The game is about becoming a god, starting with the rampage of Hua Ye.

Chapter 38 Become a Prisoner of Gourmet Food

"A hundred years! Time flies."

Looking at the surrounding scenery, Glenn couldn't help but sigh at the passage of time. After the establishment of the Heavenly Court of Merlo, Glenn suddenly discovered a problem.

Before the establishment of the Heavenly Court of Merlo, it didn't matter how he acted or helped the female angels, because they were just a group of people who bravely resisted for freedom, and they were still members of the Angel Civilization. This was nothing more than internal turmoil within the Angel Civilization.

However, the establishment of the Merlo Heavenly Court was different in nature. The female angels established a regime, a regime strong enough to defend angelic civilization.

One civilization, two regimes—this is no joke. In the eyes of the people of the Angelic Civilization, this is a change of regime. No matter who wins, in their eyes, the Angelic Civilization will still be the Angelic Civilization.

However, if someone who is not an angel gets involved in matters within the Angelic Civilization, the problem becomes much bigger and the nature of the issue changes. Ultimately, as an outsider, one is not welcomed by the citizens of the Angelic Civilization.

So afterwards, he talked for a long time with Keisha, He Xi, and Liang Bing, explaining everything from the pros and cons to the paths they would take in the future. As for himself, he would withdraw from their stage. Of course, this was only on the surface, since he didn't plan to leave these short skirts, did he?

Ultimately, Keisha, as the first queen of the Heavenly Court of Merlo, agreed, and Liang Binghexi, as the left and right wing guards, also made efforts for this matter.

Even so, there were still some things they wanted to discuss with Glenn, and he had the right to raise some opinions.

Stopping his wild thoughts, Glenn looked at what was in front of him, sighed, and helplessly waved his hand. The originally crooked and messy barbecue grill was disassembled and reassembled into a usable barbecue grill.

As for why I, who could have created it with a single thought, chose to let Ya'er, this adorable little angel, create it, well, that's a long story. Let's keep it short.

This girl is just too idle. Even though there are so many things to do in the Heavenly Court of Merlo, she still insists on coming here, claiming that it was arranged by Queen Keisha. So, in order to keep her from wandering around in front of him, he can only find something for her to do. Besides, he also misses those delicious skewers, and that's how this happened.

"Sigh! Taking care of myself is one thing, but I also have to take care of Ya'er. My fate is truly unfathomable."

As Glenn fiddled with the things in front of him, he couldn't help but lament the vicissitudes of fate.

Looking at Ya'er staring intently at him, Glenn said irritably:

"What are you looking at? Go skewer the meat. Do you need me, the boss, to teach you?"

Upon hearing this, Ya'er blushed and quickly ran inside to busy herself.

Glenn shook his head and began making charcoal. The process of being involved by hand was what Glenn wanted. Using his abilities didn't bring any fun. Besides, energy was free, wasn't it?

As evening fell and wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys, Glenn began to display his might.

There was only one audience member, Ya'er. As for Keisha and the others, Glenn didn't even greet them! He didn't have time to be a kebab machine; he wanted to enjoy life.

But Murphy's Law taught him a lesson: things don't always go as planned, and Glenn was quite frustrated.

In the dark night sky, pairs of white wings suddenly appeared, adding some color to the black night.

"Bah!"

The light, crisp sound of high-heeled boots treading on the stone ground in the courtyard was particularly pleasant, like travelers returning home.

At this point, Glenn stared blankly at the seven or eight female angels walking towards him. His heart skipped a beat, and Glenn had a bad feeling that he might be exhausted tonight!

"You...how did you all get here?"

Glenn stammered; he didn't want to be a kebab machine! He wanted to enjoy himself.

"Hmm! What? We can't come? I heard you're eating alone here?"

Keisha looked at Glenn, who was grilling skewers, with a playful and flippant tone.

"Of course you can come! How could you not! Ya'er informed you!"

Glenn hurriedly replied that he didn't need to guess who told them. Keisha's arrival caught Glenn off guard, and his hands stopped moving. For a moment, a burnt smell filled the small courtyard.

He Xi, who was standing next to Keisha, walked to his side, her smooth forehead furrowing slightly, and reminded him:

"The thing in your hand looks burnt!"

Upon hearing He Xi's words, Glenn finally reacted, ignoring Keisha and the others, and muttered to himself:

"Holy crap! It's burnt!"

After a flurry of frantic efforts, the food in his hands was ultimately lost, and he had no choice but to discard it aside.

Keisha glanced at Glenn and walked towards the excited Ya'er. Ya'er was overjoyed by Keisha and the others' arrival. She quickly took out the small stools Glenn had made and distributed them to each of them. Looking at this group of people, Ya'er couldn't help but give herself a high score for her cleverness. If she hadn't known that Queen Keisha had just returned today and explained what Glenn was going to do today, Queen Keisha and the others might have missed Lord Glenn's delicious food.

Completely oblivious to Glenn's gaze, Glenn looked at the ungrateful wretch and thought, "Why couldn't I have just enjoyed myself? Why did I have to make it like this?"

Left with no other choice, Glenn could only speed up his work; with so many people, if he didn't grill faster, there wouldn't be any left for him.

A group of angels in short skirts and armor chattered away, occasionally glancing at the busy, overwhelmed figure. Their laughter made Glenn's face darken. These good-for-nothings, they thought, "I'll deal with you later."

Before long, plates of freshly grilled skewers were placed on the table. Looking at the sizzling, oily meat, the group of naive youngsters stared suspiciously, thinking to themselves:

"Is this food edible?"

Angels have always had a light diet, and since they can directly absorb cosmic starlight energy to replenish their energy, they don't care much about food.

But Glenn's approach was too novel, and the aromas kept tantalizing their taste buds, leaving them somewhat conflicted.

Ya'er didn't care about any of that. Over the course of a hundred years, Glenn would treat himself whenever he had the chance, and Ya'er benefited a lot from it. Her taste buds were also completely transformed by Glenn.

She grabbed a skewer and, under the astonished gazes of the angels, devoured it in one bite. The greasy residue on her mouth was particularly eye-catching, and the unique taste made Ya'er's big eyes squint into slits, which was especially delightful.

Seeing that everyone remained still, Ya'er asked in confusion:

"Your Majesty, why aren't you eating? It's so delicious!"

Finally unable to resist the aroma, Liang Bing picked up a skewer and started eating it just like Ya'er. In the next instant, an angel captivated by the deliciousness appeared.

The cool and refreshing appearance made everyone even more curious, and they all tried them one by one. The next moment, the angel of skewers appeared.

Seeing them like this, Keisha and Hexi also picked up a skewer with restraint, opened their cherry lips, revealed their white teeth, and slowly took a bite.

"boom!"

The unique flavor washed over their taste buds. It was a taste they had never experienced before. They realized that there were such things in the world. When their eyes met, Keisha and Hexi saw surprise, doubt, and joy in each other. At this moment, they became captives of the deliciousness.

Glenn, who was grilling skewers, couldn't help but smile, a sense of pride welling up inside him.

"Hmph... Become my prisoners, you scum!"

Everything is a matter of fate. The culinary bombardment of Greater China has opened its first stop here. The life you yearn for is the driving force for you to keep fighting.

Finally, Glenn joined them, and cans of homemade beer ignited the last spark.