[Wish Fulfillment + Funny Urban Fantasy + Big Shot + Contrast + Overpowered Male Lead]
Three years ago, I wore golden armor and wielded sacred fire. I sealed the Abyss single-handedly, saving Great Xia from the brink of destruction, then vanished without a trace.
Three years later, I wear fifteen-yuan flip-flops and a filthy apron, running a barbecue stall at the night market. I'll argue with a middle-aged woman for three hours over a single yuan's worth of vegetables.
My name is Chen Hao. I'm twenty-one, Great Xia's only SSS-rank Guardian God. My main job is grilling skewers; my side gig is tearing demons apart with my bare hands.
When a ghoul stomps on my brand-new flip-flops, I smack it into a meat patty with my barbecue tongs. When an S-rank flood dragon breaks free, I charge it with a pair of kitchen shears. "This cut from the shoulder is tender. Perfect for charcoal grilling."
While the Demon Suppression Bureau is still desperately searching for the Guardian God from back then, I'm yelling at a newly opened A-rank rift: "Quit spewing demons out, damn it! I've got another six months of digging to get the charcoal and volcanic soil inside!"
The night-owl barbecue stall is going viral across the internet. S-rank ingredients are available in limited quantities, and eating them can make you glow.
This isn't a story about a Guardian God.
It's the everyday life of a guy grilling skewers.
