Chapter 235: Please Grant Wisdom Of Freedom
Metis said softly: “Rise.”
“Yes!” Kalaunia’s voice was still trembling slightly due to excessive excitement.
She had to make a great effort to control herself, as her divine body, quivering from the surge of power, slowly stood up.
After rising, she immediately and instinctively stood behind Metis, head held high and chest out, her posture filled with immense pride, as if she had already become a loyal personal guard.
After turning the little messenger of her beloved God King into her own little follower as well, Metis turned her gaze back to Prometheus.
She asked softly: “Prometheus, my respected friend, now you can speak. What exactly do you need my help with?”
Prometheus quickly composed his mind and said humbly: “Respected Goddess of Wisdom, please first take a look at the results achieved by Epimetheus and me during this time.”
Metis nodded gently.
Prometheus and Epimetheus led Metis to inspect the new life forms and explained everything to her in detail.
Meanwhile, Kalaunia followed obediently like a shadow, respectfully trailing behind.
After thoroughly understanding all the life forms created by the two brothers during this time, Metis couldn’t help but secretly admire in her heart.
No wonder her beloved God King entrusted them with the heavy responsibility of creating life and prospering the world.
The two brothers were truly perfect together!
This pair, the Sons of Iapetus, the God of Foresight and the God of Hindsight.
One was full of foresight, highly forward-thinking, calm and rational in character, accustomed to deriving future consequences from the most essential levels, planning before acting.
The other could summarize all past experiences and learn from them.
He dared to boldly explore and experiment, and would also learn from mistakes, correct errors, grow through repeated mistakes, and progress through repeated attempts.
The two represented “knowledge” and “action.”
One symbolized “design” and “planning,” the other “practice” and “action.”
“Foresight” was the imaginative planning for the future; “hindsight” was the reflection on past experiences.
Without the reflection of “hindsight,” “foresight” might devolve into blind adventure; without the guidance of “foresight,” “hindsight” would only lead to endless regret and remedy due to recklessness.
In this world, there is no infallible “foresight,” nor useless “hindsight.”
The former provided the entire civilization with “the courage to break through” and “forward-thinking comprehensive cognition.”
The latter provided the entire civilization with “stable assurance” and “experiential reflection of learning lessons.”
The two seemed completely opposed but were actually dialectically unified.
Only by perfectly combining the two could a race or civilization continuously roll forward in cycles of exploration and correction!
These two brothers each had fatal flaws if taken alone.
One had an overbearing arrogance and conceit, often overly confident.
Once a plan was set, he wouldn’t mind risking adventure, even disregarding potentially catastrophic consequences.
The other had innate rashness and ignorance that couldn’t be erased, always charging ahead boldly.
For things he didn’t understand, he would just do it first!
He easily saw only the present, completely ignoring the future.
Or rather, he couldn’t even imagine how his small actions would lead to the future.
But as long as the two brothers worked together wholeheartedly, they formed the perfect complement.
Each’s flaws were perfectly compensated by the other’s strengths.
Thus unleashing power far beyond the sum of their individual strengths, a miraculous force.
Not “ten plus ten,” but “ten times ten.”
Of course, the premise was that they truly worked together wholeheartedly.
Otherwise, putting these two gods together would be “ten minus ten.”
Fortunately, under Zeus’s command, the two brothers were currently maintaining unity.
Though they often quarreled over small frictions and mutual dislikes, on the overall direction, they could still advance together.
Metis had seen all their creations from this time and was extremely satisfied.
Under their complementarity, the two brothers fully demonstrated the extraordinary ability of the sons of the Cyclical Recycler.
Now, the living beings of the entire world had basically formed a self-sustaining virtuous cycle biological chain.
Previously, during the world’s most primitive ignorant evolution, many living beings had emerged, but they were all relatively low-level life forms.
Moreover, their reproduction was in a state of unchecked primitiveness.
The entire world was bizarre and chaotic, extremely unbalanced and unfavorable for world development.
Now, the two brothers had optimized the world’s living beings, building a cyclically evolving biological chain, and development was finally healthy.
As long as it evolved steadily like this, the world was sure to become increasingly prosperous.
Epimetheus indeed had many ingenious ideas, creating many magnificent and interesting creatures.
This world was indeed much better than before.
However, Metis didn’t feel that spark of brilliance, nor the sense that the world had been renewed.
The world hadn’t truly met her beloved God King’s requirements.
Even she herself wasn’t entirely satisfied.
Metis always felt something was missing.
Missing that crucial point that could truly illuminate everything, the core essence.
She thought to herself: ‘No wonder Prometheus is so humble, coming personally to seek my help. It seems this crucial point has truly stumped them.’
But what exactly was missing from the entire world?
The Goddess of Wisdom silently pondered and gradually fell into deep thought.
The three deities beside her didn’t dare disturb the pondering Goddess of Wisdom.
For a moment, the area fell silent, even the birds and insects in the woods silenced by an invisible force, muting all sounds.
Between heaven and earth, only the purest sound of the breeze brushing all things remained.
The wind also brushed the soft, violet beautiful hair of the Goddess of Wisdom, lifting a wisp of ethereal light.
On this woodland clearing, under the cool breeze.
In Metis’s mind, a brilliant invisible lightning flashed like divine revelation, instantly illuminating the vast divine thought of the Goddess of Wisdom!
Metis’s heart roared, and she suddenly understood.
Wisdom!
The world lacked wisdom.
It lacked true sentient beings!
It lacked true sentient beings who could truly understand, feel, and ultimately bear all of this world!
Sentient beings capable of living in this world, dominating and leading all mortals!
A new, true sentient being with infinite possibility!
For the universe to truly prosper, relying solely on mortal spirits with meager wisdom following primal instincts was absolutely impossible.
This world still needed a true wise life race.
Metis connected all the clues.
The first God King Uranus once granted spirituality to all existence, establishing the universe’s foundational framework, and with the Mother of All gestated many Great Gods as the world’s foundation.
The second God King Cronus, with his supreme “creation” authority, created numerous Nymphs and Elemental Deities, filling this universe with various life forms.
Meanwhile, many Primordial Great Gods united and gave birth to a new generation of gods.
The world thus slowly prospered, and the gods were no longer trapped in eternal loneliness, pain, and torment.
Now, her beloved God King, the third God King Zeus, needed more sentient beings, enough to cover the entire universe!
And just before, with her beloved’s help, she had achieved the flawless “Supreme Wisdom.”
At this moment, Metis understood everything.
No wonder her beloved, at the Council of Gods, after ordering the Prometheus brothers to create life, immediately set off for the Underworld.
He wasn’t coveting the Lady of Night’s beauty.
Well…
At least that wasn’t the main purpose.
His primary purpose was to strip the Old God King and those Primal Titans of their law authorities, to help her achieve this supreme flawless “wisdom.”
And also to obtain the Old God King’s most crucial “creation” authority.
Only thus could this universe truly usher in an unprecedented era of prosperity!
Everything, all of it, was under his control.
Even, very possibly
including the current Prometheus, and this play of him “seeking help.”
Metis was stunned absent-minded for a long time before coming back to herself.
She let out a long sigh from the bottom of her heart.
Even having achieved perfect “Supreme Wisdom,” she still felt her beloved God King was profoundly unfathomable.
But such a God King was her beloved.
He loved her deeply and lusted for her deeply.
Thinking of this, her heart filled with sweet happiness and a bit of proud joy.
Since she understood everything, Metis probably guessed what the God of Foresight before her wanted to do.
This usually arrogant and wise God of Foresight must be dissatisfied with all current creations in the world.
He must want to create a true sentient being!
Even one possessing “divine wisdom.”
And without her assistance, he absolutely couldn’t do it.
Moreover, without her participation, with her identity as the “God King’s first wife” to endorse it.
His act, nearly “usurping” divine majesty, would bring total destruction to all his future creations.
Even he himself would pay the heaviest price.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t act so humbly.
Metis frowned inwardly, sighing: What a bold god!
To dare create a race with true “wisdom.”
Even mortal spirits.
If this weren’t also the outcome her beloved wanted, he should immediately go join his father and brothers!
Were all Sons of Iapetus this audacious?
Metis looked at Prometheus, her golden eyes of insight scrutinizing him carefully, but she didn’t speak immediately.
Prometheus remained composed on the surface, appearing open and at ease.
In reality, his heart was in utter panic.
Though he was always proud of his cleverness, he wasn’t arrogant enough to think he was smarter than this Goddess of Wisdom.
If the Goddess of Wisdom truly didn’t cooperate, or had seen through his thoughts…
His fate would probably be no better than his foolish second brother’s.
But Metis did nothing.
After staring at him for several breaths, she finally said in a calm tone betraying no emotion: “Son of Iapetus, the life you and Epimetheus created is very good, and your combing of the world’s mortal spirits is also very good.”
“However, I also feel something is indeed missing.”
“Relying solely on these current dim-witted, muddled mortal spirits cannot truly make the world prosperous, nor truly alleviate the gods’ loneliness.”
“So, what ideas do you have about this?”
Prometheus then slightly relaxed his heart, which had been in his throat.
He pretended to have just been inspired, agreeing: “Respected Goddess of Wisdom, none is wiser than you; you are absolutely right!”
“This is exactly what we brothers are troubled by; we always feel the world is missing something.”
“Though we have created many life forms, we feel relying on them is insufficient to truly prosper the world, let alone fulfill His Greatness’s expectations.”
“But your words just now woke me up.”
“Relying only on those foolish living beings naturally cannot make the world prosper. To prosper the world, we need living beings with truly great wisdom!”
“Our great His Greatness is so generous, merciful, and compassionate! His Greatness brought peace and tranquility to the entire universe!”
“His Greatness cherishes all living beings; under the new great Holy Justice Order established by His Greatness, everything flourishes.”
“Indeed, we need a life form with true wisdom to understand His Greatness’s greatness, to worship His Greatness, to manifest His Greatness’s sacredness and mercy!”
“Respected Goddess of Wisdom, what do you think?”
Hearing this, Metis’s lips curved into a faint smile, and she nodded slightly: “Indeed, what you say makes some sense.”
“So, Prometheus, what specific ideas do you have about this?”
Prometheus felt his heart pounding violently again.
An inexplicable surge of passion flowed from his chest to his limbs, filling him with endless strength and courage!
He suppressed his excitement, carefully choosing words, and slowly said: “Noble and great Goddess of Wisdom.”
“I believe this world still lacks a race with true ‘wisdom.'”
“They can represent all mortal spirits, worship our great His Greatness, and spread His Greatness’s greatness and immortality.”
“For only true wise life can be worthy of, and capable of, truly feeling His Greatness’s greatness!”
“Moreover, the current mortals are numerous but uncoordinated, chaotic and disorderly. Most are stupid and clumsy, truly hard to manage.”
“If we create such wise life, we can make them lead the mortal spirits, combing and commanding the many life forms among mortal spirits.”
“Thus, we gods need only manage this one race, saving us much unnecessary mental effort.”
While speaking, Prometheus carefully observed Metis’s reaction.
But he saw nothing.
He cautiously asked: “Respected Goddess of Wisdom Your Excellency, what do you think of my idea?”
Metis smiled faintly: “It sounds like a good idea, very reasonable.”
“But in this great endeavor, what do you need me to do?”
Prometheus’s heart surged even more; he suppressed his agitation, pretending calm and casual: “Great and wise Wisdom Master, we brothers are foolish and straightforward gods.”
“A race with true ‘wisdom’ is impossible to create with our meager power.”
“In this entire universe, only you, the great God King’s first wife, with your supreme wisdom, can grant true ‘wisdom’ to mortal spirits!”
Metis nodded, raising no objections.
She calmly asked: “Very well. But how much wisdom should we grant them? How to grasp the ‘degree’?”
Prometheus felt his heartbeat quicken further.
He swallowed inwardly, following his premeditated plan, cautiously: “If the wisdom we grant is too little, these beings have no reason to exist.”
“But if they have wisdom like gods, that’s even worse. Their small, fragile souls cannot bear the gods’ vast mind and wisdom, nor receive the gods’ sea of information.”
“Of course, the lowly ones are utterly unworthy of supreme wisdom like the gods.”
“So… I suggest you grant them ‘free wisdom.'”
“You only need to plant a small wisdom seed in them, letting them grow freely.”
“As for how far this wisdom grows, leave it to their own destiny.”
Metis stared seriously at Prometheus before her with her golden eyes, having achieved “Supreme Wisdom” and nearly able to insight everything.
Her gaze was like a still deep sea, light slowly flowing within, as if reflecting the causes and effects of all things.
After a long while, she finally said in a calm tone betraying no emotion: “This is indeed a very good idea.”
Prometheus was delighted, about to follow up with fine words to seal the matter.
But before he could speak, Metis turned her gaze to Epimetheus beside him.
In the same flat tone, she asked: “Epimetheus, what do you think?”
Suddenly named by the Goddess of Wisdom, Epimetheus didn’t hesitate.
He grinned honestly, replying in an utterly serious tone: “Respected Goddess of Wisdom, I follow the words of our great His Greatness and you!”
“You are His Greatness’s most beloved first wife; your existence represents His Greatness’s will! So your will is my will! I, Epimetheus, absolutely obey!”
Hearing this, Prometheus inwardly cursed: This idiot! Just one sentence? Not even adding flattering words? Truly a blockhead!
However, after hearing this, Metis showed a gentle smile and said softly: “Very good.”
Then her gaze returned to Prometheus.
That look seemed to see through all the calculations and schemes hidden deep in his heart.
Metis asked faintly: “Prometheus, have you really thought it through?”
This plain, simple question turned into an invisible thunderbolt, instantly piercing all of Prometheus’s divinity!
His divine body jolted, but he blurted without hesitation: “I’m certain!”
Metis nodded expressionlessly, saying no more.
She turned her gaze toward the distant Mount Olympus.
She was seeking her beloved’s final opinion.
At that moment, a seemingly ordinary thin dark cloud quietly gathered above the area.
Metis already knew the answer.
Meanwhile, Prometheus keenly sensed the anomaly.
He always felt his scheme, everything… was going too smoothly.
Smoothly as if everything had been arranged in the dark.
Smoothness is often destiny’s softest net.
This net woven by invisible great hands, threads trembling at unknown controlling fingertips.
