Sand Sculpture Demon King, Online Farming

01.

Devildom. The territory of the succubus and tauren clan.

In a certain cave, Abby, Samuel, and Winona sat on chairs and looked at the pile of letters unpacked on the stone table in front of them, in a daze.

Since supergirls have been directly assigned to work by Lord Demon King, the Succubus family has specially arranged a cave for them. This seems to be regarded as "buying a house by a unit"?

Today is an overcast and rainy day. It has been raining steadily since it was outside early in the morning. The rain has infiltrated the dark red land, making the color of the land darker. The few small hills were blurred in the rain and fog. The tauren mages set up magical barriers to protect the animals from rain to prevent them from getting sick.

The cave is also very humid, and the air is full of water vapor, which makes the succubus with dark and fire attributes feel uncomfortable.

But Abby, Samuel and Winona were very excited at the moment.

Because the letters on the table were sent to them by humans.

Some people were curious about their identities, some asked about the content of the album, and asked if they were married, and many praised them for their beauty, and some even wrote poems to praise them.

It's incredible, it's really incredible.

If they are allowed to fascinate men according to the traditional method of succubus, plus rest in between, one person will be able to fascinate more than a hundred people without rest for a whole year.

There were more than a hundred letters on the table in front of them—this was only from the three major cities, and letters from other smaller cities had not yet been delivered.

And now they just shot a few MVs, without using words or giving their bodies, they can make so many people interested in them!

They know that there is only one decent MV being shown at the moment, this is only one MV, and the whole album hasn't been released yet...Compared with the whole plan, this is not even the beginning. Thinking about it this way, how happy the days to come will be.

Hill told them about their general plans, releasing albums and doing variety shows-but they didn't really understand what variety shows are, but they knew that they would be obedient-and then there was a concert. It is said that There will be nearly a thousand people coming over to participate, all of them come to see them singing and dancing!

Wow, do you charm thousands of people at once! What a passionate thing this is for a succubus.

The other succubus sisters were so envious after seeing these letters, they all came up with the idea that I can do the same, and then they all ran to beg the succubus elder, begging her to talk to Lord Demon King . As a result, the succubus elder lowered his face and said, "This is the arrangement of Lord Demon Lord. When Lord Demon Lord needs us, he will naturally say that if he rashly asks, it means transcendence!"

When these words were said, the succubuses could only suppress their temperament, and left one after another in frustration.

And the succubus elder murmured: "...If you can, the old man will go on his own, and I will use you little guys."

Well, this is the truth.

The succubus elder had really asked Hill before if he could go, and Hill looked at the succubus elder's expression a bit bitterly, "This, let's make arrangements later..."

The succubus clan is very beautiful, but of course they have age. The succubus elder is 140 years old. Although he is still beautiful, he looks like that kind of beautiful woman. It doesn't seem to be right to let the beautiful women become the girls' group.

However, it is worth mentioning that although the patriarch of the Succubus clan is not young, his appearance is indeed a thirteen or fourteen loli.

Hill once asked the death knight Goldnia: "I ask you, why does the succubus patriarch look so small?"

Goldnia replied: "She got all her mother's inheritance at that age, so her appearance changes much more slowly than ordinary people."

"Her mother will die after giving the inheritance." Both demons and human wizards can do this, and Hill still knows this kind of common sense.

"Yes." Goldnia nodded.

"Why do you want to do this?" Hill was curious.

"Because her mother, the patriarch of the previous generation, doesn't want to live anymore," Goldnia said.

"Reason?" Hill wanted to wait until he had money to buy a subordinate who could finish everything in one go.

Goldnia replied calmly: "You will not marry her."

Hill: "..."

... Well, this is embarrassing.

What am I curious about?

Fortunately, Monroe had already gone back then.

Hill was embarrassed here for a while, and Goldnia asked: "Don't you ask me why you are asking this question?"

Every time Hill asks his "things he should know", do you know why I ask you that way? At first it was to cover up, but now I want to listen to the wonderful brains of the people under my hand. Sometimes it is quite interesting to be forced to blow rainbow farts.

Goldnia asked so, and Hill said, "So, just tell me your answer."

He didn't believe that the other party could still blow a wave in this case.

Goldnia thought for a while, and asked tentatively: "So you are suggesting that you like loli more than a mature woman?"

puff?

Looking at Hill’s expression, Goldnia felt that he was wrong. How could the great demon lord imply such boring things? He thought about it carefully and said, "You mean, face and hold power. But if you don’t like it, you can first seduce them to make them fall in love with you, and then ignore them and let them give birth to a child to pass on, so that you can get a new subordinate, and it’s almost the same as the original strength. There will be no more blood... does that mean?"

"..." Hill looked at Goldnia in silence for a while, and finally only suffocated one sentence: "Give you a pen, you can write the story later..."

02.

It has been raining this day, but the original plan was not cancelled. In the morning, Hill and Monroe practiced swords together. Speaking of them, they practiced swords in a different situation last night. They didn't wear armor, only thin clothes. It's more like relaxing the body at will than using a trick, and the actual strength may not be as great as last night. ......Wait, why are my brains full of yellow thoughts, but this kind of thing is really a bit of a sense of meditation.

Think about that sweaty chest, the feeling of stroking muscle texture in the dark, the rising body temperature, and the eyes full of predatory breath.

……Wow.

"Why are you walking?" Monroe's sword pointed at Hill's throat and said.

Hill squeezed the tip of the sword with his hand, the sharp blade embedded in his skin but couldn't hurt the slightest, "I won't be distracted from now on."

"Um?"

Hill flicked the blade with his fingers, buzzing, and the surrounding stones were cracked. If it were an ordinary paladin, he might not be able to hold the sword in his hand. But Monroe only retracted the sword calmly. Hill took this opportunity to move forward with the tip of the sword lightly. Between the sword and the sword, his voice was with a smile: "The big living person is in front of me, I don't want that. That's it."

When the sword rubbed against the sword, it made a sour sound, and sparks splashed on the back of Monroe's hand, branding a black mark on it.

"After all, just do whatever you want." Hill raised his hand to fly Monroe's sword, and then lifted Monroe's jaw with the sword: "You lost."

Monroe also grasped Hill's blade, but instead of forcing him to stop like Hill did, he just pulled Hill over.

The two moved closer, and Monroe didn't let go of his strength until reaching a dangerous distance. The skin on his palm was a little damaged, and black mist floated from the wound.

The two looked at each other, their eyes gradually becoming hot.

Hill let go, and the sword fell on the ground with a crisp sound. Tease the nerves.

On the ice lake, the reflections of the two have been completely entangled together.

03.

Today’s breakfast was eaten with Monroe, and no one else was called. After eating breakfast, Monroe returned to Famagusta. Hill had a lot of things, and he had a lot of things, but he would still put everything down and come to him when Hill looked for him.

After breakfast, Hill went to the territories of Tauren and Succubus. He went to see the women's group and found that the women's group were in good condition.

The three members of the women's team were naturally very surprised when they saw him. Hill gave some encouragement, and then asked them to devote themselves to studying even when they were not busy. The three succubuses naturally agreed very seriously.

Then Hill went to the territory of the dark elves.

This distance is relatively long. Hill went there by train and got there at noon. It’s a good experience to see the scenery of the devil on the train.

Hill had lunch at the dark elf, and naturally Irvin had prepared it in advance.

Lamb soup of carrots, potatoes and onions, with soft and delicious bread on the edges. Hill ate a piece of lamb with a fork. Because the preparation time was long enough, the meat had been simmered. It had a wonderful taste that melted in the mouth. The gravy flowed through the mouth and the smell of meat filled the mouth. It was really delicious. The potatoes in the soup are also delicious. The original softness of the potatoes blends together to form a unique flavor after soaking in the broth, which makes people salivate.

There is also a grilled oyster with garlic sauce. This dish is not difficult to make. First, cut the oysters out, then chop the garlic into minced pieces, fry the garlic, add the steamed fish soy sauce, and pour it on the oysters. Bake for ten minutes, and finally sprinkle with chopped green onions. Hill just made out steamed fish soy sauce (actually a kind of soy sauce) some time ago, so this kind of delicacies were obviously on his table during this time.

The rich and unique garlic sauce is poured on the oysters and roasted in the right heat. The flavors of the two blend together. The aroma of the oyster meat and the garlic sauce penetrate each other. Take a bite and all the flavors melt in your mouth. . Fresh and juicy, delicious, and slippery, refreshing and not greasy.

There is a kind of white peach juice in the juice this time. It is sweet and smooth, and the taste is also good. After drinking, even the tip of the tongue is wrapped with sweetness. It feels like the taste of spring.

Let’s go back and make milk tea juice drinks. It’s time to add this variety in the snack shop. After Hill decided to go back, he began to study the outer packaging, looking for a cheap and harmless material.

Since this year, Hill has been teaching cooking to people of other races. Because of their different territories, their specialties must be different. Hill improved the original dishes while giving them new recipes.

Previously, a major factor restricting the development of diet was the problem of seasoning. Hill's large-scale promotion of planting various crops in the Devil World undoubtedly eased it greatly.

Those crops grow faster than the human world, and their output is much larger than that of the human world. One is because the land of the Demon World is fertile, and the other is because the caregivers are very careful, and there are also Lich assistance, calling for the wind and rain, whether it is light or rain, they calmly proceeded according to the requirements. Coupled with the fact that the magic elements are relatively strong, this result naturally occurs.

Hill once again expanded the planting area of ​​precious seasonings this year. He thinks that if this continues, he will sell seasonings to humans in the next year. You must know that peppers are very, very valuable.

The dark elf patriarch reported to Hill about his recent work, and then asked some questions. Hill thought for a while, but didn't answer directly: "I'll tell you a story, Dark Moon."

"Okay, my king," said the dark elf patriarch.

"A crow wanted to drink the water in the bottle. The water bottle was too high to drink. The crow ran to the river to pick up stones and threw them into the bottle. The water level in the bottle rose." Hill said.

The dark elf patriarch suddenly realized: "My king, do you want to tell me that every problem has a solution?"

Hill said, "No, when he drank the water, he suddenly thought, Damn, didn't I just go to the river?"

"puff……"

Hill snapped his fingers to stop a table of people splashing in the air.

"Yes, I'm sorry my king." The dark elf patriarch apologized quickly.

"I didn't take it to heart, otherwise I would let them return to your mouth... Forget it I was disgusted by myself." Hill let those things fall into the trash can next to him, and then said, "My It means that if you encounter a problem and want to solve it, of course there must be a solution, but the most important thing is to save trouble and be flexible, be flexible, and the current situation is changing. Don't forget the original aspiration is right, but what is the original aspiration? Don't get this wrong."

The dark elf patriarch nodded: "Teached, my king."

Instead of telling them what to do, Hill prefers to tell them the way they think, and then let them think for themselves.

Those who can reach this position are smart people, they just haven't escaped the shackles of thinking.

After the meal, Hill and the patriarch and elders were walking in the night elves' territory. A black-skinned elder described the vegetation and the history of the buildings here with a vicissitudes and sweet voice. His words were very poetic, and his voice and wind blended together. Hildo looked at him a few times and thought he would be able to host a documentary.

Before Hill came, he had found a lot of CG images for the game of the elves, so there was a general idea, and the idea was gradually filled in during the walk. So I started discussions with these elves.

"I think we can build a town hall here," Hill made a stroke, and then he found that he couldn't make gestures with his hands, so he snapped his fingers, and the flames floated out from the lanterns hanging on the trees. Under the control, it quickly changed its appearance: "The appearance is a towering ancient tree, and the inside is empty. There are three layers." The flame was drawn into a shining red line and outlined a general outline under Hill's command. "At that time, it can be named the Eternal Tree. The main leaders of your clan, academicians and the like can live in it. You can have meetings on weekdays and you can also meet others in it."

The dark elf originally didn't have such a fixed place, the patriarch's eyes lit up when he heard it, "Good idea, my king."

The largest lake in the Dark Elf territory was slightly polluted. Hill threw the Research Department over to see how they could solve the pollution problem. At the same time, he ordered a ban on the discharge of magic waste into the lake.

Except for the slight pollution, the lake is still very beautiful. The elder said that if you come in the dark, you will see the star-lit lake. Hill thought about this scene for a while and felt that it was so beautiful that he flew up, and then he said that a few pavilions can be built by the lake, very delicate ones, with white pillars inlaid with dark blue magic candlesticks swaying with light and shadow, and the pillars hang above them. Hanging a purple veil, drifting away in the wind.

Hill fell into a romantic imagination.

And an elder asked honestly: "What should I do if it rains?"

Hill froze, and slowly turned back to look at the elder, just looking at him, looking at him.

After a few seconds, the elder said, "Ah, no problem, my lord, your idea is really beautiful! Other things are trivial matters, it's our business."

"Very good," Hill said. "Come on, let's move on to the next topic."

The dark elves around let out a sigh of relief.

Two skeleton architects also followed them, making their own suggestions from time to time. Some of the original places can be remodeled, and some places the dark elves don't want to move, so they won't move. After all, Hill built it mainly for them.

They passed through a ruin, the walls were slumped, the beams and pillars fell to the ground, the fence was incomplete, and the grass grew among the ruins, and they could see that the place was once shining. An elder said that fireflies will fly here at night, and the children like it very much.

Hill asked: "Does this type of place need to be repaired?"

"I think it's okay," the dark elf patriarch said.

Hill thought for a while, "No more repairs, just build new ones elsewhere. Most of the other buildings are not repaired, just leave them. After all, this represents your history and has a special commemorative significance for some people. "Yes." He said with a smile, "And the kids like it here, don't they?"

The dark elf patriarch was startled, and then bowed: "Thank you, my king."

Hill nodded, and then continued: "Actually, I think since you like night and moonlight, you can make the roof transparent. You can cover it during the day and let it out at night and sleep with the moonlight. If it rains, you can make the roof transparent. I feel even more."

It's really nice to think about it. Those dark elves seem to be interested.

"Does this... use gems?" one of the elders asked.

"Crystal and glass are fine." Hill said.

It seems that Makai has mass-produced glass, so let's put this on the agenda quickly.

At present, there are a lot of crystals in the devil world, so it is not too wasteful to be used for these, but Hill is still a little reluctant. What he wants is to make part of the crystal part of the glass. As a result, the elders want glass more. At that time, high-quality glass in this world was much more expensive than crystal.

Hill rolled his eyes in his heart, and then said, "I want a crystal." He used his authority to get himself a big crystal, hehehe. Living in a room with a crystal roof has almost fulfilled a childhood dream.

Unexpectedly, the patriarch burst into tears: "My king, you are really a simple and frugal demon lord. In order to emulate you, let's use crystals too."

"...I don't think so." The corner of Hill's mouth twitched.

"It's not necessary, my king. We also want to be as simple as you." The elders said one after another.

"...Okay." Hill muran.

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