◎It was a dazzling golden color◎
In the evening, with a gentle breeze, dozens of demon soldiers were carrying their prey, talking and laughing as they walked back to the barracks.
They walked briskly and leisurely, casting long shadows on the ground of the Gobi Desert, which were gently enveloped by a layer of warm light from the setting sun.
"Are you planning to stay in the barracks?" the demon soldier asked his companion.
The demon soldier carrying a bag of punk hesitated, but shook his head firmly: "I want to join the construction team."
"But if I leave the army this time, I can only apply for a job through the army's recruitment assessment if I want to come back in the future," the demon soldier shook his tail and gestured excitedly, "The king said that he wants to build the integrated army into the most elite fighting force in the Demon Realm! To train hard and fight bravely to defend the Demon King's Palace, oh oh, this is exactly what I dream of doing!"
"But the construction team is also very interesting. It is very fulfilling to build a beautiful house that can protect you from wind and rain with your own hands." The magic soldier holding Punk retorted.
They discussed their choices, with confusion and reluctance in their voices, but more of a longing and hope for the future.
Captain Arabella smiled slightly, shook the huge Greedy Beast on her shoulder, and tilted her head to look over: "The sun is about to set, let's speed up! After dinner tonight, we will officially start the election of the captain!"
The demon soldiers quickened their pace with a smile on their faces.
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"Captain, will you stay in the barracks and be our captain?" a demon soldier asked curiously, "I heard from Barlow that the trade team wants you to be the captain. Humph, they just want you to be their captain because of your eloquence!"
"Yes, our barracks are definitely better," another demon soldier said proudly, "We are attracted by your strength!"
Arabella nearly choked on herself.
She lightly kicked the team member who was showing off and scolded with a smile: "Who said that the trade team only values eloquence? In the exchanges between the trade team and the various tribes in the Demon Realm, strength is also very important, okay! If you can't do math or fight, you will definitely be cheated and not even a piece of jerky will be left!"
Having said that, when the campaign officially began in the evening, Arabella still chose the position of army captain.
"I am willing to be the sharpest sword and the heaviest knife in the Demon King's Palace," she said on the podium, her eyes sparkling, "Let our army resist all crises and malice and protect our common home!"
Below the stage, the demons cheered in unison, and Warren clapped with a smile on his face.
In fact, after spending nearly a year together, everyone had their expectations about who would be the captain of which team. Arabella became the captain of the army, and the eight teams of the Demon King's army were split into ten teams. The captains of each team were basically the same as before. Fei Wu, who also became a team captain of the army, was very excited and kept clamoring to train the team he led into the strongest vanguard.
Apparently, Feiwu still prefers fighting to the clan leader.
The familiar butler Lille was elected captain of the logistics team, the Dark Iron dwarf Tiechui became captain of the industrial team, the goblin Barlow became captain of the farming team, and the Nightmare Demon Sul hesitated for a long time, but finally chose to join the trade team and become its captain.
After all the captains and team leaders were assigned, they quickly got to work and began recruiting members for each team in an orderly manner. Except for a number of demon soldiers who chose to return to the barracks, most of the demons remained in their original positions. The transition from the initial chaotic allocation to the current five teams was very smooth.
Not long after, the monetary system was officially implemented, and many demons carried exquisite snakeskin bags filled with jingling copper coins, and happily discussed what to buy for lunch.
Living in the Demon Realm where beast tides, earthquakes, and volcanic eruptions happen from time to time, the demons have a strong ability to adapt. Just changing the way of purchasing, or even making it more convenient and efficient, is a good thing worth praising for them. The only drawback is probably that both the purchase and the change have to be counted.
That is to say, addition, subtraction, multiplication and division were taught in the Demon King's math class. Even the dullest demon could at least calculate addition and subtraction with his fingers, and counting a few copper coins was more than enough. Otherwise, this monetary system would inevitably fail to be implemented.
"Luckily I learned math," Alec bought a fried meat pie and handed three copper coins to the chef, chatting with Barlow while eating. "If I couldn't even count to ten like before, I might have starved to death with the copper coins."
Barro also recalled his past appearance, and posed in a pitiful posture with great interest: "Not only can I not count to ten, I would be scared to death when I saw the copper coin. This thing is so beautiful, and it has the magic power of the king. I will definitely think it is a magic weapon used by the great demon to absorb the souls of the demons! Believe me, I will definitely run away without looking back!"
"So, the king is really amazing," the Nightmare Demon, who was sitting opposite Barlow, was slurping a bowl of mushroom soup. Hearing their conversation, he looked up from the bowl, "When we learned math, we just thought it might be helpful for work, and Teacher Feiwu taught so seriously that we felt embarrassed not to learn. We never thought it would come in handy here! I bet our king must have planned it all along!"
Alex moved further away from the bowl of mushroom soup in disdain and nodded proudly: "Of course, the king is the best!"
…
The Demon King, who became more and more unfathomable in the discussion among the demons, had no idea that his image in the outside world had become that of an omnipotent god. He sat leisurely on the throne, holding a cup of lava slime bubble tea, and checking the message interface that popped up by the system.
[Achievement: Trade and Industry Promotion]
[Evaluation: Congratulations, you are one step closer to becoming an excellent street lamp ornament.]
[Achievement Reward: Magic Crystal X10]
"It turns out that this achievement can only be completed by promoting currency," Warren muttered to himself, looking at the comment. Although he could guess that the system was probably being sarcastic, he suddenly had a new idea, "Street lights, lights placed on the roadside? Yes, the area around the Demon King's Palace is very dark at night, and we can only see things with the light of the lava lake. It is not convenient for walking or patrolling. We can indeed light a few more torches on the roadside! Well, I remember that some of the magic weapons forged by the Dark Iron Dwarves can also glow. I can find time to ask Tiechui if he can make a lighting lamp that glows at night..."
[……]
The system thought that it was a dream to expect Warren to be furious. He angrily popped up a second message box, interrupting Warren's monologue.
[Achievement: Renxian Innovation]
[Evaluation: Your subordinates are finally no longer a mess.]
[Achievement Reward: Magic Crystal X10]
Perhaps because promoting gold coins and reforming the system are both relatively difficult, the rewards for these two achievements are quite generous, adding up to enough to draw two cards. Warren sat up excitedly, recorded his thoughts about street lights in the system log, closed the pop-up window, and clicked to draw a card without hesitation.
[Number of magic crystals detected: twenty]
[Magic crystals have been deducted]
This time the system's prompt was much more perfunctory than before. The Demon King's crown shone with luster, and as the pages turned, a golden card fell into Warren's hand.
Seeing the dazzling gold, his heart almost stopped.
After [A Box of Chocolates], this is the second SSR card he has drawn!
Warren was grinning from ear to ear, and poked the Demon King's crown: "What are the odds of your cards? My chance of drawing an SSR is very high! Or am I just so lucky? Well, forget it, I know it even without you telling me, it must be because I'm too lucky!"
The system was too lazy to pay attention to him, and even spent energy to control the Demon Crown to move back a few centimeters to show its disdain for Warren.
Warren was delighted. He held the golden card and touched it again and again before he solemnly picked it up and carefully checked the contents of the card.
[It's decided to be you
Quality SSR
Type Ability Card
Use: Use this card to bind a biological individual as an exclusive elf. During this period, the bound person cannot disobey any orders from the card holder. The binding time is 30 minutes.
Use range: Individual organisms within the line of sight
Use times 5/5
Additional note: There is a chance of binding failure each time it is used. Failure will trigger the creature's frenzy state, which lasts for 30 minutes.
Comment: You can become a Pokémon Master without Poké Balls! ]
Warren: “…”
This SSR is so weird!
Although it is quite powerful that any biological individual cannot disobey orders within 30 minutes after successful binding, it is almost useless to him. There is also the frenzy deff if the binding fails. If he is unlucky and the binding fails, he will definitely die with his weak strength.
"What are Poké Balls and Pokémon?" He couldn't help but poke the Demon King's Crown again, "Do you have to talk about this kind of thing that I don't understand? At least explain it to me!"
[The ratings that come with the cards have nothing to do with the system.]
The system refused to explain and moved the Demon King's Crown a few centimeters outward. If Warren hadn't been quick to catch it, it would have almost fallen to the ground.
"Well, at least it's a trump card," Warren shook his head, took back the card, and rubbed the glittering gold of the card reluctantly, "There is still one chance to draw a card. While my luck is good, I'll draw it now--"
The corner of his clothes was gently pulled.
Warren, who was immersed in drawing cards, was startled and stood up in a hurry. He turned around and saw a little lich Tok, who was holding a blanket and looking at him eagerly.
This lich cub had a very low presence and had been staying in the corner of the hall. Warren was so busy drawing cards that he completely forgot about him.
The little lich was so frightened when he saw the devil sitting on the throne, staring into space, laughing or sighing from time to time. He spoke for the first time and took the initiative to communicate with him: "My king, I can help you break the curse."
Warren smiled at him with his eyes bent, and said gently: "Thank you, but don't worry, I am not cursed, I am just chatting with my friend who lives in the Demon King's Crown."
The little lich nodded as if he understood, dragged his beautiful blanket, walked back to his nest in the corner, slowly curled up, with pure confusion in his gray eyes.
...Why didn't the king fall under the curse? He clearly saw the blood mark of the Blood Wolf Clan on the king's body.
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