The only thing Ning Shu is worth a little money is divine blood, Poseidon's divine blood, but he doesn't know if the other party recognizes the goods.

"I can help you realize what your wishes are." Ning Shu asked, "Next time I do a task, I must exchange some clothes for them."

Otherwise, just like the current situation, naked. Run!

The girl shook her head, then thought of something, paused and said, "It has not rained for two months, and there is almost no water in the well."

Even if there is water, it is still a little turbid water. I have been praying to the gods for a long time, but it has not rained.

The girl said it casually and didn't expect it to rain in Ningshu.

Ning Shu said: "If it rains, would you give me your clothes?"

The girl didn't believe it at all, "If it rains, I'll give you the fabric and make you a beautiful dress."

Only gods can control the four seasons. When it rains and winds, this woman suddenly burst out with hair and looks very beautiful, but it does not mean it will rain.

"It will rain tonight, you can get your clothes ready." Ning Shu said.

Ning Shu pointed his fingers to reduce the temperature of the clouds. The cooler the water vapor in the air, it will turn into water. This is the principle of artificial rainfall.

The girl was skeptical and didn't believe Ning Shu at all. Ning Shu didn't care. She found a place to sit down and support her chin and asked the girl weaving, "What's your name?"

The girl said without raising her head, "Arakney, aren't you leaving?"

"I have no place to go now, I still have to wait for your clothes." Ning Shuqiu said indifferently, "But I feel your name sounds a bit familiar."

Arakney, who can weave cloth, Ning Shu asked, "This is Ridya."

"Yes." Alakney.

Ning Shu:...

Ning Shu looked at the woman with a little dark skin and tskated. After running so far, she met someone involved with Athena.

The young girl of Redea is named Arakney, and her textile level is unmatched.

The woven shawl is as thin as a cicada's wing but as warm as fur. The patterns on the fabric are vivid, and even birds fly into the house through the window to peck at the cherries on the embroidered pieces.

She was young and everyone praised her. She couldn't control herself and shouted: "I am the best Weaver Girl in the world, I am better than Athena."

Athena knew, and of course the other gods heard it.

Athena immediately set out to the small village of Redeya where Arakney lived. Arakney was spinning and weaving cloth in the house. Suddenly, he heard a knock on the door and opened the door.

A tall blonde beauty stood at the door, reserved and solemn. She probably guessed who this beauty was and knelt down under the beauty's knees.

A soft voice came from Alakney's head: "Okay, confused girl, I am the Athena you mocked. Can you give me a reason not to kill you?"

Alakney shook his head desperately, sobbing in silence, asking for Athena's forgiveness

"Poor child, you can be proud of yourself. Your talent destroys you like a stinger of a scorpion."

Athena gave him a chance, and the two bet on weaving cloth. Whoever can weave beautiful cloth, the loser will never touch the spindle.

Of course, Alakney lost in the end. Alakney was extremely scared and fearful, so he directly took a hemp rope and hanged himself.

Athena looked at Arakney's face, her eyes were protruding, and her hair was erect.

So Athena touched Alakney's shoulder with her hands. Alakney's face turned from purple to black, her eyes became more prominent, her body contracted, and her hands and feet became longer.

Athena touched the hanging rope again, and the rope swayed and became thinner and thinner until it turned into a slender silk, shaving a hairy, multi-legged insect hanging on one end of the silk.

The bet that the loser will not touch the spindle or weave it. The kind Athena turned her into a spider and let her continue to spin silk in the bushes.

Ning Shu:...

If someone wants to die, you will let someone die, and turn people into ugly spiders.

Turn Medusa into an ugly snake demon, and turn a girl into a spider.

How many are so ugly-_-||

Because of his excellent textile technology, Athena became an old woman and made Alakney respect the gods.

Arakney didn't care much, Athena must have been angry, and she really thought that the gods were magnanimous.

Ning Shu said: "You are very awesome, these cloths are so beautiful."

"Actually, I can weave a more beautiful cloth." Alakney said.

"It is very important to be humble, and making a fortune in silence is the king." Although Alakney is a human woman with great talent, she has no power to tie a chicken. This result is certain.

As the founder of teaching human textile technology, would Athena tolerate a human being saying that someone can weave better than her?

"I don't understand what you're talking about. Everyone says I'm pretty woven," said Alakney.

Ning Shu supported her chin and looked out the window. Some dark clouds gathered in the sky, blocking the sun and the earth became a little dark.

"You can make clothes for me. Now it's covered with dark clouds. It will definitely rain until the night." Ning Shu said.

"When it really rains, I will be able to make the clothes for you soon," said Alanik.

Ning Shu sat cross-legged on the ground and started practicing. He seized the time to practice.

With a roar, thunder appeared in the sky. Alanik was a little startled and walked out of the house and looked at the sky.

In addition to Alanik, there are many people waiting for the rain to come out of the house.

The thunder became increasingly dense. Ning Shu stopped practicing, ran out of the house, and flew to a place close to the thunder.

Ning Shu stood on a tree, watching the lightning approaching, and decided to attract thunder and absorb the power of thunder.

Ning Shu took a deep breath to provoke the lightning, and a lightning struck Ning Shu mercilessly.

Ning Shu's hair stood up, and smoked, Ning Shu opened her mouth and vomited white smoke.

There was a thunder power flowing in his body. I wonder if it was because he had been baptized by Zeus's thunder power before. Ning Shu felt that this thunder power was not as painful as Zeus's thunder power.

Ning Shu absorbed the power of thunder and the crackling power of thunder in the dantian are also rewarding.

Ning Shu kept provoking thunder and lightning, and the thunder rumbling sounds struck Ning Shu one after another.

Ning Shu opened his mouth and vomited smoke, and his flesh was about to be roasted.

After the thunder and lightning, the heavy rain came, and everyone took out pots and put them on their heads to catch the rain. Some people ran wildly in the rain or danced.

Ning Shu returned to the house, and the thatched hut was leaking and dripping.

Alanik had packed up his own fabric and was about to make clothes for Ning Shu. He looked at Ning Shu carefully and asked, "I will make clothes for you. Are you a god?"

"No." Ning Shu sat down cross-legged and began to practice, suppressing the rioting power of thunder in his dantian.
Chapter completed!