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[Athens]

"Year?" Andy Carlos echoed, confused.

Forseti said, "You know I've come a long way."

Andy Carlos didn't dwell on it: "This is the second year of the 108th Olympic Games, and this year's Archon of Athens is Lord Thea."

"What?" Forseti looked bewildered.

"You should have heard of the Olympic Games. They are held every four years and have been for hundreds of years since the era of Iphitos. We use those years here," Andy Carlos explained.

Forseti felt a bit lost.

He suddenly remembered that this would definitely be BC, and there was no concept of AD.

Of course, he knew about the Olympics, but he couldn't pinpoint the exact year even for the modern Olympics. It seemed impossible to determine the year precisely.

Forseti thought for a moment: "I heard there's a philosopher in Greece named Socrates?"

"Yeah, but Socrates has been dead for many years. The most famous philosopher in Greece now is his disciple, Mr. Plato, who runs a school in Athens," Andy Carlos said.

Plato.

Hearing this name, Forseti couldn't help but nod secretly, finally getting a sense of the time period on Earth.

In his previous life, due to some accidental factors, he remembered the birth and death years of Plato clearly and hadn't forgotten them to this day.

As long as he knew Plato's current age, he could determine the current year in BC... Although the Marvel world wasn't exactly like his previous world, it still served as an important reference.

Forseti asked, "How old is Mr. Plato this year?"

"Eighty years old. He is one of the most respected elders in Athens," Andy Carlos said.

Forseti broke into a sweat.

So it should be around 347 BC, and Plato was about to die.

"I am going to Athens to see if I can join the Akademi Academy founded by Mr. Plato. Do you want to come along?" Andy Carlos asked. "A brave man like you must be very popular at Akademi Academy."

Forseti didn't think much and nodded: "Okay, I also want to pay tribute to Mr. Plato."

Plato was about to die soon. Of course, he wanted to see such a cultural relic-level celebrity, and it wasn't far away anyway.

Andy Carlos couldn't help but smile. Walking with someone like Forseti undoubtedly made him feel much safer.

The two hit the road immediately.

Andy Carlos noticed the shield behind Forseti: "Are you a warrior?"

"Yes."

Andy Carlos: "Frankly, I've never seen someone as strong as you. I even suspect you're a gladiator in the Spartan arena."

Forseti smiled but said nothing.

Along the way, Forseti and Andy Carlos chatted while walking.

Andy Carlos' desire to enter the Akademi Academy was not just a fantasy. He had accumulated quite a bit of knowledge and needed further improvement.

After talking all the way, Forseti could feel that Andy Carlos' knowledge, cultivation, and language skills were all extraordinary.

He couldn't help but wonder if this Andy Carlos was a famous figure in history.

However, his knowledge of ancient Greek characters was limited to Socrates, Plato, and Aristotle, who were widely known.

Through conversations with Andy Carlos, Forseti gained a more specific understanding of the situation on Earth.

As he had learned before he came, Egypt under the rule of Apocalypse was the most powerful force on Earth. Other countries, even if they were not Egypt's vassals, were inevitably influenced by Egypt.

Egypt today was like the America of later generations.

However, just a few decades ago, there was some turmoil in Egypt, which led to a series of wars worldwide. Egypt's power entered a period of weakness, and the world became more restless.

"What happened?" Forseti asked.

Andy Carlos hesitated for a while, then whispered: "You saved my life, so I'll tell you straight."

After a pause, he continued: "That year was Apocalypse's rebirth year. But as far as I know, his rebirth ceremony had an accident, causing him to fall into a long-term weakness."

"What accident?"

"I don't know about that. But the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse in that session were all killed because of this, and they were vacant for several years before being filled again."

Forseti thought for a while: "How much do you know about the rebirth ceremony of Apocalypse?"

Andy Carlos shook his head: "This is the big secret of Apocalypse ruling the world. No one knows except his priests and the Four Horsemen."

Forseti: "Is there an Egyptian army around here?"

"No, Athens is probably the most independent city-state within a thousand miles," Andy Carlos said. "In the Peloponnesian War a few decades ago, Athens lost the war but won its autonomy."

"Sparta won the war but remained a vassal of Apocalypse Egypt."

After walking for a while, Andy Carlos pointed ahead: "Athens, we are here!"

Forseti looked up and saw a tall city gate in the distance, which must be the city of Athens.

"Let's hurry." Andy Carlos was a little excited and quickened his pace.

The city gates and walls of Athens were built with snow-white rocks, their shape simple and generous, showcasing the heritage of this ancient civilization.

As they got closer, the number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased, and the traffic became busier, with people entering and exiting the gate of Athens, presenting a prosperous scene.

Entering the city, the flow of people was even denser, and buildings with a classical style lined the streets. People came and went in the peaceful city of Athens, most of them smiling.

"Well, this is the most beautiful city in Greece, Athens," Andy Carlos said.

Forseti nodded: "Yes."

"If it was still prosperous a hundred years ago, it's a pity it went through that war," Andy Carlos sighed.

Forseti asked, "Where is Mr. Plato's Akademi Academy?"

Andy Carlos: "In the northwest corner of Athens. We should be there soon."

They immediately headed northwest. Unlike other parts of Athens, the northwest corner had a sparse population and a quiet atmosphere.

Probably because of this, Plato established his academy here.

After a while, walking through a boulevard, an academy building came into view, especially the bell tower, which was very conspicuous, with a huge bronze bell standing on the top floor.

"This is Akademi Academy," Andy Carlos said.

Forseti nodded, looking at the surrounding scenery carefully.

"Stop!" A scolding voice suddenly came.

The two turned their heads and saw a young man in a robe looking at Shilut with a bad expression: "You, take off the mask."