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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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Chapter63-He’s Not Just Cannon Fodder

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Flora's face turned bright red with anger.

"Heh, why are you getting mad? Feeling guilty, are you?" Constantine sneered. "People like us could never marry a commoner. Don't let yourself be fooled."

At this, Owen suddenly realized what was happening.

Wait a minute.

This situation feels familiar.

Isn't this just like the classic misunderstanding plot from his past life? There's always a high-status man who misunderstands the girl he likes and thinks she's involved with some insignificant guy. The outcome is always the same—the insignificant guy ends up as cannon fodder.

Understanding this, Owen quickly said, "You two seem to get along well, so I won't interrupt your conversation."

He had no intention of becoming cannon fodder.

It was best not to get involved in this kind of romantic drama.

Sure enough, no matter where you go, you have to be careful—unexpected things can happen at any time.