Greek Mythology: the Pirates of Dionysus

Growth of Demigods|Refining Wine of All Things|Invincible Flow|Reversal of Wits|Greek Mythology My name is Dionysus. A demigod raised by sea nymphs, he doesn't believe in gods and has no desire to become a god. Until Gaia, the mother of the earth, told me personally that my biological mother was imprisoned in the hell of the underworld - a place that even the immortal gods did not want to approach. I have to save her. So I left the gentle sea, took a few magic potion recipes given by my adoptive mother, and stepped into the mortal world. On my first night ashore, I was drugged by a group of pirates. When I woke up, I was tied up in a smelly storage room, with rags stuffed in my mouth, and all the valuables I could find on my body were stripped clean. The group of people outside were drinking and having fistfights on the deck, discussing how to spend my money after docking. They thought they had caught a fat sheep. They didn't know that this storage room, filled with salted fish, rags and moldy cables, was an arsenal in my eyes. I am the god of wine. Everything can be refined. ——The first bottle of aperitif is now ready. … The climb back to Olympus from Hell is a long one, but the first step always starts with killing a pirate ship.