King from scratch

The little devils looked at each other, and Nubida cast his gaze at Zhe, trying to initiate an off-court call for help.

Zhe maintained a spring-like smile, remained silent, and did not provide any information to the other party.

The hesitation of the little devils was more due to their vigilance against this unknown kingdom, but they had already agreed to any other kingdom on the continent.

The reason why they wandered on the mainland was precisely because no race or kingdom was willing to accept them, which led to their history of wandering for thousands of years.

But having said that, the reason why no kingdom is willing to accept them is precisely because of the notoriety of the devil.

They are cunning, despicable, full of lies, and will only bring chaos and disaster, so they are driven out again and again, until no kingdom is willing to let the devil set foot.

But now, the demons hesitated before each other's olive branch.

They feel from the bottom of their hearts that the other party is much more evil than them.

Based on their knowledge of how evil they are, being the other's subjects is not necessarily a good thing - although demons basically don't have a good reputation in this world, that doesn't mean they have any strange penchant for conquering continents.

"Is he your subject, or a passer-by who stayed in the kingdom for a short time?" Since there was no outside help, Nubida could only choose to eliminate the wrong answer.

He Xingwen followed his gaze to look at the dwarf, and gave the answer: "He is my people."

"We are willing to be your people." Nubida said decisively: "Respected king, we are willing to contribute a little to your kingdom."

He looked around while talking, trying to get information from the people around him on what to do next. Which country's etiquette is it to salute?Is there any special ceremony?Do you need to "report" to some kind of existence?

Demons have roamed the continent for thousands of years, and their experience among many kingdoms and races has taught them many unnecessary customs and customs. cause trouble for someone else.

And in a small part of the time—such as the moment when their lives are in the hands of others, they become reasonable and are very willing to follow the Romans.

But unfortunately, their preparations are very redundant-because there is no custom here.

"Zhe, you arrange a place for them to live..." He Xingwen paused and thought for a few seconds before confirming with Yan: "Is the house still big enough?"

Yan scratched his head: "There are quite a lot of houses, and more than half of them are not full."

He Xingwen glanced at the small villas neatly arranged along the road, most of them are not full?

He estimated the current number of npcs in his mind. There are nearly [-] npcs, of which [-] are women. No matter how they are combined, shouldn't more than half of the houses be empty?

He Xingwen couldn't think of a reason, so he simply walked towards them, ready to see is believing.

As soon as he moved, the crowd moved accordingly, and the little devils were engulfed in the flow of people, and they couldn't help moving forward.

The villa is not locked. In fact, the current security situation in the kingdom can be called the real Datong world.

Not to mention petty theft, there is no one who even fishes at work, and the hardworking and hardworking people can confirm their NPC identities.

He Xingwen pushed open the door of the villa and got the answer.

The floor behind the door, which should have been the living room, was covered with a layer of fluffy cloth, on which were neatly arranged a dozen pillows and animal skins.

In the brief silence, Nubida, as a foreigner who had just joined the kingdom, decided to show his friendliness before everyone else, so that others would forget their previous unfriendly behavior as soon as possible.

"Effective use of space is simply a genius idea!" Nubida Daquatekua: "Such a house can live in..."

Nubida counted the pillows in front of him, then went to another room to look, and when he returned to He Xingwen again, he was extremely convinced of the conclusion of this evil race.

Father God, even a devil would not let thirty people squeeze into one room, that would be a kind of abuse!

Nubida said in an exaggerated tone: "It can accommodate thirty people! Your people are really..." It's too bearable.

"Perseverance is admirable."

He Xingwen turned his head to look at Yan, who grinned and puffed out his chest proudly.

Zhe gave a low cough, turned his head and said something to the npc beside him, and the npc walked out.

Nubida is still performing diligently: "But we are different from your people, we are more..." Nubida showed a contrived expression of regret: "Looking for pleasure, 30 is a bit crowded in the world, I think [-]... Aww."

Being stepped on by the demon beside him, Nubida stood on one foot and said, "Ten people is quite a lot."

Huang was hurriedly brought over by the npc.

"king?"

"Thirty people live here?" He Xingwen's puzzlement was very sincere: "Isn't it crowded?"

"Why is it crowded?" Yan's puzzlement was also very sincere: "Everyone just finds a place to sleep, if it wasn't for Huang not allowing anyone to sleep on the main road..."

Huang took over the words: "Everyone has their own work to do, and under normal circumstances, there is plenty of space here."

It really is a very evil race. While listening to Huang's explanation, Nubida admired the means of this unattractive king to oppress the people.

Of course, after realizing that he is now one of them, this admiration quickly turned into shock.

Who has ever seen a devil who works diligently?Does that still count as a demon?

Although the fact that they are wandering around the mainland is enough to be embarrassing...

He Xingwen realized that the reason for this situation was that the civilization did not match the development level of the kingdom.

Civilization needs to be advanced step by step, and cannot be achieved overnight. They have not even had the concept of family, and are still in the collective distribution system. They have no concept of "belonging", and the house as public property obviously belongs to the collective.

But in this case, these small villas, to them, can only be equivalent to a place where they can lie down and sleep.

The reason there are only thirty pillows here is because there can only be thirty people here...

After He Xingwen realized this, the following words could not continue.

Of course he can forcefully allocate a house to each npc, which means the emergence of private property.

The emergence of private property means the disintegration of the collective system and the emergence of classes.

It seems a bit stupid to consider these too seriously in the game, but given that the npcs in front of him are basically no different from normal people, this can't be considered stupid, it can only be said to be a sufficiently cautious choice.

Zhe broke the silence, changed the subject and said, "Your Majesty, how will we arrange the demons next?"

He Xingwen confirmed with Huang: "What jobs are currently lacking?"

Nubida opened his mouth and blurted out: "We still have to work?"

He Xingwen: "You don't want to work?"

Just kidding, who likes to work?Nubida's rebuttal words were not out yet.

Adisseo King's surprised voice sounded immediately: "You don't like work?"

Nubida and Adisseo King's eyes collided.

Adisseo King: Don't like working?As expected of a devil.

Nubida: Shut up, I'll tear you alive.

The hard work of the npcs and dwarves gave He Xingwen the illusion that all npcs will work hard to build the kingdom-for a construction game, this is indeed a matter of course.

Demons shatter this illusion.

Apparently, their racial traits take precedence over programming.

"It's too real." He Xingwen habitually shared his feelings with the system: "Devils are lazy, and dwarves love casting. Are you a little racist?"

Who is he talking to?Nubida glanced left and right, but couldn't find the suspicious person who was talking to him.

On the contrary, everyone seemed to be used to it, calmly waiting for the king to end the communication with the "unknown existence".

Every second he spent in the kingdom, Nubida felt that he was not evil enough to be a demon.

System: "I don't think this can be regarded as discrimination. The formation of their characters depends on themselves, not me. It can only be said that this is the result of their choices."

He Xingwen ended the conversation and turned his attention back to Nubida: "If you don't want to work, you don't have to work."

He walked out: "This is your freedom," he glanced at Zhe: "Zhe, you arrange a place for them."

After handing over the arrangements for the demons to Zhe, He Xingwen continued the previous conversation and communicated with Huang: "What work does the kingdom have at present?"

Huang Yi said: "Help the dwarves, go outside the city to reclaim farmland, organize expeditions and hunting teams, as well as make simple tools such as pottery and fishing nets, and regularly clean public areas..."

As he spoke, Huang showed a solemn expression: "Your Majesty, there are not enough people."

This sentence sounds familiar. When there were only [-] or [-] NPCs, Huang said this, and when there were [-] NPCs, Huang still said that...

I'm afraid he'll never feel fully staffed.

Zhe was not in a hurry to take the demons away. After listening to Huang's report, he continued: "I think the kingdom needs a better staffing plan."

Huang turned to Zhe.

Yan Buming scratched his head: "Is there a problem with the current arrangement? Isn't it good? Everyone is busy, and everything that should be done has been done."

Nubida was keenly aware of the strange confrontation - from Zhe and Huang's gaze, he took the little devils back a step, and became a bystander in this conversation.

"It's not just asking the king for more people to solve the problem of underpopulation,"

Zhe put away his spring-like smile and looked a little cold: "How to better arrange work and improve work efficiency is the problem."

He Xingwen was not surprised by this scene at all, in fact, Yan and Huang get along well that surprised him.

After all, politics is an integral part of civilization.

Of course, the political system of the kingdom has long been established in an unshakable form.

Judging from the kingdom's current progress of civilization, it is undoubtedly a fantasy to have political struggles - npcs have not even appeared the concept of entertainment yet.

Therefore, the scene that happened in front of He Xingwen was not so much a political struggle as a collision of different viewpoints.

Huang: "So, you think there is something wrong with my arrangement?"

Zhe: "Obviously, repetitive work will only reduce efficiency. Let people do the work they are good at, classify, give rewards, supplement it with encouragement, take care of the elders, rotate regularly, form groups, and help each other..."

The scene was suddenly so quiet that Zhe's voice echoed far away here, extremely clear.

Huang's expression settled down, and he looked at Zhe thoughtfully.

Zhe finished a long list in one breath, as if he had been thinking hard for a long time-but considering that he was born out of thin air not long ago, everyone knew that these were just his thoughts.

The little devils can't detect the problem. They have traveled enough countries and seen enough political systems to be surprised by these embryonic arrangements.

They come from the front end of civilization and cannot empathize with civilizations that are still in their ignorance.

But after spending some time in the kingdom, a dwarf who has seen it transform from a small village into a town, Andysu King knows all too well what that means.

This is a very good leader who can lead the people to enlightenment.

This kingdom already has so many inconceivable things, but miracles are like a pen in the king's hand, and they are still being created continuously.

After a brief silence, Huang opened his mouth: "You are right, my arrangement is indeed too rough compared to your idea."

He said frankly and without any grievances: "You should be responsible for these."

He put forward his suggestion to He Xingwen: "Your Majesty, I think he is more suitable to do this than me."

The feeling of "Sure enough, this is a game" came to He Xingwen's mind again. Most of the human beings would not behave in such a humble and friendly way under such circumstances, but it is very reasonable for NPCs to do so— — After all, this is a game.

These trivial and short-lived handovers were quickly swept away, and the person who dealt with the kingdom's trivial matters changed from Huang to Zhe. Obviously, he would not be satisfied with just improving the work arrangement, and the kingdom that was still in its infancy had too many places for him to display.

The little devils were arranged by Zhe in a corner of the city far away from the city center.

"In view of His Majesty's kindness," Zhe Chao Nubida gestured behind him: "This house is allocated to you, and no one else will enter."

Nubida counted their numbers, not thinking it was good news.

However, considering the extreme number of thirty people, he had to admit that it was indeed a very merciful act that only a dozen or so demons could occupy an independent house.

"I hope you will fulfill your previous promise as soon as possible." Zhe warned them tactfully before saying goodbye: "I hope to see the map you promised before the kingdom expands again."

Nubida didn't study to understand the meaning of "expanding again" in his words, but this did not prevent him from nodding confidently: "No problem, just prepare the pen and paper."

He is a devil, expecting a devil to fulfill his promise, that would be too...

"The animal skin and charcoal will be delivered later." Zhe smiled like a spring breeze: "For your safety, I will ask someone to build a small burning device with black bloodstone in front of this house..."

"That thing is too dangerous, it will burn everything up." Nubida said seriously, "You shouldn't touch it..."

The scene suddenly fell into silence.

The scene of Yan taking the Black Blood Stone from the ether unscathed was played back several times in Nubida's mind, and he finally came to his senses.

"It's a threat."

"Only for you." Zhe said sincerely: "Given your reputation is so bad, I think you need enough threats to keep your sanity."

"You succeeded, we are very, very sane now."

Zhe turned and left.

When his figure disappeared, a discussion immediately erupted among the little devils.

"I don't think we're evil compared to them."

"The guy who was born out of thin air is even more evil among evils!"

"Nubida, we have to find a way to escape."

The little devil with a snake tail quickly circled around the house and returned to the group.

"Nobody was watching us."

"How can there be a fool like you among us?" The little devil with three heads said: "You forgot why we stayed? Where do you want to go? Outside is the land of the gods!"

"Oh, I forgot." The snake-tailed little devil lazily replied, "Then let's go get revenge on these humans."

He shook the snake's tail: "As soon as my tail goes down, they will be gone."

"You idiot..." Before the three-headed little devil could finish cursing, he saw the tail of the snake quickly swim out of the yard of the house and onto the road.

And the npc at the end of the road didn't realize that death was only a short distance away from him. He was about to go to the dwarf's factory. The strange demons cast a glance.

Nubida looked at the empty road with his head, and just before the tail of the snake quickly approached the "human", and was about to bring the other party complete death, his body suddenly collapsed, like a painting that has been wiped of color , gradually became transparent during the collapse, and finally disappeared completely.

In the half space, countless halos exude steady light, maintaining the peace of the world.

And at the place where the tail of the snake disappeared, on its corresponding half-space plane, the unstable halo covered the stable halo. This is an extremely strange process, the stable halo is dyed with another layer. The colors, then become part of each other's composition, and finally disappear completely.

The existence of abnormal thinking strictly abides by the orders from their "gods"-killing is prohibited in the kingdom.

Of course, another result of being irrational is that they very happily removed themselves from the queue forbidding killing, and imposed it on every intelligent creature in the kingdom-for example, those who were about to commit killing Snake tail, and let the other party pay for it.

The scene was quiet for a few seconds.

"What monster is that?"

"Is it the group of monsters that attacked us just now?"

"That guy with the snake tail is gone."

"Whatever, idiots always die early."

"I went into the house to rest, Nubida, I will leave the drawing to you."

The little demons witnessed the end of the snake tail, and their positions changed very quickly. After throwing the task to the most reliable existence among the demons-Nubida, they left without caring.

Nubida was used to it. As one of the demons, he knew his people too well.

Those evaluations from the outside world are not slander, but honest descriptions.

Depraved, despicable, cunning, cold-blooded, taking pleasure in the pain of others—if the kingdom was not so powerful beyond their imagination, if it was not for the stupid temptation of the snake tail that directly led to extremely thorough death, they would not be so peaceful that they would not do anything .

So, daring to accept the kingdom of demons... is very courageous.

Nubida thought thoughtfully: "Maybe we should invite the tribe to settle here, after all, they are still wandering on the mainland."

Immediately there was a chorus of approval from the house.

"Yes, yes, a good place like this must be shared with our dear clansmen!"

"I'll come, I'll come, I'll send them a message!"

"Tell them to come quickly, I can't wait to see them tortured by the king."