Chapter 1070 The communication between people is actually very simple
Boom!!
Huge waves arose on the sea surface. Amid the deafening roar, the boiling waves rolled higher and higher. In the blink of an eye, a majestic tsunami formed.
The sea surface shook violently, and a white line was pulled out. The water wall stretched for several kilometers and rushed down, as if thousands of horses were marching together, and the turbid waves were surging into the sky.
The tsunami devoured everything at an unstoppable pace, unleashing terrifying energy that destroyed everything.
Spyros stood on the boat and closed his eyes in despair. He thought today was his lucky day. It seemed that he was totally wrong.
Perseus hugged the mother and daughter, grabbed the ship's rope and tried to struggle. It was doomed to be in vain, but he did not want to give up. He did not want to lose his family.
A family of five that is not worth mentioning to the gods is his whole world.
The sea tide rolled in, white foam splashed, and the fishing boat bumped up and down. The whole family closed their eyes, waiting for death to come.
Marmara did not pray again, because this was a disaster sent by God!
Boom! Boom!
The sky collapsed, the tsunami submerged the fishing boat, and it continued to flow into the distance.
After a long time, Spyros opened his eyes, touched his body a few times, looked at the dry hull of the ship with a confused look, and fell into doubts about life.
Miracles could not explain this situation. He thought, maybe he should believe in God's blessing for once, and it didn't cost any money anyway.
The family happily celebrated that they had survived the catastrophe and continued to move towards the city-state of Argos. They were simple-minded and never thought of other possibilities.
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The clear sky overlooks the sea, and the blue is endless, like a finely carved sapphire, magnificent, mysterious and beautiful.
Argus!
Also known as Argos, it is a seaside city-state built at the foot of a mountain. All buildings in the city are built against the mountain, with only a few passages connected to the outside world.
The plains surrounding the city are distribution centers for agricultural products. The country is wealthy and is one of the most economically developed city-states in the current era.
The foot of the mountain extends to the sea and surrounds the city to form a natural inland sea port, which not only brings convenient transportation, but also adds an invisible barrier to the country.
Surrounded by mountains on three sides and facing the sea, before the age of naval guns, the king of Argos did not need to worry about invasion by foreign enemies.
You only need to station a small number of troops at a few key mountain passes and block the entrance to the sea with ships, then you can wait with peace of mind for the enemy troops to retreat on their own.
With the natural military configuration, as long as there are no insiders in the country, three hundred people are enough to protect the territory, and the Persian Empire cannot invade.
At the port, Spyros tied the ship's rope and discussed the berthing fee with the port officials. The latter took the opportunity to bully the foreigners and deliberately raised the price. Spyros quarreled with him until his face turned red.
Russell looked at the city-state from a distance. It was built on the mountain and was majestic. Look carefully, it was all in tatters. Only the palace in the center was more beautiful.
"Brother, my father had a fight with someone else."
"It's okay. He can handle the normal bargaining and raising the price."
"But……"
Perseus looked at his father who was jumping up and down in anger, and then at the big men behind the officials, and said loudly: "We should go and help, otherwise my father will suffer, and it will be bad if he is injured."
"Then go and help!"
"Father won't let me go. The last time I helped...Father has never been to that port again." Perseus blinked. He also wanted to help, but he could only beat people.
"Perseus, you can negotiate with them. Trust me, as long as what you say makes sense, they will definitely listen." Russell said with a serious face.
"I don't know how to talk."
"You don't know how to negotiate with your body. It's such a waste."
Russell patted Perseus on the bicep: "Today, big brother will teach you a lesson and let you know that communication between people is actually very simple, and sometimes there is no need to speak at all."
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At the port, Spyros had a quarrel with the official. The latter learned that the ship was full of fresh sea fish, and immediately raised the price and demanded a large amount of berthing fees. Spyros, who was frightened of poverty, naturally refused to comply. The two argued for a long time, and the official behind his back
There are more and more thugs.
"Listen, country bumpkin, this is the rule here. I charge you as much as I say, no bargaining."
"robber!"
"Whatever you say, if you don't pay, get out and let your boat full of dead fish float on the sea!"
While the official was feeling proud, there was a strong smell of fish. He frowned and looked, and saw a moving muscle mass striding towards him under the blazing sun. He was walking like a tiger and a dragon, and he was filled with madness.
With his bronze skin covered with sunshine, Perseus stood behind Spyros with a cold voice: "Father, the child is here!"
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Spyros looked confused, and then saw his son's various concave shapes.
?(???‵‵)?
Perseus raised his arms, stretched his biceps forward, then rotated his wrists outward, and slowly raised them above his head.
?(???)/?
For a moment, the officials and the thugs behind him were deeply shocked. They saw that his arms were like devil ram's horns, with protruding veins. His energy and blood were strong, flowing like a river, and his powerful breath made it hard to breathe.
Immediately afterwards, Perseus changed his position, holding his left wrist with his right hand and showing off his pectoralis major muscles from the side.
What a big lump!
After stretching his latissimus dorsi back and his abdominal muscles forward, he put his hands on his hips, straightened his chest and stepped hard on the ground.
Click!
The bricks and stones were shattered, with dust floating in the air. The muscle lines on Perseus' thighs trampling on the ground were clearly visible, as indestructible as sculptures.
(??д??)
The official stared blankly at the thigh in front of him. In his sight, Perseus slowly raised his foot. There were deep footprints on the ground, and the brick was trampled into powder.
"Gudu!" xn
The official said nothing, smiled at Xian Qian and Spyros, and never mentioned the parking fee. He said that this time he was treating guests and all subsequent visits would be treated at half price.
After saying that, he muttered "Either death or injury" and hurriedly took away the pale-faced thugs.
"Perseus, you..."
Spyros looked at his son and held back a sentence for a long time: "Well done, who taught you?"
"My elder brother taught me this. He said that as long as I do this, do this, and do this again, others will be able to calm down and reason with me."
Perseus repeated his movements a few more times and looked at the officials who were leaving in confusion: "It's strange, why did they leave before I even started to reason?"
"Can you still be reasonable?"
Spyros's eyes widened when he heard this, and he said in disbelief: "You have grown so old, I didn't know you could be reasonable... Did your elder brother teach you?"
"Um."
"Tell me what he taught you."
"Wait a minute, let me feel it..."
Perseus dented his shape again, his expression gradually became ferocious, he spat on the ground, and then glared at Spyros with a tigerish face.
"roll!"
"..."
Normally, Spyros would have slapped him in the face, but not today. He admitted that Russell's teachings were correct, and Perseus's teachings could not be refuted.
"Perseus, you have grown up!"
Spyros sighed with emotion, tiptoed and patted Perseus on the shoulder: "I didn't think much about it before, it's time to find you a wife, and your elder brother... Damn it, I'm really not a competent father.
"
"Can't you not have a wife?"
"no!"
"How about giving my wife to my eldest brother?"
"..."
…
At the port, Spyros found the fish merchant. Because the supply of goods was tight, this boat of fish made him a huge profit.
But Spyros was not happy, and discussed with Marmara the matter of his two sons. He planned to take advantage of his recent luck and go out to sea a few more times to earn money to buy a fishing boat for Russell and Perseus, so as not to let them go.
The two were left empty-handed, and they couldn't even find their wives.
Marmara had no independent opinions and let her husband make the decision in everything. Spyros did not care what his sons thought and made his own decision. Once the fish on the boat were unloaded, he immediately set sail to sea.
On the other side, Russell and Perseus were wandering around the city, with Tikora following closely behind them. Everything they saw seemed new.
Argos is very prosperous, but this is based on the background of the current era. In Russell's eyes, the city is very chaotic, with narrow roads, dirty environment, and slave traders everywhere.
He walked in the city without saying a word, seemingly without any purpose, but in fact he was taking action.
On the ground, wisps of imperceptible fine sand floated out and gathered in the palm of his hand. The golden particles accumulated more and more, eventually forming irregular gold nuggets.
"Perseus, Tikora, do you like Argos?"
"Like." x2
"If you had to choose between the sea and the land, which life would you prefer?"
"..."
Tikora didn't understand this question, and Perseus scratched his head: "I like where everyone is."
"Would you like it if our family had a big house in Argos and many servants?"
"Great!"
Perseus nodded repeatedly: "If the family had money, my parents would not have to go to sea all the time. It would be very dangerous. Not every time I will have the good luck today."
"Since you say so, let's go buy a house!"
"Brother, we have no money."
"Now there is."
Russell shook the gold in his hand: "I was lucky, I picked up money as soon as I entered the city."
"Brother, you..."
Perseus looked at Russell with a look of astonishment on his face, and after a long time he said with envy: "You are so lucky, why can't I pick it up!"
There is no need to make up too many excuses when talking to Perseus. This guy has no scheming intentions. Even if Russell said that the king wanted to abdicate the throne to him, Perseus would believe it and would not ask why.
The ability to make money is a top-notch ability in any era. Russell opened the way for twice the price, and it was unobstructed. Everyone kneeled down, and he easily exchanged it for an official's mansion.
The whole process, including the slaves and servants, was signed and stamped on the spot in less than ten minutes.
Perseus and Tikora didn't notice anything different. In their eyes, the world was so simple and there was nothing complicated about it.
"Brother, is this your name on it?" Perseus pointed to the signature on the contract, very curious.
"It's not yours."
"my name?"
"You can't read?"
After speaking, Russell shook his head, raised his hand to Perseus' forehead, and instilled the Greek words of the current era into it: "With your IQ, learning is a painful process, so don't experience it."
Ignoring the stunned Perseus, Russell looked at Tikora with a smile: "You are different. Learning is a happy process. I will find someone to teach you, and you can also meet many new friends. You will like it."
After saying this, Russell began to think about the mission.
Ragnarok sounds easy, a spinning machine is enough to shake this unbalanced world.