Greece: I am Zeus!

Chapter 226 The Two Brothers' Amazing Creative Journey

After receiving the announcement from the God-King in the Divine Network system's Divine Thought Channel that the Goddess of Agricultural Harvest had been elevated to the Earth Mother Goddess, He became even more certain of this matter.

Although the God-King did not formally announce the stripping of the authority of the former sinful gods, he had no intention of hiding it at all.

But in that case, is the Father God alright?

It has lost its fundamental laws.
Could Father God really be gone like this?!
Prometheus thought about it carefully for a long time, and finally decided that it shouldn't be that bad.

His Majesty the God-King is not such a cruel and heartless god.

He then decided to observe the situation and quietly turned all his attention toward Olympus.

He awaits the response of the Mother Goddess of All Things.

If I can perceive this myself, then the Mother Goddess of All Things, who is the original source of all gods, must also know it.

After waiting for several days, He was finally able to put His mind at ease when He saw the figure of the Mother Goddess of All Things return to Earth from Olympus.

Since the Mother Goddess of All Things has not taken any drastic action, it means that things are still under control.

Otherwise, given that Mother Goddess's temperament, she would have already started making a scene.

However, He had barely put His mind at ease when He saw the figure of His own mother goddess Clymene again, and followed the Mother Goddess of All Things down to the mortal realm.

Before long, it sped off towards the ocean in an almost frenzied manner.

Wherever she went, tears of the gods fell, transforming into clear yet sorrowful lakes.

Prometheus was greatly alarmed and filled with anxiety upon seeing this. He wanted to give chase immediately, but...
The Mother Goddess was too fast; He couldn't catch up.
He had no choice but to stop and silently ponder the reasons behind it.

With His extraordinary wisdom, although He could not guess all the facts, He could deduce most of them.

In the end, they chose to stay put.

After all, it's no use chasing after them now.

At His speed, by the time He arrived at the Ocean Temple, it would probably have already been finished, and perhaps the Mother Goddess would have already returned to Olympus.

Prometheus sat on the cold stone, sighing incessantly, his heart filled with bitterness.

The Father God must still be stubborn and unyielding, which is why His Majesty the God King stripped him of his authority.

Atlas, the eldest brother, was under close surveillance and unable to move; Menotius, the foolish second brother, had already gone to Tartarus to join their father.

Now, the Mother Goddess must be heartbroken, and she will have to serve His Majesty the God King for a full ten thousand years.

Only he remained, though he bore the heavy responsibility of His Majesty,
Still no clue.

This is how to do ah?

The future of the Iapetus family is truly bleak.

Prometheus grew increasingly troubled, utterly at a loss for what to do.

Just then, Epimetheus, who had somehow returned from his wild adventures, came running back shouting and yelling.

Epimetheus, without any hesitation, slapped Prometheus on the back of the head, instantly bringing the wise Titan, who was lost in thought, back to his senses.

"Prometheus, my brother, what useless thoughts are you having now?"

This attack enraged Prometheus.

He and his brother had always been at odds in temperament, and He had always disliked Epimetheus's "hindsight".

The two brothers always disliked each other, yet neither could live without the other.

"You idiot! What are you doing now? Can't you see I'm thinking about something important?"

His dearest brother shrugged nonchalantly. "Prometheus, I'm asking you, what are you thinking?"

"His Majesty the God-King commanded us to create life and bring prosperity to the world. But you always think more and do less."

“Look at me, the creation of life during this period of time, isn’t it all thanks to me, a god, who has been busy?”

Upon hearing this, Prometheus flew into a rage and shouted, "Shut up! You hopeless idiot, stop messing around!"

“You don’t think things through at all, you don’t consider the consequences, you just do it! Every time, I’m the one following behind you, cleaning up all those messy consequences for you!”

Epimetheus looked puzzled, even a little aggrieved: "Isn't everything fine?"

“Look, the grass and plants on the ground were so overgrown before that there was nowhere to stand, and it was lifeless.” “I created rabbits. Aren’t rabbits cute? They can perfectly limit the unlimited growth of those grass and plants.”

Prometheus's face darkened, and he said in a cold tone, "And then? You gave the rabbits extraordinary reproductive abilities, are you planning to let them eat all the grass and plants on the earth?"

Epimetheus blinked and replied matter-of-factly, "You can't blame me for that. Creating them one by one is just too slow. The world is so big, I couldn't create too many even if I worked myself to death. Efficiency comes first."

"And later, didn't I create lions, wolves, leopards, and dogs? With them to eat rabbits, the problem was solved, wasn't it?"

Prometheus felt his divine blood pressure rising. He gritted his teeth and forced out the words: "And then?"

Epimetheus laughed even more heartily, and said joyfully, "Prometheus, my brother, His Majesty the King of the Gods said that whatever the world lacks, we shall create it."

"Among the Three Realms and Three Domains, only the Netherworld is a place that carries the souls of the dead, so we don't need to add life to it."

"Look, in the sky, on the sea, and on the land, haven't I been doing everything according to His Majesty's orders?"

"Speaking of which, these were all insights given to me personally by His Majesty."

"His Majesty was the first to create the eagle soaring in the sky. She represents His Majesty's wisdom and confidence, and we have also given her agile movements and sharp eyes."

"According to Your Majesty's creation, I have created the most majestic life on earth—the 'Lion.' This is my gift to Your Majesty the God-King, representing Your Majesty's courage and majesty!"

"And that strong bull, it represents His Majesty's responsibility and trustworthiness!"

"In the boundless ocean, I created the first giant whale, whose song will echo throughout the entire ocean, representing Your Majesty's power and mercy!"

"Look how wonderful this is! The sky, the earth, and the sea have all come to life with beauty and holiness, and have become symbols of His Majesty's divine majesty. His Majesty will surely be very pleased!"

Prometheus grew angrier and angrier, and finally, unable to bear it any longer, he punched his smug brother, knocking him to the ground.

He rebuked them loudly: "You have given them the best talents! Letting them live and multiply in this desolate world without any natural enemies has completely disrupted the balance!"

"You hopeless idiot! When you created them and bestowed upon them talents, why couldn't you have even considered the balance of the world? The whole world will be thrown off balance because of this!"

Epimetheus smiled sheepishly, got up from the ground, and said awkwardly, "Didn't Your Majesty ask us to create life together? And you're here too, aren't you? I can't do everything myself, can I? How can I steal your credit?"

"Look at you, you're in a hurry."

"Later, didn't you also limit their reproductive capacity and increase their environmental requirements? See, the problem was solved again?"

Prometheus was even more enraged by these words and went up to deliver another hard punch.

"Damn it! You've already created the most advanced and outstanding life forms. How am I supposed to continue creating?"

"These lives you have created still represent His Majesty's noble divine status. What else can I create to surpass them and become the new ruler of this world?"

"Furthermore, you've directly created life at the top of the food chain, so what about the creatures below them? They're completely disconnected, and the balance remains unbalanced!"

"In the end, won't it still be up to me? To create earthworms and dung beetles, these inconspicuous little insects, so that they can purify the earth and let death return to the fertile soil."

"We also need to create tiny organisms like krill, rotifers, and corals to maintain the entire ocean ecosystem!"

"And you call yourself the son of Iapetus, the 'Cyclic One'! Don't you even consider the 'endless cycle and recurring flow' of the world's operation?"

"For every bright and beautiful life you create with a wave of your hand, I have to create dozens or even hundreds of inconspicuous creatures to solve your problem of cyclical development!"

At this point, Prometheus was already gritting his teeth.

Epimetheus always did what he thought of, and he always did the most glamorous things that would please the king of the gods.

But He does all the thankless and arduous "cleaning up" work that truly keeps the world running.

Moreover, Epimetheus could easily do "one," while He would have to work hard to do "ten," or even "a hundred," just to barely solve the problem. No wonder He was furious.

Epimetheus chuckled, scratching his fluffy curly hair somewhat sheepishly.

"Prometheus, my brother, thank you."

"However, I have also done a lot to make amends for you." He immediately became righteous again. "The creatures you created, if I may be so bold, are all too ugly, and many of them are full of dangerous aggression. What His Majesty the God-King desires is a beautiful and magnificent world."

"Look, I created glowing fireflies that dance among the grass, bringing a beautiful and gentle glow to the silent night, like the light of a breath; and the most beautiful birds of paradise and colorful parrots, who embody the azure of the sky and the splendor of the earth."

"And then there are chameleons, which can change color with their surroundings. Don't you think these little creatures are fascinating?"

Prometheus snorted heavily through his nose, turned his head to the side, and simply couldn't be bothered to say anything more.

(End of this chapter)