Gobaf's temper hasn't worsened; rather, he believes this is how the foolish Human Race communicates.
Previously, he had to keep things hidden, but as the Divine race gradually erodes Xingzheng Star, he feels there's no need to hold back anymore. If he needs to vent, he will - anyway, no matter how dissatisfied anyone is, they will soon be under our Divine race rule.
In order to make himself more aligned with the Divine race's characteristics, not long ago, he even chopped off a dead girl's thigh, secretly roasted and ate it. The taste wasn't bad; the only regret was it might have been marinated for too short a time.
However, there was no helping it. As an active-duty soldier, his time outside is severely limited.
Today, he plans to worship the god for an hour and then search for more suitably marinated ingredients - even if he doesn't eat them, what if the Divine race comrades need it in the future?
