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

"Is there anything I can do for you? You saved my brother, and I must repay you." Ou Shen looked intently at the old doctor, completely unaware of the changes taking place in Jimia.

"Can you do it for me...?" The old doctor looked Ou Shen up and down.

Looking at Ou Shen's muscular build and massive size, the old doctor tapped his knee twice with his finger.

"Come with me." The old doctor stood up and walked towards the door.

Ou Shen was somewhat puzzled, but he was still happy to repay his benefactor.

The old doctor stood on the street and pointed to a large house not far from here.

"Look, do you see that house?"

“I saw it.” Ocean nodded, while Lemoni and Ruslan peered around curiously.

"Buy me a drink tonight," the old doctor smiled and patted Ou Shen on the shoulder.

"Want a drink?" Ou Shen tilted his head.

"Drinking, young man." The old doctor chuckled, then turned and walked into the house. "Move your brother out, we'll need space when more people come; he's too big!"

"Ah, yes!" Ou Shen realized what was happening and hurriedly rushed into the house to help with Jimia.

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Chapter 527 The Exhausted Lemoni

"Hey, Luslan, do you know what alcohol is?" Oshin was carrying Jimia on his back as he walked towards the sea.

"I don't know, I've never heard of it at home." Luslan looked bewildered.

“A beverage.” Luslan, who was noticeably smaller than the two men, glanced at them. “A beverage bestowed upon humankind by the gods.”

"A drink? Is it good?" Ou Shen asked, puzzled.

"I haven't drunk it; I'm too young. But according to those who have, it's a drink so delicious it's dazzling." Lemoni recalled how Athena and her servants indulged in revelry and drinking in the temple.

"Was it...a gift from the gods?" Ou Shen's curiosity faltered, and he became somewhat serious.

Although Ocean is a demigod, he doesn't care about the gods.

Oshin knew perfectly well what kind of god his father was.

Even after meeting Hermes, Ocean didn't have any good thoughts about the gods.

It was a superior being, a being devoid of emotion, completely different from humans, yet capable of freely commanding and enslaving them.

"Dionysus, the god of wine, is the one who gave mankind this beverage," Lemony explained. "He taught people how to make wine and warned them against becoming addicted to alcohol, or they would be punished by him."

“Sounds like a pretty good god.” Ruslan rubbed his chin.

Ou Shen did not reply.

He didn't want to have anything to do with any deity, whether good or bad.

If he hadn't been so worried about his mother's safety, he wouldn't have even shouted those words on the beach that day.

"Hey, Oshen, is there anyone on the beach?" Luslan patted Oshen on the shoulder and pointed to the beach. "Look, right over there on our raft."

Both Ocean and Lemony looked in that direction.

Aga and Alma are examining the raft that has been left far ashore.

"Has anyone been here? From the sea?" Aga scratched the back of his head.

"Judging from the footprints, they seem to be heading towards town... Could they be bad people?" Alma couldn't help but worry again.

"Sis, you're doing this again." Aga rolled her eyes. "You're so wary of strangers."

"I..." Alma subconsciously wanted to refute, but couldn't find any reason to refute it. Her face turned red, and she raised her hand to hit Aga.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" Aga retreated at lightning speed, one hand covering his head, the other pointing at Alma, "What do you want to do?"

"Me, me, me! Ugh—someone's coming." Alma stomped her foot angrily as she looked at Aga, who was hiding far away, and then noticed the group of four walking towards them from a distance.

"Wow, that's so high," Aga exclaimed, noticing Ou Shen and the others.

Men in this era are generally around 2.2 meters tall.

The shortest of the four is Lemoni, who is slightly below this level.

However, Oshin and Lemon were both incredibly tall, practically unseen, not to mention the enormous creature Jimia that Oshin carried on his back.

“…Aga, stand behind me.” Alma clenched her fists, shielding Aga behind her.

Aga sighed, "Sister, you're here again."

“They’re not from town. What if they’re bad guys?” Alma frowned and glanced at her brother.

Aga patted his sister on the shoulder: "Leave it to me, okay? Trust your little brother."

Ou Shen and his group were already very close.

Ruslan waved and greeted them, "Hey! Are you from this town?"

Seeing Luslan greet her in a friendly manner, Alma frowned and subconsciously wanted to tell him to stay away.

Aga reacted quickly and covered Alma's mouth: "Yes, we're from this town, just taking a walk on the beach."

"Oh, then good luck to you!" Ou Shen carried Jimia past the two of them, intending to put Jimia on the raft.

“Put it in my boat; it’s flatter in mine,” Lemoni stopped Oceani and pointed to his own boat.

Ou Shen glanced at Lemoni with some surprise, then smiled and said, "Okay! Thanks, bro!"

Lemoni smiled and shook his head.

"What's wrong with him?" Alma frowned, forcibly pulling Agah behind her and pinching Agah's wrist.

"He's been poisoned, by Hydra." Ruslan sighed, then smiled. "But the old doctor has already helped with the antidote, so I believe he'll recover in a while!"

Alma slowly relaxed her clenched fist and glanced at Kimia, who was lying in the small boat with a frown: "You are... from the island?"

“Yes, it took us a long time to get here from the island!” Ou Shen chuckled, sitting on the raft and looking at the sky. “Now we’ve finally solved a major problem that’s been on our minds.”

“It didn’t just take a long time, it felt like I spent a year at sea!” Ruslan said with a disgusted expression, putting his arm around his shoulder. “If it weren’t for the fact that hand rowing was so slow, I would never have let you steer the raft!”

Lemoni, who was standing nearby gazing at the sea, suddenly shuddered.

“...You guys are really close.” Aga pulled her sister back again and stood in front of the group.

Oshin, Ruslan, Lemoni: ......

What's going on between these two siblings?

"Ah, anyway, have a great time in Atlantis, God bless you." Aga pulled his sister away, leaving the three of them looking at each other in bewilderment.

Watching the siblings walk away, Ou Shen shrugged and lay down: "Let's rest for a bit. Tonight, shall we go to that... tavern? We'll treat that old doctor to some drinks!"

Lemoni looked at Ocean lying there, expressionless: "Do you have money?"

Ou Shen raised his head: "What's money?"

Lemony: ......

"Where did you come from, you primitive man?" He sighed, grabbed his backpack, took out a small bag, and handed it to Zuo Cun. "I know you're a good person, so... I'll lend you this money first. Remember to pay me back later."

Ou Shen, looking completely bewildered, took the bag of money: "So what exactly is money?"

Lemoni is numb.

He spoke haltingly, and after gesturing with his hands and feet for a long time, he finally managed to make Ou Shen understand the function of coins.

"So, the purpose of money is to exchange things with others?"

"...That's how you see it." Lemoni sighed, rubbing his forehead.

"So, shall we go to the pub together tonight?"

“I’ll stay. I… don’t really like crowded places.” Lemoni stuck the golden spear aside and scratched his face.

"Alright then, I'll leave Jimia to you, brother!" Ou Shen stood up and stretched his limbs.

"You're a really nice person!" Ruslan praised as well.

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Chapter 258 Wine! Treasure!

Lemoni sat beside the small boat, looking at the peacefully sleeping Kimia, and couldn't help but smile.

"And you said I was a good person..." Lemoni braced himself on the ground, looking into the distance at the setting sun. "You, who would cross such a vast ocean and travel from the island to Atlantis for friendship, are far superior to me..."

Just as Lemoni was enjoying a brief moment of peace by the sea, Ocean and Ruslan, along with the old doctor, entered the tavern as dusk fell.

"Young men, to be honest, I wouldn't dare go into this tavern if I didn't have someone with me." The old doctor was a completely different person when he was working and when he was free.

In his spare time, the old doctor would say, to put it nicely, that he's talkative; to put it bluntly, that he's a chatterbox.

However, Ocean and Ruslan are both talkative.

"What's wrong, old doctor? Could the owner of this tavern be a magical beast?" Ou Shen stood beside the old doctor, somewhat curious.

"Hey—" the old doctor waved his cane, "That's not quite right."

"That's right, at most he's just an oddball," Luslan chuckled.

The old doctor sighed, his expression melancholy: "What I mean is, even ordinary magical beasts can't beat the two kids in this tavern."

Oshin and Ruslan were both stunned.

"That's why I don't dare come to this tavern alone," the old doctor said with a sigh. "This young female owner can smash a wall with one punch."

"So strong? You got beaten up for causing trouble?" Ou Shen became interested.

"Bullshit!" The old doctor was also a very sociable person, and in no time he became familiar with Oshin and Luslan. He hit Oshin on the arm with a stick and said, "Do I look like the kind of person who would cause trouble?"

He coughed twice: "It's just... I'm simply scared."

Ou Shen: No.

Luslan: I have to hold back my laughter.

As they talked, the group walked to the tavern entrance, pushed open the door, and went inside.