Chapter 318: That Place Is Pure Hell (Part 2)

"My lord, this is the most recent batch of administrative demons."

Within Longlin Star.

The boundless factories churn wildly, and from the myriad cracks surrounding them a continuous stream of Jianqi evil demons pours in.

These evil demons initially existed only as Subspace demon forms, but after being tossed into the factories and hammered mercilessly, they become tangible entities capable of acting in the real universe.

That, however, was not Washituoer's sole invention; after all, before the appearance of administrative demons, this technology was more often called a "demon engine" by humans.

Indeed, the "administrative demon" Washituoer is reporting to Xisi now is essentially a demon engine of the sort exemplified by the Hell Flying Dragon.

Only, Hell Flying Dragons are primarily used for war, while administrative demons are mainly employed to clean the Sea of Excrement.

"Only two hundred thousand?"

Xisi stared at the report Washituoer handed over, his brows immediately knitting.

Hearing Xisi's obvious displeasure, Washituoer's complexion instantly darkened.

"Mainly because… many Jianqi evil demons die of exhaustion and then commit suicide in Subspace, giving us no chance to capture them."

Washituoer stammered in explanation; although it wasn't his responsibility, he was now paying utmost attention to Xisi's attitude and dared not let Xisi harbor any discontent.

Xisi was momentarily stunned by the words, even recalling several scenes he had witnessed in Subspace, where many Jianqi evil demons returned there after death.

They had originally intended to bid each other farewell before dying, but upon seeing him happen to pass by, the act of stabbing him was more aggressive than any past slashing.

"Shall we call a Yunxuji to transport them?"

Washituoer, seeing Xisi also pause, carefully opened his mouth.

Upon hearing this, Xisi withdrew his thoughts and, unusually, paused for a moment.

He then directly put away the list and shook his head:

"No. Terra's demand is huge right now; we can't wait for a Yunxuji. I'll have Terra's Thousand Sons cooperate with you to set up a massive teleportation array. I'm taking this batch of administrative demons and teleporting them back myself."

Seeing that Xisi didn't press further about the quantity, Washituoer suddenly exhaled in relief and hurriedly turned to act.

Fortunately, being on Longlin Star at this moment with Terra's Thousand Sons cooperating, a gigantic teleportation array capable of sending two hundred thousand administrative demons was swiftly completed.

Then Xisi led the densely packed, despair‑filled administrative demons into the array, and before the teleportation light flared, he unusually applied a bit of pressure on his subordinates.

"The next delivery can be granted a three‑day grace period, but the quantity must reach six hundred thousand!"

Having spoken, the teleportation light fully enveloped, and Xisi vanished from Washituoer's sight.

Washituoer's eyes, which had been smiling at the first half, instantly collapsed after the second half.

Then, under the bewildered gazes of the nearby industrial demons, after holding back for a while, he suddenly turned and shouted at his attendant:

"Didn't you hear?"

"Six hundred thousand!"

"If anyone fails to capture enough, I'll skin them!"

"No…"

"Then I'll use them to fill the administrative demon shortage!"

The earlier 'skinning' was tolerable, but after the final sentence, the industrial demons behind Washituoer widened their eyes instantly!

Not to mention how industrious the industrial demons are, nor that Washituoer's offered reward tier rose several levels.

Just note that when Xisi arrived with two hundred thousand administrative demons on a massive platform in Terra's palace,

the long‑awaiting Astarte forces, led by golden corn and black‑gold corn, surged forward in a crowd.

Because there were so many administrative demons, they even brought along numerous mortal auxiliary troops.

Moreover, these administrative demons, meticulously forged by Washituoer, possessed virtually no combat capability.

Not only could they not attack nearby mortals, they could barely even commit suicide.

Thus, under the curious gazes of many newborn Jianqi evil demons, Xisi began leading this fresh batch of consumables toward the workstations where they would remain permanently.

Consequently, when a group of administrative demons stepped down from the platform, amid the despair‑numbed atmosphere of the second‑entry palace evil demons, those newly entered Jianqi evil demons finally understood why their predecessors so resisted entering the real universe.

Because upon entering the Internal Affairs Department, the first scene they saw was a Jianqi Great Demon kneeling before a mortal, weeping bitterly:

"Please!"

"Please let me die!"

"I really can't go on!"

The newborn evil demons were dumbfounded; although all were newborn, the basic power framework was already etched into their instincts.

What they saw before them wasn't even an ordinary evil demon, but a Jianqi Great Demon!

One must know that even in Subspace, Great Demons are pitifully few.

The method of reaching the real universe isn't like theirs, which is directly harvested; it requires continual summons and prayers.

Yet this tier of Subspace being, now seeking death, willingly kneels before a mortal guard.

Even as they continued to look behind this Great Demon, the first thing they saw wasn't the low‑rank administrative demons' work area, but dozens of Jianqi Great Demons, bound with elaborate restraints to gigantic office stations, two bird‑headed figures handling endless reports with pallid, lightning‑fast hands.

During this process, if anyone slowed even slightly, the Golden Word Envoy Luo Jia, who personally presided, would brandish a Subspace long whip converted from his staff and perform a lengthy 'whip symphony' upon the Jianqi Great Demon!

That is a divine‑power long whip; striking a Jianqi Great Demon causes their faces to instantly display a maddening mix of ecstasy and death, an irresistible invigoration.

Even so, some Great Demons still cannot bear the endless mountain of filth before them.

Finally, in collapse, even Luo Jia's beating forces them to seek death by suicide.

What? Resist? Let Luo Jia kill them?

That would greatly underestimate the weight of the title "Golden Word Envoy" Luo Jia.

One could say that after Luo Jia's "training and posting", these Jianqi Great Demons have thought of everything except rebellion.

"What's wrong with this?"

Xisi frowned, looking at the completely broken Jianqi Great Demon.

He continued forward with the administrative demons, while glancing at Luo Jia.

Luojia, somewhat irritated, glanced at the Great Demon Jianqi, and then, under Luojia's signal, let the Great Demon Jianqi, as if receiving a great boon, temporarily set aside governmental affairs and spend some time explaining to Xisi.

"Sir, let me go back to handle governmental affairs."

"I really am not suited to drafting regulations."

"These regulations… regulations… none of them are without conflict!"

"I solve one, then find it brings out two more; then I solve two, and discover it brings out four!"

"I thought I could grit my teeth and endure to the end, but only at the end did I realize…"

"These new regulations now conflict with the very first one I started with!"