Old Gods Are Worse Than Dogs! I Will Forever Be the Senior's Lapdog!

To create two brand-new Deities.

Even Lin Feng himself could not help but freeze for a moment upon hearing the system's calm conclusion.

A strange thought flashed through his mind.

So, without him even realizing it, the two security guards at his door had been fed by the daily lottery until they were nearly at the limit of mortal existence?

Coming back to his senses, Lin Feng could not help but laugh and shake his head.

Looking at the two old men outside, whose bodies had gone somewhat stiff from excitement and nervousness, his mood inexplicably improved.

No matter what, they were still his employees.

Even if they were contract workers.

"Alright, stop standing around stupidly at the door."

Lin Feng beckoned to them, his smile easygoing and cordial.

"Come in and have breakfast with me."

"I'll stir-fry a few dishes myself, as... an advance celebration for you achieving your lifelong goal."

With that, he turned around and leisurely headed back into the restaurant.

Yet to Qian Daoliu and Bo Saixi, his casual words were no less than a thunderclap!

The fervor on their faces instantly froze, and they stood rooted to the spot.

They abruptly looked at each other, each seeing the emotion called delight in the other's wide-eyed gaze.

Senior... he knows!

He actually knows everything! He knows that today is our chance to become gods!

And he even wants to... cook for us personally!

Ever since the restaurant's first expansion, Senior's true body had not personally cooked for a long time. Nearly all the dishes had been made by those unfathomable clones.

Yet today, for their final meal before becoming gods, Senior was actually going to do it himself!

What an immense blessing!

What an immense honor!

How could this be a simple breakfast? This was clearly