"You want me to do this when you\'re tired? Don\'t you have many subordinates?"

"They have neither the authority nor the power of the order controller!"

"Is the order keeper a hard worker for you?"

"The initial mixing must be absolutely uniform. If you trust my subordinates, you can let them try. Don\'t forget that it is related to the survival of Olympia."

Although the quarrel continued, Hermes never put down his stick. The initial mixing must be absolutely uniform. In this matter, he believed that Hephaestus would not fool around.

Hephaestus sat on the edge of the copper pot and thought for a long time. He whispered slowly, "I didn\'t expect that you would really give up this battle."

"Or what? Die with them?"

"If you think there is no hope of victory, why not stop them?"

"Did I stop it? Athena took over the power of the sea god, and the Pluto was on her side. Even Typhon became her helper. What else can I do?"

"With your strength, you can kill Athena."

"Then the gods rushed up and killed me, adding the word shame after my name."

"Maybe they can\'t kill you together."

"And then?" laughed Hermes. "You and I are the only ones left on the mountain. Let\'s Duel again to see who can become the king of the gods?"

Hephaestus sighed, "are the gods really so unbearable?"

"It\'s not that bad. They just need some lessons."

"They are eager to go back to the old days, and they still want to dominate everything in the world."

"I\'ve longed for many things, but longing is not an excuse for stupidity."

"Maybe they have a chance?" Hephaestus blinked at Hermes. "Maybe they have a chance with Cronus\'s sickle? It\'s the most powerful artifact in the world!"

Hermes shook his head and said, "even if Cronus himself holds the sickle, he can only reluctantly protect himself in front of the Lord of God\'s punishment. How useful can the sickle be put in Athena\'s hand?"

"What if it\'s in tefeng\'s hand?"

"Two possibilities!" Hermes thought about this question. "The first possibility is that tifeng didn\'t know how to use the sickle and was seriously injured by the Lord of divine punishment. The second possibility is that tifeng defeated the Lord of divine punishment with the sickle. Next, it\'s time to use the knife to the gods. Don\'t forget what tifeng did at the beginning. He may do it again at any time."

"Is there a third possibility?"

Hermes was silent, nodded and said, "yes, I doubt Cronus had any intention. The sickle is his weapon to settle down and should not be easily brought to the world."

"Many gods are willing to leave the artifact on earth. In fact, it is a safer choice."

"But facts have proved that this is wrong. Sheltai has no ability to protect artifacts. He was robbed by Odysseus as soon as he took his hand."

"Do you think that sickle looks real?"

"I feel very..." the cold wind blew, and Hermes solidified in the wind for a long time.

He turned his face slowly to Hephaestus. Hephaestus blushed and said, "don\'t look at me like that."

"What do you mean, like?" asked Hermes.

"Like means very similar," replied Hephaestus calmly.

"You knew that sickle was fake?"

"It can\'t be said to be false. In fact, it is seven true."

"What is seven come true?"

"That\'s what the owner of the sickle told me."

"Why did the owner of the sickle say this to you?" Hermes almost jumped up. "Did you make a fake sickle for Cronus?"

Hephaestus nodded, "he gave money!"

"How dare you do such a thing!"

Hephaestus raised his chest and said, "it\'s not a shame to make money to eat."

"The false sickle you made can cut the barrier of Olympia? That\'s something that even the Lord of God can\'t do."

"So seven come true!"

Hermes found that there was some truth that could not be said, because in the view of Hephaestus, he had made all the truth clear.

Hermes straightened out his thinking and asked a key question: "why didn\'t you tell me earlier?"

"That\'s not fair," said Hephaestus, looking at Hermes. "Cronus gave me money and asked me to do things. Naturally, I have to keep a secret for him. This is the rule of fair trade!"

Hermes was stunned. There was nothing wrong with what Hephaestus said. Fair trade is Hermes\'s Creed.

"What does the money Cronus gave you mean?"

"I can\'t tell you that!" said Hephaestus gravely. "It betrayed Cronus and myself. You didn\'t give me anything and just wanted to talk from me. Do you think it\'s fair?"

No problem, still no problem. The logic is so strong that there is no leakage.

"Why are you telling me the truth now?"

Hephaestus said, "because I feel that this matter will not end easily. The lives of thousands of gods are threatened. Maybe they deserve their death. I can ignore it. It has nothing to do with me. But if even you are hurt, it will not be fair to me. The price of a business should not be so high."

"Thank you for your trust." Hermes looked at Hephaestus.

"Our friendship and brotherhood can\'t be measured by price after all." Hephaestus looked back at Hermes.

"What if Cronus pays double?"

"Then I won\'t tell you a word."

"Are you serious?"

"This is a fair deal!"

"What you said... Good!"

If there was a God on Olympia that Hermes could not figure out, it must be Hephaestus.

He doesn\'t know who Hephaestus has had any contact with, what Hephaestus has done in the past and what he will do in the future. He doesn\'t know what strength Hephaestus has now and what position he is in.

Hephaestus made a sickle of Cronus, which can be confused with the real sickle!

But he knows one thing. At present, Hephaestus is a reliable ally.

"When did you make this false sickle for Cronus?"

"Nearly a hundred years, I can\'t remember," said Hephaestus, shaking his head. "I didn\'t think of you. I really forgot it. Athena refused to take out the sickle until she cut the barrier with the sickle. I didn\'t find that the sickle was fake. It was something I made. I wouldn\'t read it wrong."

"A hundred years... In these 100 years, he and the Lord of God\'s punishment have been at peace."

Hermes stirred the glue and thought about Cronus\'s intention.

"Cronus lives to this day thanks to the sickle, which is the strongest artifact in the world and the only artifact that can hurt the God punishing Lord. The God punishing Lord should not kill him because he is afraid of his sickle, but he made a fake sickle for you. What do you want?"

Hermes called out a split, took two clay dolls from the shelf of Hephaestus and made a demonstration.

"In the first case, the Lord of divine punishment found that Cronus\' sickle had been robbed by Athena and went directly to deal with Cronus. Cronus suddenly took out the sickle and hit the Lord of divine punishment while he was unprepared. Cronus won.

In the second case, the Lord of divine punishment was afraid of Athena and focused on Athena. Cronus took the opportunity to stab the Lord of divine punishment in the back, and Cronus won.

The third situation is the current situation. Athena took the initiative to deal with the Lord of divine punishment with a sickle. Both sides fought until both sides were hurt. Cronus then took the opportunity to stab both sides in the back. Cronus still won.

By this inference, in either case, the winner is always Cronus. "

While talking, Hermes broke the doll\'s head. Hephaestus looked at it and said, "that doll, at least two pearls."

"I owe you first, and the pearls have been taken away," said Hermes. "It\'s dangerous, really dangerous. If I join the war, both sides will really lose..."

"But you didn\'t fight, so it was you who won."

"It\'s too dangerous!" Hermes shook his head. "A little negligence will be doomed."

Hermes was still afraid, and pan and Manda had come to him.

Hermes raised his head and stared at Manda for a long time.

Manda bowed her head. He was very nervous.

How to express excitement? Should there be a little tears in your eyes?

Pan Shen smiled and said, "he\'s coming."

Hermes nodded and said, "who is he?"

As soon as Manda trembled, the feelings she had been brewing for a long time disappeared in an instant.

Pan Shen looked at Hermes in surprise: "he is your son. Have you... Forgotten him?"

"It\'s my son! How could I forget him!" Hermes put one hand around Manda and the other hand was stirring the glue. "You\'re here at last, my son."

"I\'ve been waiting for your call, father." Manda\'s voice began to tremble, and the feelings that had been brewing slowly came back.

"You are so tall, my son!"

"I have been growing up under your gaze."

What\'s the situation? Isn\'t he staring at me every day?

"Do you know how much I miss you? My son!"

"I miss you too, my father!" tears came out.

"What\'s your name again? My son!"

"Man..." tears hung all over her cheeks like a burst of dike. Manda turned to look at Pan Shendao, "is father okay!"

Pan Shen shrugged and said, "most of the time is good."

Hermes grabbed Manda\'s shoulder and said, "I need your help."

"Will go through fire and water for you, father!"

Hermes handed the stick to Manda: "take this and stir it slowly!"

"OK!" Manda took the wooden pole and inserted it into the huge copper pot. "What skills do I need to use?"

"No skills required."

"Do you want to infuse divine power?"

"No divine power is needed."

"Then I..."

"Just stir well."

Hermes sat next to Hephaestus and whispered, "can you help me make another balance?"

"How true?"

"Well, the balance you gave me is true."

"About eight."

"It\'s not pure!"

"The material you gave is not enough. I must add something else!"

……

Manda looked at the old goat and asked, "when will this pot of paste be mixed?"

Pan Shen looked stern and said, "don\'t have so many problems. This is your training!"

Manda took the stick and said, "that\'s what you brought me from earth for?"