NewandMoe

Owen had been a god for a thousand years.
But due to slacking off, he was judged by the gods and exiled to a world on the brink of destruction. 
Soon after, Owen awakened a system and received his first task. 
But the task was... to create the best pub in the world? 
And to become the greatest bartender ever?
Come on, I'm a god!
Thus began his not-so-peaceful life as a bartender.
[Ding! Detected that Host has mixed a special drink, which has evolved infinitely into god-tier mana liquid!]
[Ding! Detected that Host has assembled a rifle, which has evolved infinitely into the most powerful magic cannon!]
[Ding! Detected that Host has taken in a homeless man, who has evolved infinitely into the strongest human on the planet!]
Well, I guess I can accept this.
Saving the world through unconventional means starts today!

I’ve Already Become a God, and You Told Me to Be a Bartender?

A cat, and it turns out to be the Arcane Empire!

Saban shook his head slightly, and then he saw the seemingly docile little cat staring at him with increasingly sharp eyes.

Being watched by such an Arcane Empire, even Saban didn't dare to take it lightly; sweat began to bead on his forehead as he felt the pressure intensifying.

Just as Saban was growing more tense, he suddenly saw a figure rushing out from the back of the pub.

It was a young man who appeared to be quite young; his face was a mix of green and white, clearly showing signs of discomfort.

Upon seeing this young man, Gras immediately whispered excitedly,

"Master, that's Owen! He's the one who shattered the Hammer of Divine Touch!"

Saban had noticed Owen rushing out of the pub but had paid little attention, as the young man didn't seem to have any elemental magic within him and looked like an ordinary person—hardly worth his notice.

Chapter90-Terra Alliance