◎Let's kidnap the goblins!◎

Fei Wu, the leader of the Winged Demon Clan, had no idea why his pheromones suddenly disappeared.

For the Winged Demons, this was more like an innate ability than magic. When this ability disappeared at first, they didn't even notice anything unusual, which directly led to more than half of the tribe being killed or injured when the strange vines launched an attack. The remaining members were trapped in the cave and unable to escape, and could only rely on self-destruction to buy a glimmer of life for their cubs.

He told the devil the whole story from beginning to end.

Although he missed his former tribesmen, Feiwu adjusted his mentality quickly. When talking about this incident, although he was still sad, he did not lose control of his emotions. He recounted the whole process very naturally. By the time he got permission from the Demon King to leave the hall, he had already started thinking about how to motivate his tribesmen to train hard.

Watching the flying crow fly away, Warren sat on the throne and rubbed his eyebrows hard.

The clue was interrupted again, but he did not force it. After all, less than half a year had passed out of the hundred years in the contract. It was more important to do the tasks at hand well rather than rushing for quick results.

Thinking of this, he opened the system log and continued writing and drawing on the memo.

The card [Potatoes and Meat Recipe] still shows no signs of being upgraded. Warren suspects that this may be because he has not yet found a substitute for the soy sauce and salt in the ingredient list - punk meat sauce is indeed very salty, but it does not taste good when added to stir-fried dishes.

The construction of the magic soldiers' tents has been completed for the most part. It is roughly estimated that all the magic soldiers will be able to move into the tents in three or four days. For the magic soldiers, having a tent that can shelter from the wind and rain is an unimaginable good life compared to the previous life of Xi Tianmudi, but Warren himself is not satisfied.

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He had seen the towering skyscrapers and neatly laid out village courtyards in the cards. He tried to replicate them but could not understand the structure of these houses at all. In the end, apart from the wooden shed for storing items, he could only research this simple shack made of a few pieces of wood put together and covered with animal skins.

If Warren didn't think it was a bit miserable for the demon soldiers to sleep in the open air every night, he would never have come up with a design of this level.

The work of raising roasted chickens was also going smoothly. Guru reported yesterday that there were already more than 700 roasted chickens in the chicken coop, most of which were caught by the demon soldiers during hunting. There were also more than 60 newly hatched chicks, chirping all day long for food. Due to the abundance of eggs, the demon chefs were eager to start developing new recipes.

So many chickens kept together often fight with each other, so Hulu proposed to build another chicken coop to separate the chickens, hoping to reduce the number of fights and injuries. Warren thought this proposal made sense and agreed immediately, but there were not enough people, so he had to put it on hold until the construction of the demon soldiers' tents was completed.

Having recorded this, Warren sighed - there were too many tasks to handle.

He originally wanted to draw inferences from this example. Since roast chickens can be raised, there is no reason why the equally docile fire weasel pigs and date sheep cannot be raised artificially. However, he simply did not have the time to build a pigpen, let alone assign someone to look after them. In the end, he could only put it aside in the memorandum as part of his future plans.

This is also the reason why he did not draw a card even though he had 11 magic crystals after receiving the [New Crops] achievement quest reward. He has a lot of things to do now, so he can wait a little longer before drawing a card, and wait until a lucky day to get it.

Maybe you'll be lucky enough to draw the method of building a house?

Warren shook his head and couldn't help laughing - he had always wanted powerful battle cards, but now he hoped to get useful data cards.

After writing the last sentence about the arrangements for the Winged Tribe, he closed the memo, stood up from the throne, stretched leisurely, and prepared to check on the progress of the potato planting team first.

In the past, when he walked in the Demon King's Palace, there would be seven or eight familiars following him. But Warren was not used to being watched wherever he went, so he reduced the number of his followers again and again, and finally even sent the familiar butler Lille to be responsible for the management of various logistical tasks.

At first, Lill was a little unhappy, thinking that they were disrespectful to the Demon King. But as the work became more and more, he became so busy that he had no time to peek behind the pillars in the hall.

"Lil is good in every way except that he makes too much of a fuss," Warren couldn't help but complain to Demon King Mian, "I ate less meat a few days ago, and he had to run to the kitchen to watch Xiliu perfect the recipe. I heard that Xiliu was so angry with him that he developed four new dishes in a row."

[oh. ]

The card drawing system answered indifferently, and did not tell Warren that, in fact, the Demon Chef Slurped not because of Lille's coercion, but because he was stimulated by the fact that his king could not eat, so he led the chefs to work hard and not only made braised pork and egg custard, but also used punk meat sauce and several other stronger meat sauces to make delicious broth.

During this half year, although Warren himself did not realize it, he had already been regarded as the most firm belief by the servants and magic soldiers of the Demon King's Palace.

[What does it have to do with me?]

Warren had long been accustomed to the rude style of the card drawing system. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He was about to retort a few words when he saw the goblin Barlow rushing towards him happily from a distance.

The current goblin Barlow is no longer the pitiful and cautious demon when he first arrived. He has gradually revealed his active and talkative true character. Nearly a thousand demon soldiers in the barracks have a good relationship with him, his familiars call him a brother, and the Dark Iron Dwarves are willing to invite him to dinner together.

If Warren had his memory restored, he would probably label Barlow a "social bully."

"My lord!" Barlow jumped up and down, shouting from a distance, his face flushed with excitement, "My lord! The potatoes are growing!"

Warren's eyes lit up immediately: "Great!"

Inspired by Hu Lu, the potato planting team discovered that there is often underground magma under the ground where potatoes grow. So they started a new round of experiments. First, they watered the land with magma before sowing, and later they planted potatoes next to the magma lake. However, these attempts all ended with the planted potatoes being burned or rotten.

"So we were thinking, is it possible that what potatoes need is the high temperature environment of magma, but they have to be in the Gobi Desert soil?" Barro waved his arms happily. Even in front of the Demon King, he was no longer restrained, and his attitude was respectful yet intimate. "So, we buried a layer of magma underground first, and then planted potatoes on top of the magma. It's only been three days, and new potatoes have already grown!"

"So fast?" Thinking of the wheat that can be harvested twice a year in the card, Warren was shocked by the growth efficiency of Demon Realm potatoes. "Grown in three days?"

"But it's still very small. It will take a long time for it to grow into a big potato that we can eat." Barlow stretched out his short hand, gestured to the size of a peanut, and sighed softly, "The potatoes I ate in the tribe before were also this small. Now I know that it's because they haven't grown yet."

Thinking of the skinny little goblin covered in dirty mud, and then looking at the cute round goblin in the vest in front of him, he curled his eyes and rubbed Barlow's head: "Well done. Let's go and take a look together."

In the experimental field outside the Demon King's Palace, the members of the potato planting team were cheering and bumping into each other. When they saw the Demon King coming with Barlow, they all ran forward and looked at the Demon King with sparkling eyes: "My King, we succeeded! The Demon King's Palace will finally have more potatoes than we can eat!"

They were in high spirits, with their chests puffed out and their heads raised, their tails lifted, their eyes full of longing for the future. They wished they could plant the potatoes in the ground right now and get a big mountain of delicious potatoes.

There has been a breakthrough in potato cultivation methods, and the next step will be large-scale cultivation.

Warren marked out a piece of flat desert land about 100 meters in size next to the Demon King's Palace, which was right next to the chicken coop, and planted potatoes at intervals. The surface of each potato was marked with stones.

The magic soldiers of the planting team are responsible for selecting suitable potato seeds and sowing them. They also have to use rakes to turn the soil loose and breathable in advance to leave more space for the potatoes to grow.

However, the potato planting plan, which was thought to be smooth sailing, soon fell into another trouble.

Violent digging methods like the ones used by the demon soldiers would destroy the upper surface and would not allow them to expand a complete magma underground river. Only the goblins, who dig holes not by digging out the soil but by quickly rotating the soil to evenly cover the surrounding areas of the tunnel, create an underground river that is less prone to collapse and is closest to a natural underground river, providing the most suitable growing environment for potatoes.

However, it would be extremely difficult for the goblins to dig out an underground river of hundreds of meters by themselves. Even if they worked day and night, it would take more than half a month to complete it.

"Don't worry, take your time," Barlow panted and popped his head out of the cave entrance. The magic soldiers from the potato planting team hurried over, some fanning him, some handing him dried meat, and carried the exhausted goblin to a cool place to rest. "The king has instructed that it can be postponed until next year. There is no need to rush. Your health is more important."

Barlow sighed, "But I'm anxious. The day when everyone can eat all-you-can-eat potatoes every day is just around the corner. How can I delay it just because I'm a little tired?"

His voice was very weak. Some demon soldiers lowered their heads sadly and said, "It would be great if I could dig underground rivers, so that Barro wouldn't have to work so hard. Alas, I am really useless."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Barlow shook his head, feeling that the stars in front of his eyes had finally disappeared by half. "Your fighting power is so strong, much stronger than mine! I am a weak goblin, and I can only dig a tunnel--"

He suddenly stopped, then jumped down from the rattan mat, shouted "I have a solution!", and ran towards the Demon King's palace.

Warren, who was eating, bit a piece of fried meat and looked at Barlow in surprise. Before he could ask, he heard Barlow say happily: "My king, let's kidnap the goblins!"

Warren choked.

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I will be V tomorrow! Most likely I will update at midnight (maybe tomorrow morning, after all, I haven't started writing yet kkk), thank you for your support! mua!

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