Chapter 1 The Blessing of 996

If someone had told Ron a month ago that 996 was a blessing for the company.

As a hard-working laborer, he would definitely say "yes, yes, yes", and then continue to work overtime to catch up with the progress, while in his heart he would engage in some super-friendly sports with the bald boss's immediate female relatives, hoping to add a few more pages to the other party's household registration book.

However, at this moment, Loen discovered that his "blessing" seemed to have really arrived.

However, the process seems to be rather murky...

In the crib made of yew wood, Lorne looked at his own chubby little hands in front of him, pressed his soft chest, and sighed helplessly.

Sudden cardiac death caused by arrhythmia, there is no way to avoid it, it’s an old killer of office animals, and several nearby office buildings have been visited by it before.

But Luo En didn't expect that this year's wave of performance in the underworld would come to him.

Damn it, can't you just hold on for a few more days? My year-end bonus for perfect attendance!

Lying in the crib, Loen clenched his fists with resentment, feeling extremely sad and angry.

But then, he looked at the furnishings around him, and the depressed mood he had been feeling for over a month was alleviated a lot.

The palace, clad entirely in white marble, is majestic and elegant, with the walls carved with exquisite and delicate patterns and powerful reliefs of figures. The pottery vases on the table, though crudely crafted, are inlaid with huge gems, while the cups and plates are luxurious gold and silver wares, and there is even a crystal wind chime hanging over the baby's crib.

Apparently as compensation for dying early in his previous life, he successfully changed his job from a laborer to a Roman noble, and had an independent sea view villa when he was born.

Lorne stretched out his short hands to grab the edge of the crib, poked his head out, and looked at the green lawn outside the window with his intelligent eyes.

Several maids in linen dresses were carefully surrounding a beautiful girl of the same age, like a group of stars surrounding the moon.

The girl's rosy face exudes youthfulness, her watery eyes are filled with innocence, her smooth neck and chest exude temptation, and her white and elegant corset cannot conceal her wild nature.

Under the fearful gaze of the maids, the beautiful girl ran barefoot on the hill covered with green grass, sometimes humming a ballad accompanied by the sweet music of the old shepherd's double-pipe shepherd's flute in the forest, and sometimes coming to the dangerous cliff, facing the rolling waves and stretching her waist to dance...

No one could have imagined that this was a young woman who had just given birth a month ago.

"Your Highness, please slow down! Please slow down, Your Highness..."

The maids cried out in fear, and after repeated persuasion, the beautiful princess finally went to the garden for a stroll, choosing the safer postpartum recovery exercise.

For example, they would wear ivy wreaths on each other's heads as flower decorations, or when the sound of a broad-horned bull was heard from the pasture, they would imitate the sound of the bull with interest and chuckle together.

It seems that I have met a mother who is very troublesome in this life.

Loen, lying in the crib, muttered a few words to himself and looked around.

This is a lush hill, with the sea to the west, and the undulating blue sea like a large piece of emerald. The city is adjacent to the east, and the stone buildings along the way are scattered with a simple charm. In the distant port, there are several simple sailboats docked.

Obviously, the world that Loen lives in now is not the era he is familiar with.

Judging from the tendency of the architectural system and the characteristics of the environment, it seems to be an ancient society in the style of ancient Greece.

Fortunately, I was born into a good family and didn't have to work like a slave. Otherwise, making a living in the feudal era would have been a nightmare.

Crash~~~~

The moist sea breeze blew open the delicate gauze curtains in front of the window, bringing with it a unique fishy and salty smell into the house.

"Haha, it turns out my little lion is awake."

The graceful figure walked briskly to the crib, picked up the little one clinging to the edge, held him gently in her arms, and paced around the room. The smiling face washed away the wildness of a girl, and exuded the unique tenderness of a "mother".

The baby, being teased affectionately, tried hard to poke his head out of the mother's arms, and his bright eyes revealed deep depression.

Although reincarnation was a good fortune, what currently bothered him the most was that there was an adult's soul living inside this baby's body.

Facing a "mother" who was younger than him in her previous life, Loen couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the postpartum recovery just now also consumed a lot of the mother's energy. The simple mother-child interaction did not last long. Loen was put back into the crib, and the beautiful princess sat in front of the windowsill, staring at the sky blankly.

It seemed that she was expecting something.

Boom!

Thunder and lightning fell, strong winds blew on the sea, thick dark clouds covered the sky, and muffled thunder sounded from the low-hanging clouds from time to time, and the whole mountaintop gradually became dim.

Is it going to rain?

Lorne, lying in the crib, yawned and looked a little sleepy.

However, the princess in front of the window stood up excitedly, her amber eyes showing deep joy, and she quickly re-adjusted her makeup and rushed briskly to the porch.

At the same time, a muscular figure appeared in front of the door, smiled, opened his arms, and hugged the girl who was running towards him.

The girl blushed and looked up, her beautiful eyes filled with admiration and joy.

"Lord Cronides, you, you are finally here!"

Oh, so this is my cheap dad’s name.

Loen, who was eavesdropping on the edge of the cradle, looked outside the door at his "father", who appeared for the first time since he was born. He frowned, and a sense of inexplicable murmur arose in his heart.

Colonides?

Strange, why does this name sound familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere before?

"I'm sorry, Semele, my love. I've been so busy lately that I wanted to see you the first thing I thought of as soon as I finished my journey."

On the corridor, the handsome young man with long silver hair and star-like eyes was speaking sweet words and telling some interesting stories about his journey.

The masculine charm emanating from his every gesture has completely conquered the princess in love. Her body is half leaning softly on her lover's chest. The love in her eyes becomes stronger and hotter, and her pretty face is flushed, like a beautiful blooming rose.

At this moment, through the screen window, looking at the parents who were so affectionate with each other, as if they only had eyes for each other, Lorne in the cradle had a look of disbelief on his face.

What the hell, is this possible?

As we all know, it is quite rude and offensive for servants to address their masters by their names, no matter what era.

In addition, his birth seemed to be deliberately concealed by his mother, and the castle had not allowed any outsiders for the past month, so Loen only officially learned his mother's full name today.

At the same time, corresponding information also appeared in his mind one after another.

Semele, the daughter of Cadmus, the builder of Thebes, and Harmonia, the goddess of harmony, and a descendant of Ares, the god of war...

As the memories of the text surged in his mind, Loen finally remembered the origin of the name "Cronides".

Cronides, which means "son of Cronus", was the alias of the god-king Zeus when he had an affair in the underworld.

It turned out to be the vest of the Olympus humanoid planter. No wonder it felt so familiar...

By the way, the place where Loen worked in his previous life was a game company that created games based on heroic epics and folk legends from various countries.

As the employee of the year, he naturally has a good knowledge of myths and legends.

After judging his parents' prominent status through their real names, Loen couldn't help but look at his own tender hands in surprise.

If the name is correct, then isn't he the legendary Dionysus?

——The one who was cursed by Hera and went crazy for half his life, but in the future miraculously replaced the [Goddess of the Hearth] Hestia and became the [God of Wine], one of the twelve main gods of Olympus?

The absurd thought did not last long, and Loen immediately shook his head with doubt in his eyes.

But this is obviously wrong.

According to Hesiod's "Theogony" and other related legends of ancient Greek mythology, Zeus had an affair with the Theban princess Semele, but was discovered by his legal wife Hera.

Hera was very jealous when she learned about it, and became a relative of the princess, instigating the princess to ask Zeus to see the posture of the god Zeus to verify his love for her. Zeus could not resist the princess's request and showed his true divine body, and Semele was burned in thunder and fire.

At that time, Semele was already pregnant, and Zeus was able to rescue the premature baby only by sewing him into his thigh. He did not take him out until the baby was full-term. When the baby was in Zeus' thigh, Zeus walked like a lame man, so he was named Dionysus, which means "the lame leg of Zeus."

Simply put, Dionysus, the god of wine, was born after the death of his mother Semele.

Could it be that I remembered it wrongly?

Or are the parents' names just a simple coincidence?

Unable to figure it out, Loen couldn't help but doubt his own judgment.

At this moment, under the embrace and admiration of Princess Semele, the silver-haired young man "Cronides" picked up his delicate lover by the waist and stepped into the hall.

But then, he stopped and looked at the cradle in the house with a frown.

"Ah, I was so happy to see you just now that I forgot to mention the birth of the baby."

Semele came to her senses, her cheeks flushed, and she shyly jumped out of her lover's arms, holding his large hand, and came to the cradle to show off.

"Look, his eyes and hair are so much like yours!"

However, the silver-haired young man in the room did not answer. He just stood there in a daze, looking deeply at the new life in the cradle.

"Are you unhappy?"

The unexpected silence made the princess look back in surprise.

"How could that be? This surprise was so sudden that it took me a little by surprise."

The silver-haired young man came back to his senses, revealing an extremely contagious smile, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Didn't the doctor say last time that the pregnancy was still a few months away?"

"Yes, the delivery time was much earlier than expected, but the child was very obedient and did not cause me too much pain."

The princess nodded in explanation, snuggling sweetly into her lover's shoulder.

At the same time, Loen looked at his "parents" who were showing their affection in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Well, it really is...

So this is considered premature birth, so you're to blame me?

After getting the exact answer, Loen's little head felt like a mess.

I’ve never won more than 50 cents in a lottery before, but this time I won a big one.

——Not only is he a member of the bloody royal family of ancient Greece, but he is also a candidate for one of the twelve gods of Olympus in the future.

Of course, if one wants to succeed in ascending to the throne and live a stable life, one must first ask the Queen Hera, who is known as the "Mistress Killer" and "Illegitimate Child Killer", whether she agrees.

You know, the mistresses and illegitimate children who died directly or indirectly at her hands could at least play three tables of mahjong.

But don’t panic, as long as your teammates don’t give up, you can still do it.

Loen glanced at his princess mother who was obviously in love, and muttered to himself.

You must not be fooled by Hera and insist on seeing Zeus' true form.

Of course, just in case, if it really comes to that, I will stop you even if I have to use all my strength.

As long as you survive Hera's pursuit, the hard days will be over.

As Loen was thinking, he glanced at the legendary king of gods, Zeus, and felt a little conflicted.

Do you want to build a good relationship with this cheap guy in advance?

With him by your side, you don’t even have to worry about Hera’s pursuit, just go with the easy mode.

The more he thought about it, the more he became interested. He couldn't help but look at Zeus's thigh, the thickest in Greece...

"It's been a tough time for you, dear."

At the same time, the God King, who went by the alias Cronides, seemed to have come back to his senses from the shock of having a son. A slight smile broke out on his tense face, and a soft male voice rang softly in his lover's ears.

"By the way, my dear, when you return from this journey, I have prepared the most brilliant gift for you as a proof of our love."

The princess, who was deeply in love, couldn't help but brighten up.

"Really? Where?!"

Zeus stroked his lover's hair lovingly, his voice unusually gentle.

"Just close your eyes first."

The princess nodded gently and closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed with anticipation.

Boom——

Thunder roared in the sky, dark clouds rolled outside the window, and a moment of light flashed by.

The handsome face with its back to the princess was filled with an iron-like coldness and hardness under the reflection of the thunder.

In the cradle, Loen, who was thinking about how to hug his thighs with his nose pinched, glanced at him inadvertently and was slightly stunned.

Strange, why do I feel that this cheap old man...

“Crack!”

In an instant, a series of explosions came from far away and dozens of electric sparks rushed down, piercing through the roof and pouring towards the two figures tightly hugging each other in the center.

The beautiful and fragile girl melted instantly like ice and snow under the scorching sun.

The tragic thunder continued to roll, and the scorching flames erupted, witnessing this love that was as bright as fire.

Everything is crumbling, everything is melting away.

“Crack!”

The majestic palace was torn in two and collapsed. The hill, unable to bear the weight, disintegrated and carried the remains of the palace into the turbulent ocean.

The yew cradle carrying the new life fell into the icy waves along with the collapsed palace and rocks.

There was no time to react. The world in Loen's eyes was cold and dark, and grief and anger accumulated in his small chest.

NMD, WSM!

Boom——!

In front of the cliff shrouded in lightning, the silver-haired figure stopped and looked at the pieces of yew trees piled on the foam, frowned slightly, and stepped forward.

“Buzz buzz buzz!”

At the same time, several star-like lights slowly lit up in the night sky, reflecting the outline of a towering mountain in the clouds.

Someone lit the flame?

Zeus didn't know what he was thinking about, his face froze, and he subconsciously retracted his step. His tall figure disappeared in the extinguished lightning.

(End of this chapter)