24 years old, alien god, raising the era of humanity

"Muggle! Jason, you weakling! A coward without courage!"

These words were pure provocation, and the atmosphere between the two parties became increasingly intense, until the war of words turned into a physical conflict, and a friendly match in a tavern broke out instantly.

The six mercenaries and Jason were in a group, and the heroic spirits and humans were coming and going in a lively manner. The tavern was filled with a happy atmosphere, and all kinds of laughter and applause could be heard endlessly.

The mercenaries seemed to be familiar with Jason. Although they beat him fiercely, they did not use weapons and simply hit him with their fists.

But even so, Jason could not withstand the siege of six people, and after persisting for a while, he chose to lie down.

"Fight! Beat me to death if you dare! You ungrateful bitches! The money-losing man risked his life to rescue you from the wolf's den!"

Covering his face with his arms, Jason screamed miserably.

The mercenaries looked at each other with helpless expressions. Finally, they sighed at each other and had no choice but to leave.

Before leaving, they also helped Jason pay off the wine and the damage to the tavern.

"Hiss...what's going on with this Jason? Why is he fighting back and forth with six ordinary people?"

"You actually lost. This man is actually the captain of the Argo?"

"Haha, you guys underestimate Jason too much. I think he pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger, and he doesn't bother to get serious with ordinary people!"

"It seems that these mercenaries have a relationship with Jason. Has Jason been summoned a long time ago?"

"Then why don't you go to sea on the Argo? Isn't it because you don't want to?"

The barrage in the BB live broadcast room flew by quickly, and everyone was wondering why Jason couldn't defeat a group of mercenaries, and why he didn't go to sea to deal with Poseidon.

"Really...if only Hercules were here."

Patting down his somewhat dirty clothes, Jason sighed and walked out of the tavern.

Those mercenaries were rescued by him from a human trafficking organization, and they had some affection for each other. Although they had quarrels and got into fights, they didn't mean to go too far.

Under the dim street lights, the golden-haired young man walked dejectedly, complaining about various things.

For example, prices in Greece are getting higher and higher, the accommodation is always without water and electricity, the magic power cannot be replenished, and the Noble Phantasm cannot be used.

In his scattered thoughts, the audience finally got some information.

Jason does not seem to be a combatant on the Argonaut. His own strength is limited. With poor magic power and unusable noble phantoms, his combat effectiveness is no different from that of ordinary people.

"The heroic spirit is also worried about the rising price of pork... Suddenly it feels like it's not a big deal for the heroic spirit."

"Jason has been studying with the great sage Chiron for a few years, but he seems to be a pure mortal. The skills he learned are just mortal fighting abilities. It is normal that he cannot compare with other demigod heroes."

"Why doesn't Jason think of a way to replenish his magic power? If he can use the Noble Phantasm, he must be very powerful!"

"For example, if you want to summon the Argonauts or something, of course the captain must have his own ship!"

Following Jason's footsteps, the audience in the BB live broadcast room became noisy.

But Jason didn't know these things. Greece was cut off from the Internet half a month ago. Many people threw their electronic devices into the trash can. The golden-haired scumbag also failed to learn the unique skill of walking and playing with his mobile phone at the same time.

When he was about to cross the crisscrossing rivers in the city of Piraeus Port, an old woman sitting and resting next to the wooden bridge asked:

"Young man, can you help me?"

"The old woman has a sprained ankle and is afraid to cross this bridge."

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"Can you please give me a ride? I will reward you..."

The old woman's voice was hoarse, her face was shrouded in shadow, and her wrinkled hands kept rubbing her right foot, looking like she was really in trouble.

Although Jason was a little drunk and had just been beaten, when he saw such a poor old man, he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"Coward...trouble, who cares about the reward of an old guy like you?"

He cursed, but Jason still squatted down and let the old man climb on his back.

This scene made the audience in the BB live broadcast room smile and feel that although Jason has some shortcomings, he is still a good heroic spirit.

But when Jason was leading the old woman across the wooden bridge, he lost his footing and stepped into the gap between the wood. When he pulled his foot out with force, his shoe did fall in. in the river.

"Unlucky..."

"Um!?"

"Why is this scene so familiar?"

The golden-haired young man shook his bare feet, complained and planned to continue walking, but suddenly he seemed to remember something, and he was frozen in place and unable to move.

"What's wrong? Young man, keep walking?"

The words of the old woman on her back sounded slowly, but they were different from the old ones before and became more meaningful.

"I remember...the reason why Jason built the Argonauts and went to Colchis to obtain the Golden Fleece was because he helped the goddess Hera cross the river."

"Yes, yes, he also dropped a shoe at that time."

"Damn it! The scene has reappeared! Could this old woman be the goddess Hera?"

The viewers in the BB live broadcast room are not adults. Some of them are familiar with Greek mythology and have studied various legends deeply.

On the broken wooden bridge, Jason was already sweating profusely.

It’s okay to not know who the old woman is, but this is obviously a fucking trap!

The goddess Hera is one of the most moody gods!

"Well...if I go back now, is it still too late?"

As if a drowning man was grasping at the last straw, Jason said weakly.

"What do you say?"

The old woman leaned close to Jason's ear and said the words that women like to make men guess.

Jason shed tears of regret.

230.Hercules

The heavy pressure made Jason difficult to walk. He walked for three minutes on a wooden bridge that was only a few dozen meters long. Anyone could see his struggle and resistance. The appearance of the goddess Hera meant that huge trouble was coming.

"Why are you walking so slowly? Does our weight make you feel embarrassed?"

After arriving on the other side of the river, the old woman nimbly jumped off Jason's back, and what followed was a soul torture.

"How could it be! It's an honor for me, Jason, to spend more time with such a kind-hearted, beautiful and elegant goddess like you!"

Listening to the beautiful voice of the goddess Hera, Jason was sweating profusely and did not dare to look back.

But despite the fear in her heart, she had to spare no effort in complimenting her to avoid being resented by this most difficult goddess.

"Hmm~ He has a sweet mouth, and he has a good skin, so he is really popular with girls."

"But...? Hahaha..."

"How dare you be so frivolous with my great god Hera? Do you know what the consequences will be?"

The voice of the goddess Hera was extremely pleasant, but after laughing for a while, it turned sharply, full of cruel malice and traps.

The temperament is changeable and unpredictable. It is very difficult to please the gods, because you don't know whether the other person will turn against you in the next second.

"Ah! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I was rude! In order to make up for the mistake! I am willing to donate all my property to the great goddess Hera!"

Hearing that Hera was taking the opportunity to explode, Jason quickly and flexibly acted like a wild goose on a flat sand, and said the most humble and cowardly words.

But in fact, a thought flashed through his mind.

[Sure enough, it is very popular with girls...]

Why do you say that? Hera should know everything that happened on the Argonaut. She should not speak in such an uncertain tone.

Unless...this Hera is not the Hera of pan-human history.

As soon as this idea came up, he was crushed to death.

The conceptual god of pan-human history, Hera, is terrifying enough. If it were the mechanical god of the Atlantic Ocean, Hera... my life would be at risk!

In the BB live broadcast room at this moment, the audience was happy to see Jason deftly throw himself to the ground after the goddess Hera just said a few words.

"Hahaha! This is too cowardly! He knelt down after being slightly frightened!"

"Hey, this is normal. Hera is the wife of the great god Zeus and the leader of the Twelve Olympus gods. Her strength and wisdom are the top among the gods."

"Hiss... I always feel that the appearance of this Hera is a bit too coincidental. Wait... is she the Hera from the history of pan-humanity or the Hera from the Lostbelt!?"

"Damn it! I forgot, besides the goddess Hera that Jason is familiar with! There is also a mechanical god Hera in the Atlantic Lostbelt!?"

"Then... what is the purpose of finding Jason?"

The audience started a heated discussion. Although the goddess Hera did not show any amazing wisdom or divine power, the name Hera alone could shock everyone.

As the mother goddess among the twelve Olympian gods, Hera can share the wisdom and power of the great god Zeus, and has the priesthood of marriage, fertility, etc., and is one of the most trouble-making gods in Greek mythology.

"Hehehe, Jason, do you think I will care about your little property?"

Facing Jason's kneeling apology, Hera smiled charmingly and said nonchalantly.

The blond young man with his head lowered touched his shriveled pocket, with a slightly embarrassed expression on his face.

He is not a prince now, he is just a penniless heroic spirit. His entire property is only three melons and two dates. How can he be able to attract the attention of the goddess Hera.

"Then what do you mean...?"

However, listening to Hera's tone, she didn't intend to take the opportunity to get angry. Jason relaxed slightly and quickly asked respectfully.

"Leader of the Argonauts, captain of the Argonauts, now that mankind is living in the heat of water, why don't you raise your sails, row your oars, and write a new heroic story?"

Walking around to Jason, Hera's voice was clear and melodious, as if she was singing and narrating some poem, and it had the magic power to confuse people's hearts.

She actually wanted to let Jason go to sea, and came with the intention of solving the problem of the four-sea blockade.

"This……"

"The sea is full of monsters, the waves are treacherous, and Poseidon, the god of the sea, is sitting there. I'm afraid I won't be able to go to sea with my strength and wisdom..."

"And for some reason, there's something wrong with my Noble Phantasm. Although I can still summon the Argonauts, I can't get a response from any of my partners."

Hearing that the goddess Hera also wanted him to go to sea, Jason quickly changed into the most pious and formal tone.

In order to prove his statement, he also tried to summon the phantom of the Argonaut.