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

Oshin picked at his ear: "I'm definitely not."

"You... you..."

pat.

Oshin patted Ruslan on the shoulder with a smile on his face.

"I'm going to find some food. You guys stay here and don't move around."

"...Although this conversation is normal, why do I feel inexplicably deeply offended?" Luslan's lips twitched as he watched Oshin's back as he walked out of the cabin.

Lemony's mentality collapsed.

What did I do yesterday?!

He held his head, his facial muscles stiff, but he tried hard to make a painful expression.

Was that really me yesterday?!

I can't take it anymore, I...I want to die so badly...

Jimia got up: "Yesterday was so great! It was the first time I've ever had such a refreshing drink."

“Hmm…but it’s really a hassle.” Luslan sighed. “We drank last night and only just woke up.”

Ruslan stepped out of the cabin and looked at the bright sun outside: "Normally, we wouldn't be waking up at this hour."

“Indeed… Chief Doris is practically tidying herself up at the chieftain's seat before dawn,” Kimia said earnestly, stroking her chin. “But the wine is truly delicious…”

“How do I choose between deliciousness and time…” Ruslan bit his nails, looking very distressed. “This is so difficult.”

"Isn't there a way to have the best of both worlds...?"

Suddenly, both Jimia and Luslan's eyes lit up.

"That's right, we can drink during the day! That way we won't interfere with things the next day!"

Rashtanaha: Okay.

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Chapter 539 Driving Techniques

A young, handsome man was carrying a large bucket on his back, walking along a muddy road.

His eyes were somewhat unfocused, and his steps were a little unsteady.

"I must complete the task my father gave me!" He swayed as he headed toward his destination, his eyes gleaming with a fascination.

......

"Speaking of which, Oshen, did you pay when you came back yesterday?" Luslan asked, his mouth full of fish.

“Of course I gave it to her. I gave her the bag of money again.” Ou Shen crunched on a fish bone.

Kimia noticed something and looked at Lemoni, who was also eating meat: "Lemoni, is that a lot of money?"

Lemoni, bewildered, pulled his bag over: "I still have this much."

There were more than a dozen bags identical to that small bag.

"That's alright then." The group immediately shifted their attention.

"These were given to me by Lady Athena, who said I should use them outside." Lemoni picked up another piece of raw fish and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

"So fresh! Fish is definitely best eaten raw!" Ruslan exclaimed, looking utterly delighted.

“There is a difference.” Miya said seriously, “Shark can’t be eaten raw, it’s too disgusting!”

The group's digestive systems were incredibly powerful; they could even digest stones (so please don't try to eat raw meat in real life, and definitely don't eat stones).

"Hey Oschen, when are we going back?" Luslan asked, swinging a piece of fish around in his hand.

“Indeed, if you count the time, we’ve been gone for more than ten days.” Ou Shen swallowed the food in his mouth, put his hands on the ground, and looked at the ceiling. “Mom is probably quite worried about us.”

He stood up: "Then let's go back tomorrow!"

He chuckled, hands on his hips, "Let's treat Dr. Cheyhun to another drink tonight, and say goodbye to the doctor and that boss!"

"Okay, you can arrange it." Luslan's attention was on the fish, so he waved his hand.

"I definitely have to go!" Kimia clapped her hands. "I haven't thanked the doctor who cured me yet!"

Oshin smiled and nodded, then looked at the last person who had been somewhat silent: "So... Lemoni, what do you think?"

"Huh? What do you mean, how do you see it?" Lemoni's expression seemed indifferent, but he was actually completely bewildered by Ocean's question.

“Would you like to come back with us and see our hometown?” Oshin sat down next to Lemoni, his face full of hope.

Lemoni was stunned.

He recalled the description of Doris Island that the three people had given him.

A beach with fine white sand, a forest where the wind plays music...

"Hmm... okay, alright?"

“Then it’s settled!” O’Shing patted Lemony on the shoulder.

"Then let's go to the tavern!"

"Let's go! I can't hold back anymore!"

......

Alma is directing the restocking.

Last night, after she had thrown all the patrons out of the pub and finished cleaning, she discovered something while taking inventory.

There's no more alcohol.

The four men drank almost all the drinks in her tavern.

So after getting up this morning, Alma contacted her supplier to hurry up and get more stock, otherwise they would be out of alcohol to sell tonight.

Incidentally, Alma doesn't plan to give that bag of money to Ocean anymore.

The small purse, filled with immense wealth, dangled between Alma's fingertips.

Splash!

Clutching the money pouch, Alma snorted.

"Boss Alma, the goods have all been put into the warehouse!" A young man wiped the sweat from his brow and ran up to Alma.

"Okay, thanks." Alma leaned against the wooden wall, arms crossed, smiled, and tossed five copper coins to the young man. "This is a tip. I'll need your help next time."

"Ah! Thank you! You're such a generous boss!" The young man left happily with the tip.

Aga stood in the house and looked at her sister: "You're usually so stingy, how come you actually gave Tidor a tip today?"

"Bullshit, I'm rich now!" Alma kicked her brother with her head held high, then walked towards the inner room to do the accounting.

Aga was rubbing his legs vigorously, furious but unable to speak out, when he saw a silver coin fly over.

Alma smiled happily: "Go buy some good food, I'll cook you a big meal this afternoon!"

The siblings usually eat one meal at noon and one meal in the afternoon.

Holding the silver coins, Aga looked puzzled and limped to the bar: "How much money did you get? Where did you get it from?"

“It’s those same few people.” Alma sat in her chair, nonchalantly. “I gave them the money once before, and they threw it back at me, so of course I kept it.”

"Them..." Aga's mind flashed back to those burly figures, "So how many are there exactly?"

Alma chuckled: "Stick your head over here."

Aga stuck his head behind the bar, and Alma untied the rope of the money bag.

A bag of gleaming gold coins appeared before Aga's eyes.

"Ahhh! My eyes! My eyes!"

Aga rolled on the ground, clutching his face.

"Speaking of which, you haven't gone hunting these past two days." Alma leaned on the bar counter, looking at Aga, who was lying on the ground, unable to get up.

"Nonsense, with all that nonsense you've been causing these past few days, how could I possibly be distracted by hunting?" The shock of the gold coins hadn't subsided for Aga, but that didn't stop him from swearing at Alma.

"You little brat, are you itching for a beating again?" Veins popped out on Alma's face.

"I was wrong, I'll go buy groceries right now." Aga stood up at lightning speed and bowed in apology.

Aga walked toward the market with the silver coins in his hand.

He hasn't been hunting these past few days, and even if nothing had happened with Alma, he had no intention of going hunting.

He has other things he wants to do.

Gently stroking the wooden wristband on his wrist, Aga touched his chin.

Now that I own a boat, should I find a captain to learn how to sail?

Although the ship that Rashtanaha gave him could sail automatically, Agah still felt that he should learn how to pilot a ship.

After all, you can't rely on external forces for everything; what you control yourself is what truly matters.

"But where should I go to learn to drive...?"

The town of Ozark has no docks or boats, so there are no people with driving skills.

Eight years ago, Poseidon's wrath completely drowned out the town's longing for the sea, and also drowned out everyone who had driving skills.

As Aga was pondering, several eye-catching figures came into his line of sight.

"Ah." Oshin blinked. "Aren't you that boss's brother?"

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Chapter 540 Hunting? I'm familiar with this.

"It's you guys." Aga greeted the several tall, imposing figures with a smile.

Oshin, Luslan, and the most outrageous of all, Jimia, were all much taller than the average height of men in that era, making them incredibly eye-catching wherever they went.