I Opened a Canteen on the Battlefield, and I Feel Like an Absolute Legend

After being arrested for sneaking across the border, someone is forced to complete missions as atonement. When he arrives at his destination, he can’t get in touch with the organization that captured him. He knows this routine well: they just want free labor, don’t they?

But would he ever work for free?

No site picked out?

Fine, he’ll find one himself!

No canteen facilities?

No problem, he’ll take care of it himself!

No ingredients?

Can’t access his storage space?

No problem... He’ll just save some money and get the locals to sort it out...

No staff?

No problem. There are plenty of people right outside the door~

Then one day, the leaders from both sides came to his table and said respectfully and sincerely, "Sir, we don’t want to fight anymore. Perhaps we can sit down and have a friendly, in-depth discussion."

After that... presidents and chairmen from countless worlds took their seats at his table, politely saying, "Sir, you may end your mission now. In recognition of your outstanding achievements, we will provide you with 1,008 space-time gates,

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.