Gods Feast on Humans? I'll Cook Them Instead

The gods and buddhas are not saviors but greedy diners. The Classic of Mountains and Seas is not a myth but a divine menu. Mortal joys, sorrows, and hatreds are merely flavors on their plates. Kings are head chefs, officials are kitchen hands, and you and I are ingredients. Lu Ming, an orphan of the Ghost Fang tribe, is thrown into a mass grave as 'low-grade seasoning' but accidentally merges with the remnant soul of Taotie, becoming the most toxic 'kitchen waste': 'Want to eat me? I'll devour all your offerings first!' Zhige, the top divine general of the Great Shang Dynasty, discovers that the order he swore to protect is merely a 'kitchen knife' for carving divine flesh. He snaps his divine weapon: 'To hell with order—I'm flipping this table!' Lingyu, the supreme saintess, sees through the truth of the Imperial Recipe and no longer presides over sacrifices but dons an apron to cook for humanity: 'Since gods eat humans, today we eat gods!' Using heaven and earth as a pot, the fury of all beings as fuel, divine blood as broth, and the pantheon as ingredients. Gods feast on humans? I'll cook the gods instead!