In Order to Become a Heroic Spirit, I Had to Do Things in History

Poseidon's humanoid sub-individual entered this glorious underwater palace and placed the maiden Doris in his room.

Poseidon remained expressionless.

"Scanning system - start, analyze vital signs." The mechanical voice sounded from the inside of the sub-individual, and Poseidon seemed to be sluggish.

"The human body, the fabrication begins."

Poseidon closed his eyes.

A certain power, a certain idea, passed from Poseidon's mind to Doris's mind.

"Pheromone - transmission complete."

"Reproductive Isolation - Lifting Completed."

"Manufacture genes and add divinity."

"The life-making experiment has been prepared, and the parent body has confirmed it."

"Experiment—begin."

===Chapter 470 Chapter Three God Concubine===

Doris sat on the palace bed, her face full of resentment.

She clutched her stomach and gritted her teeth.

boom--

Tremors came from the temple.

Doris glared at the door of the room.

The tall man who appeared there was named Poseidon.

Poseidon walked over with an expressionless face.

"Scan - Begin."

His eyes swept across to Doris.

"The mother is in good condition, and the daughter is in good condition."

Poseidon closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, it was already the appearance of human eyes.

"Doris, my concubine, how do you feel?" he asked in a gentle tone.

"...What do you think of me? Lord God?" Doris raised her head and glared at Poseidon, "Are you satisfied, or are you still going to continue humiliating me here? Look at me like this Mere humans cry?"

"I hope you can no longer misunderstand me, Doris, my goddess." Poseidon smiled indifferently, "You should feel honored."

"Honor? It's an honor for you to bring me here to have this baby, my lord?" Doris retorted.

Poseidon was silent.

"I... can grant one of your requests, Doris, my concubine." Poseidon's fictitious personality made his eyes dodge a little.

"...I want a longbow." Doris hugged her legs and buried her face in her knees.

"...I agreed." Poseidon hesitated for a moment, then agreed.

"Also, I want to go back to my tribe," said Doris, looking up.

"...No problem." Poseidon nodded again.

"Then send me back quickly." Doris jumped off the bed with a blank expression, "I don't want to see you in my life, even for a second."

Poseidon was silent.

Did you do something wrong?

He just followed Zeus' suggestion and carried out breeding behavior.

That's it.

But Poseidon did not intend to refute Doris' opinion.

It is true that she is Poseidon's concubine, but now that the existence of a daughter has been confirmed, as long as Poseidon confirms the birth of the daughter, it is enough.

The offspring is the one that Poseidon cares about.

"I will send you the longbow you want, my concubine." Poseidon raised his trident, summoned the water, and wrapped Doris.

Doris stepped into the water and pointed her middle finger at Poseidon.

Poseidon frowned and manipulated the water to let Doris flow toward the island.

......

A crowd gathered around the shore, and Doris had been gone for days, and the tribe was looking for her.

She is the next patriarch, and there is no room for failure.

Cora sat next to an old woman: "Grandma, my sister really didn't disappear, but was taken away by the gods."

The old woman held up her scepter and was a little impatient: "Kola, shut up, don't say any more, that skin boy probably ran away because he was afraid of being the patriarch. Where did the god come from?"

She is the current patriarch and grandmother to Doris and Cora, named Delia.

Then, in the next second, a huge water column shot up from the bottom of the sea.

"what--!"

"Fa! What happened!"

"Why does a waterspout suddenly appear!"

"Everyone run away!"

The people in the tribe fled in panic.

However, the speed of the water column was extremely fast, and it swept from the sea to the beach in an instant.

wow-

A huge jet of water washed over the ground, slapping everyone aside.

"...Poseidon..." Delia said blankly, looking at the water column that had disappeared, soaked all over.

A figure appeared where the water column disappeared.

"Is... Doris?" Delia rubbed her eyes and said incredulously.

A man ran forward: "Patriarch, it is indeed Doris."

"Quick, Cora, help me over!" Delia supported her crutches, staring at Doris's direction with her dim old eyes, and quickly beckoned to Cora.

Doris was lying on the beach, already in a coma.

"Doris, Doris..." Delia took the unconscious Doris's hand and looked at the sea.

"Really...Poseidon..." she murmured.

Doris's lips twitched and she slowly opened her eyes.

What I saw was a familiar face.

"Grandma..." she called softly.

Delia hugged Doris in her arms.

"Doris, my granddaughter, the girl favored by God..."

"...That's not petting." Doris said with some resentment and some powerlessness.

"That's petting." Delia released Doris and looked at Doris solemnly, "God Princess Doris, please accept our worship."

Headed by Delia, all the clansmen bowed deeply to Doris.

Doris watched all this in astonishment.

Tears flowed out for some reason.

why......

Why do you worship me for such a humiliating experience...worship...

......

the next day.

The new patriarch, Doris, the goddess of Poseidon, sat in the largest shack with an expressionless face.

"Liliana, today, you take the hunting team and explore the southwest of the island, try to hunt some goats and come back." She had a cold face, but there was a little hope in her eyes.

The result...is the same fanaticism and adoration: "Yes, Patriarch Doris!"

A blue vein appeared on Doris' forehead.

The muscles on her face twitched slightly, and finally, she sighed: "Try to bring back some lambs, it's goat breeding season, and, be careful of monsters."

"I understand!"

The clan named Liliana walked out and led the hunting team in the tribe to the designated direction.

"The team responsible for picking berries has also set off."

Yesterday was the patriarch, but today Delia, who was already an elder, looked at Doris respectfully.

"...grandmother," Doris whispered.

Delia looked at Doris: "Patriarch, God Concubine, please don't call me that title again. You only need to pay respect to the great sea god Poseidon now."

"...Nah Delia, I order you not to say that name again." Doris felt extremely annoyed, she could only say this.

"Yes, I won't put forward that name in front of you again. I understand that that noble name only belongs to you." Delia bowed down.

Doris felt suffocated.

"I'm going to the beach for a walk, Cora, let's go." She stood up and left angrily.

"Here, the patriarch." Cora glanced at Delia cautiously and followed behind Doris.

"Are you going to meet that god... Oh, what a pity, why didn't I see the sea god when I was young." Delia raised her body and sighed.