In order to become a Heroic Spirit, I had no choice but to cause trouble in history.

All I can say is... we shouldn't have too many expectations of the sea's coldness.

......

Ou Shen has returned to his daily life, but he doesn't go to the beach much anymore, and his previously resilient personality has changed slightly.

Although still active, there's less time for play; instead, there's... exercise?

Oshen was already growing faster than other children, and with more food and exercise, he grew even faster.

One day, Ocean was doing push-ups in the woods, with a huge rock on his back, when a person appeared.

"Oshen," Luslan greeted with a smile.

"Hey—" Ou Shen suddenly propped himself up, flipped the boulder to the side, and it landed on the ground, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

"Luclan, what brings you here?" He clapped his hands and stood up from the ground.

A year has passed, and Ocean is now almost as tall as Ruslan, who has now surpassed two meters.

"Just came to see you." Luslan crossed his arms and looked at Oshin, who wasn't much shorter than him. "I heard you were working out, but I didn't know what happened. Why did you suddenly start training so intensely?"

Oshin took a deep breath, his face twitching slightly, seemingly unsure how to answer Ruslan.

"Tsk... how should I put it..."

After thinking for a long time, Ou Shen sighed.

He sat on the large rock he had just been carrying and asked in a muffled voice, "Brother Luslan, there's no one else here now, and only the two of us will know what we're saying."

"Hmm, what do you want to say? I'm listening." Luslan sat down next to Oshin, looking at the burly young man.

"...What do you think of Poseidon?" Ocean asked seriously, looking into Ruslan's eyes.

The smile on Ruslan's face gradually disappeared.

“…Oshin, that is a god…and also your father.” Luslan’s eyes became somewhat evasive. “No matter how you look at it, we shouldn’t be discussing Lord Poseidon.”

Ou Shen pursed his lips.

He opened his arms, as if gathering something.

Water kept flowing out from around Ou Shen and condensed in his palm.

Ruslan was not surprised; everyone in the tribe knew that Ocean could control the water.

Water flowed through Oshin's palms, and Oshin's eyes... shone with a light similar to Poseidon's.

hum-

The water flowed—and transformed into light.

“This is my divine power, Ruslanco,” Ocean said. “This is my… divine power as a demigod.”

The water that transformed into light did not lose its characteristics as water and continued to flow.

Ou Shen controlled the flow of water and shot it toward a tree in the distance.

Boom! A tremendous sound rang out, and the huge tree that Oshin and Luslan couldn't wrap their arms around together was instantly blasted to pieces.

"How do you think this power compares to my father's?" Oshin asked, looking at Ruslan.

"...far from it, Oshen."

“Yes, that’s what I think too.” Oshin sighed. “How can someone with that level of divine power… protect my mother from the sea god?”

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Chapter 485 All-Staff Training and Miya's Visit

"How could Lord Poseidon harm the clan leader?" Luslan scratched his head in confusion.

“I’ve seen it.” Ocean sat back down next to Ruslan and sighed. “I’ve seen... that utterly contemptuous attitude towards humanity.”

“So… I’m not surprised by what such a cold person would do. All I want to do is stand in front of my mother and shield her from the wind and rain.” Ou Shen looked at his hands and murmured, “No… even if it’s a raging storm, I will hold it off.”

Luslan didn't know what to say, so he just patted Ocean on the shoulder.

"Brother Ruslan, how do you usually get along with Uncle Lilia?" Oshen asked Ruslan curiously.

"Well, it's just a normal father-son relationship, what's so strange about it?" Luslan thought for a moment, but couldn't think of a suitable word, so he could only say this.

“…No, it’s nothing.” Ou Shen remained silent for a while, then realized he was a little sad and stood up.

"Brother Ruslan, I'm going to continue training. Do you want to come with me?" Oshen picked up the boulder from the ground and looked at Ruslan.

"Huh? Me?" Luslan pointed at himself, somewhat dumbfounded.

“Of course! Exercise is really refreshing! Let’s do it together!” Oshin looked at Ruslan with encouraging eyes.

"Well... let's give it a try."

"Oh! You try lifting this stone first!"

"Huh? Really?"

......

It turns out that exercise really does soothe the mind and body; at least Ruslan slept better.

Ou Shen, carrying his longbow and spear, looked at Luslan and chuckled twice: "How's it going, Luslan? How's the training going?"

"Feeling pretty good!" Luslan and Ocean bumped fists and smiled.

The workout felt really good, and since Ruslan went out hunting every day, he didn't experience any lactic acid buildup or soreness; all that remained was a feeling of exhilaration.

“Let’s train together again after we come back from the hunt today!” Ou Shen said excitedly.

"Row!"

"Ruslan, Ocean, what are you doing?" Caio asked the two men, puzzled.

Now that Ocean and Ruslan are armed and have officially joined the hunting team, the team is now unprecedentedly large, with as many as seven people. Only Kayo and Batty are left to help.

“Ah, let’s talk about how to get stronger!” Ocean laughed, showing off his muscles.

Quite strong!

"Huh? Get stronger?" Both Batty and Caio's eyes lit up at the same time.

The day's hunt went peacefully, and the harvest was neither particularly plentiful nor particularly meager.

However, several more figures appeared where Ou Shen was training.

"Hmph—Hmph—"

"Haa—Haa—"

"Uh--"

Four teenagers were training on this field.

“Uh—this method—uh—can it really make a person stronger?” Caio was doing squats with a large rock strapped to his back; the rock was half the size of Caio.

"Huff—huff—Since Ocean and Luslan have both said so, huff—then there shouldn't be any problem, right!" Batty did sit-ups so fast that he was almost leaving afterimages.

Ou Shen tossed the large rock he had been carrying on his back yesterday into the air and then caught it.

Ruslan wrapped the animal skin around his hands and kept hitting a large, hanging rock.

Liliana stood to the side, bewildered: "What... what are you doing?"

After Kayo and Batty finished processing today's prey, they disappeared. Ocean and his son Ruslan were also nowhere to be found. They searched the tribe and finally found the four people behind the shed where Chief Doris lived.

Then I saw four people doing something I couldn't understand.

“Ah, Uncle Liliana.” Oshin noticed the newcomer.

boom--

Ou Shen put down the stone he used for exercising, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and greeted him with a smile.

“What are you doing here…” Liliana pointed to the other three people who were still exercising.

“We’re working out our muscles!” Oshin chuckled.

“This…” Liliana said, indicating that she did not understand.

That greatly shocked me.

“It’s true, Father!” Luslan, covered in sweat, pounded on the stone. “Yesterday I trained with Ocean for a while, and when I woke up the next morning I felt like my strength was about to burst out of my body!”

Caio and Batty, on the other hand, have almost been trained by Ocean to the point where they can't even answer questions.

However, it was only their first day of training, so the results weren't yet visible.

“Really, uncle, do you want to come along too?” Oshin flashed his bright teeth and looked at Liliana, who wasn’t much taller than him.

Liliana waved her hands repeatedly: "No, no, I have a lot of other things to take care of in the tribe. You guys train, just be careful not to hurt yourselves."

"Oh! Goodbye, Uncle!" Zuo Cun waved.

Liliana escaped.

Doris watched as Liliana rushed off, completely bewildered. What had happened?

......

Time slowly passed by as the days of hunting and training continued.

A figure appeared on the southern coast of Doris Island.

"This island is bigger than any of the islands I've seen before..."

Jimia looked at the enormous island.

"I guess there are tribes involved too..." He scratched his head.

Kimia is twelve years old this year, but her height... is already three meters.

He has not returned since being driven out of his tribe two years ago.

Perhaps deep down, they also accepted the conclusion that the tribe could be happy if they didn't exist.

After all, Miya's mental state is very unstable, and she might go insane at any moment.