Reborn in the Seventies: Pampered Wife, Owning some Farmland - Chapter 3 - : Is it Crossing or Rebirth?_1

The ordinary world is not ordinary, ordinary people are not ordinary, and safe places are not safe.

This is a story of a passer-by male protagonist who is entangled by various girls with strange hobbies or even non-human beings while surviving in the cracks and opening a harem.

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“Power? I have enough of it to end a war before lunch and still make it back for a nap. The problem was never the power. The problem is that nothing has been interesting enough to use it on.”~~~Alistair Eldenberg liked his life the way he liked his mornings — quiet, horizontal, and entirely free of other people's ambitions. War Sovereign. Archmage. Spiritwright. Three cultivation systems at near-mythical levels, achieved by a man who considers genuine effort a personal failing.The kingdom exiled him north and gave him a wife.She was supposed to be the villain of the story.She isn't what the rumors said.Hm. Interesting.~~~

In a fantasy world where martial artists can split mountains and creeks with a wave of their hand and break rivers with a kick, there exists a little restaurant like this.

The restaurant isn’t large, but it is a place where countless apex existences will rush into.

There, you can taste egg-fried rice made from phoenix eggs and dragon blood rice.

There, you can drink strong wine brewed from vermillion fruit and water from the fountain of life.

There, you can taste the barbecued meat of a ninth grade supreme beast sprinkled with black pepper.

What? You want to abduct the chef? That’s not going to happen, because there’s a divine beast of unfathomable level, the Hellhound, lying at the entrance.

Oh, that chef also has a robotic assistant that killed a ninth grade supreme being with a single hand and a group of crazy women whose stomachs were conquered.