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

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!

NewandMoe · Fantasia
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Chapter33-Shocked—Everyone’s in Shock

"You're Emil?" Owen asked.

"Yes, honorable Lord Envoy, if you prefer speaking from down there, you don't need to come out," Grand Archpriest Emil said thoughtfully.

"Move aside, we'll come out right away."

Owen climbed out of the cellar and, upon seeing Grand Archpriest Emil, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank goodness!" he exclaimed excitedly. "I thought I'd never see you all again."

"Lord Envoy!" Emil's eyes instantly turned red.

So, Lord Envoy was this worried about them.

It had to be true—the dragon must have been sent by the Lord Envoy.

Not only Emil, but all the other followers of the Goddess of Wine thought the same.

They looked at Owen with eyes full of gratitude and reverence.

"Are you hurt?" Owen noticed their wounds. "I have bandages and antiseptic. Here, let me treat you."

"Boo hoo, Envoy of the Goddess of Wine, you're so kind!" One of the followers couldn't hold back his tears and started crying.