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As an online writer, the protagonist carries his own ideal country and reincarnates endlessly in fantasy worlds.

"I'm sorry, Mr. God, but this shroud of yours stinks even when I wipe my feet, so you can't use it to pay for the drinks." "That Ying Zheng over there, if you are asking others to give you money, I will call the police!" "And that one named Sakyamuni. The charcoal-grilled Golden-winged Dapeng you want is ready. Come and get your meal." The penniless Maduge was cheated by the landlord and was forced to work in a bar, where he not only had to act as a bartender, chef, security guard, etc., But also solved troubles for all kinds of weird customers. For example, arranging a blind date for a goddess, restoring the love of a hell king whose wife ran away from home, telling jokes for an insomniac fairy, and so on. And the reason why he did this was entirely because when he joined the bar, he signed a contract with a "time limit of fifty years and a compensation of 100 million for breach of contract". "I'm just a bitch." Whenever I think of that contract, Madrigal's teeth feel itchy.