"I told you about the [production line]! You idiot!"
Vera: "..."
"Break down the steps! If you break it down step by step, the whole process won't be so difficult!"
Vera: "..."
The lesser demons watched as Ira reprimanded Vera mercilessly. Vera, who had previously acted arrogantly, could only lower her head and accept the criticism. Their admiration for Ira grew even more evident in their eyes.
"Alas, why are you so foolish?"
Amid Ira's exclamation, Vera hardened her fist, but after a mere 0.000003 seconds of contemplation, she abandoned the idea of resistance... otherwise, the shortest underdog victory in history would have unfolded.
And it ended in failure.
"Look, this is a very simple process. Disassemble the giant bee, throw away the useless flesh and blood and leave it for Xiao Hei and the others, put the tail on the platform, and throw the wings and stinger into the water."
Ira disassembled it himself. He watched for a moment and already understood the whole process. He said, "I don't know why I threw it in the water, but I did it anyway... Sometimes, you don't need to explain the principle."
Vera sneered at Ira's words, waving her hand dismissively and saying, "You're the last person who has the right to say that. Don't think I don't know how much Isabella hates you."
Do you think I don't find you annoying?
Ira squinted as she thought this, but still didn't refute it. Instead, she explained, "Isabella is Isabella, and the little demon is the little demon... This is the first step. Let's try the first process. Anyone want to volunteer?"
As Ira said this, he looked down at the lesser demons who had been watching him operate the device. Immediately, one of the lesser demons expressed his willingness to try, and then began to tinker with the giant bee's body used for the demonstration.
"See, isn't it going very smoothly?"
As Ira spoke, looking at the serious expressions of the little fairies watching, he said to Vera, "If it's too complicated, continue breaking down the steps until everyone has their own role."
However, Vera did not speak; instead, she pointed to the little demon she was operating.
"..."
Without her pointing it out, Ira already saw it: the little imp seemed to have not completely removed the intestines connected to the bee stinger, which had broken off inside the giant bee's belly, and was now awkwardly turning its head to seek help.
"Yes, you need to grab this spot with your hands and then pull it from the top. You need to pull quickly and with a lot of force."
As Ira explained, she helped to hold the giant bee's intestines, then pulled them off from another part of the bee's abdomen. She then handed the part she was holding in her left hand to her right hand, and with her left hand she gently pulled out the stinger, which was then perfectly removed.
"Keep trying, you can remove one after you've finished disassembling it..."
As he spoke, Ira put the half-disassembled giant bee back on the workbench. His hands, covered in slime and blood, were washed in a water tank next to him, but they still smelled of insects.
"Perhaps the step of removing the intestines should be listed separately, hmm..."
Ira pondered, recalling the awkwardness of removing the giant bee's intestines, and said, "There should be an extra step beforehand: cutting open the giant bee's tail and head-abdomen. That way, the intestines can be removed from the front."
Then, Vera didn't respond to him, but simply pointed in the direction of the little demon.
Turning her head, Ira saw the giant bee's wing lying on the table... clearly stained with venom from the venom sac that needed to be kept aside.
In that case, the giant bee's wings would be ruined... It must first be placed in clean water to dissolve and filter out the impurities, then venom of similar temperature is added, and finally the surface liquid that condenses after cooling is removed.
After going through some more procedures, it can become a corpse-fragrant potion... uh, it's called [Bee Flower Snow Moon].
Now, the little fairies have noticed this and are looking at Ira and Vera with questioning eyes, but the little imp is still struggling to dismantle the giant bee... he might indeed be rather clumsy.
After all, it's a monster that specializes in combat.
"..."
and……
"Wait a minute."
As Ira said this, he called out to the little imp, and before the imp could understand what was happening, he grabbed its hand... rough red skin, rough horny claws at the tips of its two knuckles, and four fingers including the thumb.
"Perhaps the lesser demons aren't stupid."
With a helpless expression, Ira patted the little demon's hand and, seeing its confused look, asked, "Do you feel anything awkward when you hold it?"
The little demon nodded decisively... He also wanted to do what Ira did, but he was always flustered, unable to hold things firmly or perform precise operations.
"Oh, I see..."
Vera realized something too. This was the first time she had noticed that the little imp's hands were like this. She thought for a moment and said, "It's fine to make the little imp hoe the ground, but if you want them to dismantle something carefully, these hands can't do it, right? They seem worse than goblins."
Yes, this body structure is more suited to using claws to tear apart an enemy's flesh, rather than working here.
As Ira pondered this, he looked at the little demons who seemed to understand Vera's meaning but appeared very disappointed. He didn't really understand why the little demons would be disappointed if they couldn't do this kind of work that wasn't easy and didn't offer any extra benefits.
However, he soon realized something, and Ira began to comfort them: "Don't worry, every monster has its own strengths and weaknesses."
"One day, the goblins will wear automatic intelligent armor, and you will be able to use fire, frost, and shadow to destroy the enemy. Each of you is very useful, and the Demon King's territory needs each and every one of you."
In fact, these monsters were simply eager to do something for the Demon King's territory.
Ira could clearly sense that this was the closest he had ever come to the eternal utopia of his past life.
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The planned personnel were adjusted. The lesser demons no longer worked as technicians, but continued to do what they were good at: farming, salt production, and wandering in the forest (hunting). In exchange, some of the goblins that were originally cultivated were used to produce perfume.
As for the effect...
Ira: "..."
Vera: "..."
Ira: "One goblin is worth ten of you."
Vera: "Haha, isn't ten a bit of an exaggeration? At most... eight."
Iraq: "What are you having for lunch?"
Vera: "I want to eat children... just kidding, maybe honey eats trees."
Ira: "Stop eating, come with me and see if we can further improve the production line."
Vera: "Like a production line flowing by? Pretty good name... but I'm going to eat now, goodbye~"
Ira: "I've decided to name it 'Vision Assembly Line'."
Almost instantly, Vera stopped in her tracks as she went to eat.
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