As Abigail, I caused trouble in infinite space.

"You say selling people is so boring? Wouldn't it be more attractive if I just took out your divine essence and sold it to those merchants? And you, well, I can sell you to those guys who like delicate skin and tender flesh. Wouldn't that be even better? Hmm, I really am a genius!"

Of course, while Abigail felt good about herself, Hermes, who was listening to Abigail say these words, was extremely terrified. If what she said was true, he, who had been separated from his godhood, would no longer be one of the twelve Olympian gods.

The Simulated Star Chart of Olympus doesn't just affect those sealed within it.

"You...you passed! You passed my test! So let me go, and I'll open the way for you now."

"Is that all? Didn't you ask me to bring you the results? How can you do it without demonstrating?"

Seeing Abigail's eager anticipation, Hermes was truly afraid that this fellow would be reckless and separate his divine essence. Even if the other gods could avenge him, he himself would be doomed.

"No need, no need. Your method no longer needs to be verified. No mortal can resist the temptation of a godhood, so there's no need to put it into practice."

Hermes smiled ingratiatingly, suddenly regretting that he had come to provoke this crazy person who dared to do anything.

"Do you think I'd believe you, God of Fraud? It would be better if you separated your divine essence and found someone else to open the door for me."

"No, no, I'm not lying to you, I really am not lying! I'll open the way for you right now!"

After Hermes finished speaking, Abigail noticed that the force blocking her path had disappeared.

"Alright then, I'll let you go. Little Flame, White Demon, let's go."

Chapter 314 Continuing Onward

The journey continues. Although Abigail passed Hermes' test using this special method, there are still 11 more challenges ahead. The other gods are not as easy to deal with as Hermes.

"Abigail, you just took Hermes' shoes like that?"

Looking at Abigail, who was lying flat and floating in the air, White Yaksha asked her.

"Why not take it if it's free? Besides, this little guy is quite sensible. I'm actually looking forward to what the second level will be like. I wonder if I can get any other fun things."

At this point, Abigail suddenly fell from the sky.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

"Let's go, let's go, I see the next level."

Abigail excitedly led the other two and quickly arrived at the second checkpoint.

But in front of the checkpoint was a burly man, whose posture was rather strange, as if he had a limp.

"I am Hephaestus, the god of fire and craftsmen. If you wish to continue, complete the trials I have given you."

"Hephaestus? By the way, your trial isn't going to be about forging a divine artifact, is it? I don't know how to make a hammer."

"No, I will not force you. Heroes do not need to learn forging techniques, but as heroes, they must possess a powerful enough weapon. My trial is simple: find enough materials, and I can forge a weapon for you. The quality of the weapon depends on the materials you use."

"Wait... let me sort this out. You mean you're going to forge a weapon for us? Is this a trial?"

Abigail looked at Hesphytos with some confusion and said.

"Actually, I have a request. It's about my wife, Aphrodite, who is behind me. I haven't seen my wife for a long time. This time, I hope to go up with you to see my wife. If you are with her, she will not be able to refuse to see me."

"Oh, okay, what do you think of this rock? I don't need any fancy weapons, I'll just use whatever I can find."

Abigail casually picked up a slightly smooth-looking stone from the side and handed it to Hephaestus.

However, Herphistos looked at Abigail with some surprise:

"I am the god of fire and craftsmen, and you just give me a random stone like this? At the very least, you should give me some slightly rarer materials. Besides, this is my chance to personally forge weapons for you, are you just going to waste it like this?"

"Actually, I don't care what kind of weapon I want, and I don't know how to use weapons. Even if you really forge me a divine weapon, I'll just treat it as a toy. Besides, where am I supposed to find some rare materials for you right now? Just make do with what you have. Just grind some stones and consider that as forging a weapon."

"You're really something else. Every hero who came to me before hoped I could forge them a peerless weapon. Now you have that opportunity but you don't want it. But since you put it that way, then let's do as you wish. By the way, what kind of weapon do you want?"

Hearing Hephaestus's question, Abigail became somewhat curious:

"What other tricks can you pull off with this rock?"

"Don't underestimate me. I can forge even ordinary stones into weapons that are among the best in this world."

"Oh, whatever you like, just make something small, like a dagger or a shuriken, or how about a round throwing star? I can hang it around my neck as a decoration, to make it look nice!"

Hephaestus examined the stone in his hand, seemingly pondering how to begin the work.

"I understand. Please wait a moment, I'll go back first."

"Hey, you're not going to be working on a blacksmith's job for ten days or half a month, are you?!"

“If you bring me extremely rare materials, I could spend years crafting a perfect weapon, but since your requirements are so low, a few hours will suffice.”

"A few hours? Hmm, that's acceptable. The sooner we go, the sooner we'll be back!"

And so, a few hours later, Hephaestus returned, bringing with him a string of pendants.

"Here you go."

Abigail accepted the pendant, and her assessment of it was:

"This thing is really quite simple."

This pendant is simply a miniature sword, without any other decorations or sparkles.

"Actually, this little sword has the ability to enlarge and shrink. If you need to use it, just activate the switch inside, and it can grow or shrink as you wish. By the way, this thing should be able to help you later."

After listening to Hephaestus's words, Abigail immediately tried it out, and sure enough, the sword grew larger. After playing with it for a while, Abigail put the sword away.

"Alright, I've received the items. Now, can we move on?"

Hephaestus didn't say much and opened the path to continue forward.

On the way thereafter, Hephaestus followed behind Abigail and her companions. They then came to the third pass, where, just as Hephaestus had said, stood an extremely beautiful woman, who was none other than Aphrodite, the Greek goddess of beauty.

Upon seeing Aphrodite, Hephaestus excitedly ran towards her. However, Aphrodite's expression changed, and she immediately wanted to leave, but when she saw Abigail and the others behind her, she could only helplessly stay where she was.

“Aphrodite, I’ve finally met you. Look, this is what I made for you. See if there’s anything you like.”

"Hephaestus, didn't I say I didn't want to see you? And what do you mean by this? Are you trying to embarrass me in front of others?"

Aphrodite pointed at Abigail and the others and said.

"No, no, no, how could I think that? It's just that you haven't been seeing me, so I had no choice but to do this just to see you. Please forgive me. If you forgive me, I will give you anything you want."

Aphrodite, watching Abigail and the others spectating, just wanted to get rid of Hephaestus as soon as possible. So she said somewhat helplessly:

"I have important business to attend to right now, so you'd better go back! Can't we talk about anything else after we get back?"

"But if I go back, you won't see me again? Unless you promise me you won't stay home anymore."

"Okay, I agree. Now you'd better go back right now and stop making a fool of yourself here!"

Having received Aphrodite's promise, Hephaestus left happily.

Aphrodite breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Hephaestus had finally left.

She then turned her gaze to Abigail and the others.

(These despicable guys made me lose face so badly, I have to teach them a lesson!)

"I am Aphrodite. If you wish to continue, pass my trial."

"Alright, enough with the nonsense, just tell me, what is your trial?"

Seeing Abigail's completely disregard for her, Aphrodite was extremely displeased.

(You're so arrogant after passing only two postgraduate entrance exams? I'll show you what a real test is.)

“Very well, I am the God of Love and Beauty. My trial is simple. I love beautiful things, so I want you to obtain the most beautiful things in my eyes.”

After hearing Aphrodite's words, Abigail's face fell.

“You’re making things difficult for me, Abigail! What’s the most beautiful thing is up to you to decide. If you don’t want us to come over, just say so.”

"My requirement is this: if you can't offer the most beautiful thing, you can forget about moving forward."

Aphrodite seemed determined to make things difficult for Abigail and her friends.

Abigail looked at Aphrodite, and suddenly, she rushed towards Aphrodite and grabbed her arm.

"What do you want to do?"

Aphrodite looked at Abigail warily.

"Didn't you say you wanted me to retrieve the most beautiful thing in your eyes? Aren't I retrieving it now?"

With a single effort, Abigail pulled Aphrodite over.

"Alright, I have obtained the most beautiful thing. So, Goddess, do you think I have fulfilled my requirements?"

"this......"

Aphrodite finally realized what Abigail was up to.

Actually, the initiative is still in Aphrodite's hands, but... Aphrodite just can't bring herself to say "You didn't finish." Even though saying that would leave Abigail helpless, wouldn't that be admitting that she's not the most beautiful?

Aphrodite absolutely could not tolerate such a thing.

"Goddess, announce the results. But speaking of which, as expected of the goddess who represents beauty, her skin and figure are truly perfect."

Seeing Abigail's mocking expression, Aphrodite felt extremely uncomfortable.

"You stop right now! You've won this time!"

Aphrodite said this through gritted teeth.

"Haha, you really are a narcissistic woman!"

"What did you say?! My beauty is universally acknowledged!!"

"I remember there was a time when Hera and Athena were competing with you for the title of the most beautiful goddess, didn't they? When did you become universally recognized as such?"

"Hmph, I am clearly the most beautiful, how can they compare to me? If they hadn't used despicable means to coerce the person making the choice... Hmph! I say you should let go now."

"Open the door first, or what if you run away?"

Aphrodite glanced at Abigail, then opened the path for them to continue.

"Is it okay now?"

"Alright, you can go now. Since you're so eager to go back to see your husband, I can't stop you, can I?"

"you!"

However, Abigail had no intention of paying any more attention to this unfriendly goddess. Now that the path ahead was clear, Abigail naturally continued onward.