 Whispering Jianghu

In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Henyee Translations

A Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

Mag didn't sleep well that night. Apart from learning how to make Mapo Tofu, he was thinking about how to gain more fans for the rest of the time.

Weren't those so-called believers fans if one used the more modern term for it?

Mag couldn't help suspecting: if a belief could create a god, were those entertainment companies actually making gods secretly?

"The path to become a god on Earth has already been sealed. It's no longer feasible, or else any Tom, Dick, or Harry can become one after practicing for two and a half years." The system's mocking voice rang out.

"However, their thinking is correct. In order to attract fans quickly, they need to have enough exposure. But the biggest problem in this world is there are no methods for high exposure…" Mag furrowed his brows tightly. He wouldn't mind singing, dancing, rapping, and then debuting if there were TV and internet in this world.

Father! I Am Back!