Chapter 1 A Brain Full of Paste

Compared to dealing with the Vivian who had lost her memories before, Hao Ren felt that dealing with the Vivian with a brain full of paste was significantly more difficult—the Vivians he had encountered in the previous regressions, although they had forgotten the things they experienced in the twenty-first century, at least their minds were clear. As long as he could deceive them on the spot (even if only temporarily), it was equivalent to a great success, and there would be no further problems with subsequent actions. However, this one in front of him… she was always in the intermediate state of being successfully deceived by you. After babbling to her for a long time and finally gaining a little trust, the first thing she would say after rolling her eyes was, "Who are you?"...

Is this damn thing ever going to end!

Hao Ren finally gave up on introducing himself to the brain-damaged version of the Countess in front of him. He sighed resignedly and pointed to the two Hesperides, one big and one small, beside him: "In short, these two are your little bats. Anyway, you know your own memory, so don't bother exploring why two little bats suddenly popped up. My friend and I brought your two daughters here to pick you up from the mountain. You don't need to investigate why you're on the mountain..."

Vivian listened confusedly, her hand unconsciously stroking Little Hesperides' head: "Indeed, it's this tall... Oh, oh, I see, going down the mountain, right? Thank you. I remember I came to the mountain to save someone, but I can't remember the details... By the way, who are you?"

Hao Ren: "..."

He sighed deeply and turned to look in Poseidon's direction: "We're done communicating here. If you have any preparations to make, start now. Who should leave, who should stay, and what needs to be taken with you, prepare now. We don't have much time."

In fact, without Hao Ren's reminder, the Olympian gods had already arranged the breakout properly. The list had been drawn up, and in order to increase the chances of a successful breakout as much as possible, the number of people was reduced again and again, finally being compressed to only ten. As for the divine artifacts and treasures that had to be taken away, they were also economized as much as possible. This was an escape, not a moving trip. No matter how precious the treasures were, they were not as important as the bloodline of Olympus. To be honest, if simply traveling light could increase the success rate, Poseidon and Zeus would probably have wanted those ten people to run out naked...

Moreover, Hao Ren was also very clear about another thing: the real person carrying the scrolls and artifacts was someone else. The famous demigod hero Hercules had already broken through before the situation had deteriorated to this point. Whatever Zeus wanted to pass on was all on Hercules.

Hao Ren didn't care who the ten people on the list were, because most of them were just historical names to him. He just confirmed that one thing was the same as in history: Hesperides' name was on the list.

As one of the few outstanding individuals among the genetically deteriorated descendants, Hesperides was also a well-known "god" on Mount Olympus. Naturally, she was qualified to stay in this hall. Moreover, while Hao Ren and Vivian were talking, she somehow started chatting with Lily, and the two seemed to be getting along quite happily—in fact, with Lily's familiar and silly personality, she could get along happily with anyone who wasn't trying to kill her whole family.

At this time, Hesperides was still a gentle and quiet "goddess," not the personality-splitting Berserker that she would become in the next two thousand years due to brain damage. She wore an elegant bright yellow dress, a gold flower crown, and did not have a hole in her head—in the original history, she should have been accidentally separated from the group while breaking out of Mount Olympus with Vivian, resulting in a large hole being opened in her head by the Hasu-led sweep team. In this sandbox world built with dreams, memories, and fragments of information, Hesperides obviously didn't need to suffer that brain-piercing magic arrow: the Hasu who shot the hole in her head was still spiraling into the sky at supersonic speed on the border of Olympus...

At this moment, everyone was a stranger. There was no need to consider the friendship of the twenty-first century. Hao Ren briefly greeted Hesperides and the other Olympian deities, then, in order to reassure Poseidon and the others, he went to the temple treasury and picked out a few supposedly super-precious "artifacts" as tokens of friendly cooperation between the two sides. Then, he dragged the still-paste-brained Vivian to prepare for the "breakout."

...Actually, Hao Ren didn't want those so-called "treasures" at all. He, a person from outside the sandbox world, of course knew the details of this world. Those so-called treasures were all temporary data calculated by the World Arbitration Agency. Once the sandbox system was turned off, everything would be gone...

The ten selected Olympian "gods" all put on ornate armor for battle. Even Hesperides was wearing a shimmering light armor, holding a glittering twilight scepter. The magical brilliance behind her looked like wings. She looked like a top-up newbie with QQ membership, following behind Hao Ren: In order to avoid causing the wavering of other survivors in the temple, Poseidon did not publicly announce the "fire seed escape plan." These ten people were selected under the pretext of breaking out to find reinforcements, so naturally they looked magnificent and imposing when they left. This was to reassure the others in the temple.

However, after leaving the temple courtyard and about to reach the back door, Hao Ren ordered these people to take off their gorgeous, blinding equipment and uniformly put on simple Roman civilian attire.

"Wearing this stuff out is like saying you don't want to die fast enough," he said, hands on his hips, looking at the group of unwilling Olympian "gods" in front of him. "We're on a ten-thousand-mile escape, not a grand parade. Standing on the battlefield like searchlights, are you afraid the demon hunters won't be able to aim?"

Hesperides looked at Lily next to her with a confused expression: "What is a searchlight?"

Lily blurted out: "It's a target."

"Oh, thank you."

Vivian had one large and one small Hesperides standing on either side of her. She seemed to be a little more awake now, but she couldn't remember the cause and effect of her coming here. At this time, she was asking her "two daughters" about what was happening on Mount Olympus and what this large group of people was preparing to do. Little Hesperides was still an innocent and simple little girl at the moment, and she could be said to know nothing about the complicated divine war, only knowing to act spoiled by her mother. Big Hesperides, on the other hand, explained the current situation in detail, and cleverly put Hao Ren and Lily into the events in the process of explaining, so that the appearance of herself and the others would be more reasonable and credible.

Obviously, Vivian still trusted the little bats that had fallen out of her quite a bit. Originally, she had been asking questions when she was dragged away, but at this time, she had no more doubts—except for asking Hao Ren's name every now and then...

On the other side, in the hall where Poseidon was, Zeus was finally on his deathbed.

The demon hunters' mobilization on the blockade line did not weaken their offensive against the temple. Poseidon waved the Sea King's Trident once again, turning the dome of the hall into a transparent sea, and the large barrier that was constantly rippling under the bombardment of magic bullets was once again presented in front of everyone.

Zeus looked at the shaking light and shadow. The light of life gradually faded from his face. Soon, his flesh withered like that of his brother who was immersed in necromancy all year round. On that rapidly decaying and decaying face, only a pair of eyes filled with electric light still had a trace of brightness.

In the sky full of light bullets, he seemed to see the days when he led his people to build this "divine mountain," the era of barbarism and darkness on the earth, and the appearance of humans still wearing animal skins and living in caves.

Unconsciously, human city-states had spread all over the earth, and the palaces they built were also decent. But Mount Olympus in the sky... after thousands of years of standing still, it was about to usher in destruction.

For the first time in thousands of years, Zeus finally realized the existence of those "mortals," realized their development and growth, and realized that those short-lived primitive races might become the masters of the earth: because the kingdom of the gods was about to be destroyed, but humans were still alive and would live for many years to come.

Zeus did not have the ability to predict the future, but with his wisdom and intuition, he vaguely perceived the direction the world was about to take.

Unfortunately, no one could hear his epiphany at this moment.

He felt as if he had said everything he had foreseen, but in Poseidon's eyes, he just moved his lips a few times, and then stared at the "meteor shower" on the dome and swallowed his last breath.

Hao Ren and his party left the palace from the back door of Poseidon's temple, but they did not immediately cross the Crusaders' blockade line as the Olympian "gods" had imagined. In fact, they did not move in the direction of escaping the battlefield at all, but instead made an arc around the temple, avoiding the demon hunters' sight under the cover of a group of ruins, and finally came to a small high ground nearby.

Here was a small palace that had almost completely collapsed, perhaps the residence of one of Poseidon's descendants. It was located between the Crusaders and Poseidon's temple, but due to the demon hunters' troop movements, it was temporarily safe.

Of course, if one stood on the only remaining tower of the palace and looked out, one could still see countless Crusaders' flags fluttering in the wind, covering the mountains and plains, seemingly endless.

"What are we doing here?" an Olympian asked, with some unease in his voice. "This is too close to the demon hunters' territory. It doesn't seem like a good direction to break through..."

"Break through? We're not breaking through for the time being," Hao Ren looked at this xx "god" whose name had not even been left in mythological history, shook his head, and smiled. "We first have to meet a friend who is responding from the outside, and then start the next journey."

He added in his heart: It's just that the next journey has nothing to do with you.

"There are people responding from the outside?" Hesperides frowned. "I really don't know how you did it... With such great abilities, you shouldn't be unknown."

"We're from a distant... anyway, not locals," Hao Ren waved his hand casually, then gave a preventive shot. "By the way, the person who comes later might scare you, but don't panic. It's one of our own. His identity is a magical disguise, um, a magical disguise."

Although he said that, Hao Ren knew in his heart that this was just talk: In the face of innate hostility, any psychological preparation was bullshit. When Hasu came in later, the first reaction of these Olympians would definitely be to draw their knives, and even Hesperides would be no exception (that's why he forced these people to disarm before). But he couldn't solve these "unstable factors" on the spot in front of Vivian, so he could only wait for the situation to develop.

Anyway, he had already prepared: When Hasu came in later, he would directly throw a concussion grenade on the ground, and then take advantage of the chaos to pull Vivian back to her senses. Anyway, Vivian's awakening was just a matter of moments. A demon hunter elder-level combat power wouldn't be killed by ten unarmed Olympian second-tier "gods" in such a short period of time, right?

While Hao Ren was brewing his plan in his mind, he didn't notice when Vivian had leaned over. He looked up and saw the latter staring straight at him, and was immediately startled: "What's wrong?!"

Vivian looked at Hao Ren for a while, and asked seriously: "Who are you?"

Hao Ren: "I %$#￥%$#%$！！"