◎The lively carnival of a hundred demons◎
[Helping in times of crisis/Ordinary mission 12, completed, reward: Magic Crystal X5]
[Task Evaluation: The system has nothing to say... How can such a tricky thing be called a crisis?]
Warren looked at the system prompt happily. After a moment, he closed the pop-up window and looked at the demons running around screaming in the square.
Above the square, a huge banner was suspended in the air using floating magic and luminous magic. On it were five large characters "One Hundred Ghosts Carnival". A ghost wrapped in a white bed sheet flew around the banner, and from time to time it rushed into the group of demons, scaring them with the red paint on the bed sheet and its roaring voice.
A huge headless ghost was walking in the center of the square, its footsteps rumbling as it chased after the demons in front. A hanged ghost was hanging on a street lamp, emitting gray mist all over its body, with dust and white powder sprinkled on its face, and made up to look pale. There were also many ghosts laughing and wandering around the square, trying to scare the demons around them.
Tok was wearing a black robe with a hood covering half of his face, and he stuck closely behind Warren.
"I am the ghost behind you. Ah," he whispered solemnly in Warren's ear, "If you turn your head, I will eat you."
Warren laughed, stood up straight and looked forward: "This is so scary. I dare not look back now."
A bloody head floated in front of him. The empty eye sockets without eyeballs were filled with strange sticky liquid. It swayed from side to side, and an excited voice came out from it: "My lord! What do you think of my costume!"
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"Alec?" Warren raised his eyebrows, turned sideways to avoid the mucus dripping from his head, and commented pertinently, "Very creative."
Alec chuckled. "This is so funny! I just pretended to be a stone, and waited until a goblin sat on it before I raised my head. I scared them so much that they turned around and ran away. Hahaha!"
Warren curled his eyes and said, "I think everyone needs a day like this to relax."
There are more and more demons in the Demon King's Palace, and unlike other tribes, they cannot maintain close relationships with each other through blood ties. Warren has to find a way to make everyone more cohesive.
He worked hard to strengthen propaganda and education, telling the demons stories of unity and mutual assistance, instilling in them the ideas of a community among all races in the Demon Realm. He also happened to draw the task of [Helping the Poor and the Urgent], and remembered the Spring Festival in the card [Celebrating the New Year with the Fragrant La Fragrance], so he went with the flow and held a carnival day exclusively for the demons.
Almost all the demons were frightened by their fellow demons dressed as ghosts and ran around in panic. They laughed and picked up mud to throw on the ghosts. They looked at each other's miserable appearance and rolled on the ground without caring about their image.
"I've scared more than a dozen demons, and haven't been hit by any clump of mud!" Alex boasted happily, "My reaction speed is super-Ah! Who!!"
The bloody head fell backwards, hit by a ball of mud on the head, and swayed a few times.
Arabella, wearing a fang mask, proudly raised her tail and said, "I hit you!"
She saluted the king with a smile, and while Alex was still spitting sand, she turned around and ran. In a few seconds, she disappeared into the group of demons without a trace.
Alec chased after him in a rage.
In the center of the square, a dozen winged demons, led by Feiwu, held magic fireflies and released the light into the air. With a bang, the brilliant fireworks scattered to the ground and turned into pieces of exploding fruit.
Warren bent down to pick up an explosive fruit and threw it aside. When the explosive fruit came into contact with the entity, it exploded and turned into a pool of wet mud.
"What is this?" Tok asked in surprise.
"It's just ordinary enchanted mud. The winged demons worked overnight to make it." Warren played with the explosive fruit. "We'll be busy with cleaning tomorrow."
Tok nodded.
He squatted down, picked up all the explosive fruits around him into his arms, studied them for a moment, tried the feel, aimed in the direction, and threw them hard into the center of the square.
Tono, who was hanging upside down on the street lamp with his teeth bared, was suddenly covered with mud. He jumped up angrily and looked around, but couldn't find the culprit behind the scene. He couldn't shake off the mud on his head. He was even more afraid that the cleansing spell would remove the red paint and powder on his face together. So he just went with the flow and pounced on the nearest demon with a roar.
"Give me back my life! Uooooooh!"
The nightmare demon with a hanged ghost suddenly hanging on his body: “Ahhhhhhhhhh!”
His screams resounded through the sky, mixed in with the laughter and shouts, as if even the dark clouds were dispersed, leaving only the blood moon still quietly emitting light.
The carnival in the Demon King's Palace lasted until late at night.
Until everyone voted and laughed to choose the best ghost of the night, and then listened with joy to the king's announcement that this day of every year is designated as the Carnival of a Hundred Ghosts, and all demons can dress up as ghosts to attend the party. Finally, they dispersed reluctantly, and after several days, they were still discussing everything about the carnival day with relish.
With only a few months left until the Demon Feast, the Demon King's Palace has become exceptionally busy.
In addition to routine work and production tasks, each team was assigned different tasks in order to prepare for the Demon Feast and open up trade cooperation with the demons in the Demon Realm.
For example, the construction team will build a fully functional small hotel on the Gobi Desert a few miles east of the Demon King's Palace to provide a rest for the demons passing by - of course, they will have to charge rent.
"The construction of the Demon King's Palace has been completed, with only some furniture left to be arranged," Tiechui reported happily at the work meeting held by the Demon King, "It is expected to be completed within five days."
In fact, he could see the construction of the Demon King's Palace every day, but after hearing Tiechui's confident answer, Warren still smiled happily: "Thank you for your hard work."
Tiechui wagged his tail.
The construction of the Demon King's Palace was going much faster than expected, mainly because it wasn't just the construction team that was working. Most of the demons would come to lend a hand after get off work so that their beloved king could move into the palace as soon as possible.
In addition, the task of quarrying stones was assigned to the wandering demons, and the use of gears improved the efficiency of the magic stonecutter, so it became reasonable to complete this unrealistic task so long in advance.
The only thing that made Tiechui sad was that the king was about to move out of the Dark Iron Dwarf Stone House.
However, Warren did not notice Tiechui's disappointment. His eyes moved slightly, and suddenly a system reminder sounded in his ears.
[Achievement: New Palace LV1]
[Comment: The garbage Demon King's Palace should have been rebuilt long ago!]
[Achievement Pack: Magic Crystal X5]
The new palace is divided into different levels? Warren rubbed his fingertips thoughtfully.
If he rebuilds the palace again, can he get the achievement [New Palace lv2]?
Of course, he was just thinking about it. Every demon in the Demon King's Palace was currently very busy and had no time to tear down and rebuild the newly built palace - besides, that would be too much of a waste.
Thinking of this, maintaining a gentle smile, Warren tapped on the table and discussed with the demons about setting up a market during the demon feast to sell pottery, cotton clothes, soybean oil and other specialties of the Demon King's Palace. Taking into account the math level of other demons in the Demon Realm, he began to discuss whether to send a few cubs to help the demons with arithmetic.
As for the three tribes including the Blood Wolf Tribe which have remained silent until now, the demons have calmed down and conceded that they will definitely not come to attend the demon feast.
"It's just a war," Arabella snorted when discussing this matter with other demons, "I have long wanted to teach those guys who dared to disrespect the king a lesson!"
After the meeting was over, Warren watched the demons leave the stone house. He took down the Demon King's crown hanging on the corner and tapped it gently: "Do I have ten magic crystals now?"
[Number of magic crystals detected: 10]
[Do you want to draw a card?]
Warren didn't click to confirm immediately, but rubbed his fingertips and thought.
He currently has two achievement tasks that have not been completed, both of which are very difficult hidden tasks, and come with rewards for opening a mysterious card pool. And several achievements such as [New Life] and [Ren Xian Innovation] have not yet drawn tasks.
He had long given up the idea of saving up enough to draw ten cards in a row, but Warren was hesitating now about whether he should keep these magic crystals and wait until the mysterious card pool was opened to decide whether to draw cards from the normal card pool or the mysterious card pool?
Although he had no idea about the hidden mission of [Dark Cuisine], it was not impossible for him to complete the hidden mission of [Follower Xijiayi], which was to subdue a demon that could kill him at any time.
It's just a matter of finding a demon tribe that is hostile to him, such as the Blood Wolf Tribe, and then using coercion and inducement to subdue him.
"Why not wait a bit," Warren decided to himself and closed the system pop-up window. "The Demon King's Palace is busy enough right now, and I won't need the cards for a while."
The system, which had already prepared the card drawing animation, rolled its eyes in annoyance and retreated into the depths of the Demon King's Crown, no longer paying attention to this
A host that calls itself out and then does nothing.
Warren smiled apologetically, put away the Demon King's Crown, stood up and left the meeting room of the stone house, preparing to go to the logistics team to check on the coin forging situation.
The large number of demons that come to the Demon Feast will inevitably use prey or labor to exchange for coins to purchase goods, so it is necessary to forge coins in advance.
Of course, a certain balance must be maintained and too many coins cannot be minted, which would cause inflation and cause adverse effects.
Warren was walking on the road, silently making plans in his mind, when suddenly a thick shadow fell over his head.
The deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the Demon King's Palace.
His heart skipped a beat and he looked up in horror to see a gigantic black dragon above the Demon King's Palace.
The black dragon spread its wings, covering the sky and almost all the buildings in the Demon King's Palace. Its scarlet eyes flashed with malicious light, and its dragon breath sprayed into the demon soldiers' camp, and countless tents instantly caught fire.
"New Demon King," the dragon roared with unquestionable majesty and tyranny, "It is time for you to pay tribute to this dragon."
The author has something to say:
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Warren: What the hell is this?!
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The plot connection in the previous chapter was not very good. I will fix it after I wake up tomorrow. It will not affect the plot.
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