◎He slept lightly and quietly◎
Realizing belatedly that Soul had no idea of his situation, Warren coughed awkwardly and tapped the table with his fingers: "Let's go, there's still a lot of work to be done."
Sur and Arabella looked at each other, neither intending to leave, their eyes revealing worry: "My king, are you injured? Or have you been cursed by someone?"
"How could that be?" Warren rubbed his forehead and didn't want to continue discussing this topic. "Don't worry, I'm fine."
He obviously didn't want to say more, so Soul and Arabella had to leave, looking back every few steps, and hurried to find the servant Liel to inquire about the situation and ask if there was any way they could help.
"The king seems to be in a bad mood," Lier, who had been standing in front of the window sill and staring at the bedroom of the Demon King's Palace all night, had a hoarse voice. However, he felt that he had found the key to the problem and was in a good mood, gesturing with his hands. "But the night before yesterday, the Dark Night Dragon played games with the king, and Tok went to see the king last night. Although the king still didn't sleep, his appetite has returned to its previous level, so I plan to call more demons to take turns chatting with the king every night."
Suer's eyes widened: "Didn't the king eat well recently?"
She turned around anxiously for a few times. As a smart nightmare demon, she couldn't help but think more deeply - why did the king suddenly feel bad? The demons were calm, could it be that there was a problem with other races? But the trade team could get information from the orcs outside the demon domain every once in a while. Both the orcs and the gods were very well behaved, and the elves lived in the forest of elves and would never leave the forest. What could have happened?
Lill shrugged.
In fact, the Demon King had vaguely revealed to him before that he was in a bad mood because he had recently learned about something from a long time ago, but Lier was not sure whether the King would be willing to let others know about this, so he did not mention it. He just waved his hand to signal the Nightmare Demon to come back to his senses: "I'm still thinking about who I should look for tonight. Do you have any suggestions?"
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"If this news spreads, all the demons will definitely rush to sign up," Arabella sat nearby and took a bite of the lollipop in her hand. She felt extremely sorry that she had to patrol at night and couldn't chat and play games with her king in the Demon King's Palace. "But I think the king might like the slimes?"
As he was busy dealing with the transaction with the God Realm and didn't have the energy to stay up all night, Sur also sighed with regret.
That night, having just completed a comparative experiment on the magical power of roasted chicken, Warren, wrapped in a black windbreaker, walked to the gate of the Demon King's Palace. He was not surprised to see the Slime Chief squatting at the door, happily waiting for him.
Warren sighed helplessly, refusing to admit that there was a hint of joy in his heart that he didn't have to go through a long dark night.
The Slime Chief who was in charge of pottery manufacturing in the industrial team happily told the Demon King about the new type of pottery they had recently developed.
As the efficiency of pottery-making machines increased and the demand for pottery in the Demon Realm gradually reached saturation, in addition to selling pottery to the outside world, they also began to learn to combine pottery with other utensils, including ceramic toys and various magical utensils using ceramics as carriers.
Just a few days ago, they made a clay bowl that can cook food by itself.
"It's just that you have to add various ingredients according to the instructions. Currently, you can only make four kinds of food: rice porridge, magic persimmon soup, egg custard, and mashed potato pancakes," the Slime Chief said regretfully, "More importantly, because the ceramic is not hard enough, its ability to carry magic is not strong enough. It will break after a few uses."
Nodding in appreciation, Warren was very satisfied with the demons' spirit of research and creation. He kneaded the soft slime and discussed with him with great interest the various extended uses of ceramics.
Early the next morning, the Slime Chief, who could have had a day off, excitedly rushed to the pottery manufacturing team's factory. With huge dark circles under his eyes, he experimented with the more ingenious possibility of attaching magic circles to pottery that the king and he had discussed.
The other members of the pottery manufacturing team looked at him blankly. The team leader, Nightmare Monite, stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder, asking him with concern if he had a nightmare and forgot that it was his turn to have a day off today.
After the Slime Chief finished explaining the ideas provided by the King with great enthusiasm, the whole team became excited. Nit waved his hand decisively, took immediate action, and began to study new methods of enchanting pottery.
The servant Liel, who pretended to pass by casually, pricked up his ears and listened for a while, and confirmed that his king had also had a fulfilling night last night, and wagged his tail happily.
The next person waiting at the entrance of the Demon King's Palace was the demon soldier Alec.
He was not arranged by Lill, but was similar to Tok. After listening to Xiaolong's bragging, he spontaneously stayed in the Demon King's Palace. As a result, Lill, who had originally planned to go to the Demon King's Palace because he had finally made it to the holiday, had to leave in tears and depression.
"My Lord!" He waved his phone, "Xiaolong said you also played games all night long!"
Warren paused, looked at him and smiled at him.
"Come on," he said lightly, opening the door to the Demon King's Palace, "Follow me."
Following the Demon King happily, Alex had already thought about what game he was going to play later. He could not wait to quicken his pace, and then he was dumbfounded when he saw the study.
"...Ah?" He said weakly, his tail drooping, trying to win the sympathy of his king, "Didn't you say you wanted to play games?"
This weak struggle was suppressed by the devil's light look, and Alex obediently took the biology experiment textbook.
"How did you sleep in the lab class today?" Warren gently pulled his ear and said in feigned anger, "Don't think I can't see you hiding your head behind the textbook. You messed up the first lab class like this, and you dared to come to me to play games at night?"
Alec shrank his neck and cried.
Warren rolled his eyes at him, but wasn't really angry. He sat back in the chair next to Alex and began to explain to him the principles of the experiments in the textbook and the related knowledge involved.
Although he looks careless at ordinary times, Alex is not stupid, otherwise he would not have become the captain of the magic soldiers. He has led his team to encircle the monster nests many times and made considerable contributions.
In addition, Warren explained in detail and patiently, so he quickly understood the steps and core ideas of the experiments. He took notes seriously and shed tears silently in his heart.
Although it is frustrating to have to study so late at night, it is worth it to be able to stay with the king for a while and listen to his lectures!
After repeating what was said in class today, Warren asked a few questions casually. Although Alec answered haltingly, he obviously understood.
Warren was satisfied and rubbed his head. "Have you played the new gold miner game that came out yesterday?"
Alex's eyes suddenly lit up, and his tail, which had just been drooping on the ground, stood up immediately: "No, but I bought it!"
Like Molong, as an avid fan of mobile games, he bought all the games sold so far, so that his mobile phone memory was not enough and he had to buy a black gold memory card to store the files.
Warren snapped his fingers, and the textbooks and notes on the desk flew up automatically, fell into the bookshelf, and arranged themselves neatly. He smiled and said, "Then let's play a game."
Alec nodded frantically.
Another day passed, and the goblin Barlow came skipping to the Demon King's palace and spent the whole night talking to his king about grain cultivation and land improvement techniques.
Then it was the Dark Iron Dwarf Tiechui's turn. Warren and he recounted the Demon King's treasury and marked several magic weapons that were about to become ineffective or had hidden magic circles.
The demon soldier Polly happily shared with his king all the gossip he had heard about the Demon Realm.
The familiar chef Xilu successfully grabbed the next opportunity with his cooking skills and brought a whole truck of food to the Demon King's Palace, so much so that Warren was still rubbing his belly the next morning.
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Over time, Warren gradually got used to walking to the gate of the Demon King's Palace every evening and bringing back a joyful demon.
"My lord!" The Winged Demon Feiwu flew around the gate of the Demon King's Palace like a little bee, "You are finally back!"
He was holding an experiment record in his hand, and it was obvious that he was calculating data while waiting for the Demon King. When he saw his king, he immediately put the experiment aside and moved a pot of lush silver dan grass from his personal space.
"This is the magic plant transformed by the research institute last month. It has the effect of helping you sleep," he said, looking at Warren's increasingly dark circles under his eyes with concern. "We are continuing our research recently, using the method of controlling variables to observe the best sleep-promoting environment for Silver Dan Grass."
Warren was not interested when he saw the silver dan grass, but when he heard Feiwu's words, he immediately perked up: "How did you design your experiment? Have you made any progress so far?"
Speaking of the research content, Fei Wu also became excited. He instantly forgot his original plan of doing math problems with Da Wang, and took out a thick stack of experimental record books like a magic trick.
"When the biology experiment textbook was first published, I had already completed my self-study. Although I had not yet attended your lectures at that time and my understanding of the experiment was incomplete, I had already begun to re-study the characteristics of some of the important magic plants that I had transformed before."
Warren, who was originally planning to go to the bedroom, turned around and walked to the study with Feiwu, preparing to record the key information of Feiwu's research process, which would not only allow him to have a deeper understanding of the Demon Realm, but also be summarized into a short story to inspire other demons to do serious research.
Feiwu sat on the bookshelf in the study, holding his research notes in both hands, his delicate and beautiful black wings fluttering behind him, and talked incessantly about the experimental report that the institute had just completed on the effect of light conditions on the yield of Mianyang flowers.
"We planted the seeds of the cotton flower in a flowerpot in a windowless room. After two leaves grew, we selected the well-grown seedlings for planting, and then used magic lamps to provide them with light of different intensities—"
Feiwu's voice suddenly stopped, he opened his eyes wide and looked at the Demon King in front of the desk.
The devil was holding a feather pen in one hand, and his other hand was resting on the table, supporting his head. His eyes were closed, his thick eyelashes fluttering, and he was sleeping soundly and quietly.
This time, his dream did not contain the fear in the darkness or the heart-wrenching pain. The light from the blood moon outside the window gently brushed his shoulders, like a long, warm and wonderful time in the future.
The author has something to say:
This article ends here!
In fact, there is still a part of the main plot that has not been written, including the cooperation between the Demon Realm and the God Realm, the end of the Beast King and the rise of the Orcs, as well as the popularity of the Demon Realm's "World" app, and how to promote mobile phones to the entire continent. In other words, there should be tens of thousands of words.
But when I got to the last part of this chapter, I suddenly realized that it should end here.
Warren, who was unwilling to face his past memories and abandoned everything to choose to start over as the Demon King, eventually gained the loyalty and goodwill of the demons, reconciled with his past, and was willing to regard the Demon Realm as his final destination. This was a perfect ending.
Of course, this does not mean that those plots are gone. There will be extra chapters later. The tentative extra chapters are the sequel to Demon Realm, which includes the content I mentioned earlier, and then the subsequent viewing body, and the IF line of Warren returning to the modern era. If there is inspiration, I will also write independent chapters for several demons, such as Dragon King Feroth Katha, Bamboo Bear Huabai, Lich Pikachu or Tono.
If you have any memes you want to see, you can also tell me in the comment section, I will try my best to write it!
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