On the day when gangsters kicked down my door, my wife, who used to be a powerful martial arts goddess, vomited black blood and desperately stood in front of me, a butcher in the market.
She doesn't know that I have already awakened the talent of "Concept Deprivation", which can strip all enemies of their laws and blood into top-quality ingredients.
Looking at my wife's crippled legs, I silently picked up the butcher's knife and walked into the dark night where aliens descended.
"The spinal cord of the giant beast of the void is connected to the meridians, and the eyes of the Thousand-faced Evil God replenish qi and blood..."
When my wife drank the "ordinary pork bone soup" I made, not only did her injuries heal, but she also achieved enlightenment and returned to the top. She swore that for the rest of her life she would fight to the death to protect my husband, a mortal with no martial arts talent.
Until one day, the army of the supreme gods descended on the earth, and the world fell into a deadlock.
At a time of despair, all mankind looked at the aloof goddess emperor, who was respectfully handing garlic to a man wearing a greasy apron: "Honey, how familiar are these people today?"
