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

"Are you that—poisoned young man?" Cheyhun's mind was still a bit muddled, but it seemed that the facial recognition system was working properly.

“It’s me, sir.” Kimia’s expression was solemn. “We’ve come today to thank you for saving my life.”

“I heard from the younger brother at the tavern that you prefer chimeras that you hunt yourself, so we went out and got a few.” Luslan’s tone was no longer casual; he looked at Cheyhun seriously.

Cheyhun's eyes welled up with tears, and his thin, dry hand gripped Jimia's hand tightly.

“You saved my brother, but I only treated you to a few drinks. We do feel a bit uneasy about that.” Oshin grabbed the chimera’s mane and pulled it over.

Lemoni hid behind the chimera and remained silent.

Cheyhun's body trembled slightly.

He hugged Jimia.

"Thank you, children, thank you." He wiped away a tear from the corner of his eye. "Nothing could be more wonderful to me than this gift."

He pulled a dagger from his waist, looked at the chimera, and viciously plunged the dagger into the chimera's head.

Pull it out, then put it back in; pull it out, then put it back in.

Cheyhun sniffed and kicked the chimera hard in the head.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at the three people who were standing with their arms crossed.

"Young men, would you do me another favor?"

“Please speak freely!” Jimia patted his chest, making a muffled sound.

Cheyhun smiled.

"Just help me deal with these wretched beasts."

“No problem, Jimia!” Oshin readily agreed.

"Alright!" Jimia found a stick and used it to lift up a chimera.

Ruslan drew his knife and skillfully began peeling the skin.

Cheyhun walked up to Alma again: "Girl, I'm willing to pay, could you do me a favor too?"

“Please speak.” Alma probably knew what Cheyhun wanted to say, and sighed.

Cheyhun gave Alma a grateful look.

He stepped forward to the front of the crowd and announced loudly, "Tonight, on the beach."

"I'm going to throw a feast with these four chimeras that my friend gave me!"

Everyone absolutely must come!!!

"Oh my gosh!!!" The crowd erupted in cheers.

"The old man really enjoys a good time," Oshin chuckled as he helped deal with the chimera, watching Cheyhun's retreating figure.

"It would be good to host a banquet, since we're going back tomorrow anyway," Luslan said, gesturing with his lips.

Alma's ears twitched.

After announcing his plan to treat everyone on the beach, Cheyhun went into his room alone.

He picked up a broken sword that was lying in the corner.

“Aichihun…”

......

Old Doctor Cheyhun bought a lot of wine and moved it to the beach.

He lit a campfire and placed the chimera meat on it.

The crowd loudly praised Ocean and his companions' martial arts skills and Cheyhun's generosity.

However, the person being praised by everyone was sitting in a corner.

The old doctor, Cheyhun, is telling a story.

“I used to have a son.”

"He's the strongest hunter in Ozark Town!" Cheyhun said drunkenly, holding a wine glass in his hand.

Everyone listened quietly.

"In the final moments of his life, he perished in the belly of a white chimera in the western jungle," the old doctor said calmly, burping as tears streamed down his face.

The atmosphere was somewhat somber, a stark contrast to the bustling activity in the distance.

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Chapter 542 Hermes' Questioning

As Ocean stepped onto the raft, Ruslan and Lemoni both suddenly shuddered.

“I think, Oshen, since we’re not in a rush to go back, why don’t I row back with the oars?” Luslan’s expression was stiff.

Lemon suddenly felt that he might not have agreed to Ocean's request to go back with them.

Kimia also had a bad feeling.

"Stop babbling, let's go!" Ocean waved to Lashtanah on the beach, channeling his divine power.

"Ah ah ah ah ah--"

Amidst heart-wrenching cries, Ocean and his companions left Atlantis and headed towards Doris Island.

The old doctor, Cheyhun, was still lying on the bed snoring, clutching the broken sword. Alma and Agah were also still in bed.

"What a group of energetic kids! They'll definitely come back here again." Rashtanaha glanced at the cabin with a spirited look and chuckled. "Then I'll keep this cabin for you."

But everyone overlooked this.

A young man carrying a large bucket watched Ou Shen sail further and further away at sea, and his heart broke.

......

a.

The coast of Doris Island.

"Phew, finally home. Luckily, nothing happened on the way back." After nearly a month, Ou Shen saw the familiar and beautiful coastline again, and his heart was filled with excitement.

Stepping onto the soft sand, Ou Shen felt an overwhelming urge to release his emotions.

“...Bastard...” Suddenly, Ou Shen felt his ankle being grabbed.

A brown-haired man, who looked like a dried corpse, was trembling and grabbed Ocean's ankle, half of his body submerged in the seawater.

Besides him, there were two other bodies in similar condition, lying on the raft groaning.

Ou Shen clicked his tongue and controlled the water flow to throw the three people directly onto the beach.

"Is it really necessary? We're on land now, get back to normal!" He rolled his eyes.

"What?! Land?!" Luslan's eyes suddenly widened, and with a "pop," he returned to normal, looking around in shock.

"Ah, the earth! It really is the earth!" Kimia stroked the beach and covered her nose.

Lemoni was already crying, and he opened his arms to embrace the beach, giving it two big kisses.

Ou Shen's lips twitched, ignoring these bastards.

He ran into the jungle.

"Mom! I'm home!"

Doris, who was sitting on the patriarch's throne, twitched her ears.

She thought she heard something.

"It's Ou Shen!"

She sat up abruptly.

Then he saw his beloved son rushing into the clan's territory from the woods.

"Oshen!" Doris rushed off the patriarch's throne.

"Mom!" The mother and son hugged each other.

"Mom, I'm back," Ou Shen said happily, hugging his mother.

"Let Mom see, let Mom see!" Doris let go of Oshin and anxiously looked him up and down. "You haven't been mistreated outside, have you been hungry?"

"Mom, I'm perfectly fine." Oshin said helplessly, but still stood still and let Doris examine him.

"By the way, what about Jimia and Luslan? Has Jimia been cured of the poison?" Doris then remembered to ask Oshin about the main purpose of his trip.

"Don't worry, Chieftain, I'm in great shape right now!" Jimia said with a smile as she walked into the clan's territory.

"That's good, it's good that everyone is safe..." Doris patted her chest, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense for almost a month, finally settled down.

Ou Shen also breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that his "cousin" wasn't lying to him; his mother's safety was indeed not a problem.

Doris suddenly noticed a figure hiding behind Mia.

"Who is this...?" Doris asked curiously.

Unable to hide any longer, Lemoni had no choice but to step out from behind Jimia.

"Mom, let me introduce you." Oshen forcibly pulled Lemony over. "This is a new friend we met on the road, named Lemony."

"Lemoni, this is my mother, the chief of our tribe. You can just call her Auntie."

"Auntie...hello..." Lemoni gave a slight bow with a detached expression.

“Oh my, this child is so polite. He’s a friend of Oshin’s.” Doris was delighted to hear that he was Oshin’s friend and patted Lemony’s head. “This young man is really handsome and well-behaved.”

"You're a bit short, aren't you? Do you eat properly?"

Lemoni glanced at Ocean.

He probably knew from whom Ocean inherited his social terrorist traits.

"Chief Doris, where is my father?" Luslan had already switched into obedient child mode, and asked Doris with a slight frown.