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

Alma sensed danger.

Oshin and Ruslan immediately moved closer.

"Oh my, I didn't expect you to look so frail, but you seem to have a great capacity for alcohol!" Luslan hooked his arm around Dionysus's neck very familiarly.

"Buy me a drink, thanks, brother." Ocean patted Dionysus on the shoulder and chuckled.

“It’s alright.” Dionysus smiled and placed the empty glass on the bar. “Boss, another one, please.”

Dionysus patted Ocean's arm, which was several sizes larger than his own, and looked at Ocean with admiration: "I just felt that drinking alone was a bit boring, so I wanted to find a few people to drink with."

Alma reluctantly handed him a refill of wine, which Dionysus took with perfect ease and raised to Ocean: "Would you do me the honor?"

"Absolutely!" Oshin said without hesitation, slamming his glass on the bar. "Alma, bring on the drinks, I'm going to have a big drinking session with this guy!"

Alma's lips twitched violently twice.

Ocean and Dionysus started drinking with their arms around each other's shoulders, while three other drunkards surrounded them.

Alma felt the blood rushing to her head.

......

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the tavern door, Ou Shen's eyes flickered slightly.

The tavern was a familiar scene: a chaotic mess, with four drunkards, including himself, lying on the floor and sprawled on the table, the air thick with the smell of alcohol.

But there is one difference.

An orange-haired youth sat beside him, scooping out liquor from a large bucket and drinking it bowl after bowl.

It's the same person from yesterday.

"Brother, your alcohol tolerance is really good. You're not drunk yet and you're still drinking." This was the first time Ou Shen had actually met someone who could drink better than him, and he couldn't help but feel admiration.

It's worth noting that since Ou Shen started drinking, he hasn't met anyone who can outdrink him.

"Hmm." Dionysus remained noncommittal.

He scooped a bowl of purple liquid from his bucket and handed it to Ou Shen: "Want to try some?"

"This is also... wine?" Ocean took the strange wine from Dionysus's hand and smelled it.

Dionysus, however, gave an irrelevant answer: "Oshenanos, do you know that you should actually call me brother?"

Ou Shen didn't touch the bowl of wine for the time being. He looked at the somewhat strange young man, said nothing, and waited for him to continue.

"To be more specific, you should call me cousin." Dionysus opened his eyes, a subtle smile playing on his lips.

Ou Shen felt a chill run down his spine.

Does this line sound familiar?

Oshin glanced at the wine barrel at Dionysus's feet, then at Dionysus's fox-like eyes and hair, and understood.

“Cousin Dionysus.” Although Oshen didn’t know what the other party was planning, at least for now the other party had not caused him any harm, and the other party was indeed his cousin.

So, just greet them properly.

"Hmm, you have a good eye." Dionysus chuckled.

Ou Shen felt a bit bewildered, wondering why, ever since he left Doris Island, gods and such things had been flocking to him one after another.

"I'm actually late for coming to see you this time, and I apologize for that, brother." Dionysus took a sip of the purple wine and chuckled. Although he said he was apologizing, he didn't really feel like apologizing.

However, Ou Shen knew that to the gods, simply saying the word "apology" was already quite remarkable.

Picking up the bowl of strange purple wine, Ocean imitated Dionysus and drank it straight down.

"The taste is a bit strange... but not bad."

"This is a technology I'm currently planning to teach to humankind. It's called red wine. Unlike white wine, this beverage is much more comforting." Dionysus seemed to have never stopped drinking, scooping out more wine from the barrel.

"I'm here to welcome you. Welcome to Atlantis. The gods here welcome you," Dionysus said nonchalantly.

Ou Shen froze, then silently continued with his work.

"And another thing is that I want to give you a gift." Dionysus opened his eyes and looked Ocean up and down. "After spending time together, I think I already know what gift I should give you."

He extended his slender, beautiful right hand, and after a burst of light, a strange wine jar appeared in Dionysus's hand.

He tossed the wine jar to Ou Shen: "Here, this is my gift to you."

Ou Shen looked at the strange wine jar, somewhat puzzled.

“This wine jar, I suppose it could be considered a divine artifact. After all, it’s an instrument infused with my powers and functions, so calling it a divine artifact is probably fair. However, it can’t be used for attacking or anything like that.” Dionysus made a pouring motion. “Its only function… is to pour out a strong liquor from the jar’s opening that would kill an ordinary person with just one sip, due to its delicious taste.”

Ou Shen's eyes lit up.

Dionysus held up a finger: "Don't underestimate this stuff, that wine... it's very strong, I'm not kidding."

Ou Shen was a little unconvinced.

He grabbed a glass, tilted the wine jug, and sure enough, wine poured out.

Ou Shen leaned closer and immediately felt a needle prick his eye.

"Aaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!" Ou Shen rolled on the ground, clutching his face.

Dionysus looked at Ocean, smiled, and said nothing.

Dionysus is a [liquid resource production ship], and what he poured into the jar for Ocean...

That stuff is interstellar-level fuel alcohol.

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Chapter 555 The Trajectory of the White Chimera

Several people sat at a round table in the tavern, looking solemnly at the glass of clear liquid placed in the center of the table.

The liquid is decreasing rapidly for some reason.

That's... evaporation.

In less than a minute, the large glass of liquid had almost completely evaporated.

"...What do you think?" Ou Shen still felt pain in his eyes.

"This stuff...drinking it will kill you, won't it?" Aga shuddered.

As for why he was there, it was because he happened to see Dionysus leaving with his eyes shining with divine light when he went downstairs that morning.

Dionysus was very easygoing and never thought of hiding his identity. Ocean noticed this and simply told Aga, who had just woken up, that the drunkard was Dionysus.

Now, the six people are gathered around the table, looking at the "wine" being poured out of the so-called "divine artifact," and they can't help but feel a sense of dread.

Ou Shen poured himself another glass, picked it up, and swallowed hard as he watched the rapidly decreasing amount of wine.

“But…this is alcohol.” Ou Shen was eager to try it, but he was also afraid of leaving it here.

“I think you’d better be more cautious, O’Shing.” After fully understanding what he was going to do, Lemoni’s attitude became much more relaxed, unlike before, when although he addressed everyone as friends, there always seemed to be a thin veil between them.

“Indeed, if you were to die like this, even I would be heartbroken.” Ruslan’s expression was serious, but his words were nothing but sarcastic remarks.

“Actually, I feel there’s no need to try it at all.” Alma looked at the glass of wine with a frightened expression.

Ou Shen took a deep breath: "It's okay, even so, I'll give it a try."

After saying that, he placed the cup to his lips amidst the gazes of everyone who seemed to be bidding farewell to a fallen hero.

Then, drink the half-glass of wine in one gulp.

Ou Shen's first feeling was... nothing.

My entire esophagus was numb; I couldn't feel anything at all.

Then, I felt dizzy.

thump.

Ou Shen fell backwards without hesitation.

Ruslan rushed over to check on Ocean, only to find that Ocean was simply asleep.

"That...that Oceano was drunk like a dead pig after just half a glass." Alma looked in horror at the glass that Oceano had thrown aside when he collapsed. The little bit of wine left inside spilled onto the ground and disappeared without a trace in less than a second.

"This thing is terrifying." Aga grabbed his chair and took a step back. "I would rather die than go near this thing."

......

Noon the next day.

Ou Shen was still a little confused, but then he remembered what he was supposed to do.

“Lemoni, although we promised to go to Atlantis with you, there are some other things we need to take care of before we leave,” Oshin said to Jimia while rubbing his temples.

Lemony stood to the side, a smile in his eyes.

Speechless, Jimia grabbed Oshin's arm with both hands and turned Oshin's face towards Lemoni.

"What do you need me to do? Just say it." Lemoni's expressionless face only improved when he was drinking; otherwise, he basically had the same expression.

“Two things.” Oshin sat down abruptly, waving his fingers. “One is that I promised the tree I would help that kid Agah increase his magic power. The other… is the White Chimera.”

“So you do remember this.” Ruslan smiled.

"The white chimera, is it... the white chimera that ate Cheyhun's son?" Lemoni thought for a moment and found that there was indeed such a thing in his memory.

Ou Shen nodded: "If I don't get rid of that thing, I'll always feel really uncomfortable."

"Yes, it really feels like there's a thorn stuck in my heart," Miya sighed.

Cheyhun had been the one who had done him the greatest favor, yet he had only hunted an ordinary chimera; it seemed rather hasty by all accounts.

“Judging by the time, that kid Agah should be here soon.” Oshen stood up, leaning against the wall of the cabin. “You guys go and investigate where that white chimera is. Don’t make a move yet. I’ll teach Agah how to use magic.”

“Okay, let’s go then.” The three of them nodded in agreement without hesitation.

Not long after the three left, Aga arrived.

"Oshin." Aga greeted Oshin, who was standing on the beach enjoying the breeze.

"Oh! You're here." Ou Shen turned to look at Aga.

Aga nodded, touched his wristband, and the green light drifted into the sea, transforming into a familiar ship.