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

Zeus's lips twitched, suppressing his temper: "It's the same task I assigned you before."

"Hmm?" Dionysus opened his eyes slightly, his face flushed with drunkenness. "Didn't that guy go back to his hometown?"

Hearing Dionysus's leisurely tone, Zeus could no longer contain himself: "The demigod is back! And according to the message from Hermes, he has already set off and will return to Atlantis in a few days. I want you to turn around and greet him now! Do you understand?!"

Dionysus was startled: "Ah—yes! I understand, I understand..."

pat.

Zeus shut down the communication, tugged at his long white beard, and felt that his blood pressure probably wouldn't come down for a while.

Dionysus readily agreed, but his leisurely tone and attitude...

Although he didn't know why, Zeus was just angry.

Dionysus finished the wine in his bowl, put the barrel back on his back, turned around, and continued to walk unsteadily.

"I'm destined to be a workaholic..."

......

"Ugh—" Luslan lay on the side of the raft, his arms hanging limply at his sides, his face pale.

"This feeling is even more intense than simply manipulating the seawater..." Kimia looked at the clouds in the sky, her face sorrowful and her eyes lifeless.

Lemony didn't want to say anything more; he was probably about to die.

"Take your brain back and don't spit on me!" Oshen directly manipulated a small stream of seawater to wash Ruslan's face.

Ruslan was no longer responding; only a faint voice could be heard: "Let's rest a bit. There's nothing urgent this time... If this continues, I'll die..."

Ou Shen felt that this made sense, so he gradually reduced his speed and brought the raft to a stop.

"Ah... we survived," Kimia exclaimed.

Ou Shen grabbed a fish from the water and stuffed it into Jimia's mouth: "Shut up, I think you guys are just being too dramatic."

Jimia, Luslan, and Lemoni, the three of them, raised their hands together, their hands trembling.

He gave Ou Shen the middle finger.

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Chapter 547 The Tea Party of the Three Goddess Sisters

“In just one month, I’ve actually ridden on your raft twice…” Luslan lay on the ground, and even the solid ground could not alleviate his pain.

"Luckily, my body has adapted a little, otherwise I feel I would definitely have died at sea..." Jimia sat on Oshin's lap and sighed.

"So can you please stop sitting on me? Don't you know how heavy you are, you pig?" Although Ou Shen didn't dare to resist, he dared to be sarcastic.

Lemoni looked at the raft, his anger rising, though his face remained expressionless.

A golden spear appeared involuntarily in his hand. Lemoni aimed at the raft, which was large enough to carry four people, and unleashed his magic.

boom!

Several people looked in that direction.

Lemony picked up a relatively large piece of raft wreckage and looked in the direction of Ocean.

Then—it was directly crushed into powder.

Looking into Lemoni's eyes, which shone with anger, resentment, and a red glow, Ocean couldn't help but shiver.

Then he felt two very similar gazes fixed on him.

Oshin trembled.

"Well done, Lemoni!" Ruslan shouted in approval.

"One more shot! Turn this devilish instrument of torture into complete rubble!" Miya raised her arms high.

Lemoni aimed his golden spear at the pile of wreckage once more, his eyes still fixed on Ocean.

With Ocean's trembling gaze, Lemoni once again unleashed the golden spear, turning the wreckage to ashes.

Then he blew on the tip of the gun and squinted his eyes slightly.

Ou Shen felt incredibly terrified; he was completely disoriented.

"I see, little brother. If you still want to take us on the raft, then the raft will be your fate." Luslan's smile was incredibly dark, his tone low and menacing.

"I...I understand." Oshin desperately wanted to say that they had come aboard the raft themselves, but for the sake of his own life, he chose to agree.

Jimia stood up from Oshin's back and looked around: "Is this the beach where we stayed for two days before? Where's the big tree?"

Ou Shen lay on the ground, not standing up: "The coordinates I remembered were slightly off. I saw you guys were really uncomfortable, so I thought you could log in even if the coordinates were wrong."

Ruslan's lips twitched: "So where are we now?"

Ou Shen pointed in a direction: "Keep running that way, and you'll probably see the big tree when it gets dark."

Jimia and Luslan glanced to the east together.

The sun had just risen above the horizon.

"You bastard!"

"are you crazy!"

Lemoni watched as Oshin was being beaten up by Jimia and Luslan, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"This sweet...friendship..."

......

Hestia took the elevator to the Sky Garden.

Today she has another special invitation.

Her two younger sisters hosted a tea party.

Hera, and Demeter.

"Am I late?" Hestia was dressed in a brown formal gown, exuding elegance and nobility, giving off an aura of peace and grace.

“No, sister, your timing is perfect.” Demeter’s smile was gentle. The main color of her clothes was green, after all, she was the goddess in charge of agriculture.

Hera put down her teacup and looked at Hestia: "Sister, how long has it been since the three of us had a private get-together like this?"

She was dressed entirely in white, like a bride in a wedding dress. Of the three goddesses, Hera was the most stunning at first glance.

“It must have been decades, right?” Demeter covered her mouth and chuckled.

“After all, my sister usually just wanders around Atlantis or stays at home studying human recipes, and rarely appears at Duoduo’s place.” Hera took an empty cup and poured her divine tea.

“After all, I am the guardian deity of housewives. If I don’t even understand my own divine duty, then am I still a god?” Hestia was not annoyed. She picked up the divine tea that Hera had poured for her and took a small sip.

"So, Hera, why did you call Demeter and me here?"

Click.

The teacup makes a crisp sound when it touches the base.

Hestia and Demeter both turned their gazes toward Hera.

Hera sighed softly: "I just wanted to ask my two older sisters... what it's really like to be around humans."

Her youthful face showed obvious disappointment.

Hestia and Demeter exchanged a glance, both seeing the astonishment in each other's eyes.

Within the entire pantheon centered on the divine court of Dodona, the flagship Zeus, also known as the Great God Zeus, undoubtedly stands at the pinnacle, wielding the highest authority and the loyalty of all the gods.

Below Zeus are the other eleven gods who are the twelve Olympian gods.

Among these eleven gods, there is one who is actually half a level higher than the others.

That was Zeus's wife, Hera, the Queen of the Gods.

But her "boss's" sister actually asked them what it felt like to interact with humans?

Hestia and Demeter both found it somewhat unbelievable.

Hera picked up her teacup, took a big gulp, swallowed the tea, and then placed her hands on her knees.

“…Zeus was too arrogant.” She said with some difficulty, “He had never been in close contact with humans, yet he thought he knew them very well, and he always maintained that arrogance of a god.”

“As his wife, even if I subtly hint at it, I can’t make him truly realize this.” Hera clutched her skirt, refusing to look at her two older sisters.

Both goddesses fell silent.

"I called you here today not to ask for your advice... I am the Queen of Heaven, and he won't listen to me, let alone anyone else." Hera's lips curled into an enigmatic smile.

"I just... wanted to ask that question I asked earlier."

Hestia pursed her lips, and her gaze toward Hera changed slightly.

"It must have been hard for you, being by Zeus's side." She sighed, took Hera's hand, and placed it between her own.

Hera forced a smile: "The powers you wield are closely related to humanity, which is why I wanted to ask."

“Humans…” Demeter clutched her chest, recalling those humans who offered sacrifices for her, praying for a bountiful harvest, “are intelligent and united beings.”

“They are creative and have an insatiable thirst for knowledge,” Hestia smiled. “Being around people always brings unexpected surprises.”

Hera listened quietly to her two older sisters' stories and nodded longingly.

She sincerely admired Zeus's ideals and pride as a god.

But along with pride came an uncontrollable arrogance.

That arrogance prevented Zeus from ever gaining a "heart" that could empathize with humans.

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Chapter 548 A Tavern Like Hell

The sun is almost setting.

Several lithe figures swept across the empty beach, leaving only a "whoosh" sound.

"How did Lemoni run so fast!" Luslan looked ahead with a distressed expression; Lemoni was no longer in sight.