◎How many Fire Snakes did this group of demon soldiers kill?◎
Originally, they thought that the open-air restaurant and delicious food were the most magnificent scenery of the Demon King's Palace. However, after following Arabella to visit the smoked meat production base, the vine-woven hut, and the roasted chicken breeding base, the tribe leaders could not even exclaim in amazement. Instead, they looked at the demon soldiers with eyes full of envy.
If they were asked to consider joining the Demon King's Palace now, their denial would not be as firm as before.
Even the Nightmare Chieftain □□ had a serious expression.
She originally thought that the pottery-making technology possessed by the Nightmare Clan was enough for them to gain a foothold in the Demon King's Palace. However, vine weaving, iron forging, and animal skin tanning, any one of which could replace most of the functions of pottery. Now that she thought about it, what the Demon King said was very pertinent. If the Nightmare Clan only relied on pottery, they would only get one chance to prove themselves.
——Although she didn't understand why the goblins could join the Demon King's Palace and even have their own goblin stone houses, they seemed to have a harmonious relationship with their servants and magic soldiers.
In any case, after walking around the Demon King's Palace, when they saw the Demon King again, the attitudes of the clan leaders became more humble and cautious. This time it was not because of fear, but out of admiration and respect.
Not only that, they also discussed with the Demon King, wanting to buy some rattan baskets and rattan mats to bring back to their tribe. The Demon Cotton Tribe, which was the strongest and had the largest number of tribe members, ordered 500 rattan baskets at once, waiting to pick them up next time.
When the Demon King proposed that each race could send their people to the Demon King's Palace to learn advanced technology, but they had to bring their own rations to exchange for meal coupons, the clan leaders were all ecstatic, and if they didn't have to manage the race, they almost all wanted to sign up themselves.
The slime demon who also heard the conversation between the Demon King and several tribes was a little confused. After the tribe leaders left, he timidly asked: "Demon King, we didn't hand in our rations for meal coupons. We need to go back to the tribe to get some food."
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"You don't need to." Warren patted his head and signaled him to change back into mud form. "You are the first race to pay homage to the king. This is a privilege for you."
The Slime Demon nodded flattered, and quickly turned back into crystal mud, jumping into the hands of the Demon King.
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The journey was long, and even though an agreement had been signed with the Demon King, it would take more than half a month to go back and forth. Warren was not in a hurry. He organized the demons in the Demon King's Palace to continue working, and opened up a new piece of land, surrounded it with a stone fence, and raised a few fire weasel piglets.
The little thunder dog's monster egg also successfully hatched into four puppies after eight days. Considering that the little thunder dog is a monster that helps with hunting, Warren kept them in the Demon King's Palace for the time being and announced that the top four teams in the next hunting competition can each get a puppy as a reward.
I don’t know if it’s because the puppies are too cute, but the magic soldiers’ enthusiasm for training is so high that I can often see magic soldiers running laps in the lava lake to exercise their strength in the middle of the night.
During the class every night, since the stories in Aesop's fables had been almost told and the stories required by [Education through Entertainment] had not yet been thought of, Warren simply changed the teaching mode. In addition to assigning math thinking questions, he temporarily put aside the math learning and storytelling sessions and instead let the demons volunteer to come on stage and tell stories about the monsters they were familiar with. After they finished telling the stories, the audience could also come on stage to add to the stories.
"This will help you increase your understanding of monsters and know their weaknesses. It will be easier to fight them next time you encounter them," he explained to the demons in a cheerful tone. "Also, I heard that many of you demons have had wonderful hunting experiences. Share them with everyone, just as if you were telling a story. Maybe a thousand years later, the young demons in the demon realm will still hear about your legend."
The demons looked at each other and were all moved.
Although the living conditions in the Demon Realm are very poor and the demons had a very difficult life in the past, this complexity is only limited to the external environment. When it comes to internal struggles, every single demon is basically stupid. A demon like the Nightmare Chief who can use his brains is a rare species that only appears once in hundreds of years.
They used to believe in the law of the jungle, because only by winning the fight could they have food to eat. Now, under the leadership of the Demon King, all demons can have food to eat, so what is there to fight for? Of course, they will work hard under the Demon King, striving to always have plenty of delicious food to eat.
As a result, they became stronger and stronger, and acquired many new skills such as weaving and building houses. They also gradually learned to think. For example, now, a picture involuntarily emerged in their minds: thousands of years later, they may have returned to the embrace of the Demon God, but the cubs are still laughing and discussing the story told by the Demon King, which is the duel between the Demon Soldier Hero and the Greedy Beast...
"My lord, let me tell you!" Polly raised his hand first, jumping around excitedly like a fire whale jumping from a lava lake to the ground, "I often encounter fire snakes!"
The flying crow standing on his shoulder was thrown down suddenly, and he quickly flapped his wings to fly up to avoid falling flat on his face. He was so angry that he kicked Polly's hand: "You just like playing in the mud at the bottom of the lava lake, so you often run into the fire snake! Next time, if you climb up covered in mud again and throw it around and splash it on my feathers, I will definitely pull out all the hair on your tail!"
Polly knew he was in the wrong, scratched his head and smiled embarrassedly, grabbed Feiwu's clothes and pulled him back to his shoulders: "Okay, don't be angry, how about you talk to me tonight?"
"Winged demons cannot touch magma," Feiwu spread his wings, "If I meet the Fire Snake alone, I will definitely be roasted into jerky."
Polly thought for a moment and swallowed hard: "Ah... I want to eat chicken wings."
Feiwu was furious: "Hey!!"
Warren watched them playing and fighting with a smile, and was keenly aware that Feiwu no longer referred to the Winged Demons as a tribe - he had already had enough sense of belonging to the Demon Palace - this was mainly manifested in the fact that now, not only the young Winged Demons, but even other demon soldiers, if they made mistakes that they should not have made during training, he would be so angry that his feathers stood on end and he would rush over to attack them.
With this guy's violent temper, it would be better for him to be a pioneer in the hunting team than a clan leader. No wonder he has been hating the Nightmare Demon Clan Leader Sur for so long.
That night, Polly walked up to the podium. He was a little nervous at first, but he turned around and looked at the Demon King who was sitting next to the podium. After receiving the Demon King's encouraging gaze, he calmed down a little, took a deep breath, and talked about the habitat, living habits, fighting methods, and common weaknesses of the Volcano Fire Serpent.
Due to the spread of magma in the Demon Realm, the Fire Snake has become one of the most common magical beasts. Almost all magic soldiers have hunted the Fire Snake. However, when Polly spoke more and more in detail, many magic soldiers exclaimed, "The Fire Snake's eggs are actually black," "The Fire Snake is only the size of an earthworm when it is born," and "It turns out that directly hitting the seventh scale on the back of the Fire Snake can paralyze it."
The magic soldiers listened more and more attentively, and the familiars and Dark Iron Dwarves also listened with gusto. When Polly finished speaking, many magic soldiers actively raised their hands to add to his speech.
Warren asked them to go to the podium one by one in the order of their seats to participate in the discussion.
"If the Fire Snake leaves the lava zone, it will be frozen solid," said Mobingerke, the first to come on stage. "If it is put back into the lava lake within a day, it will still survive. If it is put back the next day, it will be frozen to death and will not thaw. However, the Fire Snake that is frozen into ice after leaving the lava can be stored for a long time without spoiling, so this method can be used to keep it fresh."
...Warren wanted to know, after listening to the story of the farmer and the snake, how many fire snakes these demon soldiers had killed to come to such an accurate conclusion.
He listened to the discussion of the demon soldiers with mixed feelings, and wrote down two full pages in the system's built-in memo, intending to organize it into a format similar to the Warcraft introduction after returning, which would be more convenient to read.
The next day, after training and hunting, almost all the magic soldiers ran to the lava swamp and soaked in the mud at the bottom of the lava lake to look for fire snake eggs. They found that the snake eggs were actually black, and the newly hatched little snakes were indeed only the length of an index finger. They were all amazed, and then stuffed them back into the mud as they were.
Unless the demons are starving to the point of dying, they always follow their hunter instincts and will not attack the cubs.
It was not until the Warcraft exchange course in the Demon King's Palace had moved from the Fire Serpent to the Greedy Beast, Punk, Fire Weasel Pig and Giant Ant, and had begun to enthusiastically discuss whether the Fire Hair Whale could survive in a shallow lava lake, that the Nightmare Demons came to the Demon King's Palace as a whole.
Logically speaking, they had more things to move, and had to carry with them cubs and elderly Nightmare Demons who had difficulty walking, so they should have arrived later than the other tribes. However, the Nightmare Demon Chief gritted his teeth and sped up, hurrying along without wasting a moment, for fear that the Blood Wolf Tribe who had received the news would come to cause trouble for them.
Fortunately, they were escorted by Captain Alex and hundreds of demon soldiers along the way, so the journey was relatively smooth. When they arrived at the Demon King's Palace, although they were all very tired, no one was injured.
They stepped into the open space next to the military camp and were about to pack up their things to go meet the Demon King, when they saw a group of demon soldiers laughing and holding up a huge whale, and throwing it into the lava lake.
The fire whale swam a few times in the lava lake, and soon got rid of its previous listless state. It shook its tail and sprayed out a small column of lava.
"Ahhh!" The demon soldiers danced with joy. "Success! As expected, as long as the magma can cover the whale's head, it will be fine!"
The nightmare demons looked at each other, their faces full of question marks.
On the way, he had already chatted with Yarik and other demon soldiers. Sur couldn't help but turn around and ask him: "Is the Demon King's Palace going to breed whales?"
Alec: “…”
Don't ask him, he doesn't know!
Could it be that the king is telling another story?
So angry, he wants to hear a story too!
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