MTL - The Demon King Took Off His Little Horns-Chapter 146 【Thanks for irrigation】

The samples were flawless, and Luster City placed a large order the next day, and the first batch was tried out by the Devil's Palace. This is not only the heart of Ceros's help, but also the originality of these products.

…such as the little white bird sweeping robot.

Prime Minister Naberis was silent, he saw amber-like tea in the exquisite tea set, steaming upwards, and beside the teacup, the little white bird sweeping robot was placed steadily On the table, there is a cushion under the body and a small quilt on the body.

Naberis: "…"

Home wine!

For thousands of years, Naberis, who has never seen His Majesty with such a childish side, sighed deeply, but his mood was relaxed. Although His Majesty is very good no matter what, compared to His Majesty who sat on the Frost Throne like a frozen gear before, Naberis still felt that the current Majesty was warmer.

Your Majesty himself must feel more comfortable in his current state.

But what should be said, Naberis still has to say, this is his duty as prime minister.

"Your Majesty, although the order has been placed, I think there is still something to report to you." Bird, but took out another sweeping robot of a different style.

"Come here."

The chancellor said softly.

"These samples are all powered by magic energy and electricity."

The ambition of the Eastern Region is undoubtedly revealed. They are vigorously developing the geothermal power generation on the Ash Abyss. Looking at the geothermal reserves of the Ash Abyss, it is enough to cover the entire Demon World with the power grid. Therefore, from the very beginning of the production of products, Dongyu has already planned, and each product is designed to be a dual-energy structure.

This will certainly increase the cost, but it will be more conducive to the subsequent development of the demon world after it is powered on.

This is the ambition of the Eastern Regions on the bright side!

But Ceros was not angry, but chuckled, he asked Naberis.

“How about wind power?”

Naberis sighed deeply when asked about this.

"At present, in the small-scale test, the problem of freezing snow on the leaves is still unable to overcome, and Wang Shi Astaru has no time..."

Master Astaroth is working with the great alchemist Amon to study that strange liquid in the human world. Now that it is nearing the end, Naberis can't bother.

Theros pondered slightly.

"In the afternoon, I will go to the scene to see for myself."

Seros actually felt a little strange. He was also studying those liquids. Teacher and Amon should have the same level of alchemy. At most, Amon was younger and better at innovation. But why, can Amon take the time to design a plan for the Eastern Region?

Master Astaroth, who has worked overtime to the point of having nightmares: "…"

Your Majesty is this implying something? !

Cerros didn’t know there was another situation called—

Three hundred years of drawings.

***

[…So, the king invited the alchemist to draw the blueprint of the territory together. 】

[Cities, streets, barracks, and palaces, there are many, many things to be added...]

[Add a little starry sky? Or, to add some smiles to the faces of the people? 】

[In this way, the king and the alchemist talked freely for three hundred years. 】

The copper coins were gently placed on the counter, making a bunch of crisp sounds. In the warm farewell of the boss "Welcome next time", the silver-haired girl with the horn of the shadow demon walked out of the bookstore, holding the picture book "The King and the Alchemist" in her arms.

Because of the new decree of the Demon King to select folk alchemists, this long-published picture book was out of stock again, and the silver-haired girl also went to several bookstores to find it.

I saw her standing on the side of the street looking around, and the moment the dragon carriage passed by, she jumped on it familiarly, and then handed the copper coin into the hands of the driving demon.

Many demons, old and young, went their separate ways. Sylvia is always careful not to look at the horns of the demons, although those horns are indeed varied and beautiful. She was sitting by the window, the dragon carriage passed by, and the scenery outside the window passed by in front of her eyes.

This is a thriving city that can accommodate all miracles and dreams, especially at the moment when large orders are invested. Demons from the surrounding area have come to the city one after another, trying to find a job to support their family, and they often get their wish. Those smiles, those conversations, fell into the ears of human girls one by one.

She listened carefully, only to feel that this city below the devil is so bright and noisy.

These days, except for returning to the Human World to deal with some necessary affairs, Sylvia stayed in Suberbian City. She followed the warriors of the orcs to learn swordsmanship, consulted the great demons for government affairs, and learned business methods from the monsters.

She heard from the maid in the Demon King's Palace that the place where the reborn kite grows is always surrounded by a large number of demon beasts, which are usually not accessible at all. So she redoubled her efforts to practice swordsmanship, so that when that day comes, she can serve Edward and the nobility of the family...

Draw your sword!

Sylvia has been regarded as extreme compression learning, even going out to buy picture books today is the result of staying up late for three consecutive nights, and there are people in the Demon Palace who are busier than her, it is Recently, I have been following up orders and production lines at both ends.

This time, on the way out of the palace to inspect the production line after reporting to Ans Air, I saw a bench full of sunlight. The pink slime was a little moved. He glanced at the time, and there was still time, so he threw himself on the bench.

I just wanted to take a short rest, but the sun was too warm, and the translucent body soon flattened softly and turned into a cake. Although the eyes floating in the body are still looking upward, they are sinking in fatigue. In the last sight of Prullu, the leafy flower tree above his head is falling some flowers, pink flowers one by one. Falling down, a flower floated into his dream.

—He fell asleep.

The maids in the past all kept their steps lightly, even if they spoke, it was an inaudible whisper.

"Master Pruru fell asleep..."

"Shh, be quiet."

Maybe she slept for a long time, maybe only a few minutes, when the sharp touch approached her body, the pink slime suddenly woke up with awareness.

He immediately made an instinctive counterattack, his entire body instantly opened, and then hugged. After that, there was not even a whimper, and the murderous aura disappeared silently. Then, the pink slime spit out something she didn't want to eat, wanting to continue enjoying her sweet dreams, at this time—

Something sharp fell from a height and hit his head with precision.

Bululu: “…”

His consciousness fell like a disconnected line almost immediately, falling into the mountains of gold coins and treasures.

The greedy prince opened his eyes, he was in the boundless treasure cave. Demons like ants lined up in a long line to transport precious gold jewelry in. Facing his huge body entrenched in the cave, these demons shivered and kept raising the treasures in their hands, hoping that he would let him go.

The monarch leaned over and embraced his coins and gems amid the fearful cries of the demons. His current thinking has returned to the past, the years when he was dormant on the dark treasure mountain. During those years, he had everything.

—but like nothing.

***

Ansier hurried over to hear the news. It has been a long time since there has been such a serious assassination incident in the Devil's Palace. He must know how the assassin sneaked in and what method he used to carry out the assassination.

The supervisor Vassago blamed himself, and he knelt down to apologize to His Majesty the Demon King.

"Your Majesty, I..."

Ansel raised his hand to stop him.

"I will mention it later if I apologize. The most urgent task now is to find out the current situation."

Vassago has clearly investigated this issue long ago.

"The assassins this time are the Mosquito family, Your Majesty." He quickly reported, "First enter the water in the form of eggs, become larvae, and then use special methods to rapidly grow, and walk away. In his lifetime, he escaped from the running water as an adult and entered the Devil's Palace for assassination."

If that's the case, then it's no wonder Vassago didn't take precautions, it's just that the monster's methods are too strange and unpredictable.

When it comes to life acceleration, Anse Elton squinted his eyes and manipulated the evil way of life, which always made him associate with monsters. He has made a lot of enemies recently, but Livy just lost his troops in the Eastern Region, and now he is coerced by him and Theros together.

But to be honest, the two rice buckets under Levy are still consuming his prison rice. Will Levy's men really successfully infiltrate his Devil's Palace in his lifetime?

The Demon King raised his hand and gently stroked the sleeping finance minister, and when he raised his head again, his tone was cold.

"Where's the assassin?"

Even if the opponent accelerates his life, his lifespan is very short, and if he hurts his vassals, he will definitely smash the opponent into thousands of pieces!

Vassago paused eerily.

"Eat, Your Majesty."

“???”

"Actually, one second before the other party stabbed, Lord Burulu had already eaten the other party. It may be that he felt that the mouthparts used for stabbing were too hard, so he spit it out, and the mouthparts came from High to low…”

He stuck his head.

Ansel: "…"

What is the boomerang principle!

He couldn't help but vigorously rua the burlu who spit **** against himself, the poor minister of finance made a "woolu woolu" sound by rua in the dream. On the mountain of gold and precious stones, gold coins fell and the ground shook.

So rua didn't wake up, so she could only wait for the alchemists to study the substances on the mouthparts, and then develop the antidote.

As a result, Ansel had a headache. Especially in terms of economics, now is the busiest time. At this time, Blulu was assassinated and comatose. It is estimated that he can only take over a lot of work. After all, besides Blulu, he is the one who knows the relevant affairs the most. .

Ansier is not bothered to work overtime again, after all, he is fully loaded all day, he just twists his fingers sadly, calculating what time of the day he can spare some time Come on, why don't you... suspend the call with Ceros for an hour each day?

Cerros: "…"

QAQ! !

Unexpectedly, just when Ansair was planning to reduce the daily call time to twenty minutes, the sleepy Prullu on the bench suddenly moved. I saw him quickly grab the documents in the hands of the passing clerk, spit out a pen from his body, and start approving documents frantically.

Even if you are in a coma, you have to use your instinct to approve documents!

The level of her disability and determination made Anselm in awe, and the demons present were brought to tears.

Anse Elton explained solemnly.

"This year's top ten demons in the Eastern Region..."

"Plulu me!"

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Theros: This year's top ten devils in the Western Regions, also add him to me! (loud)