In the Wilderness Realm, Linxu City is home to countless races, and strength reigns supreme.
Beyond the city lies an endless sea of worlds, with three thousand minor worlds floating in its mist.
Lin Ye, a transmigrator with a System that can open dungeons, runs a small tavern in the West Market.
The monsters he kills are either strong enough to sign on as employees or weak enough to refine into money for wine.
Ferocious beasts stand watch at night, blade spirits guard the courtyard, spirit fruits go into the wine, and exotic beasts become dishes.
He has no ambition to conquer the world, and no blood feud to avenge.
In this chaotic age, he just wants to survive, run his shop well, and make sure everyone around him has a hot meal.
But before he knows it, his little tavern has gathered the kind of people the entire frontier city can't afford to offend.
Dear guests, I am half a demon lamp of the author. I am here to write a good review for myself. Don't think I am too shameless. This book is like a tavern in another world: the protagonist kills monsters without destroying equipment, and all the monsters stay to work for him. The gatekeeper is a swordsman cut out from the sword mound. The beast that makes the fire is bigger than the stove. The children who run the hall are the most painful. There is strange meat stewed in the pot, and there is a sea of fog outside the door. In the fog, there are people changing their flags to miss this store. When I write, I stick to one rule: blame should not be written as a card, and people should not be written as tools. Every fight has its own weight. The management is pyrotechnics, the knives are real knives, and after you finish laughing, I may give it to you in the next chapter. Heat slowly, but not water, and keep changing every day. Come in and sit down and have a glass of wine first. If the food doesn't taste good, come and find me. I'll give myself five stars first, and I'll wait for you to make up the remaining stars.
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