I, with my frail and sickly body, simultaneously traverse hundreds of worlds.

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I, with my frail and sickly body, simultaneously traverse hundreds of worlds.

Author: ~Yakumo Ao~

Introduction:

Born into a weak and sickly family, Bai Zhi lived in a small hospital ward. She had two wishes: to continue living and to see more of the unknown.

That night, the light shining through the window ushered in a new chapter in Bai Zhi's life.

"Let me tell you, Atalanta, awesome!" Bai Zhi from the Type-Moon world gave a thumbs up.

"Hegemony of destiny, chaos of reverse entropy, the world serpent is heaven!" Bai Zhi of the collapsing world truly lives up to her name as the White Dove.

"Even if I have a halo above my head and wings on my back, I, Bai Zhi, will still live on in this world!" Bai Zhi from the Terra world set up her Blue Flame Heavy Machine Gun, and no one dared to utter a sound in front of her.

In the Angelica Space, the Angelicas from different worlds began their daily 'cultivation' once again.

This book is also known as "My Golden Finger is Actually Myself," "Transmigration Was Not My Choice, But I Survive in This World," "Starting with My Uncle Usurping the Throne, Is There Any Way Out?" and "How Can I Survive?"

P.S.: (Infinite clone system, shared abilities, independent storyline, OOC exists)

The Greek Runaway Prince: Chapter One - The Frail Prince Forced onto the Path of a Hero

Type-Moon, Age of Gods, Greece.

The Kingdom of Aeolus, the Prince's Bedchamber.

The room was filled with melodious and pleasant singing and playing, and the bright sunlight shone through the window. A handsome blond boy was playing and singing, making the whole room seem like a dream.

When the music ended, Bai Zhi put down her self-made seven-stringed zither.

"Great Apollo, I offer you the new music I have learned, and may your light protect the kingdom."

After offering her heartfelt prayers, Bai Zhi looked through the small window at the gate and saw five strong and sturdy soldiers. She couldn't help but sigh.

My uncle is no longer hiding it; he's openly monitoring me.

Counting the time, Bai Zhi has been locked in her dormitory for half a month. She wonders how long her parents can hold out against her uncle's onslaught.

The door opened, and a maid brought in lunch and entered the room. From the moment she entered until she left, she kept her head down and remained silent, as if Bai Zhi were a monstrous flood.

Indeed, that was the case. Bai Zhi, a transmigrator, was a sickly child who was frail and sickly from childhood, spending 70% of her life in a hospital ward, not allowed to leave the hospital, and could die at any time.

Knowledge could only be acquired through self-study, and skills could only be honed through imagination. His only entertainment came from the various books provided by charitable organizations: myths, game setting books, anime guides, musical instrument manuals, and so on...

Then one night, Bai Zhi put down his infinite flow novel and was about to go to sleep when the moonlight shining in from the window enveloped his bed, and then darkness fell before his eyes.

When I am sober, I see magnificent castles and luxurious dishes.

Bai Zhi understood that he had transmigrated, the kind of reincarnation. He had just regained his memories when he rushed into the library and found the prayer book of the Greek gods.

After all, among the various pantheons, the gods in Greek mythology were the most willful and capricious. For this reason, for the next six months, he prayed to all the gods and offered various sacrifices in response to their powers.

Although they weren't expensive, they were all carefully selected by him.

For example, Apollo offered music, Artemis offered prey she had hunted herself, and Athena offered a game of chess...

The main gods are the twelve Olympian gods, especially Zeus and Hera. The former is the king of the Greek gods, and the latter is the goddess worshipped by the kingdom of Iorcas.

Before eating, Bai Zhi would pray daily: "Gods, thank you for your protection, which allows me to taste food."

Lunch consisted only of a vegetable salad and a bowl of rice porridge, with no meat whatsoever. It was nothing like the treatment a prince would receive, but Bai Zhi was not bothered.

At least it has more flavor than the bland, nutritious meals I had before I transmigrated.

"Cough cough." Bai Zhi couldn't help but cough a few times. This was a weakness she carried over from her previous life. Although it had improved a lot, her body was still weak, probably at the average level of an ordinary person before she transmigrated.

Keep in mind that this is ancient Greece, where even children are much stronger than Bai Zhi.

This eliminated any possibility for him to go find Chiron in the future.

Why? Because Bai Zhi's name in this life is Diomedes.

An unfamiliar name?

Jason, on the other hand, is much more well-known.

The captain of the Argo led the heroes across the sea, obtained the Golden Fleece, and reclaimed the throne.

The experience was wonderful, but what followed was cruel.

He provoked the treacherous witch Medea, leading to the destruction of his kingdom. He died on the Argo, a ship of honor, amidst the god's playful curse.

Having understood her future, Bai Zhi made up her mind that she didn't seek a colorful life, but could only pray for a stable and fulfilling one.

What needs to be done is to flatter the gods as much as possible, since whether Greece is in chaos or not is up to the gods.

To clarify beforehand, Bai Zhi does not hate the gods. To blame the gods for what they might do in the future is not being prepared, but rather a form of paranoia.

Bai Zhi is an easy-going person.

Therefore, he chose to cling to the leg of the god.

Unfortunately, he regained his memories too late; his uncle Pelias had usurped most of King Aeson's power.

It seems we've reached the final step.

After putting down her chopsticks, Bai Zhi glanced out of the corner of her eye at the soldier who was watching her through the gate. She then discreetly pulled a small packet of powder from her bedding and swallowed it with her rice porridge.

The powder was a specially prepared antidote by Bai Zhi, and he did all the picking and grinding of the herbs himself.

The power struggles within the royal family cannot be underestimated. On the surface, his uncle might not do anything to him, but it would be perfectly acceptable for him to poison his daily food.

The weakness of Bai Zhi was considered a sign of poisoning, which is why her uncle did not resort to more despicable methods, which was good news amidst bad news.

At that moment, the door was pushed open, and the usurper, his uncle Pelias, entered, surrounded by soldiers.

“The enemy’s assassins are more capable than I expected. More than thirty of our guards have been killed, but we still haven’t found the assassins.” Pelias said with an unnatural smile, “Diomedes, I’m sorry you’ve suffered these past few days.”

"Uncle, how could I feel wronged? I should thank you for protecting me." Bai Zhi smiled kindly.

Yes, thank you for your mercy in not killing them outright. The soldiers of my father's faction have all been killed, and now it's my turn.

Pelias' reason for restricting Bai Zhi's freedom was that the enemy country had sent assassins.

Things didn't go as Bai Zhi had expected.

“Diomedes, you are the prince of the kingdom, the next king. Your safety is of utmost importance. I have specially found a safe and secluded residence. I will send guards to escort you there. Your safety is the most important thing. Let’s set off now.”

Pelias hardly concealed it anymore: Bai Zhi was a prince, the heir to the throne of the kingdom. Even if Pelias usurped the throne, the identity of the heir was still a problem.

The divine right is above the royal throne, and the kingdom of Iorcas worships Hera.

Hera's authority includes both family and country. If Bai Zhi prays as the heir to the kingdom, Hera is somewhat likely to respond, depending on the goddess's mood and her impression of Bai Zhi.

Even with his devout prayers to the gods after regaining his memories, Pelias was unsure whether Hera, the queen of the gods, would respond, so he ruled out that possibility.

Before the usurpation, Bai Zhi was a thorn in Pelias' side, a constant source of trouble. He was either to leave and disappear without a trace, or to be killed outright. Clearly, his uncle chose the latter.

"I'll tidy up my things..."

"No, no need. The journey isn't far. I've already made arrangements for your belongings. Once you get there, you can enjoy delicious food and peace."

"...Then I'll leave it to you, Uncle."

Both of them knew the truth; the apparent harmony was just an illusion, and the other party wouldn't give me a chance.

I am at their mercy, a sick and weak prince with no chance of resistance. Since that's how it is, I'll leave with some dignity.

Bai Zhi was the first to walk out of the room. Pelias gestured for the guards to follow, while he stood there looking at Bai Zhi with the eyes of someone looking at a dead person.

Even after leaving the palace and the city walls, a dozen or so guards still followed behind them.

"Found it." Seeing several crows preening their feathers in the nearby tree, Bai Zhi breathed a sigh of relief and held out her hand: "Give me a knife. I want to pray to Lady Hera and offer tribute."

The guards exchanged glances, and one of them handed over a small dagger.

This was an era when the gods still existed. They held power over the Greek region, and it was common knowledge that anyone who mentioned a god's name could hear it, whether it was spoken words or inner thoughts.

Since Bai Zhi had mentioned Hera's name, he had to fulfill his promise, since the gods hate lies.

"He won't even give us a chance; Uncle is too impatient."

She grabbed the long, golden hair that reached her waist and cut it off with a dagger from the back of her head.

In Type-Moon, hair is the carrier of life force and symbolizes the extension of the soul.

Bai Zhi knelt down before the crow and prayed silently.

"Your Highness Hera, I offer you my most precious treasure and beg your protection so that I may reach my destination."

Bai Zhi spoke these words exceptionally loudly, causing the guards behind her to pause in surprise, their expressions turning troubled, with a few even burning with anger.

They weren't sure if Hera would respond to their prayers, but if they didn't kill Bai Zhi, they'd be in big trouble when they got back.

After the prayer, Bai Zhi walked to the crow, tied her hair to the crow's leg, and watched it fly away into the distance.

Hera's symbols include pomegranates, peacocks, cuckoos, crowns, cows, lilies, and ravens.

Bai Zhi did not want to conceal the fact that her uncle Pelias had attempted to usurp the throne by coveting the right to rule.

However, as mentioned earlier, without a criminal suspect, there is no right to make an arrest.

Then he ran away.

She ran decisively and swiftly. Things progressed too quickly for the guards to react immediately. By the time they came to their senses, Bai Zhi had already disappeared into the forest.

Because the sickly prince's appearance was so convincing, not only the guards but even Uncle Pelias did not believe that Bai Zhi could escape their pursuit, and no ambush was set up in the forest.

"No, at my speed, I'll be caught up soon." During the escape, Bai Zhi coughed from time to time, reached into her robe, and pulled out several medicine packets.

"Whether we live or die next is up to fate."

As the medicine packet was torn open, the foul-smelling powder spread outwards with a flick of the arm.

These packets of powder are a secret concoction made by Bai Zhi to attract wild animals, prepared in advance for the current situation.

Just then, a gust of wind swept through the forest, carrying the powder even further.

"Oops."

As soon as he sensed the wind, Bai Zhi's expression changed. The dosage of the medicine he had prepared was very generous; just the aroma alone could attract wild animals within a radius of several miles, and now the wind was spreading it.

The range of effects of the drug has increased exponentially.

The soldiers behind them also caught the scent of the secret medicine, and their expressions changed. They had also gone hunting with Bai Zhi and prayed to the gods, so they knew the effects of this secret medicine very well.

“Your Highness Diomedes, we are only acting under orders. Why make things difficult for us? Our families still live in the kingdom. If the mission fails, King Pelias will deal with our wives, daughters, and parents. Please set an example for us as a prince. You will become our hero.”

Perhaps due to her time travel, even though Bai Zhi hadn't regained her memories, she treated ordinary people, guards, and maids with respect.

Unlike the nobles of the kingdoms in ancient Greece, who took it for granted that commoners were ignored.

The soldiers tried to communicate through language, after all, Diomedes was known for his friendliness and affability in Iolcas, and the hero's name could influence the prince's choice.

"Am I usually perceived as a saint?" After discerning the path, Bai Zhi ran towards the river she remembered, needing to wash off the medicinal powder on her body: "Hero...hehe."

There are three kinds of people in Greece: gods, demigods, and heroes.

The first two have no connection to Bai Zhi at present, while the remaining heroes are merely toys in the hands of the gods.

Bai Zhi's wishes are twofold: first, to survive; and second, to, based on that survival, to experience more of the unknown.

Therefore, he refused to become a hero.

Passing through the grass, below the cliff, a clear river flowed slowly, and Bai Zhi stopped at the edge of the cliff.

I bent down and estimated the height; it was at least seven or eight meters. Given my current physical condition, even if I fell into the river, I would suffer serious injuries.

"Your Highness Diomedes, you have nowhere to escape." A few seconds later, the soldiers chased after Bai Zhi out of the jungle, blocking her way out, and raised their blades to kill her on the spot.

"Let me correct you on one point: we have nowhere to run."

Beyond the soldiers, they looked into the forest where wild boars, tigers, wolves, eagles... one after another, ferocious carnivores, their eyes gleaming green, stared intently at them before pouncing on them.

The soldiers didn't notice it immediately, and then, that was the end of it.

"The dosage was too high, even the animals' natural instincts were being clouded. It seems I have no other choice."

As Bai Zhi spoke, she took a step back, lost her footing, and fell off the cliff.

The screams of soldiers and the sounds of wild beasts chewing came from the cliff.

A sharp pain shot through her back, tears welled up in her eyes, and in the moment before she lost consciousness, Bai Zhi had only one thought in her mind.

How exactly did Jason escape his uncle's clutches and go to Chiron's place to become his apprentice?