 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

There was an endless snowy plain at the north of the Roth Empire.

It was covered in snow and ice all year round, and almost no life forms could be seen after they went deeper into the icy plain.

No one knew how far north one could go, because the temperature dropped as one went further north.

Moreover, there would also be snowstorms and hailstorms, so even a 10th-tier giant dragon couldn't go through all those barriers easily. There were cases where a 10th-tier giant dragon got lost in it.

Just because of that, the snowy plain became a restricted area that all the races avoided.

Right now, at an ice cliff 800 km into the snow plain, Noah waved a piece of red cloth, guiding the purple-striped griffin in the sky to land.

Noah already went up as soon as the griffin landed, and asked shyly, "Boss Mag, did you bring any food?"

The Ice Caves’ Ancient Corpses