison to share with his little daughter.
"..."
Russell blinked. Is this talking to him?
It feels so strange!
That is to say, in Spyros's memory, there is indeed the memory of raising 'him' with painstaking efforts for twenty years, otherwise he would have been slapped in the face and asked to reorganize his language.
"I'm done eating."
Perseus wiped his mouth. There was a big bone in front of him. He ate most of it by himself. He was barely full, but he was too embarrassed to continue eating.
"What, you don't like eating meat?"
"I don't like it. If you eat too much, you will get fat."
Perseus scratched his head: "Brother, you are recovering from your illness. Tikora is still young, so I will leave it to you to eat."
Snapped!
"What's wrong with being fat? What's wrong with loving meat? Human beings have spent tens of millions of years climbing to the top of the food chain, not just to be vegetarian."
Russell slapped Perseus on the forehead and pushed the venison in front of him that was low in oil and salt: "I have a bad appetite, this is yours."
"Hey, but..."
Snapped!
Another slap, Perseus drooped his head and started to devour, tears falling down his face.