*************************************************** ***************************************************Dim Under the magic light, Biansha and I sat opposite each other. Our faces under the fire were solemn and serious, just like a persuasive teacher and a more diligent student. "Biansha, listen up, it's not easy to be the devil. You have to be mentally prepared." I bent down slightly, supporting the table with my elbows, interlacing my hands and resting my chin on them, as if I had transformed into an inscrutable being. Commander Ikari. "Beansha, be mentally prepared!" The junior sister clenched her fists and showed an indomitable gaze. All in all, although he didn't know what happened, his identity as the Demon King didn't seem to be exposed, Beansa thought to himself. "Very good. Even with this momentum, seeing you like this, I should always feel happy and feel that there is a successor." Beansha's enthusiasm and momentum moved me very much. I thought back then, I was also suffering from the second disease. With so much enthusiasm and momentum, can he suddenly stand up in the classroom and shout such bold words as "My dark power is constantly expanding?" It's so embarrassing, I'd better stop thinking about it. My forehead banged against the table. Finally, I took a long breath, stopped, raised my head, and stared deeply at Beansa in front of me. I feel it, on the girl’s body. Hidden with the same power as me. "Beansa, what do you think the Demon King is?" "Yes, Beansa knows that he is a great king who uses powerful power to create terror." Beansa raised his hands high and answered impatiently. "Well, a very standard answer, so what does the Demon King do on a daily basis?" I chuckled noncommittally and continued to ask. "Kill, grab. Kill. Kill." Beansa clenched his fist, as if he was very experienced. Hey, hey, this is just a vicious robber. Seeing me shaking my head, Biansha tilted his head in confusion. Suddenly he clapped his hands. "Make corpse bones into chairs!" Uh-huh. This is a bit like a saying. "Also. Freeze those who disobey your orders into popsicles and crush them bit by bit." This is just so-so. "Let the other person have nightmares and fear him to death!" Yes, yes. That's it. By the way, the example Beansa gave sounds a bit familiar. Is it my imagination? "One more thing, grab the opponent's mushroom and kill it!" Beansa became more and more excited as he talked, as if he had found the true meaning of the devil. What kind of devil is this guy who does this kind of thing, the devil of the Mushroom Kingdom? Don't mix your ordinary interests and hobbies into it, you idiot! With a sigh, I sat up straight, ready to teach Biansha what a demon king in a new era should do. "Beansa, what you just said is almost correct. This is what an ordinary demon king usually does." After a pause, a sharp light was reflected in the [lens]: "But, Beansa Ansha, do you know why the devil kings in novels are always killed by brave men?" "Beansha, I don't know." The little junior sister shook her head in confusion. She has been in the human world for a long time, and she has been exposed to it several times. I have read some content in this knight novel, and why are the brave men in it always able to defeat the devil? Beansa has never been able to figure this out. "Actually, the answer is very simple. It is precisely because the devil is willing to do ordinary things that other devils would do, that he is lost to the public and is [blocked] by the director... No, I mean, he was cut off by the time. Kill the brave men who advance together!" I stood up suddenly, as if facing the turbulent sea, stepped on the rock [table], clenched my fists, and burned. "Oh oh oh, you are indeed a senior brother. He even knows about such things." Beansa clapped his hands, his eyes shining with admiration. In fact, the correct answer is because the Demon King is not the protagonist but the villain, but this answer is too boring. "So, Beansa, if you want to be a successful demon king, you must not be like ordinary guys and do those boring things that have been repeated over and over again by predecessors." After calming down, I sat down again, Wiping the [lenses], he said wisely and deeply. "Then what should we do?" Beansa's enthusiasm for learning was completely aroused. As soon as I finished speaking, she couldn't wait to raise her hand. The correct answer is to bribe the director to cross out two words, the word villain in the villain protagonist. Of course, it is impossible for me to answer Beansa like this. "It's very simple, Beansa, as long as we keep up with the times." "Senior brother, what does it mean to keep up with the times?!" "Well... I just want to be a brand new, different demon king. You It can be understood that way." "Beansa, I understand, but what should we do?" "It's very simple. In short, the first step is to lure the brave into our camp." "Seducing... the brave... makes him become the devil. A subordinate? As expected of a senior brother, he is indeed an evil demon king." Beansa's eyes sparkled, and he was completely in the mood. "But, how to seduce?" "Actually, it's very simple. As long as you have breasts... ahem, no, I mean, as long as you can convince the brave. As for how to persuade, you have to look at what the brave's purpose is. Come and kill us, for example, we kidnapped the princess, he came to save the princess, we can do this..." He said eloquently, and I glanced at Beansa secretly from top to bottom. It's a pity that I don't have breasts. In fact, breasts are the most important weapon of temptation. But I can't tell Beansa this. "This... is so complicated... no... no, Beansa. You can do it. Let me think about it. First, it needs to be like this... like this..." After I finished my speech of more than ten minutes, Beansa's eyes had already She was spinning in circles, but she was strong and did not give up. Instead, she persisted in memorizing the key points I just mentioned, although she seemed not to have memorized any of them. Beansa counts on his fingers, Beansa tilts his head in confusion, Beensa clenches his teeth and refuses to admit defeat, this is Beensa. so cute. I really want to hold her in my arms and cuddle her. Get your breasts out of the way! If I were a brave man now, seeing Beansa like this, I would definitely join unconditionally! It turns out that without knowing it, Beansa already possesses the most important conditions to seduce the brave. It really shouldn’t be underestimated. He is indeed someone I value. Seeing that Beansa is still trying to remember. I coughed a few times: "Stop, stop, stop, very good, Beansa. You have done this." "Eh...Eh? Really? But since my senior brother said so..." Beansa was full of coquettishness. He looked at me with a confused expression, with a silly look of "unclear consciousness", and his two black ponytails swung back and forth, curling into question mark shapes from time to time, doubling his cuteness again. Oh oh oh oh! ! ! Beansa, the Demon King of Cuteness, please accept me as the savior. It’s absolutely okay to be a cow or a horse! "Ahem, let's talk about the second part now." I rummaged through the inventory, potato, potato, potato, where are you? I forgot, there seems to be no such thing as Tudou in the Dark Continent, but the one who replaced him was Mololo, Momo for short, who was almost the same as Tudou, and was completely Tudou's biological brother and sister. By the way, I haven’t eaten the Momo noodles made by Veras for a long time, and I really want to eat them. Wiping the saliva from the corner of my mouth, I escaped from the few animals that I had stuffed into the inventory at some point. Very good, they have sprouted. I remember Vilas told me how to plant them. Just cut out the sprouts and plant them directly, right? Quickly cut these Morolos into pieces, and a large bag of seeds was made. "Listen up, the second essential skill for the new era devil is to grow Morolo!" I made a mighty and majestic gesture, holding the seed bag high and announced loudly. "Senior brother, what are you going to do with Morolo?" Beansa, who is studious, raised his hand again. "Idiot, isn't there a saying that food is the most important thing for the people? If you want your subordinates to listen to you honestly, you must first make them full, right? So you must grow Morolo. With it, the grain yield per acre will increase. Eighteen thousand, the Demon King's army no longer has to worry about food." "Wouldn't it be better to kill the disobedient subordinates?" Beansa was confused again. "That's why I say this practice is outdated. That's why you don't have any subordinates around you, right?" "So that's it, I really don't have any subordinates." Beansa clapped his hands, greatly inspired, and suddenly realized, Found the crux. It turns out that you have to plant Morolo to get subordinates. Just wait, I want to build a huge army of demon kings and impress Belial and Andariel who always look down on me and regard me as a fool! "After you learn how to grow Morolo, step three." Seeing that Beansa was completely fascinated, I struck while the iron was hot. "The devil must master the skills of working in a fast food restaurant!" "Brother, Beansa doesn't understand." "Idiot, it's to learn advanced management mechanisms, do you understand? Once you master it, you can easily set up left and right demon marshals in the devil's army. The four demon generals, the twelve demon legion commanders, and so on, oh, and temporary workers." "So...that's it." Beansa was shocked again, and remembered the steps firmly in his heart. "The last step, actually the easiest, is to be a cashier." "What is a cashier?" "Ah... It seems that there is no specialized job like a cashier here. In short, he is a person who collects money from others. ." I held my chin and thought for a long time before hesitating and said uncertainly. "Money?" "You can interpret it as good things." "Good things?" "Yes." "Collecting good things from others?" "Probably...that's it?" I'm a little confused. Is there anything wrong with this statement? , Beansa shouldn’t understand wrong, right? "But don't forget, after collecting it, you have to send the other person away properly." "Biansha knows, Beansha is the best at this!" Before I could finish speaking, Beansha stood up excitedly. "[Collect] good things and [send] them away. Beansa, you do this all the time!" "Um...ah...ha, that's basically it." To be honest, I was already confused, but seeing Beansa I had a look of understanding on my face, and as a senior mentor, I really couldn’t lower my face and not be ashamed to ask questions. "Let's stop here today. I'll teach you new content another day." Seeing that the time was almost up, I rubbed Beansa's head and ended the Demon King course. "Biansha, be good. I'm going back first. I'll come and play with you tomorrow when I have time." Touch your head, touch your head, and also touch those lovely black ponytails. "Yes." Beansa touched my hand gratefully and nodded his head. Huh? Usually I have to act like a spoiled brat. Let me stay and sleep with her. But that’s fine too. There is special training tomorrow, and I have to sleep with Biansha and tell her stories, so it's too late. I won't be able to concentrate tomorrow. Bathing in the dark night, I said goodbye to Beansa and left the palace to go back. At this moment, Beansa stood upright on the top of the palace tower. The cold and biting wind in the desert night blew her black horsetails flying in all directions. However, what was colder than the wind was Beansa's cool expression with pursed lips. As well as the cold and terrifying aura that was exuding from his body, he could no longer look like the coquettish look he had when he was with his senior brother just now. Those black and pure eyes were like pearls in the night, revealing deep thoughts and looking through the darkness. The night passes through the endless desert and into the unknown distance. "It's decided." After a while, she murmured softly to herself and disappeared silently at the top of the tower. A few hours later... Deep in the extremely remote desert, the former hometown of the Horadric people. The Horadric people who have lived here for tens of thousands of years have built countless ancient tombs here. Now, these places are... It became the paradise and headquarters of the hellish forces. The huge ancient soulless card was sitting on its throne, folding its legs and tapping its fingers comfortably. Finally liberated. It sighed with sincere joy, and even the mummy's face, which was not very changeable, slightly pulled out a stiff, ugly and terrifying smile. The strange human girl was killed, and she no longer had to follow her like a grandson. Lord Azmodan also left, and his life was finally safe. Now, life has returned to daily life. Brother Ka is so moved that he is about to cry. After struggling like this, he realizes that peace is hard-won. Fortunately, he is following Lord Duriel. If he had followed anyone else, wouldn't his bones be exhausted? "Report! Lord Soulless, the Viper Legion and the Blood Belly Legion are fighting again." A dark blue giant mummy quickly came to the foot of the stairs at a speed that did not match its seemingly huge and stiff appearance, and headed upward. The ancient soulless card bowed his head to report. "Are these two groups of guys again? Let them fight. As long as they don't fight, the whole army will be annihilated." Brother Ka said indifferently. In the ancient tomb, the sharp-clawed viper and the blood-belly beast were two major enemies. He also tried to mediate, but after a while they would start fighting over trivial matters. Over time, Brother Ka also let them go. Being a member of the Hell Clan, it is necessary to sharpen your minions at all times. As long as they don't hurt their muscles and bones, as long as they don't lose their chain at critical moments and obey orders, they love to fight and kill, and they are happy to watch the show. After a while, another huge mummy came up to report. "Master Wuhun, the little guys on the periphery have found traces of the Horadric clan." "I know, I know, don't come and tell me about this kind of thing in the future." Brother Card waved his hand impatiently. Some time ago, it was implicated by the Horadric clan and lost its personal freedom. Now it doesn't want to hear this name. Besides, what if it is discovered? With the Central Tower, the Horadric clan is very sneaky. Without that The tracking ability of this strange human girl was completely useless to them. After drinking away his men, Brother Ka continued to close his eyes and enjoy the rare moment of peace. But it was destined that God would not let it be peaceful today. Before ten minutes had passed, another subordinate broke in. "What happened again? You idiots, don't bother me all the time with trivial matters, or be careful I stuff sandworms into your stomachs!" The ancient soulless card was angry, and finally calmed down. These are not The thing with the long eyes disturbed it again and again. Looking at the subordinate who was kneeling on the ground, trembling and trembling without saying a word, it became even more angry and stood up from the throne with a gasp, intending to kick this guy away and kick him out of the way. An ancient tomb, let it complete the [Glory]/'>mission of tracking the Horadric clan. "You loser, are you mute? Are you saying anything?" When he came to this man who was lying on the ground and trembling all over, Brother Ka's heart became even more angry. Although it's a good thing to be afraid of yourself, this guy is too courageous. He was so scared and spread the word to let everyone know that my ancient soulless card's subordinates turned out to be such different types of guys. That's okay. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Brother Ka raised his thigh and was about to strike to cut off Zi Juesun Guo's leg. Suddenly, it saw a piece of black in the corner of its eyes. I don't know when, less than a hundred meters away from it, a human-looking girl dressed in black, with black hair and black eyes, stood there quietly, her black eyes as deep and cold as the fire of hell, just being covered by it. As soon as these eyes looked at it, the ancient soulless card lost all its strength. Just like its subordinate, its legs gave out and fell to the ground. God, why is this God of Death back? How did she get here? The ancient soulless card screamed in its heart. Just like the incompetent subordinate it had just seen, his whole body and even his teeth could not help but tremble. He put his legs together tightly and performed the most standard Yamato Nadeshiko kneeling ceremony. . In front of the mysterious black girl, Kagome really wants to compete with Yamato Nadeshiko to see who is more submissive...****************************** *************************************************** *********************** Congratulations to 491357618 Jiang for being promoted to the book manager. Thank you for your continued support. You will continue to support Xiaoqi in the future, okay? The head guy said~~(To be continued...)RT
