Self-cultivation of dragon set

Hero go slow!

I have made meritorious service for the Devil's Cult, and I have shed blood for the mission, you can't just abandon me like this!The Demon King refused to let go of what he said, or let the god of agriculture leave without even losing his face. He waved his hand and closed the door, forcing the two of them to stay in the room.

Master Hawthorne stood by the door with his hands in his hands, and looked at Mammon coldly, but unexpectedly, he didn't do anything to this demon who dared to hug his god-favored man's thigh.On the other hand, Seppertine was shocked to see the handsome and domineering devil asking his former classmate for help.

"So you are so strong! Then you really lost to Glass on purpose in the competition at your university? Why?"

Bai showed a mysterious smile, ignored this question, took out a rectangular cattail fan from the space ring, sat on the table and shook it and said to the Demon King: "You have two choices now—either hand over this question to the leader. Hang up people, or leave this issue to professionals."

The devil said bluntly: "I don't know what cheating is, but I know that you must be that professional. Demon leader, since you have the ability to establish another cult sect as the God of Saturn, to appease these strikers The demons should be fine, right? These are my servants who have been with me for thousands of years, and I can't bear to kill them for such a trivial matter."

What's more, there are still six kings in the Demon Realm who are stalking. Now that his servants dare to rebel against their master, the master behind them must have defected to the new master.And as long as there is a bloody hole on his body, those people who have not yet made a move will fly up like flies chasing smells, digging a piece of land or a group of hardworking and docile servants from his kingdom.

The only ones who can solve this problem most efficiently and effectively, and who will not covet his position as the Demon King, are the gods in front of them.It can be seen that this god is very fond of his gods, and it is best for him to achieve his goal to start with Bai.

Bai lightly shook his cattail fan, walked to the window step by step, looked at the demon team standing below, and said with a smile: "Their strike is nothing more than to fight for better wages, then you can improve their wages."

Amend the labor law to give the demons the freedom to strike and resign; change the endless working hours to eight hours a day, with two days off every week; the last and most important one is to raise wages and provide minimum living guarantees so that they can work even if they are not working. You can live a comfortable life under the same conditions.

"I can't afford that much money in my magic city." Mamen stared at the paper for a long time before speaking, her voice was so weak that she hadn't eaten for a few days.

The Demon Realm does not have such a good living environment as the front of the mainland. There are wastelands everywhere, and the monsters and plants that grow will not be protected by the gods like the ones on the ground.Even if a monarch like him is doing well, there are two royal cities near the edge of the mainland, and there is not even a big place to build them.A salary increase is definitely not an option, and if there is a holiday... the group of strikers are all demons who don't need a holiday at all.The nobles wished they could live in his palace every day. Having a ball and spreading gossip was their most important career.

The Demon King shrugged and said helplessly, "So I can only turn to the God of Agriculture. Divine power is absolutely restrained against the Demon Race. Please help me suppress this group of guys who dare to strike."

Being so poor, he went to the mainland to travel positively and find a partner. No wonder his subordinates are going on strike.

"Then make money first." Mammon now alone holds the passage between the two worlds, and wants to sell the resources of the Demon Realm to the front of the mainland, or transport fresh vegetables, fruits and meat from the mainland to the Demon Realm, or even take a thrilling one-day trip , Moyu History Museum and so on are very convenient.And as long as there are no other channels opened, and no one else thinks of doing these jobs, this is a monopoly industry, and the price can be set by him at will, and there will never be a second devil who has the ability to compete with him for business.

Bai gave him a list of projects that could earn money and divert those strikers. He waved his cattail fan lightly, assuming the posture of Zhuge reincarnation, and talked eloquently: "My Demon Cult can buy food from the mainland for you, and find people who are willing to travel. Customers, but we also have to sign a contract under the witness of the gods to ensure that you will not find others to cooperate."

The protagonists of so many novels can rely on their own ability to cross two worlds, or have a plane trader, and become a big businessman at the universe level by buying and selling scarce resources in this world. It's too late, to spend all your time and energy on dating, you really don't want to make progress!

He didn't think about the fact that he sent Mamen to spy on the protagonist. Under the witness of the God of Saturn, he asked about the resource output in Mamen city gently and kindly, and first got a batch of easy-to-handle magic crystals. .The vigorous workers movement in the demon world ended with the money and food earned from the magic crystal reselling operation. Mamen added several foreign exchange-earning industries to his country, and Bai's demon sect also gained a teaching property. , there is no need to compete with other Saturnalia temples for the alms of believers.

The winter vacation was coming to an end, and when it was time for Seppertine to go back to school, Bairang the Demon King summoned Saintess Barber, and she took Glass to the Demon Realm, and asked him to take Seppertine back from the Demon King.

On the day Glass appeared in the Demon Realm, Bai put on demon clothes, a black cloak, and a disguise mask on his face. After dressing up layer by layer, he hid himself behind the window of the tower, watching the whole world from the shadows. negotiation process.During this process, he could feel the protagonist's gaze seeing him through the window, but with a distance of tens of meters between the buildings and under the shadow, the two did not have any contact in the end.

The plot on the black leather booklet in his hand quietly changed from (in progress) to (completed), announcing the end of this branch line, but at the same time, a new branch line was added below the branch line: "Exploring the Demon Realm mystery of".

But that should be the next time... I don't know if it's when the Demon King plans to get married or when he brings his boyfriend back for winter and summer vacation.

Bai closed the booklet and watched Glass disappear into the teleportation array, with a sense of relief on his brows.After this branch line is completed, and then add a branch line that comes with the Demon Cult's main line, he will have the conditions to be able to resurrect once, and he doesn't have to be so nervous to make up the plot, worrying that he will be trapped to death by this world.

His feeling of relaxation was too obvious, and the god of agriculture suddenly walked up from behind, took out the booklet from his hand and glanced at it.

"The book has changed again. Did it change with the behavior of that Glass Mower? Or did it show some change first, and you have to lead him to do these things, and when he does you Will you be rewarded?"

Hawthorne closed the book and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Maybe there are not only rewards, but also punishments? As long as you fail to do these things, your luck will be extremely bad, and you will encounter the danger of death everywhere?"

He usually looks like he doesn't care about the pamphlet at all, but now he asks every word to the point, and Bai doesn't know whether to answer or not.Now this world is a novel, and it is impossible to say that you are a time traveler. It is also impossible to say that the protagonist of this book is Glass Mower, but if you don’t say anything, it’s hard to explain to Saturn ...

He was hesitating when the pamphlet was thrown back into his hand, and Saturn crossed his legs and sat leaning in the armchair and said: "I am your god, not those human beings who cannot bear secrets, Why are you still hesitating in front of me? You can confess to me or my idol at any time if you want to say something, and if you don’t want to say it, you can go to afternoon tea now.”

It would be better if Hawthorne asked more questions. Such unconditional trust and tolerance really hit Bai's weakness, and made him feel a little guilty. He lowered his head and said, "There are some things I can't deal with." You say it, but I don't want to deceive you, so..."

Hawthorne stood up, straightened his open clothes, walked over and touched the top of Bai's head: "I have seen a believer like you. If you dare not tell me the truth, then don't tell me, I will tell you the truth." You are in a safe environment, you can say what you want, you don’t have to keep it in your heart.”

Hawthorne's body gradually dissipated from his fingertips, and only Bai was left in the gloomy castle room. The surroundings were cold and desolate, and even the voices of the demons downstairs could no longer be heard. It really became a blank and safe place. place.

Bai stood in the room for a while, the booklet in his hand was getting tighter and tighter, and a little bit of chill came from under his feet, but the afterglow of the divine light in front of him gave him an extremely warm and credible feeling.When Saturn was around, he thought a lot, but after he left, this light became the only warmth Bai could hold.Unknowingly, he walked into the warm light, put on the usual posture of praying in the temple, and wanted to tell the secret that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time and completely distorted his life.

"I was born into this world for Glass Movor, and I did all this to let him experience more exciting adventures, improve his magic power, pursue the limits of magic, become a legendary hero that will go down in history, and finally... Be a god among gods."

This word has been pressed in his heart for a long time, and he was worried about revealing it even in his dreams, but now it is so easy to say it, his heart is like letting go of a huge boulder, and he feels a lot easier.After saying this, he lowered his head deeply, his long hair slid down his chest with his movements, revealing the slender and fair nape of his neck, and whispered Hawthorne's name in his mouth.

Maybe he will never be able to be as superstitious as the local residents, but at this time, there is a person whose name can be called, and someone can rely on. Even if it is not a belief, people are willing to devote all their energy to that name and its representative person.

As Bai called out in a low voice, a cloud of golden light gradually condensed in the air, wrapping his body with the warmth of the winter sun.The unreal warm air was quickly replaced by a strong and powerful body, Bai opened his eyes in surprise, only to see the god whose name he was reciting just now sitting in front of him, with his hands tightly hugging him from behind, took him into his arms.

There seemed to be a divine light floating on the face of the god of agriculture, with his right leg resting between his knees, a complicated and joyful smile rose from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were deep and charming: "Just now I got your faith."

Following the words of the god of agriculture, the warm golden light suddenly expanded, completely enveloping the two of them in the light.Where Saturn's finger passed, the black dress turned into pure white, and the mask on his white face disappeared when his lips tapped, revealing his original appearance.

"Whatever you confess...I forgive you. Now you belong to me."