Have You Considered Coming to the Moon to Become a Demon God?

It turned out that the brain lacked the corresponding rendering module, and it was impossible to imagine it at all.

Ishtar leaned on his shoulder again and asked curiously: "Teacher, if the person you like finds out about your relationship with us, won't she punish you?"

Mo Yu pondered for a moment, but found that he still couldn't come up with an answer.

Even though he knew Olga Marie well, it wasn't her after all.

Seeing that his face was a little gloomy, Ishtar held Mo Yu's hand tightly.

"Maybe she hates you, but I won't. No matter what happens, I will stand by your side, teacher."

"Even if I'm wrong?"

"Teacher, do you make mistakes?"

"... Occasionally."

Ishtar tilted his head slightly and thought for a while, then blew the scent of fragrance into his ear with a smile.

"Then I'll try my best to correct you when the time comes. Don't thank me too much, just promise yourself."

At that moment, Mo Yu only felt that the heat was a little itchy. He scratched his ears, but found that the itchy place was his chest.

His resistance to Ishtar is really getting lower and lower.

Chapter 170 You have a problem

After a not-so-big turmoil, Mesopotamia returned to calm, and the plague was effectively controlled under the efforts of Nergal.

As a reward for his efforts during these days, Marduk granted him new powers.

medical god

When Nergal got this power, she burst into tears with excitement.

"Do you think I'm not dying from overwork fast enough?"

The God of Plague, who almost died from overwork (in fact, had died from overwork several times and was forcibly revived by Ai Lei and had to continue working overtime), roared with grief and indignation.

Although he protested with his mouth, Nergal was happy in his heart, and he tasted the sweetness of the treatment of the plague this time.

His status was directly promoted to the level of Saturn, and the number of people who believed in Nergal gradually increased.

Nergal also felt that his small life was becoming more and more important, and he even established a small village to focus on the development of medical treatment.

In this regard, Ishtar is keenly aware of business opportunities.

Even if there is no plague outbreak in Mesopotamia, people will always get sick every day.

Wouldn't it be very lucrative if it could be used to collect medical expenses from other gods?

So she took the initiative to find Nergal, saying that she could provide a large number of people who studied academics to help him build a village, and the request was that she would share [-]% of the future medical income.

It was originally planned to be divided into [-]% and [-]%, but was criticized by Mo Yu, and finally changed to [-]%.

Nergal readily agreed that if he had money, he could also use it to promote his reputation, which was the best of both worlds.

Enlil also seems to have completely disappeared during this time.

At least Mo Yu didn't see her again until he hunted a young boar for grilled pork chops, and then Enlil descended from the sky with a gloomy expression of 'Why are you again'.

To be honest, the main reason why Mo Yu chose that little boar was because it was round and round and looked delicious.

Mesupotamia is neither big nor small, and has been caught hunting in the wild three times in a row, and Mo Yu feels that he has been calculated by fate.

It was a sunny day, and the sun shone under the mottled forest, making Enlil's skin crystal clear, and his long light green hair was slightly warm, like the warm wind in April.

"...Doesn't the domestic food smell good?"

Perhaps it was an illusion, but after not seeing him for a few days, Mo Yu felt that Enlil's body was a little less air-conditioned, his clear eyes were a little more angry, and he no longer rejected people thousands of miles away, and he could hear a slight resentment in his tone of voice .

It seems that stepping down from the seat of the main god is not all a bad thing.

It is a good thing that she can come into contact with the world she loves more frequently.

Mo Yu probably also understood why Enlil always looked cold before.

If it were any one person who guarded the entire plain without rest throughout the year, and if he guarded it for thousands of years, his soul would definitely be numb.

In the 21st century, let an office worker work continuously for a month, and his anger can ignite the toilet.

"Your complexion looks much better. In fact, you have long wanted to abdicate."

Enlil didn't answer, just stared at the steak in his hand.

Mo Yu glanced at the fat and tender pork chop that was baked with spices and baked in golden yellow, and stretched out his hand to Enlil.

"You can try the barbecue around [-] years ago."

Mo Yu's craftsmanship is quite good, especially barbecue. He was keen on barbecue and hot pot in his previous life, and he often grilled some pigs, geese and chicken.

After 4000 years, this word obviously aroused Enlil's interest, and she wanted to refuse, but the aroma of pork chops penetrated into her nostrils and mouth along the wind around her.

The delicious smell formed by the combination of spices and tender meat is like a tsunami of meat waves, almost swallowing people's defenses.

Seeing that Enlil neither refused nor agreed, Mo Yu knew that she was wavering.

If Mo Yu didn't make further moves, Enlil would soon recover and reject his proposal.

So he threw the grilled pork chop directly at Enlil.

Enlil almost subconsciously supported it with the wind, and then she remembered that this little life had turned into the dead soul of Mo Yu's subordinates, so she didn't need to worry about touching it.

She hesitated and stretched out two jade fingers to pinch the pork chops. The rich aroma, golden color, and grease dripping from the shoulders of her fingers made her a little bit speechless.

"Aren't you used to this smell?" Mo Yu asked.

It's like asking a fairy who doesn't eat fireworks to eat stinky tofu. Let Enlier eat such greasy food, and the picture is indeed a bit wrong.

But it turns out that people with temperament will not lose their demeanor even if they eat this kind of greasy food.

Enlil gently tore off a small piece of shredded meat, stared at the shredded meat for a while, opened his red lips, put the shredded meat into his mouth, and chewed slowly with his mouth closed.

Mo Yu looked at her expectantly.

His craftsmanship has been recognized by both Ai Lei and Ishtar, so he is actually quite confident.

Enlil pursed his lips and took a light breath.

The breath inhaled from the nasal cavity can envelop the aroma of food and stimulate the taste buds more comprehensively, so as to fully experience the taste of food.

"good to eat."

The simple two words may be perfunctory in other people's mouths, but Enlil's evaluation is short and clear.

But Enlil seemed to feel that it was not accurate enough, so he added another sentence.

"It's the best I've ever had."

"Have you ever eaten barbecue made by others before?" Mo Yu asked curiously.

Enlil, who tore off another piece of shredded meat, chewed it carefully for a while, then nodded slightly.

"Father... and mother's, I've eaten them all, but... they're all black."

If the father is Apsu, the mother should be Tiamat.

In Mo Yu's mind, Tiamat was clumsily squatting on the ground and grilling meat, while little Enlil sat and watched. The clumsy mother grilled the meat into coals and handed it to little Enlil anxiously.Enlil, who didn't know the taste of meat, ate the coke with a blank expression. Although he felt something was wrong, he still praised the warm picture of his mother's delicious barbecue.

Very cute.

"What are you thinking?"

Enlil stopped chewing and stared at Mo Yu with sharp eyes.

"It's nothing, I just think that when you were young, you should have a good relationship with God Apsu, right?"

Mo Yu noticed it when he was in the temple.

Every time Tiamat and Apsu were mentioned, the light in Enlil's eyes dimmed.

At close range, Mo Yu could feel the wind around her, feeling a little sad.

She seems to be very concerned about the killing of the god Apsu and the banishment of the god Tiamat.

Enlil nodded slightly.

"Father and mother have been by my side since I was born. Unlike other gods, I was raised by them since I was a child. Father and mother have always told me to protect the gods no matter what when I grow up. The continuation of it makes me love this world."

"You had a happy childhood."

Mo Yu still remembered that when he first traveled to Xingyue, he always wanted to have a mother-in-law.

Forget it, Dad.

Enlil didn't continue to tell, because even if he didn't tell, Mo Yu knew what happened next.

According to history, Apsu hated the gods, and felt that the pessimism of the gods was different. He only felt that the gods were noisy, so he wanted to destroy the gods and let Tiamat recreate a new life.

As a result, Apsu was killed, and Tiamat was exiled afterward.

But according to Enlil's description, there is an obvious contradiction.

"Since they instilled in you the idea of ​​protecting the Age of Gods since childhood, why did they try to destroy the Age of Gods later?" Mo Yu asked suspiciously.

Being directly mentioned the past that she least wanted to think about, Enlil's cold and beautiful face showed pain, and she closed her eyes slightly.

"Father, before he died, he changed a lot, became crazy, and wanted to destroy the world, God Aia was almost killed by him, and mother, she... happened to see the scene where I killed my father... .”

"The result was misunderstood?"

"Ah."

Enlil replied softly.

The sky was bright, but it couldn't lighten her eyes.

Forced to kill his crazy father, and misunderstood by his mother...

The beauty that was once there no longer exists.

Mo Yu subconsciously wanted to comfort Enlil, but seeing her indifferent expression, he knew that ordinary soft words would not work.

He could only change the subject and ask, "What is the reason for God Apsu's madness?"

Enlil shook his head and said, "I have investigated the abyss more than once, but the reason why my father went crazy has never been found."