◎Our badminton team will definitely win the championship!◎
After asking several times and confirming that Warren really wanted to let him go, Tugao turned around and ran without saying a word, fearing that the devil would change his mind the next second.
"This is too rude," Bamboo Bear Huabai jumped down from the tree, holding a bamboo branch in his mouth, and rubbed the Demon King's calf affectionately, humming, "You clearly saved the life of this rabbit, but this rabbit didn't even say thank you!"
"I guess he was scared by me." Warren shook his head amusedly, patted his gray head, glanced at the increasingly dark sky, and without staying for long, said hello to the Bamboo Bear Chief, left the Bamboo Bear Village, and leisurely returned to the Demon Realm.
He saved Tugao and these orcs not only because he felt sorry for them being tortured to death by the Beast King, but also to cause some trouble for the Beast King.
Since these orcs were able to make the Beast King frame them with the crime of "having secret dealings with the demons" and yet not dare to execute them all hastily, it is obvious that there are considerable racial forces behind them.
After they recover, whether they return to the Beast King Capital or contact their own race privately, it will make the orcs and the Beast King more disunited, and then the Demon Realm's recruitment plan in the beast world can be smoothly promoted.
However, these are all future tasks. The current focus is still on the Demon Games in three days.
Warren thought so as he landed in the courtyard of the Demon Realm Research Institute.
Two nightmare demons were lying on the dirt ground in the courtyard, concentrating on observing the newly grown roots of a demonic plant, and occasionally writing something in their notebooks. When they heard footsteps around them, they turned around and saw the smiling king. They quickly stood up and saluted: "King! You are back!"
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Warren nodded, patted their shoulders, and asked curiously, "Are you researching the purple flame sulfur vine?"
The Purple Flame Sulfur Vine was the last plant from the Animal Realm that was transformed into a Demonic Plant a few days ago. Because the texture of the vine's leaves particularly resembled a mineral in the Demonic Realm called Purple Flame Sulfur, Fei Wu casually gave it this somewhat perfunctory name.
"Yes," the Nightmare Demon said excitedly, its tail swinging back and forth behind it, "We found that the growth rate of the Purple Flame Sulfur Vine is very fast, growing three to five centimeters per minute on average. It can completely replace the strange vines and become the raw material for rattan chairs and rattan mats!"
"We are now recording the fertilizer consumption of the purple flame sulfur vine and observing its other characteristics," another nightmare demon added. "If the experimental results are good, we will soon be able to apply for widespread planting."
As they were talking happily, Feiwu flew out of the small room of the research institute, saluted seriously, and looked at the king with sparkling eyes: "King, have you brought back the beasts from the beast world?"
Warren waved his hand, and the stone ground not far away was immediately filled with pottery jars. These pottery jars were all cast with strict protective magic to prevent the water in them from evaporating or the fish from being cooked by the high temperature of the magic domain.
Feiwu couldn't wait to pounce on it, his beautiful big eyes following the fish swimming in the pottery jar, rubbing his hands eagerly: "Great, I'll start studying it now!"
Grabbing Feiwu's wings, Warren mercilessly dragged him towards the entrance of the institute. "You wish! Go eat quickly. You can do the task tomorrow."
Feiwu fluttered around, like a pheasant with its neck bitten by a cat, not daring to struggle hard, but unwilling to be taken away like this: "But I still have a lot of work to do."
"There's no rush for work," Warren shook his head as he lifted the winged demon's weight. "You've lost a lot of weight than before. I remember you signed up for badminton at the sports meet. With your current physical condition, I'm afraid you can't beat the bat demon leader on the other side."
"How is that possible!" Fei Wu raised his neck and waved his fist, "Our badminton team will definitely win the championship!"
Having said this, he no longer resisted leaving the institute and let the devil carry him like a chicken, walked to the cafeteria, smoothed the feathers on his wings, bought a bowl of potato rice, and sat opposite the devil.
Warren seldom eats in the cafeteria, mainly because he feels that his presence will disturb the demons' normal eating habits. After all, even when he is drinking a cup of lava slime bubble tea in the teahouse, a bunch of demons will gather outside the teahouse excitedly, just to get close to him and say a word.
I decided to stay in the cafeteria today. In addition to supervising Feiwu to eat normally, I also wanted to understand the demons' preparations for the sports meeting.
As soon as he sat down, Xiaolong appeared on his right, holding a piece of fried meat in his mouth: "My king, have you just returned from the beast world?"
"I just came back not long ago," Warren answered, picking up a pork floss pancake with chopsticks and eating it while saying, "I'm going to invite the Serval and Bamboo Bear tribes to participate in the sports meeting. Then I'll let them take a few math and magic classes. If they can pass the exams, I can let them transform into demons."
Xiaolong nodded, with a sympathetic look on his face: "Fortunately, I transformed early. Ten thousand years ago, as long as I was willing to transform, I could absorb the dark power. Otherwise, I would definitely not be able to pass the exam."
"I believe you are very smart," Warren raised his eyebrows. "For example, if I suggest that you deduct your salary if you don't pass the advanced math test, you will definitely continue to study math."
Xiaolong was so scared that his face turned pale: "No! I've been very obedient recently!"
Warren couldn't help laughing.
"The king is teasing you," Feiwu rolled his eyes at the dragon, "Besides, apart from the king, there is absolutely no demon in the Demon Realm willing to teach you mathematics!"
As the Demon Dragon's former math teacher, Fei Wu suffered greatly from him, and his resentment was so deep that it almost materialized.
Xiaolong's eyes widened: "It's obviously you who don't know how to teach!"
He still remembered the hatred for Fei Wu's mockery of him, and made a face at him angrily. He almost dropped the unfinished fried meat on the ground. He quickly bit the fried meat and swallowed it in two mouthfuls.
The Winged Demon York, who was having dinner with Xiaolong, smiled shyly at the Demon King: "Because I signed up for the badminton team in the sports meeting, Xiaolong has been helping me practice the technique of dodging obstacle balls recently."
Warren looked at him with interest: "You joined Feiwu's team?"
York lowered his head with a guilty conscience: "It was Batman who invited me, so I joined his team."
Feiwu, who was gnawing on a bone nearby, groaned loudly.
Different from the badminton rules in the cards, after the double magic modification by Warren and Silvester and the secret interference of the system, badminton has become a multiplayer cooperative sport like Quidditch. Each team needs six demons, so all demons who want to sign up are actively looking for suitable players.
However, Fei Wu, who worked day and night in the research institute, was ultimately a step late. By the time he was ready to form a team, most of the flying demons already had their own teams. The rest were either those who were not interested in badminton or those who were too strong to play like Xiaolong. It took him a long time to finally find the team members - except Fei Wu himself, there was not a single winged demon.
This made Fei Wu, who was once the leader of the Winged Demon Clan, very depressed.
Warren chuckled and poked the angry Feiwu: "The team is not fixed. You can form a team earlier at the next sports meeting."
In fact, Fei Wu has a very high prestige in the Winged Demon Clan. If he really asks the Winged Demons to join his team, all the Winged Demons will definitely withdraw from their current team.
But Fei Wu is a guy with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. He is happier than anyone else to see that the winged demons can find good friends to play badminton with. He has never thought of asking them to quit, and he even helps the winged demons train their badminton skills from time to time.
"I signed up for the Warcraft Mount Track and Field Competition," Xiaolong finally finished eating all the fried meat and patted his belly contentedly, "Alec also signed up for this event!"
He pulled the Demon King's sleeve and happily talked about his carefully selected Warcraft mount, the Hell Horse, which was the only Warcraft that could carry a magic dragon without losing its legs.
Warren listened carefully and ate a whole piece of pork floss pancake. From their discussion, he could see that the demons were very enthusiastic about the sports meeting, so he was relieved. He put down his chopsticks, sent York to supervise Feiwu to go back to the redwood forest to rest, and then took the little dragon who was following him like a tail, and walked towards the forging team.
Tiechui, who had already finished dinner, was squatting on a rattan chair outside the forge, holding his head and playing a new archery game on his mobile phone. He didn't notice him until Warren walked to the door of the forge. He quickly jumped off the chair and saluted his king.
"Has the trophy for the sports meet been forged?" Warren smiled and waved at him. "Also, I have determined the number of orcs who will be participating in the sports meet this time, so the protective magic badge can be put into production."
Tiechui nodded obediently and quickly recorded the number of orcs in the memo of his mobile phone. Considering the possibility of loss, the number of magic badges to be protected must be more than the number of orcs. Fortunately, the production of such badges is not difficult, and hundreds of badges can be completed in just one morning.
"The trophies for the games have been forged and handed over to the logistics team leader, Lille," he reported seriously, "and the exclusive phone case reward for the champion of the games has also been handed over to the logistics team."
Warren patted Tiechui's shoulder with satisfaction and said, "Well done."
He rubbed the dragon horn, thinking of the story of the bamboo bear chief, and told Tiechui about the two-way communication stone. While observing the two-way communication stone, Warren had almost figured out the structure of the magic circle inside, and picked out the valuable parts to tell Tiechui.
"If we can disassemble this magic circle and integrate it into the phone, the video chat effect we discussed before can be truly realized," he said with a smile, "maybe we can even let Tono film a performance, just like a storybook, and store it in the phone for everyone to watch--"
At this point, Warren suddenly stopped and was stunned for a moment. He realized belatedly that the movie cards of [The Lion King] and [Detective Pikachu] that he had seen at the beginning might have been performances from another world.
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Warren: I see! So the other world invited a talking lion and an electric mouse to make a movie!
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