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Greece: Zeus wants me to be the Queen of the Heavens?

"Transcending into ancient Greek mythology, Eros became a super handsome young shepherd. He lived a life of eating and dressing without worries every day, but it was a bit too lonely. Until one day, he met an extremely beautiful girl by the river, who struck him deeply in both looks and personality. Sparks of love quickly ignited between them. Until one intimate encounter, the goddess Hera suddenly appeared before Eros. 'Who are you?' Eros asked in shock. The beautiful girl in his arms answered his question. 'She is the goddess Hera.' Eros was astonished and asked hastily, 'Are you the goddess Hebe, the goddess of youth? Or which goddess?' 'No,' the girl smiled faintly. 'I am the king of the gods, Zeus. Are you interested in being the queen of the heavens?'"

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Chapter 1: She is My Wife

"Darling, did you just say that the world revolves around the sun?"

The young girl, barefoot, stepped on the smooth cobblestones, her golden hair shining brightly in the night breeze.

The pure white fabric revealed the faint curves, exposing her fair and delicate arms.

Eros, standing behind her, looked at the scene before him like a painting, a smirk playing on his lips.

"Of course, every shining star in the sky, like the sun, is actually a celestial body."

Raising his arm, Eros pointed to the stars in the night sky, explaining to the young girl.

"Look, the brightest one is Venus, also known as the Morning Star, a celestial body slightly smaller than the land beneath our feet."

"The planet we stand on is captured by the gravity of the sun."

Eros spoke eloquently, while the young girl in front of him just smiled at him.

She quietly listened to his unrealistic, seemingly empty words.

After talking for a while, Eros finally came back to his senses and apologized slightly.

"Sorry, I've said a lot of nonsense. You must think that what I said is all unrealistic gibberish, right?"

"No."

The exquisitely perfect girl reached out and held his hand, her eyes full of tenderness.

"As long as it's you, Eros, I believe everything you say."

"Dione, you..."

Eros held the hand of this beautiful girl, his handsome face filled with joy.

Finally, finally met a kindred spirit! Do you know how he has survived all these years?His name is Eros, a well-received transmigrator.

But the moment he opened his eyes when he crossed into this world, Eros almost bit his tongue off.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his savage parents wearing animal skins, living in a wilderness survival hell-level start, the kind where even dogs don't wear clothes.

Crossing into another world or history, at least let him start from a civilized society, right?

How did he end up starting directly from the first life form in the water?

And even if he wanted to play wilderness survival, shouldn't he at least be an adult first?

Starting as an infant ape, how could he play?

Especially when he realized that he didn't even have a diaper, Eros felt even more despair.

He was fifteen and couldn't fight.But fortunately, there's always a way out. Eros smoothly passed his childhood.

Because the resources in this world are so abundant, far beyond his imagination.

Bushes are full of sweet and sour berries, and the fruits on the trees are so heavy they seem to crush the branches.

Fat fish jump in the streams, and seeds thrown casually can grow into full grains of wheat.

The difficulty of survival has directly changed from hell level to idiot level, as long as you have a mouth, you won't starve to death.

Just when Eros thought he was going to live a life of idleness and emptiness.

Other people in the tribe handed him bloody raw meat and invited him to eat.Eros naturally refused, relying on the little knowledge still in his brain.

He successfully lit a fire by friction and had his first barbecue in this world.

At that time, he thought he had ignited the spark of wisdom, the beginning of human civilization.

But he never expected that others would look at him with horror, and then drive him out of the tribe.

Isn't this script wrong?

In novels, shouldn't these primitive people be greatly shocked and revere him as a god?

Did he not get the protagonist's script?Eros looked at his reflection in the river.

Shouldn't it be? He's so handsome, even if he's not the protagonist, he should be a major character.

But it's not too bad. After living in seclusion for a while, he began to improve his life through constant attempts.

He built a house, tamed many flocks, planted fruits and grains, and gradually lived more comfortably.

But in contrast, as life became more and more abundant, Eros' heart became more and more restless.

He needs a beautiful girl!A normal one, who can think independently, comfort him physically and mentally, and fill the emptiness—a beautiful girl!Anyway, give him a beautiful girl!

Just when Eros thought he might grow old alone, he met a girl named Dione.

She was beautiful and intelligent, completely different from the primitive people in demeanor.

And she was very willing to listen to Eros' many troubles and some theories and knowledge that sounded ridiculous in this era.

With all these qualities, plus her perfect appearance that matched Eros's taste.Now he really couldn't resist.

And everything developed naturally, the relationship between the two quickly warmed up, and they boldly expressed their love.

Now, there's just one step left, and his life will be complete!

The two held hands tightly, the moon's shadow rippling on the water's surface.

The brilliant starlight was dimmed by the girl's appearance, appearing dull and dim.

At this moment, there was silence all around, a perfect atmosphere.

There couldn't be a more perfect time than now!

Eros' lips moved slightly, ready to make the final charge.

The girl in front of him smiled slightly, with a smile that touched the soul.

Then, before Eros could speak, she leaned forward and kissed him directly.

The girl's soft lips exuded a faint floral fragrance, pressing him down by the river.

Between earlobe rubbing, the initiative was completely controlled by the other party.

Eros was a little dazed, why does she seem so experienced?

This isn't right?

Forget it, let's not worry about it for now, it might just be his imagination.

Eros was about to turn over when a lightning bolt flashed across the sky.

The earth-shattering thunder seemed to pierce his eardrums, and a figure appeared in the thunder.

Similar to Dione's white robe, but taller, with a crown made of flower branches on her head.

Fine gemstone bracelets were wrapped around her delicate wrists and ankles, and the silk ribbon sandals under her feet seemed to be made of gold.

The unknown material veil covered her face, but through the revealed brows and eyes, one could see the anger in her eyes, staring at Eros.

Her body exuded a sense of oppression, making Eros feel overwhelmed and stopping his movements.

This sudden change left Eros somewhat bewildered, looking at the woman who suddenly appeared, glaring at him, he subconsciously asked.

"Who are you?"

The girl in Eros' arms replied calmly to his question.

"She is my wife."