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Chapter 247: Wise King Gilgamesh
"King, please wake up."

"King! Please wake up!"

"Who is it? Why would someone not sleep?"

Gilgamesh rubbed his eyes and woke up from the soft animal-skin bed. As the king of Uruk, few people dared to disturb his sleep.

"Sidulli, it's not even daybreak yet, aren't you here too early?"

As a candidate for the priesthood of Uruk, the young Siduri also shoulders the responsibility of correcting the young king Gilgamesh.

In order for the only prince of Uruk to be able to lead Uruk better in the future, learning is his top priority now!

As a candidate for the priest, Siduri is the person who supervises him and will assist him in the future.

We must have infinite respect for the future king, but that is not necessary for the current prince!

Siduri dragged little Gil off the big bed and put him in the sink to bathe and change clothes, ignoring Gilgamesh's screams the whole time.

By the time he finished washing up, the sun had just risen. Gilgamesh, who had been tossed around, was now full of energy and no longer looked sleepy.

"Siduri, if you don't sleep every day, you will age quickly. You don't need to wake me up anymore."

Siduri, who is already a candidate for the priest at such a young age and wearing a veil, does not thank the prince for his concern and bluntly points out his little thoughts.

"If I go to bed, no one will dare to drag you out of bed, right?"

"If that's the case, I think the queen will come to supervise the prince's studies."

"Well, then you should come."

It was impossible for Gilgamesh to skip classes, so he could only study all the knowledge he needed to be a king.

His parents dote on him, his subjects support him, and even wild animals fear him.

Possessing two-thirds of divine blood, he is more like a god than a human. He is extremely intelligent, and years of study have made him knowledgeable.

Martial arts, magic, everything.

Govern the country, lead the army, and excel.

Finally, after two consecutive funerals, the adult Gilgamesh sat on the throne of Uruk.

He worked hard to open up territory, establish towns, build roads, and drive out wild beasts and barbarians.

Uruk reached its peak in his hands!
"King, there is a guest who wants to see you."

"Guest, Siduri, the king does not receive guests casually, so you should just send him away."

It was a time of feasting, and Gilgamesh would not allow his interest to be disturbed by unknown guests.

Siduri, who had become a priestess, dragged him out as usual. Others did not dare to offend the king, but she did!
"King, this is the messenger sent by the gods, Lord Enkidu."

Long green hair, a white robe draped over her body like a bed sheet, and a mouth that was always upturned in a smile.

It was as if a lifetime ago. Gilgamesh felt that he and the person in front of him were very familiar, but they were just meeting for the first time.

"Hello, King of Uruk. I am sent by the gods to bring you back to the gods."

"Humph, humph, humph hahahaha!"

"Your God is so bold to ask me to abandon Uruk!"

Gilgamesh possessed profound knowledge and powerful military force, but he lacked a humble heart.

What is God's prediction!
The battle between the king and the weapon ended in a draw, and the two became close friends.

But he failed to complete the gods' order to bring Gilgamesh, the wedge of heaven, back to the gods. The Bull of Heaven descended with incompetent weapons to punish the king for disobeying the oracle.

The arduous and bloody battle exhausted all the strength of the two men, and the unstoppable Bull of Heaven was killed by them!

The will of God was rejected again, and the gods, who had lost all face, issued a will that would never be rejected.

Enkidu, the weapon, died.

As a weapon, he cannot say no to God's will like Gilgamesh.

Sad for the death of a good friend, and afraid of your own death!
Gilgamesh decided to embark on a journey to find the elixir of immortality. After going through untold hardships, he finally found the elixir that could make people immortal in the invisible abyss.

However, fate was tragic, as a snake stole the elixir while he was bathing in a clear spring.

All his efforts failed, but he was not sad, because he already knew how he should live on in the world forever.

As a king, he does not need any magic medicine, he only needs to be a great man, and his subjects will remember his heroic figure as Gilgamesh!
They will remember his wisdom, cruelty, and the prosperity and victory he brought to Uruk, rather than an unknown god!
"Are you happy, King?"

"Sidulli, why did it become like this?" There was no banquet to welcome the king, only a desolate and dilapidated scene.

Without a king, Uruk declined like a fishing village.

As a king, he forgot his royal duties, immersed in the sadness and fear of death, and went alone to find the elixir.

Today's desolate and dilapidated Uruk is the response of his subjects to him. If the king abandons his subjects, his subjects will also abandon the king!

But now he has changed. He works harder than ever to govern the country, and Uruk has reached its most prosperous era ever.

And he died peacefully at this time. He was no longer afraid of death. This was the inevitable path for being a human being. He would be immortal among his subjects!

he made it!

Thousands of years later, he woke up in response to the people's calls.

But he did not awaken as the king of Uruk, but as the god of the Oasis Cult.

The messenger of wind, Xiao Nanniang, the favorite of God King Muffat!

"Muffat!"

Gilgamesh woke up from a nightmare, but he knew very well that this was not a nightmare, it was reality!

"Do you recall your past glory, Gilgamesh?"

"who are you?"

"I am the God King of Fusang, the Emperor of Heaven, Mogui, and the one who saved you."

Looking at Gilgamesh who immediately adjusted his state and was on guard at all times, Mo Gui sighed in his heart.

As expected of a wise ruler, his ability to regulate emotions is truly amazing!

When he recalled the past, he was able to suppress his inner emotions in an instant. This ability to swallow one's pride will definitely enable him to accomplish great things!
"Fuso?"

Gilgamesh, who had transformed into an adult, looked around and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that this was not the temple of the Oasis Cult, nor the building of the People's Revolutionary League that had captured him.

Gilgamesh is not an idiot. It was the People's Revolutionary League that arrested him, but it was Fuso, thousands of miles away, that reminded him of the past.

Then I must have been traded, and I must have value that is valued, otherwise I cannot become a commodity.

He had heard of the God-King of Fusang a long time ago. He was a man who loved beautiful women, just like the several beauties surrounding him now.

Fortunately, he doesn't like male homosexuality, otherwise he wouldn't have to remind himself of the past.

Then, there is only one reason why I was awakened!
"What kind of help can you give?"

"Oh~ Don't you want to ask me what I want you to do?"

"My greatest value is in Uruk. What you need me to do is to cause trouble for the Oasis Cult, right?"

Mo Gui laughed. This guy is really direct!

But it doesn’t matter, just be direct. Beating around the bush will only give everyone a headache.

"The only help I can give is two pieces of news."

"First, Ishtar, the goddess of fate in Babylon, like you, recalled her past as the goddess of Venus, and she had a little collaboration with the gods of Olympus."

"Second, Ereshkigal is in Hades' underworld. You can go find her and try."

"Ishtar? Humph!"

Although he had previously completely disdained Ishtar, it was still pleasant to meet an ancient person with whom he shared common memories.

But this wasn't enough help.

"I need a way to bypass the three major religions and reach Greece."

"No problem, as long as you promise one thing."

As long as it's not about selling dermatitis, he will agree to any request!
But he was really afraid that Mo Gui would ask him to sell his skin to Yan Zi. With his current strength, he was not able to resist a God King.

"any request?"

"The People's Revolutionary League is willing to help, as long as you forgive their research history."

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