Chapter 1,329 The Challenge of Ending Work Quickly
Ananu held a hoe and stood on the "field" assigned to him by Gilgamesh, his face expressionless.
Isn't this a wasteland?
"It's like this, Ananu." Siduli explained to Ananu, "The land that has been cultivated in Uruk is already cultivated by farmers, so the king can only allocate you a new piece of land.
Come and reclaim it.”
Ananu nodded, indicating that he understood, but he still had other questions.
"What is this used for?"
He raised the heavy hardwood hoe in his hand, looking a little puzzled.
"This is a 'hoe', which is used to dig the ground."
Siduli explained, but seeing that Ananu still didn't understand, she took the initiative to take the hoe from Ananu's hand and demonstrated it.
"Just like this, dig the ground loosely so that you can bury the seeds in the ground."
"I see, are these wheat seeds?"
Ananu picked up the bag next to him again and asked.
"Yes." Siduli nodded, "After you plant the wheat seeds, you need to water them and build a fence to prevent wild beasts in the forest from eating the newly grown wheat seedlings."
She said and glanced at other fields: "The farming season is almost over now, please let the wheat seeds enter the land as soon as possible."
"I understand." Ananu nodded and walked away with the hoe.
Siduli looked at Enkidu again: "Then, come with me."
Siduri went to arrange Enkidu's work, while Ananu began digging the ground.
The hoe was as light as nothing in his hand, but Ananu always felt...
...
evening.
Gilgamesh sat on his throne boredly and yawned.
He has already taken care of his work and other matters, and now there is nothing for him to care about except spring plowing.
No, there are still some.
"So those two actually went to farm and herd cattle?"
He looked at Siduli with interest.
"Yes."
"I, the king, will go and have a look. Tianzhi is farming and Tianzhuo is grazing. This kind of scene - even I have never appreciated it."
He is still very happy now.
Although he was beaten, the weapons made by the gods were still working for him.
Isn't this a humiliation to those gods?
With such a mood, Gilgamesh came to the place outside the city where Ananu was farming.
Gilgamesh:......?
He rubbed his eyes.
After confirming that what he saw was real, Gilgamesh closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and pinched his eyebrows.
Hiss...it feels a bit evil.
This scene...
Ananu was flying in mid-air. There were many ripples in the sky above the land he assigned to Ananu, and what emerged from the ripples were the detected fragments.
Gilgamesh could recognize that the feeling of magic coming from those things was exactly the same as the square pillar that suddenly hit him from below the ground that day. Moreover, the square stick could also be scattered and reorganized. These things should be that
What the square stick looks like after it is broken down.
These things turned into... hoes, and some other things, which were just used for digging the ground anyway.
This piece of land that would take one person more than a week to cultivate, Ananu has actually cultivated.
but--
Why use the Key of Heaven?
Ananu is not the only one who is evil.
When Gilgamesh saw Enkidu tying all the cattle and sheep he was responsible for with the shackles of heaven and holding them not far from him, he felt his blood pressure rise.
"You are not fit for farming or grazing."
That night, Gilgamesh summoned Ananu and Enkidu and shook his head.
Ananu and Enkidu sat next to them, with big question marks on their faces.
Why?
"Don't ask me why. I will take back all the land, cattle and sheep tomorrow. You can go on and find what you want to do. Until you find it, just stay in the palace."
Gilgamesh rubbed his temples, his expression slightly ferocious.
The people around were almost frightened to death by the "reclamation" of Ananu's big movement.
Is that fucking reclamation? The noise was more outrageous than the explosion. It is estimated that the farmers nearby will either suffer from insomnia or suffer from mental breakdown in the next few days.
And Enkidu, he is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.
The cows were okay and had a gentler temperament, and two of the sheep had already been bled by Gilgamesh.
For no reason, I was so frightened that I went insane.
The magic power fluctuations on the Heavenly Lock had no impact on living things. He estimated that the other sheep and cows would be slaughtered and eaten in a short time.
Ananu and Enkidu still looked innocent.
"I don't know why, but I feel like you are very angry. Are you okay?" Ananu asked with concern.
Gilgamesh looked stunned.
"If you feel uncomfortable, it is recommended to see a doctor." Enkidu added.
"...Can you two get out of here?" Gilgamesh wanted to punch someone.
The two brothers looked at each other.
"As expected of the king of Uruk, he is really moody."
"After all, being portrayed that way, it would be strange if he wasn't moody."
It's high, and the blood pressure is high.
Ananu and Enkidu walked away as if nothing happened, leaving Gilgamesh sitting alone on the throne.
His face was so red that he almost said "warning, warning" twice.
But in the end, he sighed a little irritably and dispersed his anger.
These two people are obviously not human. They should not have been born very long, otherwise they would not be so...inhuman.
If as time goes by, these two people still have the same personality that likes to choke, then Gilgamesh will have to consider whether his decision to leave these two people in his own Uruk was right.
but.......
The cruel and moody king?
Gilgamesh stood up from the throne, walked outside his palace, and stood at the top of the human world, overlooking the entire Uruk.
The night in late spring was still a bit cold, and the cool breeze blew through his body, but he couldn't feel the slightest bit of coldness.
The red lines on his body were still flashing, and Gilgamesh took a deep breath.
"Huh, what do those old people think of me? What does it have to do with me?"
He looked at his city.
Ever since the throne belonging to the king was handed over to him by Lugalbanda, the city has grown stronger day by day. Even if he started a war, he has never lost, and the city is getting bigger and bigger.
He doesn't feel that he has done anything wrong.
What is wrong are those gods who enjoy immortality and human sacrifices even though their divine power has been completely diluted and has no effect at all.
After looking up at the sky and the distant Anunnaki realm, Gilgamesh snorted coldly, turned around, and walked back to his palace.