◎Moyu's external economic and cultural output◎
Warren originally planned to go to the bamboo bears to pick some bamboos after leaving the serval village, but he was surrounded by the fluffy cats and hugged them happily. By the time he said goodbye to the servals, it was almost evening.
So he decisively canceled his plan to visit Bamboo Bear, returned to the mountain he had been to before, uprooted the fruit trees, and he and Silvester each carried two trees. After several teleportations, they quickly returned to the Demon King's Palace and put all the harvest of the day into the warehouse of the research institute.
It was already time for lunch after work, and Fei Wu was the only one in the entire research institute. After his colleagues left, he returned and worked overtime to study the feasibility of the Soul-Eating Grass to survive in the desert.
Fei Wu was startled at first when his king and the fallen angel suddenly appeared in front of him. Then he reacted and counted the various plants they brought back with joy. He transferred them to pots that the research institute had cast dark force shielding magic on, and labeled them one by one.
"It's difficult to transform this kind of fruit tree directly into a magic plant," he said happily, waving his wings, "but there are so many fruits on the tree, there are enough fruit cores for experiments, and the chance of success is very high."
Warren nodded, patted Silvestre's shoulder, and signaled him to go to the cafeteria to eat quickly. He stayed in the research institute and sorted out the plants with Feiwu.
The fallen angel, who finally didn't have to hide his wings anymore, flew twice in the air, landed on the ground, bought three pieces of grilled meat, punk sauce mashed potatoes and a glass of sweet juice at an open-air restaurant, took a big bite of the fried egg, and finally came out of his trance.
When the Nightmare Demon Sur saw him, he walked over to the seat opposite him with a plate and sat down, asking curiously, "Silvis, I heard that you went to the outside of the Demon Realm with the King today? What is it like there?"
"Except for the better environment, it's far worse than the Demon Realm," Silvester answered her. "My ancestors exaggerated in the past, and I thought it was so wonderful. But it turns out that their food is the same as ours, just barbecue and dried salted fish!"
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Silvester was not usually talkative, but the place that his ancestors had taught him since childhood to be the Garden of Eden was actually so different from what he had imagined. This made him want to talk, and he told in detail what he had seen and heard in the Serval Tribe today.
The ramshackle houses made of hay and broken wood, the food of the same style without any seasoning, the poor cats bullied by the Beast King and other big tribes... More and more demons gathered around Silvester, exclaiming from time to time, and only started discussing after Silvester finished speaking.
"This is pretty much the same life we lived before the king came."
"I think it's better than what we had before - Silvester just said that they have a lot of food there, and the trees even bear fruit!"
"Not having a cell phone is fine, but the shelter and food are so poor, it's really too bad. So why did the former demon king insist on breaking through the barrier?"
Listening to the discussion of the demons, Silvester ate the fried meat, and was sincerely grateful to the king who brought such a prosperous life to the Demon Realm.
But this is not enough, he thought silently, even in terms of environment, the Demon Realm cannot lose. He will go to the Beast Realm tomorrow to continue digging plants. One day, he will turn the Demon Realm into a fairyland with green trees!
He was still encouraging himself. On the other side, Warren, who was busy with Feiwu sticking all the labels, took Feiwu back to the Demon King's Palace and quickly summoned the demons to a meeting.
In addition to the captains of each team, the magic dragon who was more familiar with the dragon clan, Silvester who had been to the beast world and other demons were also notified to attend the meeting. They were basically familiar with the meeting process. They rushed to the Demon King's Palace, sat in the conference room, holding notebooks and pens in their hands, and looked up at the Demon King with full energy.
"I called you all here today to discuss the economic and cultural output of the Demon Realm."
Warren tapped the table with his fingers. This time he didn't need to activate the card skills. He could just use magic power to make the teacups float onto the demon's table.
"Let me first give you a brief introduction to the current situation outside the Demon Realm."
All the demons pricked up their ears, even the little dragon who had lived in the outside world for a long time listened very carefully.
All the things they knew about the outside world before were about the outside world ten thousand years ago. Over the past ten thousand years, the demons in the Demon Realm have been replaced by one batch after another. Of the four major races back then, only the Stone Demon Race is still alive in the world. It seems that the outside world has also changed greatly.
"Outside the Demon Realm, there are four main races: the Gods, the Beasts, the Nature Elves, and the Dragons. They live in the God Realm, the Beast Realm, the Forest of Elves, and the Sky Island respectively."
Warren told the information he had learned from the Serval Tribe.
"Let's first talk about the relationship between the four major tribes. The God Tribe and the Nature Elves do not interfere with each other. The relationship between the God Tribe and the Beast Tribe is not very good, but they have always maintained a peaceful state. The relationship between the Nature Elves and the Beast Tribe is very bad because the previous Beast King imprisoned a Nature Elf in the Imperial Capital, and the current Beast King is still unwilling to return the elf."
"The relationship between the dragon tribe and all other tribes is very bad, but in order to prevent the dragon tribe from running into their territory to burn, kill and plunder, the beast tribe will send generous offerings to the dragon tribe every ten years."
Alec was already dizzy, his eyes spinning wildly: "Oh my god, the relationship between them is more complicated than a math problem!"
"This is just a superficial relationship. I will find an opportunity to investigate the specific situation in the future."
Warren shrugged, paused for a moment, took a sip of lava slime bubble tea, and looked up at the demons.
"After hearing this, what do you think?"
The demons thought hard.
Although the king has been cultivating their ability to work independently, after so much training and work, they are no longer as flustered as before, but they are still very unfamiliar with such strategies and struggles between races.
The Nightmare Demon Sur was the first to raise his hand: "These races are not harmonious to begin with, so we just need to provoke internal fighting among them, and our Demon Realm can develop peacefully and take the opportunity to grow stronger!"
"We are stronger than them now," Silvester thought for a moment and shook his head, "and these races all have very bad attitudes towards the demons. Once we show up, they will probably work together to fight us, just like they did ten thousand years ago."
Tono spoke up actively: "I understand! Then we should first let them know that the demons are not bad guys, so the king said before that he wanted to discuss the cultural output of the Demon Realm! We can make up stories for them to read!"
The demons finally understood and looked towards their king. Seeing the king nod approvingly, they immediately started discussing what storybooks they should show to the foreigners.
The goblin Barlow interrupted weakly: "But, can they read?"
Demons: “…”
That’s right, those ethnic groups outside are still illiterate!
So if they go and set up a stage to perform a play, will they be directly beaten back?
"Perhaps we can contact them first and let them feel our friendliness?" The familiar Liel pondered, "We can also trade with them. Although our food contains dark energy, we can sell them items like pottery and cotton clothes that do not have magic themselves."
The captain of the magic soldiers Arabella was eager to try: "Or we can defeat them first!"
"You think too highly of me. I'm not sure I can defeat the Beast King and the God King together, not to mention the Nature Elf King and the Dragon King." Warren shook his head helplessly, thought for a moment, and turned to look at the dragon. "Xiaolong, I haven't seen the Dragon King yet. How much stronger is he than you?"
The little dragon held his tail and opened his eyes wide: "Why do you assume that the Dragon King is stronger than me? What if I am stronger than him!"
Warren looked at him calmly.
"Well, he's stronger than me, but not by much," Xiao Long pursed his lips in anger, unhappily admitting his weakness, "Ten thousand years ago, he could beat two of me. Now, he's only a little bit stronger than me."
He extended his hand and gestured a short distance, emphasizing the small difference in their strength.
The dragon clan has a long lifespan, but after the growth period, it is difficult to increase its strength again. Xiaolong was not yet an adult when he left the dragon clan. After coming to the Demon King's Palace, he learned a lot of new magical knowledge. He thought he could almost catch up with the Dragon King and there would be no problem.
Warren nodded thoughtfully.
The servals all said that the God King single-handedly defeated the Dragon Clan so that they dared not approach the God Realm and could only show off their might in the Beast Realm. They thought that the Dragon King's strength must be much worse than that of the God King, and he felt that he and the God King should be evenly matched, so there was no problem in stopping the Dragon Clan alone.
"We should still focus on friendly trade and cultural output. If any dragons or other tribes dare to attack first, we will beat them up," Warren concluded. "Arabella, organize the army to continue training. Barlow, I will bring back some crops from there. After Feiwu transforms those crops into dark magic plants, the planting will still have to be left to the farming team. Tiechui, customize a batch of pottery for cooking, including cotton clothes, rattan baskets and other non-magical utensils. Hurry up and produce them."
He paused and thought for a moment: "Sul, tomorrow you will go to the Outer Realm with me and Silvester. There is a new group of bamboo bears that can grow sweet bamboo. Let's go and see if we can ask them how to grow sweet bamboo."
All the demons nodded.
Although he didn't know how many new crops he needed to plant, Barro, who had been looking at the labor of the farming team, felt a headache. He couldn't help but sigh: "I always thought that the number of hundreds of thousands of demons was too many, why are there still not enough people!"
Tiechui nodded in agreement: "Now almost all adult demons have passed the math and magic exams and officially entered the cities to work. There is no way to expand recruitment."
Subconsciously rubbing his fingertips, Warren thought of the Serval Clan who hated the Beast King, and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, maybe new demons will join us soon."
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