Aesop sighed softly: "My father has only me, and I have been away from my hometown for almost sixty years. I am afraid there are no relatives there. I just want to take a look at my hometown and find the feeling of falling leaves returning to my roots. My father is a businessman and often takes me with me when I go out. When I was a child, I spent a lot of time in Yalun City. This is the most representative city-state of Heaton. You might as well stay in Yalun City for a few more days. There are many situations here that are different from the countries in Tianshu continent."

The carriage continued to move forward under the guidance of Aesop. After coming to the United Kingdom of Heaton, Medanzo did not continue to sit in the car with Aesop. He got a horse outside the city and rode it alongside the carriage. Medanzo was handsome and free and proud, looking like a guard warrior invited by Aesop, who was returning home in glory, and Amon, who was driving on the shaft, seemed inconspicuous.

While walking through the streets and alleys of Yarren, Medanzo looked around and nodded to the big girl and daughter-in-law who were staring at him. When he arrived no one, he asked Iso again: "In my opinion, Yarren City is only a small city-state, but it seems very rich, the nobles are leisurely and the civilians are very busy.

Listening to their citizen representatives’ discussions in the city-state conference hall, they attach great importance to trade with the outside world. They not only require the states that join the alliance to open up trade, but also the wealthy businessmen also earn the benefits of the states through various methods. The citizen representative meeting here is not willing to strictly investigate the improper profits of their wealthy businessmen outside."

Aesop explained: "There are no large plains that can be cultivated here. There are many materials that need to be imported. Moreover, the rulers here are like the Salem people in the city of Salem. Most of them are smart merchants. They are more willing to engage in higher value jobs and exchange limited labor for more wealth. Yalun is a trade transfer station for the Heaton Kingdom and the Tianshu continent. It is a center. Half of the income of this city-state comes from the profits of navigation trade, and many people here are also knowledgeable."

Medanzo: "When you say this, I remembered that back then, I ran to the Link tribe with things not in the mountains and traded horse steel embryos, so what are the people here trading with the outside world?"

Aesop: "The most important product here is olive oil. The nearby mountains are not suitable for ploughing grains, but they are very suitable for planting olive trees. The olive oil produced by Yalun City Gang is expensive and sold to all parts of the Tianshu continent. The staff in the hands of Yalun Patron Yalun's patron saint is an olive branch. They also export wine, pottery, marble, and mine silver ore to cast silver coins and various handicrafts.

Other commodities on the mainland, including straw paper, spices, wood, cloth, and various grains from Hathi and Barron, are imported, not only for their own use but also for profit. In this city-state, some people live leisurely and chat in the temple square every day, while others live very busy, often sailing on the sea and trading in the merchants."

Amon, who had been squinting his eyes, said again: "I saw someone on the beach outside the city with stones in his mouth, talking endlessly to the empty sea, but not praying but calling and inciting something. They have no clear beliefs and preaching irrelevant or contradictory words."

Amon used his magic to detect the scenes far away outside the city. Aesop explained with a smile: "Those are orators and sophists, and they are training their mouths."

Mei Dan asked, "What are they doing this for?"

Aesop replied: "In such a city-state, it is the most important ability to promote various views and get accepted by the people. Haven't you heard the discussion in the city-state meeting? Sometimes whether a proposal is passed is not entirely in the proposal itself, but in what way people promote it. Merchants often hire specialized speakers to propose proposals that are beneficial to themselves, so some people think that speech and sophistry are one of the greatest techniques in the world."

Amon asked with great interest: "This is indeed a very interesting place. Apart from those orators, what other people in the city do you think are the most distinctive?"

Aesop replied: "There are also wise and wise people. The so-called wise people are not necessarily wise, but they like to ask various questions and try to answer them, and they also travel around to learn various knowledge; the so-called wise people are not necessarily wise, but they are good at questioning and doubting, and attempt to refute any known knowledge. These people often gather in the temple square, preaching to passers-by or asking questions to everyone, which is the most lively place in Yalun."

Amon smiled and said, "A successful sage and wise man should also be excellent orators. Being able to clearly present the thoughts in the soul and let the listener understand profound thoughts is also an achievement. However, if you ignore the things they preach and make sophistry purely for the purpose of achieving your purpose, you will become another kind of person.

As for doubting all knowledge, it can also cause people to think about what is innate and what is created by people? But it is useless to just question and not give an answer. Although the answer may not be perfect, just as mortals cannot determine whether there are gods in this world, but they can perceive the existence of divine nature in human nature."

Aesop replied, “You are my God.”

Amon smiled and said, "I am in Yalun City, just your coachman."

While talking, the carriage stopped in front of an inn. The front of the inn was a tavern and a public bathroom, a place for people to drink and chat, and there were rooms to stay in the yard behind. Aesop said: "Decades have passed, and although the appearance here has changed a lot, it is still an inn."

Medanzo asked, "Aesop, why do you want to live here? There are many places to stay on the way?"

Aesop sighed, "Please understand an old man like me! The last time I followed my father to sea, I lived here in Yalun City. Although they are no longer the same inn, I can still find the breath of memories."

Medanzo jumped off the horse and helped Aesop get out of the car, shouting loudly: "Come here! Prepare the best room for my master, we want to stay."

Amon heard what Aesop said about "the breath of memory", and watched his back walk into the inn, quietly launching an incredible magic in his soul. This magic is similar to the legendary great prophecy technique. It is said that only gods can perform it. The great magicians on earth can also barely see its mystery, which is a traceability magic technique, one of the highest realms of information magic.

He saw a scene in his soul, Aesop became only sixteen years old, overlapping with Aesop's back in front of him, and walked into another inn with his father, which was in the same place now.

Aesop is very rich and can afford the best room. He also has a majestic guard and a simple and capable groom. He looks like an old nouveau riche who has returned from an adventure in the Tianshu continent. The inn owner has a very respectful attitude and always greets him with a smile when he comes in and out, but in addition to envy, he also feels a little jealous and even disdainful.

When the people around him saw Aesop, they had this mentality more or less. Aesop felt clearly. He probably understood it very well, but the old man was calm. The group of three lived in Yalun City, and ordinary people could not see anything magical.

Amon specifically instructed Medanzo that this is already the divine realm of the Olympus divine system. Although he and Zeus have not made any clear agreement yet, it is equivalent to entering other people's oracles without permission. In order to abide by the historical agreements between the various divine systems and not cause unexpected conflicts, he will not show any miracles here and use any divine power. Medanzo should also be careful when acting and cannot be a divine envoy.

Did Zeus and the gods of Olympus know that Amon came to Yaren? Amon himself was not sure about this because he did not feel the feeling of being particularly concerned or locked. He himself was also a main god, and he knew very well that if all living beings only acted in the normal way, they would not attract the special attention of the gods in the divine realm. He came here just to listen, watch, and feel, as an ordinary car driver.

...

The next day, Amon came to Yalun's famous temple square, which is located in Yalun's "Gaocheng". The reason why it is called Gaocheng is because there are three small hills here, with a high geographical location, overlooking the harbor by the sea. On the top of the hill in the middle is the famous Virgo Temple, which worships Yalun's patron saint Yarenna, who is the goddess of wisdom, goddess of war, and god of virginity in the Olympus system.

Amon didn't want to enter the temple to attract the attention of the gods. He just stood in the square and looked away, and couldn't help but nod and admire. The outline of the magnificent marble building could not be seen in a straight line, the four walls were slightly curved, and all the pillars were slightly bent inward. Although the huge stone building was extremely heavy, it looked light and agile. The temple building was also the crystallization of people's wisdom.

Amon was looking away from the square when a man suddenly came over and asked, "Are you a foreigner?"

Amon replied, "Yes, I am a driver from another country."

This person was not here to interrogate Amon's identity, but seemed to be just trying to talk to someone. Then he asked: "You are looking up at the temple, do you believe in gods?"

This sentence made it difficult for Amon to answer, and he could only smile and said, "When you sense your soul, you can witness the existence of the gods."

At this time, there were already a group of people watching the fun around them. The man continued to ask, "Oh, how did you witness the existence of the gods? Did you see the statue of the gods in the temple or the voice of the gods? Have you ever seen the gods themselves? Even if you hear their voices, how can you know that it is not an illusion? Even if you see someone who claims to be a god, how can you prove that he is a god?"

Amon frowned slightly. The atmosphere here was very open. Someone openly questioned the existence of the gods in the temple square and asked casually outsiders on the roadside. There were people waiting to watch the fun. Amon asked back: "Then do you think the gods in the temple exist?"

The man replied, "This question is too complicated, and human life is too short, and I cannot be sure whether there are gods in this world."

Amon asked again: "Then why do you ask me this question again? Do you want to get the answer from me?"

Seeing that there were more people gathering around, the man became energetic and opened his arms and whispered loudly: "People passing by, I am just asking a question. What scale are we using to measure everything in the world? Is it the will of the gods? No! Whether a thing is right or wrong, good or bad depends on people's desires and needs. In your heart, isn't that what you think?"

Some of the onlookers nodded and agreed, but the man turned his mind and said, "Do you think your desires and needs should be correct? Does the truth exist? People in Yalun City, the truth in the world is not determined by referendums, but by calculating the heads. If you believe in the former view, can you vote at the Citizens' Congress to decide whether the gods exist?"

The man made two arguments in a row, and some of the audience were already confused by the question. Amon replied with a smile: "The temple stands here, and the people here have already shown their choice in their own way. And if you want to discuss the topic of existence today, you might as well tell your questions. In fact, what you want to ask is - if the gods exist, what kind of existence should he exist? To be honest, this is the first time I have encountered such a debate method. Can you ask your name?"

The man replied with his chest out, "My name is Parmenids. A foreigner, are you also a traveler? Please answer me another question, can you tell me what does not exist? Can you describe something beyond thinking and perception? When you think of something and say it in words, it must correspond. Can you really say something that does not exist?"

Amon smiled again: "I think you have answered the question you asked. Why do people think? This is the meaning of living beings opening up their wisdom. They can imagine, have a yearning, abstract intuitive insights into the vow of the soul, and find their own existence in the complex world. One of the answers to this question is the gods you are talking about. Although you have been questioning the gods, you are also assuming the gods."

Parmenides couldn't help but blink. He often called people to debate in the square, but he didn't expect that this inconspicuous driver from the outside world would have such a response.

Amon looked at him, his eyes penetrated Parmenides' figure and looked at the entire square, and quietly activated the magic of traceability. The soul seemed to witness the return of time. He saw the "breath of memory" in the square. - Countless people were talking about various topics here.

In the end, the god's eyes stayed in a certain scene. It was decades ago, and an old man also stopped passers-by in the same position to ask questions.

The old man was bloated and wearing a stained robe, but his muscles, bones and blood were extremely strong. He turned out to be a great warrior. His hair was messy, with a garlic head and nose, but he was not very good-looking. He was wearing thin clothes in the cold weather, but he was not cold at all, and was asking passers-by-

"Does a man have a soul? If so, can it be immortal? If so, what kind of existence does an immortal soul exist? ... Why can someone have an immortal soul, why do some people refuse to recognize it? ... What is the difference between an olive and another olive? Why is a cat not another cat?

If your answer is that the color and pattern are different, then what causes this difference? Dear Lord, what is the difference between flesh and blood under your robe and the passing coachman? If you all went to a distant place where no one knew, or your parents exchanged babies at birth, how do you prove that you are nobler than him?… Please answer another question, what is noble in this world?"

Amon used the magic technique to see the scene in his memory. With a smile on his face, he asked a series of questions that the old man had asked, wanting to see what Parmenides, who was standing in the same position in the square, reacted.

But Parmenides's face changed and he suddenly asked, "Who are you? Do you also come from Plato Academy?"

A horrified voice in the crowd shouted, "Oh my God, Socrates, he was possessed by Socrates' soul!"

For some reason, the crowd suddenly dispersed, and Parmenides with a surprised look in front of Amon. Amon asked with a smile: "Let's go back to your question. If I say I am a god, do you believe it?"

Parmenides breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had recovered, and asked back: "I believe it or not, does it make sense to whether you are a god?"

Amon pointed to the temple in the distance and said, "It depends on what kind of gods people need. Whether you believe it or not, I will stand in front of you. Maybe it will not change me and I will not change you. Your soul is the measure of the world. This is right, but it is also the measure of the world. You may not care about existence outside the world, but you must care about how you exist. This is my answer."

At this time, the last person left the onlooker, and couldn't help but interrupt and shouted: "A coachman discusses such a problem with people in the Temple Square. Wouldn't he be bored? With this free time, you might as well go to the shop to transport goods a few times and earn more money!"

Amon laughed out loud, turned his head and said to the man: "Thank you for your reminder, what is your name?"

The man replied, "My name is Dewey! I just want to remind you that all people's knowledge is just to deal with their own situation. Listening to you, you should be a smart person. Instead of thinking about these boring problems, it is better to improve your situation."

When Parmenid heard another answer, he turned to Dewey and said, "In your opinion, it is meaningless to exist or not. People only live in their own perceptions and situations. Just like if this driver calls himself a god, if he is not your god, he does not exist. If he can give you the miracles you want, then he is a god, right?"

Dewey shook his head and said, "I'm just reminding a coachman what to do and don't want to talk nonsense with you."

Barneymend asked again, "What are you doing?"

Dewey replied: "I like to watch the fun in the Temple Square every day. It's my fun to listen to you nonsense."
Chapter completed!