The Dimensional Tavern of the Mefilas Alien

"You're only asking now?" Murphy wasn't surprised at all. Having known her for so long, he already knew what Homura Akemi's obsession was.

"Your time-reversal ability is indeed impressive. But it's still difficult to make it work across universes. Besides, my tavern is incorporating Bruton. For Bruton, who resides in the fourth dimension, the scale of time is meaningless."

Hearing Murphy say that, Homura Akemi felt somewhat relieved.

"Actually, the ability to rewind time isn't that amazing." Murphy shook his finger. Homura Akemi had been working part-time at a bar for a month, yet her perspective was still so narrow-minded.

"In this universe, there are actually quite a few beings capable of traversing time and space. Many powerful individuals can do it, but it's meaningless."

Some might think that traveling to the past could preemptively eliminate an enemy. However, generally speaking, enemies who require such methods would likely also travel to the past. It would simply be a battle in a different timeline. Furthermore, with lawful forces like the Land of Light spontaneously maintaining order in time and space, powerful individuals generally wouldn't engage in such a thankless and arduous task.

"By the way, the Dark Legion is also part of the organization that maintains the order of spacetime!"

Murphy raised his index finger.

"Huh?" Jamila exclaimed in surprise, "Shopkeeper, didn't you say the Dark Legion's goal was to plunge the entire universe into darkness?"

Murphy rolled his eyes at Jamila, annoyed. "Idiot. No matter how evil they are, the Dark Legion's ultimate goal is still to rule the universe, right? If the universe is gone, what's the point of ruling? Even those bastards from the Gua Legion wouldn't think about destroying the universe. Only those chaotic lunatics who harm others without benefiting themselves would think about destroying the universe all day long!"

Jamila looked embarrassed.

"Manager, are you really not planning to rule our universe? Even just nominally!"

Homura Akemi brought up the old story again.

Hearing Murphy say that, she thought it wouldn't be so bad to make her lie come true.

Aren't you afraid that your Xiaoyuan will break up with you?

Homura Akemi's face turned red instantly.

My little circle... my little circle... my little circle... circle...

"Besides, ruling the universe is too much work and energy. I just want to run my tavern well. Also, I promised Belial I wouldn't randomly invade other universes." Murphy was a gentleman. And keeping promises is one of the fine qualities of a gentleman.

Homura Akemi is a pity. Regardless, the Incubator civilization is a dominant cosmic civilization. While it might not seem like much to Murphy, even with the power of the monster girls, they wouldn't be easy for her to deal with.

However, Murphy had already helped her a lot, and Homura Akemi wasn't ungrateful. She had only captured some Kyubeys and was working part-time as a mascot.

As a result, Murphy not only gave her two monster girl transformation devices, but also helped her develop a device to restore magical girls and witches to human form. Even her own father couldn't have been more generous. She couldn't ask for more.

Chapter 106 Jamila's Homecoming and the Visitors from the Sea (4k)

Jamila, how's the repair of your spaceship coming along?

After showing concern for Homura Akemi, Murphy didn't forget Jamila, who was his first subordinate, and he certainly couldn't show favoritism.

"Thanks to the tools you lent me, shopkeeper, the spaceship is now repaired. Once the star map is loaded tomorrow, I can set off back to Earth."

Jamila looked at Murphy with gratitude.

Without Murphy's help, relying solely on the limited tools on the spaceship and improvisational materials, even if he managed to repair it, it might have disintegrated halfway through. Moreover, without the star map Murphy provided, he would have had to rely solely on celestial phenomena and his memories to navigate the universe.

If you're lucky, you might be able to return to your hometown after some time; if you're unlucky, you might be killed by some evil alien or monster passing by on the way.

But now, his spaceship is not only fully repaired, but has even been upgraded under Murphy's guidance. With a star map, there's no longer any need to worry about getting lost in space.

More importantly, if it weren't for Murphy's help in modifying his body, he would have had to return to Earth in that mutated monster form. Now, although he's not really human, at least he can meet his family with a human appearance and doesn't have to worry about water harming him.

Murphy looked pleased: "That's great! Here's what I'll do: I'll give you a week off. You can focus on going back to Earth and spending some quality time with your family."

Murphy had seen the blueprints for Jamila's spaceship. After repairs and upgrades, it would only take about two days to return to Earth, leaving five days to see family and settle old scores.

No matter how gentle Murphy is, he's still a Mefilas alien and can't be as magnanimous as Ultraman. In his view, repaying kindness with kindness and responding to injustice with justice is the right attitude towards life.

Hearing Murphy's words, Jamila was so moved she almost prostrated herself. The store manager had given her so much help, and now he was being so considerate of her.

And besides offering his worthless loyalty, he had absolutely no way to repay him even a fraction of what he had done...

Jamila felt very ashamed.

Murphy, however, was wary. He noticed Jamila's hesitant expression and couldn't help but feel worried.

"You don't think a week-long vacation is too short, do you?"

Murphy sighed, "I understand how you feel, but the distillery is getting more and more customers. Xiaoyan can only come to the shop part-time in the evenings, except on weekends. If you're not here either, I'll be the only one there during the day. I can manage for a while, but in the long run, I definitely won't be able to handle it."

Jamila, who had originally intended to demonstrate his loyalty, was now at a loss for words. He never expected that Murphy was worried about this.

“That’s not what I meant.” He quickly shook his head.

Murphy looked at him suspiciously: "So, you don't mean you want to resign?"

That's true. Jamila was originally an astronaut; it's definitely a waste of his talents to be a waitress here. If it were him, he probably wouldn't be willing to do this for the rest of his life either.

Jamila was even more speechless. How did she come to this conclusion? Did she really look like such an ungrateful person?

Just as she was about to explain, Murphy hesitated for a moment before speaking first: "If you really want to resign, that's fine, but you have to help me hold on for a while longer until I find new employees. Also, if you resign, the previous renovations won't be considered employee benefits anymore, and you'll have to find a way to make up for the money later."

Murphy isn't actually a stingy person, but as he said before, fairness is very important. Besides, running the distillery requires money everywhere, and if he doesn't save money, he might have to close down soon.

Jamila was so surprised that her small eyes widened to almost double.

"Manager, you actually don't mind if I resign?"

He always thought that he and Homura Akemi were actually on a lifelong contract.

Murphy waved his hand impatiently: "I'm not a heartless leader like the Alien Empera. My subordinates have their own lives and their own pursuits, and of course I won't stop them."

One of the reasons he was unwilling to serve Alien Empera was that the man was too harsh on his subordinates, so of course he wouldn't make himself like him.

Jamila was both touched and dejected. Touched by Murphy's understanding and generosity, but dejected because she realized she wasn't that important to the distillery.

"Manager, I have no intention of resigning, nor do I want to extend my vacation."

Despite feeling a little disappointed, Jamila quickly voiced his thoughts. He was afraid that if Murphy kept talking, he would be kicked out.

There are so many interesting guests at the distillery, and they all have such nice voices. They're all talented people. He'll never leave here in his lifetime!

"What I meant was, don't give me a holiday! The distillery's gates can be opened anywhere, so even if I'm on my way back, it won't stop me from coming to work at the store."

Murphy was relieved to hear that Jamila didn't want to resign.

He waved his hand and said with a smile, "You still need to rest! What if something unexpected happens on the way if you're not on board? Don't think too much about it, just listen to me, it's settled then. Once everything is ready, you can have a good week off. When your vacation is over, you can come back to work in top form!"

Jamila was so moved that he almost burst into tears if he hadn't been still dry.

"Oh, right," Murphy suddenly remembered something, "when you get back, even if you want to get revenge on your old bosses, remember not to hurt innocent bystanders, and most importantly, don't reveal that you're the monster. Otherwise, that red dwarf will definitely cause you trouble!"

He certainly didn't want his week-long vacation to end only to find his employees completely destroyed by the original Monster Hunter. He couldn't exactly go to the Monster Graveyard to rescue them, could he?

It doesn't seem like it's impossible!

Murphy was suddenly smitten.

With the Reiblad Factor within Belial's body, combined with the Giga Battle Device and his technological prowess, it's not impossible for him to revive the monsters of the Monster Graveyard, much like the future Belial.

Among all those dead monsters and aliens, surely a few would be suitable to work as employees in this bar?

But the key question is how to persuade Beria.

Murphy suspected that the moment he told Belial this idea, he might be lucky enough to land a coveted spot in the cosmic prison. Belial might even personally come and serve as the prison guard.

'Red Dwarf? You mean that Ultraman who went to protect Earth?'

Jamila immediately realized what was happening.

When other Ultraman are mentioned, Murphy's attitude is generally quite calm. Only when the original Ultraman is mentioned does he become full of disparaging remarks, clearly harboring deep resentment.

Sometimes Jamila was also curious about what exactly happened between Murphy and that Ultraman. According to Murphy and Belial, the original Ultraman was clearly weaker than Murphy. Could it be that he fell for some kind of trick? But didn't Murphy say that the Ultraman race were all good, righteous people?

Seeing Murphy's resentful expression, Jamila, worried about incurring his wrath, dared not ask any further questions.

"Don't worry, manager, I still have to come back to work as a waiter, so I definitely won't act rashly!"

Actually, after working in the bar industry for so long, Jamila no longer hated those people from her hometown as much.

Although those guys were eager for fame and fortune, and even tried to cover up their crimes by erasing their existence afterward.

But without them, he wouldn't have been able to come here, let alone meet Murphy and so many other interesting guests. Moreover, after hearing so many tragic stories from other guests, Jamila realized he wasn't so bad off after all. At least, the first half of his life had been quite fulfilling, and he hadn't lived in a dark worldview.

However, when Jamila thought of Murphy's words that there might be a monster lurking beneath every inch of the earth, she suddenly became unsure which world was more dangerous.

……

The next day, when Gintoki arrived at the bar as usual, he found that only Murphy was busy running around.

"Hey, manager, why are you alone? Where's Jamila?"

“He wanted to go home, so I gave him a week off.”

Busy as he was, Murphy replied to Gintoki without turning his head.

With his skill level, he could easily teleport between the lobby, bar, and kitchen if he were to unleash his speed.

The problem is, he runs a bar, not a circus. Besides, no matter how fast he is, he can't defy the laws of nature and cook food in an instant—what's cooked in a second isn't food, it's just charcoal.

Of course, if he were using the Shadow Clone Technique, this little problem would be a piece of cake. But the problem is, he opened the bar to have some fun and enjoy his retirement.

If he really did everything himself, what fun would be left? More importantly, that would create overlap in his character portrayals, drastically diminishing Homura Akemi's appeal as Guts's mother. This would be detrimental to building his brand reputation in the sake industry.

"Ah Yin, you've come at the right time. Help me serve drinks to that table of guests!"

Murphy grabbed Gintoki without hesitation.

"Eh, me?" Gintoki, who thought he was just there to enjoy desserts at the bar, was quite annoyed. But thinking about how long he had been eating and drinking for free at the bar, he scratched his butt, picked his nose, and went in without hesitation.

Anyway, I was often forced to wait tables at Otose's place before. Compared to that, the workload at Monster Tavern is much lighter!

With Gintoki's help, the tavern finally got back on track.

Soon, all the food and drinks for the guests were served. Murphy finally had time to make dessert for Gintoki.

"saved!"

Gintoki, finally able to sit down and rest, devoured the sundae that Murphy had brought him.

He hadn't been working much lately because he was having such a good time. After suddenly working at such a high intensity for a while, he felt like he almost had a hypoglycemic attack.

Of course, the main reason is that Kagura's recently adopted giant dog, Sadaharu, eats so much that Gintoki deliberately fasted for half a day before coming to save money.

"Ah Yin, I'm really impressed with you now!"

Murphy did not leave immediately after putting down the sundae.

He didn't expect that Gintoki, who was usually so carefree, would be so efficient at his work, even more skilled than Jamila, a veteran employee who had been there for a month.

More and more satisfied with what he saw, Murphy extended an invitation to Gintoki: "Gintoki, would you like to work for me?"

Lately, the bar business has been booming. Even when Jamila was still there, they were increasingly short-staffed, so Murphy couldn't help but think about hiring more people.

"Cough cough cough cough!" Gintoki was almost killed by Sundae.

Murphy's words sounded like he was rallying an army to attack the Dark Legion, which could easily be misunderstood.

But most importantly—

"No, I think it's pretty good to be human."

Gintoki quickly shook his head, afraid that if he spoke too slowly, Murphy would misunderstand. Every regular at the bar knew Murphy's requirements for full-time employees!

Whether it's being transformed into a monster or becoming a monster girl, Gintoki politely declines.

Murphy was disappointed, but had no intention of changing his standards.

With so many universes available, he refused to believe he couldn't recruit employees who wanted to be monsters. If all else failed, he could simply wait until the interstellar routes reopened and then recruit a few employees from his own universe.

Belial had already told him that, after confirming there were no other dangers in the vicinity, the Star Alliance was preparing to restart flight routes soon. At that time, his bar would definitely be packed with guests, and business would be booming!

Just then, the bar's doors were pushed open, and a long shadow fell, enveloping almost half of the bar. The guests, who had been chatting and drinking, looked up in surprise at the entrance.

At that moment, there stood an exceptionally tall man, who looked almost as tall as a two-story building.

He was dressed in rags, and a lingering sense of melancholy hung between his brows. If it weren't for the extremely high ceilings of Murphy's bar and the adaptive doors, he probably wouldn't have been able to even get in.

Besides his height, the man's appearance was also quite distinctive: he had a pair of small, curved horns on either side of his forehead, and a long-standing, stitched-up scar in the center of his forehead. In addition, his entire body was covered in gruesome wounds. But the most striking feature was the long scar on his chin that stretched all the way to his neck and even his chest.

Compared to the wound on his forehead, this one was clearly added later. Judging from its location and length, it's easy to see how dangerous a battle this person had been through. In this position, a slight misstep could have resulted in him being cleaved in two.

The tall man looked at Murphy, revealing a set of sharp, shark-like teeth.

"Hey, are you the owner of this tavern?"

Murphy nodded: "This is Monster Tavern. What would you like to order? Our motto is that if I know how to make it, you can order anything."

"Hehehehehe!"

The man, who had been looking sullen, couldn't help but burst into laughter when he saw Murphy.