"We can't rule out the possibility that the goddess of beauty likes Cupid very much. Now that we've entered the dungeon, we'll be able to figure these things out sooner or later. So far, apart from the extra daily buff, my status has not been affected, my level is still there, and my inventory has not been sealed."
"Since this buff exists, it must be meaningless. It may weaken me. If I encounter an attack from the followers of the God of Light at night, I will be in danger."
For example, there was gunfire outside, and he was having sex with a woman in the room.
Then, they turned into ashes together.
Zhang Yuanqing was thinking in his mind, and his mouth was not idle either, he was always looking for topics to talk about to gather information.
After some conversation, he obtained a lot of useful information. The first was the current situation on the island. Due to the threat from the God of Light, the believers of the God of Beauty and the descendants of the God of Beauty on the island were actively preparing for war.
Amini's job was to lead the craftsmen in making arrows.
Secondly, the whereabouts of the goddess of beauty Aphrodite are similar. This god left Paphos Island not long ago and went out to seek help. It is very likely that he went to find his lover.
Finally, there is the issue of the number of heirs on the island, the class status, and Aphrodite’s emotional issues.
Aphrodite had a husband, but he never appeared. The goddess of beauty did not like anyone to mention him on the island, so Heraclesi did not know who he was.
I only knew that the goddess of beauty had a nominal husband from what I heard from Nian Chang's "slaves" discussing privately.
As for her actual husband, the goddess of beauty's public lover, he is a powerful god of war.
The god of war is Cupid's father, and he and the goddess of beauty have many children, who are different from the half-human Amenherasine.
They are all brave and strong men with extremely high combat power, and they all live on the island of Paphos.
Of course, in addition to the God of War, the Goddess of Beauty also secretly gathers with many lovers to fight the God of Love. How could she be a pure and warm warrior?
Zhang Yuanqing pretended to sigh: "My dear Heraclesi, why does Cupid not like me? This makes me very distressed."
The dark green-haired girl said softly, "Amini, because you are honest and kind. Cupid is a mischievous bastard who enjoys punishing mortals and teasing his brothers and sisters."
"Everyone is afraid of him, but you are the only one who is willing to stand up and criticize him, protecting the weak mortals, even though you are hated by Cupid for this."
Humph, he must be too naughty, so he cannot grow up. This is the curse of all living beings.
Looking at it this way, it’s not good. My trouble is not only the followers of the God of Light, but also Cupid on the island. Zhang Yuan grinned.
The two talked as they walked, and soon passed through the forest and came to the east side of the island. Suddenly, Zhang Yuanzhan saw a huge castle sitting on a rocky cliff by the sea.
The sound of waves hitting the rocks can be faintly heard from hundreds of meters away. The castle is built with pieces of solid black stone. It has a round lookout tower and a pointed bell tower. It is composed of a number of tall dome buildings and uses a large number of tall columns.
Extremely similar to the ancient Greek architectural style, behind the castle are stone houses cast with yellow mud, and the walls show obvious signs of erosion by sea breeze.
After communication on the way, Zhang Yuanqing roughly grasped the situation of Paphos Island. This island is the place where the goddess of beauty was born and also her palace on earth.
Those palaces built of yellow mud are inhabited by mortals who believe in the goddess of beauty. The mortals who follow the goddess of beauty can offer wine and delicious food to the goddess and the castle-shaped gods in their daily lives. In return, the goddess of beauty will protect them when they go fishing at sea, and they will not encounter storms or be disturbed by wild beasts.
At this time, dark-skinned mortals wrapped in animal skins were carrying wood and iron tools along the way to the castle. There were also many mortals in the forest setting traps and setting up crossbows, looking like they were actively preparing for war.
These weapons and traps are OK against ordinary people or enemies in the extraordinary realm, but they are totally insufficient when facing powerful enemies like saints, Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.
Soon, they passed through densely packed stone houses and arrived at the castle standing on the reef cliff.
Before entering the city, I heard shouting and scolding.
"Aphrodite was loudly scolding a blond boy. She had a slender figure, wheat-colored skin, and wore a one-piece robe. She held a straight sword and a shield.
In addition, she also has arm guards and a breastplate, and is a rare character with metal equipment.
Beside her, there were more than twenty strong men wearing helmets and holding spears lying in a row.
Zhang Yuanqing looked at the woman who was as agile as a female leopard. After the conversation just now, he easily identified the identity of the blonde woman.
Melnia, one of the offspring of Aphrodite and Ares, sister of Cupid.
This goddess inherited the power of the god of war and is in charge of war. She is the most powerful offspring of Aphrodite and has the strongest combat power.
"Amini!" Melnia looked over coldly, "Cupid is looking for you. You'd better go see him immediately before his anger erupts."
The fourteenth year of Tianbao, October, the sixth day.
The sky was filled with rolling dark clouds, and the mountain wind blew on one's body, enough to make one fall flat on one's face.
On a small mountain path, a young scholar was leading a skinny horse, trudging through the sandy and rocky path. The horse carried two bamboo baskets, one containing books and the other containing hiking supplies.
The young man held his head high and chest out, unaffected by the wind and sand. Instead, the skinny horse behind him stamped its feet frequently, and its eyes could not be opened due to the wind and sand, and it snorted continuously.
Xiahou Aotian sighed. His current identity was a student who went to Beijing to take the imperial examination. After ten years of hard study, he was full of knowledge and planned to go to Chang'an to make a name for himself.
But now it is the sixth day of November, the fourth year of Tianbao.
In three days, An Lushan rebelled!
That's right, the dungeon he entered was the Bachelor Class S-level dungeon "Anshi Rebellion", and the main quest was to participate in three random battles and win!
When Xiahou Aotian read the copy introduction, he slapped his thigh and said: Winning three battles is a piece of cake. Look, I can make a nuclear bomb with my hands in minutes and turn Xiao An and Xiao Shi into ashes.
The Bachelor is good at alchemy, array formation and weapon refining. He is knowledgeable and versatile. He is good at governing the country with literary skills and developing armaments to defeat the enemy with martial skills.
War dungeons are not uncommon among high-level bachelor's professions. After all, props, mechanisms, and equipment are all related to combat and war.
But to be honest, he regretted it a little bit, because in addition to the online mission, he also had a side mission: Arrive in Chang'an!
After arriving in Chang'an, his level was blocked and he encountered the same situation as several people in the copy of "The King of the Lost Country".
Today, Xia Hou Aotian is only at the extraordinary stage, and his ability to use props and consumables is also only at the extraordinary level.
The Bachelor's profession's Transcendent Realm is notoriously bad, and is known together with the Musician as the "Two Bad Spirit Realms"!
"On the way to Chang'an, we will definitely encounter danger. The most likely ones are bandits. Rebellions are unlikely. The An-Shi rebels will not betray us for another three days."
With my current strength, well, I still have quite a few props at the extraordinary stage. Ordinary bandits would be seeking their deaths if they came. I’m afraid there might be cultivators among the bandits.
Xiahou Aotian had a worried look on his face, wondering whether he should resist if he encountered bandits.
If you resist, you will inevitably be wounded, which would be an ignominious death. If you surrender you will also be dead. Unless you are sure of victory, it is better not to resist.
"But if I don't resist, I will hand my life over to the enemy. I will feel uneasy. I should learn from that shameless Yuanshi Tianzun and kneel down to the bandits, shouting: I am a scholar, I can read and write, I am proficient in arithmetic, I can be an accountant, I am very useful."
"Anyway, I'm just a poor scholar, and the bandits won't make much money from killing me. There's no benefit at all."
Xiahou Aotian muttered to himself that the mountain wind was getting stronger and stronger, blowing on his body as cold as a knife. The mountains on both sides were rising and falling like waves in the strong wind. The sky was covered with thick dark clouds. It was clearly ten o'clock in the morning, but the sky was as dark as night. A rainstorm was about to come in the mountains and ridges. There was no place to rest or shelter from the rain, so he could only lead the horse and speed up his journey.
"Patta~" A drop of cold rain fell on my face, followed by a "crackling" heavy rain.
Soon his coat was soaked through, Xiahou Aotian felt cold to the bone, he hadn't been cold for a long time, he couldn't help shivering, led the skinny horse and ran wildly, he didn't know how long it had passed, he saw a temple with red walls and black tiles on the mountain road ahead. It stood silently in the bitter wind and rain, with the dark sky and the deep mountains with dancing branches and leaves in the background.
Xiahou Aotian hesitated but decided to lead the horse and walk towards the somewhat dilapidated temple.
When we arrived at the temple gate, we saw that the wooden door was half-open and full of holes. There were neither lanterns nor plaques under the eaves, as if it had been abandoned for many years.
Xiahou Aotian breathed a sigh of relief. It was not good to have no one around. No one meant safety.
What he feared most was pushing open the temple door and seeing a group of bandits taking shelter from the rain in the temple. That would be embarrassing.
Looking through the half-open wooden door, it was dark and quiet inside, with shadows everywhere. Xiahou Aotian opened the inventory and took out a scarlet half-finger breathing glove. With a "hiss" from his palm, a flame more than ten centimeters high rose up.
With the help of the warm firelight, he led his horse over the threshold, walked towards the depths of the temple, and soon arrived at the main hall.
The hall is empty and covered with dust and cobwebs. The base does not enshrine a Buddha statue but a cracked statue of a god. It is obvious that this is not a temple but a temple for mountain gods or city gods.
Xiahou Aotian walked around the hall and didn't find any wood, so he got some charcoal from the bamboo slips on the horse's back and started a fire.
The candidates who came to Beijing from the mountains to take the imperial examinations all carried some charcoal with them for warmth, as they sometimes had to sleep overnight in the mountains.
After roasting for about half a quarter of an hour, the coldness was expelled from the body and the body warmed up. Xia Hou Aotian looked outside the dark hall. It was still raining, and water droplets fell along the eaves like broken pearls.
The mountain wind brings the splashed water vapor into the hall. The air is damp and cold in summer.
Aotian draped his coat over the horse's back and used the warmth of Ma Tian's body temperature and the charcoal fire to warm it.
After several hours of hiking on the mountain trail, he was physically exhausted. He yawned, took a short rest, and was ready to rest up enough before continuing his journey. At this moment, there was a knock on the door outside the hall. The sound was abrupt and strange in the silent rain.
Xia Hou Aotian frowned. He didn't hear any footsteps until there was a knock on the door.