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At the end of the stewed rabbit meat with potatoes, there was only a soup base left, and Mo En chewed all the bone marrow inside.

Moen's habit is that he has been bullied by people in the village in recent years, so he has developed the habit of leaving no room for food. If he wants to eat, he will eat everything clean, leaving nothing behind, and will never let those people abuse him. his chance.

After Moen finished eating, he wiped his mouth, and took the dishes to wash: "Damon, take a rest, I'll wash the dishes."

Time passed quickly, and it was already midnight when Dimon came. The two were eating and chatting, and before they knew it, it was almost dawn.

Moen moved quickly, packed it up in two or three strokes, turned and asked Damon: "It seems to be dawn now, but if you are tired, you can go to my room to rest for a while, as long as you don't think my room is small. .”

Damon knew that the demons in the abyss hell were still waiting for their Lord Demon King, so he always remembered to go back before dawn.

At this time, seeing that the time was almost up, he said goodbye to Mo En.

Dimon declined Moen's proposal: "Of course I don't dislike it, my friend, but I probably won't be able to rest with you today, and I'm leaving."

Moen stopped making the bed, he didn't expect Damon to leave so soon.

But yes, Damon came to his house to borrow a fire and a stove to eat. He is a bard and never stays in one place for a long time.

But... Damon was the first friend he met, and he and his friend hadn't known each other for a day, and he was leaving...

Moen bowed his head and said nothing, his lowered purple eyes were full of reluctance.

After all, he was just a lonely child.

Damon felt Morn's depression, but he had to go back and report to Asmo on behalf of them.

Otherwise, if that guy Asmodai can't see him, he will apologize with death.

"Sorry, Moen, I have something to do." Damon rubbed Moen's head comfortingly, and said: "However, I remember Moen you said that you are going to have your 16th birthday soon, I Make a promise with you that I will come to celebrate your birthday, okay?"

"Really?!" Moen raised his head excitedly and looked at Damon, the joy on his face couldn't be hidden.

Damon nodded: "Of course!"

Then Damon pointed to the remaining two germinated potatoes on the table: "Actually, the purpose of my coming out this time is to find some crops suitable for planting, and these two potatoes are just what I need. I can bring them go?"

Moen was puzzled: "Didn't you say they are poisonous?"

"Although it is poisonous, it is the best and most convenient to cut the sprouted part and plant it. Don't you know? Then how did you grow potatoes before?"

Moen scratched his head embarrassingly: "Just... just bury it in the soil..."

Damon covered his face speechlessly: "It's no wonder that the potatoes are so small and shriveled. Let me teach you, it should be..."

Under Dimon's guidance, Moen learned how to grow potatoes. In order to thank Damon, Moen not only gave Damon the only two sprouted potatoes in his family, but also gave Damon another bag of freshly picked potatoes. Fresh potatoes came out.

Moen asked curiously, "Where are you looking for potatoes to plant?"

Damon is most afraid of Moen's [-] whys, because if Moen's question is answered seriously, he will have to tell the whole story that he is a demon and that he is the newly appointed Demon King.

But now Moen is being excluded by the villagers because he is regarded as a devil by the villagers.

If he knew that Damon was a real demon, according to the human's aversion to demons and Moen's long-accumulated antipathy because he was regarded as a devil by the villagers, Damon felt that his friendship with Moen would be shattered to pieces.

Dimon couldn't reveal his identity, so he could only offer "I have a friend Dafa".

"Uh... I was entrusted by a friend of the lord. He just took office. The land under his jurisdiction is barren, and there are very few crops growing at present. The life of the residents there is very difficult, so I want to find some suitable crops for them. Planting, hoping to relieve the food pressure of the residents on their side."

After making up the "friend", Dimon secretly touched the sweat on his forehead: Oh, sure enough, it takes countless lies to make up for one lie.

"Then do you need any crops over there? I think I can help you find it."

When Moen heard this, he hurriedly searched for useful things in his home. He really wanted to help Damon to the best of his ability.

After all, Dimon was his first friend.

Damon thought for a while and said, "Maybe you can find some cotton or ramie seeds here? My friend's territory does not grow fiber crops, and many residents are not fully clothed. If you can find such crops, I will I want to be able to solve a lot of problems.”

"Cotton, ramie..." Moen wrote down the names of these two crops, "We probably don't have them here, maybe there are seeds of these things in the nearest town, I will go to the town during the day to see, I will help you pay attention! "

"Then I will trouble you." Damon patted Moen's head gratefully.

After packing up his things, Daemon said goodbye to Moen and made an appointment to meet him on his birthday next time.

Damon originally wanted to go far away before using the teleportation rune, but the child Moen might not follow him to send him all the time, so he might as well leave early and let the child rest for a while.

So Damon stopped at the door, turned around and said goodbye to Mo En: "Just send it here, I think my friend can't wait."

"Then how are you going to leave Damon?" Moen bit his lower lip, thinking that Damon was secretly hinting that he should not follow him.

Dimon knew what the child was thinking at a glance, and hurried over to rub the child's head, pursed his lips and smiled and explained: "I don't mean that, I mean, you don't have to send me off, because I will I'll be right back where I'm going."

Moen raised his head in confusion: "Right now?"

"Did you forget? I'm a bard, so I need to have some ability?"

Damon took out his teleportation rune and showed it to Morn.

"What is this?" Moen blinked suspiciously, and Moen saw purple patterns flowing on the stone, which instantly attracted Moen's attention.

There was a strange power emanating from the stone, which made Moen extremely curious, and even had the urge to reach out and touch it.

"Here, you can touch it." Damon saw what the child was thinking, and handed him the teleportation rune in his hand.

After getting along with him all night, Damon knew that the child had a cautious personality, so he felt that it didn't matter if he showed the magic pattern in front of the child.

Moen touched the lines on it carefully, and he felt a strange force transmitted from his fingertips touching the stone to his body, and he was in a trance for a while.

"This is a teleportation rune, drawn with magic... holy patterns," Damon quickly changed his words, "This thing allows me to teleport directly from here to another place."

"Holy patterns? Are these beautiful patterns?" Moen touched those patterns, a little fondly.

Damon introduced the function of the teleportation rune to him: "Well, with the teleportation rune, I can easily move back and forth from two places, so when it's your birthday, I will definitely come."

"...Then, I will wait for you!" Moen waved to Damon reluctantly.

"I will definitely not miss the appointment!"

Damon nodded to Morn, crushing the teleportation rune in his hand.

The purple light enveloped Damon and disappeared in front of Moen's eyes in an instant.

In the distant sky, the first rays of morning light appeared faintly.

"Demon..."

Mo En rubbed his eyes in a daze, and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

The friend he met for the first time left just like that, and he was about to become alone again.

Morn ran to where Damon was, and whispered to the green grass that Damon stepped on: "I'll wait for you...you can't miss the appointment..."

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The feeling of teleportation is not good, it's like going through the brain in a flush toilet.

The vibrant human continent instantly turned into an abyss hell filled with ashes. When he stood on the ground, Damon was even in a trance for a moment.

The moment he saw the surrounding situation, Damon took a step back in fright.

Not far from him, Asmodai knelt under the throne of the Demon King, crying with snot and tears, as if he was about to seek death.

"If Lord Demon King doesn't come back, I won't live anymore!"

Melis on the side pulled Asmodai with difficulty: "Lord Asmodai, calm down! The Lord Demon King said he would be back in half a day, and it's not yet time... Lord Demon King!"

Mei Lisi spotted Damon's figure with sharp eyes, and without caring about pulling Asmodai, she knelt down in front of Damon in ecstasy: "Master Demon King, you are finally back!"

Asmodai threw himself at Damon's feet like a little quail: "Master Demon King, you are finally back safely! If you come back a little later, Asmodai, I will apologise with death! I shouldn't have Let Lord Demon King go to the human continent alone, humans are cunning and dangerous guys, if you are attacked by humans, Asmodai, I will cry to death... woo woo woo woo..."

Damon struggled to tear off the Asmodai hanging from his lap, and the hood that covered the devil's horns had already fallen off during the movement.

"Asmodai, don't get excited. I'm fine. Didn't I come back safely? You see, I've been hiding my identity on the human continent. They didn't find out that I was a demon, and I And brought back some important things."

Damon placed the potatoes that Moen gave him on the table, and a few potatoes inside rolled out, and Damon quickly stopped the rolling of the potatoes.

Damon took out the two most important sprouted potatoes, and the rest continued to germinate in the package, and showed the two potatoes to Asmodai and Meris.

"What is this?" Asmodai approached and asked curiously.

"It's a bit like a rotten fire durian." Melis described as she looked at the sprouting potatoes.

"No, no, no, this is not a rotten fire durian fruit, this is something even more delicious than a fire durian fruit!" Daemon hugged two potatoes as if they were treasures, "This is called a potato, the most common in the human continent It is a kind of food that is easy to grow and has a large yield, which can meet the food needs of all the demons."

"Is this kind of thing really so miraculous?" Asmodai blinked his curious eyes, "But this doesn't even look as good as the fire durian fruit..."

"It's sprouting now, so of course it's inedible. It's a seed for sowing."

Dimon explained that while the potatoes germinated, they were cut in several places. The two potatoes germinated just right, which is the best time for planting.

Daemon took the two of them outside the castle and found an open space: "First try to see if potatoes can be grown in the land of hell. If potatoes can grow in hell, we don't have to worry about not having enough food!"

Damon dug a few pits, and planted the divided pieces of sprouted potatoes into the ashes.

Asmodai and Melis followed behind Damon, looked at each other, saw Damon's concern for this plant named "Potato", looked suspicious, and whispered.

"...Did Lord Demon King be deceived by the humans on land?"

"I think so, that thing doesn't look like it's edible!"

"What if the Lord Demon King grows something poisonous and cannot be eaten?"

"No, the things grown by the Demon King, even if I die, I will praise them as delicious!"

Damon's black line, he thought to himself that the two guys behind you are talking too loudly, he heard it all!

Demons have lived in Abyss Hell for thousands of years, and the only things they can eat are those in hell. The demons of this generation have basically never seen the things on the human continent. What good would a potato with weird green shoots be.

Now Asmodai and Melis are skeptical of Damon who is planting potatoes, and are even ready to "test the poison".

But it wasn't until they ate Damon's potato stew that they realized how wrong they were!