I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 701 Greek Pantheon on Mars
"Yu-kun, I'm sorry to bother you."

Pushing open the principal's office door of the Spellcasting Academy, Director Zhu Ya bowed respectfully.

"Don't be so formal, please sit wherever you like."

Yu casually raised her hand in greeting, and Director Zhuya, of course, dared not sit down 'casually'; instead, she bowed again before walking to the sofa and sitting down on it.

"I heard that you've developed a 'multitasking' technique, Director."

Yu took the initiative to bring up the topic and started chatting.

"You've taken time out of your busy schedule to come here now because of the Mars issue?"

"Yes,"

Come here,

Director Takeya, whose clone was still 'working' at the Metropolitan Police Department, nodded.

Even if it's a director, unless it's something important, he wouldn't bother this principal.

After all, it's His good nature that matters. If He really takes advantage of us, given the traditions of island nation mythology, there's no need to punish them. They could simply be confined to a secluded place for thousands or even tens of thousands of years. Given the current situation in the island nation, that would be a life-or-death dilemma.

Just like those unfortunate Americans who immigrated to Mars and ran headfirst into Spartan warriors!

"A message came from NASA,"

"Most of the American spacecraft landed on Mars, and then..."

They encountered a Spartan hunting party and were taken back by the other party along with their spaceship. Now they don't even know if they are alive or dead.

The reason this news came back was that four ships in the American fleet were stationed in space, preparing to build a large space station: although America had gone to develop Mars, it did not mean that it was not paying attention to the situation in its 'home', so it was preparing to build a space communication station.

When the ground fleet was ambushed by Spartan warriors, the veteran turned and ran;
One of the captains seized the opportunity to send a final warning message to the four spaceships still in space:

Return to base immediately, this is not home!
"So, after those four spaceships transmitted the information back, they began their return journey?"

Xinmei, sitting next to her, put down her phone. The director's topic had caught her attention: Spartan warriors encountered on Mars in America? Interesting.

"That's not the case,"

The director didn't even dare to address this person by name, for fear of accidentally breaking some taboo.

"Besides one returning, the other three spaceships headed towards Jupiter."

?

This answer surprised Xinmei.
She was once a top student at a prestigious girls' school, so she naturally knew very well:
Jupiter, the largest planet in our solar system, rotates rapidly, has a strong magnetic field, the famous Great Red Spot, and rings. Most importantly, Jupiter is a gas giant!
The term "gas giant" is easily understood to mean that it lacks a solid surface, but a more accurate statement would be that its surface is difficult to define precisely.

Jupiter's main mass is composed of hydrogen and helium.

Outside the planet, these two elements are still gases, similar to the atmosphere of the planet they are in.

However, the deeper they go into the planet's interior, the more they are compressed into liquids or even solids, with higher densities towards the core: simply put, it is a celestial body composed of compressed gas.

Jupiter does have a rocky and metallic core, but that is merely material captured by gravity.

This kind of planet

It doesn't seem like a good place to immigrate, does it?

"The destination of those three spaceships is most likely 'Gypsy'."

In terms of ability, the director is definitely not as good as Xinmei; but the director has the scientists of the entire island nation behind him, and he quickly analyzed the target of the three American spaceships.

In addition to its enormous rings composed of countless cosmic dust particles, Jupiter also has a whopping 92 moons!

Ganymede is a special case:
"This satellite is the largest satellite in the solar system, even larger than Mercury."

The director explained: The diameter is about 41.3% of the size of the planet beneath our feet that never expanded—no, never 'recovered'; unfortunately, the mass is too small, only about 2.5%—which results in Ganymede having a gravity of only 14.6%, a standard low-gravity environment.

At the same time, because it is far from the sun, the average temperature is around -160℃, which is an extreme low-temperature climate.

However, this satellite also has its own advantages.

"This is the only satellite with a magnetic field,"

Director Zhu Ya explained in detail to Xin Mei and You:

"It is generated by the convection of liquid iron cores. Although it is only one percent of the amount on our planet, it can still shield some of the cosmic radiation."

It's at least better than other satellites without a magnetic field!
and--

Ganymede has a thin atmosphere, primarily composed of oxygen, atomic oxygen, and ozone.

"In addition, Ganymede has a vast subsurface ocean of saltwater, the total volume of which is comparable to that of our entire planet."

That's right, it's the total amount of seawater on the planet after its expansion! If we use the previous size as a standard, it's about thirty times larger: this satellite has a huge amount of water resources inside.

Once the 'energy' problem is solved, with current technology, it is not impossible to develop a new civilization: and America's spaceships have no shortage of energy, at least not in the short term.

"That's it,"

Xinmei nodded.

It seems those Americans are prepared to take a gamble;
Since Mars has problems, why not go to Ganymede and establish a new home there?

It must be said that this spirit of 'adventure' is still very meaningful: although there are many difficulties, the future is uncertain, and it starts from scratch, if successful, it will be considered as taking the first step in human colonization of the universe.

As for the 'large force' on Mars?
Colonizing what?
Let's pray they survive.

"Yu-kun, there's a powerful civilization on Mars; and it's highly likely they're protected by the ancient Greek pantheon. What do you think—"

If anyone knows anything about 'Mars' now...

In Director Zhu Ya's opinion, this is the only one.

America's misfortune is something all countries are happy to see, since the US has always acted inhumanely.

But while gloating, we must also consider a practical question: how will they defend themselves if these 'Martian civilizations' attack?

Don't think this is just needless worry. While countries haven't been developing space technology recently, it doesn't mean they're completely indifferent to space. On the contrary, various astronomical telescopes and space probes have been pointed at the night sky. Don't forget, the 'Burning Legion' has only left, not died.

Sure enough, a large number of solar sail ships have been observed near Venus recently, which is clearly the work of the traitors who have joined the Burning Legion!
So it would be perfectly normal if one day the 'Mars civilization' attacked us.

"There are indeed many ancient Greek city-states on Mars."

As soon as You spoke, he confirmed the facts.

"It is said that Zeus used his divine power to move the entire Olympian pantheon, along with numerous city-states, to Mars to suppress... cough,"

"As for calling? Under normal circumstances, they shouldn't—"

If needed, Zeus gives the command;
A war between galactic gods is not impossible.

"Understood,"

Since Yu-kun has said so, Director Zhu-ya naturally wouldn't be so tactless as to ask further questions.

"Is there anything the government should be doing?"

When Director Zhuya asked cautiously, You waved her hand.

"Development is the key: as long as you produce a dozen more Demon-level monsters, any battle will be irrelevant."

A dozen or so?
Director Zhuya was speechless.

Not to mention that every Demon-level monster requires talent, opportunity, and hard work;

Even if one truly reaches the Ghost level, as the Extraordinary Era transitions to the Mythical Era, the decisive factors will be Dragon-level or even God-level beings.

"Yes, Mr. Yu's teachings are true."

"The entire island nation will remember this!" In any case, improving one's own strength is indeed the right path: for example, with the 'Pegasus Aoi' wielding the Three Sacred Treasures, her physical body can traverse the universe, and her longsword can sweep across millions of kilometers; what space fleets are they but suicide missions in front of her!
Even KYG, the 'King of News,' can fly into space after he merges with GuiGui, the 'God of the Internet.'

Performing an extraordinary "boarding maneuver" is not a difficult task.

Strength is a timeless passport, no matter where you are.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

Mars,

In the magnificent city-state of Sparta, built of cast iron,

"Citizens of Sparta, the two sides fighting today are—"

In the colosseum at the heart of the magnificent city, a 'host' wearing a helmet and a red cloak raised his voice, his powerful voice echoing through the grand building that could hold hundreds of thousands of people.

"Slave warriors from the 'Main Planet'!"

As the host's booming voice filled the air, the audience members in the stands, dressed in simple Greek linen clothes, began to chatter amongst themselves.

"Main planet?"

"It's that sky-blue planet,"

"Mom, I heard we came from there too, right?"

Whether they were old or young, men or women, all the Spartan residents sitting in the tiered stands were physically fit and had bright eyes; they were all extraordinary!
This is only natural, after all, when 'creating' these humans, someone not only used the roots of the Martian Tree to give them the ability to absorb carbon dioxide, but also gave them all the genes of the bloodline limit in their bodies!

Steel Release, Swift Release, Corpse Bone Pulse, Dual Demon Attack, Vortex Bloodline.
Of course, this only provides these genes; whether they can be activated and what abilities one can acquire depends entirely on individual talent and effort.

Just like the 'Takarajima clan' in the Naruto world, most of the clan members have exceptionally strong bones, which makes them naturally gifted in physical combat.

Only a small number of elites can control the bones in their bodies, but even then, it's only to the extent of 'Wolverine'.

Only Kimimaro would casually pull out his own bones and play with them every day.
Even the bamboo plucker clan thought it was perverted!
For example, in this 'Spartan' city, all the real warriors have awakened 'Steel Release'; each of them, wearing simple armor, goes into battle.

Because their muscles are truly the finest armor.

Even the residents without any signs of awakening blood were all extraordinary warriors skilled in archery and horsemanship, who trained daily.

"Hahaha~~"

"Go forth, slaves!"

In the passageway beneath the massive arena, a lion head hanging on the wall as a 'translator' is watching the group of 'contestants' with great interest.

"With your courage, your blood, your lives,"

"Go and appease the city's worshippers—the Burner, the Blood Banner Lord, the Necessary Scar—the Great Ares!"

Is that Ares, the one who can't beat anyone and is always number one in battle?
The Americans in the passage dared not speak out against their anger.

They certainly knew who Ares was: the 'god of war' among the twelve Olympian gods of Greek mythology. His divine duty was war, not victory. Therefore, he frequently waged war everywhere, and was often utterly defeated: for example, his arch-enemy Athena.

Legend has it that this 'goddess of wisdom' emerged from Zeus's head, clad in armor and wielding weapons, wise and mighty;

He usually holds a spear in one hand and the goddess of victory in the other; not only is his fighting ability no less than Ares', but his intelligence is also far superior to that of his 'older brother'.

He beat Ares up many times.

From this talkative "Lion Head" man, everyone learned that there were many ancient Greek city-states on Mars.

For example, the city of Athens, protected by Athena, was contemptuously called "sissy" by the Spartans; the Spartans, in turn, considered the Spartans "barbarians," and the two sides frequently fought each other.

It would have been great if we had landed near Athens!

The Americans looked grief-stricken.
If it fell into the hands of Athens, at least they could escape through communication; but if it fell into the hands of Sparta—

Snapped! !

The Spartan warrior beside him flicked his whip and tilted his head toward the outside of the passage.

He knew these people from the 'main planet' didn't speak the same language, but they didn't need one: recognizing whips and spears was enough.

"Go, girl."

The enormous lion's head grinned and laughed.
"In Sparta, women also had to fight: only strong women could give birth to strong offspring."

What a load of rubbish, the Spartan theory!

The former Hollywood "actress" gritted her teeth, gripped the black iron dagger in her hand, and strode out.

Since we can't refuse, let's face it!
“Buzz buzz buzz!!!”

As she stepped out of the passageway, she was immediately engulfed by a violent buzzing sound: the voices of hundreds of thousands of city residents in the audience.

Although I can't understand it—no, with so many people making sounds, it's impossible to tell what they're saying.

But it wasn't hard to see disappointment, doubt, and contempt on their faces.
"I'm so weak, I'm really sorry!"

With a harsh rebuke, the former actress stepped forward onto the crimson iron sand and approached the timid figure opposite her.

"boss?"

The other party was none other than her boss, her lover, and the old man who took her aboard the spaceship!
"Diana?"

The surprised old man was equally surprised that they would actually 'meet' here.

"Thank goodness, those barbarians didn't hurt you!"

The old man excitedly chattered on and on as he quickly approached, as if they were old friends reunited.

The beautiful woman named Diana glanced around and noticed the dagger the other person was gripping tightly!
On the back of his aged hand, the veins bulged.

"I'm so glad to see you."

The beautiful woman also stepped forward with 'delight':
"die--"

The moment the two got close, the old man suddenly opened his eyes wide with anger, shouted, and lunged at the woman!
His pounce was as fierce as a tiger, after all, he had drunk a supernatural potion; however, what greeted him was a barrage of crimson iron sand coming from below.

puff,

With his face covered in iron filings, the old man reflexively closed his eyes.

As for attacks, they were naturally out of the question.

Bang!
The two figures collided heavily, and the woman was knocked to the ground.

"it's over,"

"How boring!"

"No, that woman is interesting."

Amidst the yawning comments of the audience, the old man rolled to the side, his extraordinary strength preventing him from dying immediately; his eyes were blurred with sand, and he looked down in horror at the dagger stuck in his chest, not even noticing that he had lost his weapon.

"I already said it, boss."

Picking up the dagger that the other party had dropped, the former 'Shadow Concubine's' face was full of murderous intent.

"I'm so glad to see you!"

She might not be able to beat anyone else.

But if it's this old guy—

"farewell!"

He stepped forward and brought the knife down with a swift motion.
Pfft

(End of this chapter)