“I have to do unnecessary things like this because of that lowly god from the boonies.” The displeased Hades headed toward the heart of the tenth Dimensional floor.

Thanks to Lee Gun, he was coming back from the hospital. It didn’t come naturally to him.

‘What kind of power did that bumpkin bring from the earth?’

Hades clutched at his stomach, where Lee Gun had attacked. The god of the underworld had used quick judgment to expel Lee Gun, so the damage was superficial. However, this didn’t change that he felt crappy. Moreover, Hades’s expenses had increased for no reason thanks to him!

‘How much did they charge for a small wound like this?’

He had to get it fixed, so he had gone to a hospital. However, this wound didn’t fall under his medical insurance. Therefore, the hospital requested an absurd amount of money.

‘These bastards from the Divine world only care about money.’

Since his medical insurance hadn’t kicked in, the hospital of the Divine world was unimaginably expensive.

This was the reason Valhalla was in deep debt; they constantly went to war as they gathered warriors. The hospital fees exceeded the money they got from the spoils of war. They were always in the minus.

Olympus made their money through commerce instead of wars for a reason. They conquered all kinds of dimensions and colonized them. It led to these dimensions generating money for them.

Of course, Olympus used to have a legendary healing Divine status called Asclepius, and every god had tried to steal it. However, that wasn’t...