Chapter 321: Harvesting Not Just Lizardmen, But Also the Demon King

"It actually... really grew out." Looking at the cornfield full of fruit ears, the agricultural affairs officer of Assam State couldn't believe his eyes, standing in a daze.

It wasn't until Queen Aishemata's voice came that he woke up from his daze.

"Subjects of the United Kingdom, what are you waiting for?"

The gentle yet majestic voice came from the ridge, like a gentle but powerful wind, brushing over everyone's heads.

Everyone looked up and saw that the "King of the Chosen" Aishemata had already held a sickle and stood in the field, standing with them.

"The miracle bestowed upon us by the Demon King has already manifested! But He also warned us that eternal protection is eternal curse, and we cannot count on His power and mercy to solve all troubles every time!"

"If you want to achieve true prosperity, you don't just need to be pious, but also need us to create with our hands!"

"Now—the moment of harvest has arrived! Pick up the sickles in your hands, and let that golden yellow fill our granaries! For ourselves!"

The lizardmen in the field raised their heads one after another, looking at their honorable King of the Chosen, the pious light flashing in their amber pupils.

"Yes, Mother Hamaka!"

"Long live Lord Demon King!"

"Praise Lord Demon King!"

The voices rose and fell, gathering into a fanatical roar that shook the sky.

Looking at the cheers and pious prayers that filled the mountains and plains, Aishemata only felt her heart surging, unable to calm down for a long time.

What shocked her was not just the golden yellow swaying in the field, but also those faces looking up in the same direction.

She had never imagined that the lizardmen of the Armored Dragon clan would be like the lizardmen of the Sand Tian Geng clan, shouting her name and uniting around her in the same name.

The golden-green pupils trembled slightly, and she subconsciously looked at the majestic figure standing not far away, a look of reverence flowing out of her eyes involuntarily.

Is this the power of Lord Demon King?

It's simply unfathomable...

In just two weeks, the 200,000 mu of desolation climbed with green and plated with golden yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, finally turning into boundless hope.

Tens of thousands of lizardmen witnessed this incredible scene together.

There were elderly lizardmen sitting on the edge of the ridge, tears filling their eyes, their hands trembling and stretching toward the sky, reciting the name that brought them miracles. There were young warriors kneeling on one knee, pressing their foreheads close to the ground, piously praising the name of Lord Demon King; there were also mothers holding their children tightly, guiding them to look at the incredible scene before them, planting the seeds of faith deep in the hearts of the next generation.

At this moment, the miracle was concretized!

All doubts and confusion turned into firm belief!

Under the leadership of the King of the Chosen, they carried sickles and baskets, entered the field, and harvested one cart of corn after another.

However, even though their movements were fast enough and their strength far exceeded that of the Empire's old farmers, they still couldn't catch up with the speed of the cornfield's expansion.

It's a pity that Beifeng City has too little arable land, and most of the planting areas are located in the greenhouse of Beifeng Mountain, and players haven't made seeders and combine harvesters yet.

But then again.

If they really made it and replaced the lizardmen in the field with machines, the power of the miracle might not be so amazing.

In short, this is probably the first time on this land that the speed of harvesting crops has been exceeded by the speed of crop growth...

It is not just the lizardmen of the Jiana Continent who felt the grace of Lord Demon King, but also the dark elf mages from the Great Graveyard.

The sweat they paid in these days is no less than those lizardman laborers who were busy breaking corn ears, and their mouths for chanting spells almost never stopped.

In order to ensure endurance, the small blue bottles for replenishing magic power were almost poured into their mouths one after another, so that many dark elf boys and girls with poor physical fitness had nosebleeds.

From the perspective of physical fitness, they are stronger than the humans of the Aosi Continent, but they can't stand the "veterinary medicine" of Hell.

But it is precisely because of this that their mental power, physical fitness, and proficiency in spellcasting have improved a lot.

Or to use the terminology of players, they have all leveled up.

And as a reward for these loyal dark elves, Luo Yan did not hesitate to share the joy of harvest with them...

The suburbs outside Assam City, the military camp leaning against the Holy Lake, the door curtain of a large tent was tightly closed.

Feeling that warm power pouring into the depths of the soul and filling the whole body, Helen showed a pleasant expression.

As those tightly closed eyes opened, a sharp light mixed with surprise and astonishment shot out from her emerald green eyes.

Feeling that unprecedented power, Helen knelt on the ground excitedly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for bestowing power upon me."

Luo Yan nodded slightly and said in a gentle tone,

"Please get up, this is the reward you deserve."

He still remembers when he first met Helen, the soul level of this dark elf girl was Bai Yin, and her strength was the peak of the Steel level, the same as her sister Sherry.

Not long after the decisive battle with the treacherous fog, her strength broke through to the Bai Yin level, but limited by the shackles of the soul level, she basically stayed there and didn't move.

Now, with the promotion of the soul level, she finally reached the rank not inferior to her father, Tail · Moon Blade—becoming the second Gold-level powerhouse of the Gray Wind tribe!

Gratifying.

In fact, it is not just Helen who has been promoted—

Every elf in the dark elf mage group has had their soul improved in Hearing You You's blessing, some from Bronze to Steel, some from Steel to Bai Yin.

This is not only a commendation for their participation in this operation, but also an affirmation of their loyalty and diligence all along.

After all, the risk of accompanying players to do experiments is not small. In his impression, several dark elf mages were sent to rescue because of carbon monoxide poisoning and hypoxia, and there were more that he didn't know.

Although this promotion paid a large amount of faith power, Luo Yan did not overdraw the influence share because of this—after all, in this process of positive interaction with believers, he himself actually benefited a lot.

As his image in the minds of lizardmen became taller and taller, the faith power gathered on him became more and more condensed!

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Divinity: Luo Yan

Legend Factor: Demon King of Lei Ming County, Flame King of the South of Wan Ren Mountains, Prince Kelin from a distant continent, civilian councilor born in the Demon God Temple, Holy King of the Jiana Continent...

Influence Share: 0.02% (↑0.01%)

Overdraft Quota: 0%

Domination Efficiency: 100%

Myth Seed (Demigod): 0

Legend Seed (Grandmaster): 0

Amethyst Seed (Amethyst): 0

Diamond Seed (Diamond): 1

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"The influence share has actually doubled directly. It seems that the spiritual world of these lizardmen still has great development potential."

Gutafu's brand on their spiritual world is too deep. The influence of thousands of years is not a joke, and it is not something that can be moved away overnight.

However, Luo Yan is already very satisfied. He has one more Diamond-level quota in his hand, or he can save up to synthesize an Amethyst-level one.

After finishing the work, Helen left the tent.

Looking at the dark elf who was rosy and radiant, Aishemata showed an obvious jealous expression.

In this matter, Sara was more open-minded, and there was no change in her expression.

Although she didn't see it, she knew very well what happened inside—Lord Demon King just upgraded the soul of that dark elf.

Her sensitive nose had told her the whole process.

However, unlike the calm Sara, Tafu, who was lying in her arms, was not so smart, and her cunning dragon face was full of mischievous smiles.

Looking at Luo Yan who came out of the tent, she hee-hee-hee-ed,

"Did you do it—ouch, why are you hitting me?"

Looking at the little dragon cub holding her head and protesting, Luo Yan said expressionlessly,

"Learn something good at a young age."

Don't be like a ghost, peeping at the screen on the forum all day and learning dirty words.

But then again, this guy doesn't seem to be able to go to the "Disaster OL" forum.

Hearing Luo Yan's complaint, Tafu stared, and the two eye bubbles popped like copper bells.

"Nonsense! Human, do you know how old this master is?"

Luo Yan: "...... Just full moon?"

Dissatisfied with the master's answer, Tafu chattered,

"Fart! I've lived for nearly 500 years! When I was dominating the world, you were still a cell! Bah! Your atoms were still soaking in the Vast Ocean!"

Luo Yan laughed.

"But that was a past life."

He still felt strange when he said this. Why is this guy still mentally immature like a kid after living for 500 years?

Shouldn't be.

Could it be that she has been doing problems for five hundred years?

"I've always wanted to ask you before, how did you spend the 500 years you experienced in your past life?"

"This, usually sleeping in a hibernation pod, occasionally when I need to issue orders, my believers will wake me up."

Tafu's eyeballs rolled around, suddenly laughing slyly, using the small chicken wings on her back to make a waving motion, her eyes looking like she was looking at monkeys in the zoo.

"Giggle, just now... you wouldn't be shy, would you? Oh, what's so embarrassing, what hasn't this master seen? Whether it's people and people, or people and lizardmen, or stacking a slime on top, you lecherous guys are amazing... Cough! In short, I understand, after all, you are primitive creatures that are in heat all year round, and as a higher creature, I can understand!"

Got it.

It turns out it's repressed showing off.

Luo Yan looked at her with caring eyes and said,

"Don't worry, you will have spring in the future."

What surprised Luo Yan was that this was originally a blessing tone, but Tafu was furious when she heard it, and her wings slapped and said,

"Absurd! Rude person! Do you think I am you beasts? Will hug another creature and bite each other?! Isn't it disgusting? Absolutely impossible!"

Luo Yan looked at her who was super excited in surprise, but relaxed in an instant.

Speaking of which, the Zeta Empire seems to be a super-materialist interstellar empire that takes the route of universal castration, artificial incubation bases, controllable gene editing, disintegration of all non-productive social relations, and intensive upbringing.

That is to say, this guy has watched monkeys mating for more than 500 years, and hasn't tried it once herself?

No wonder she is so repressed.

Seeing Luo Yan looking at her with disrespectful eyes, Tafu glared back without showing weakness, and exhaled heat from her teeth.

However, she gradually noticed that the slightly raised corners of the human's mouth did not reveal a mocking meaning—

But pity.

"What are you laughing at! I, I, I will eat you!!!"

A mere prehistoric creature dared to mock a great citizen of the Zeta Empire. Tafu, who was furious, cursed in the language of the Zeta Empire.

Sara didn't understand what she was saying, just felt that her emotions seemed very excited, so she cast a help-seeking look at Luo Yan—

'Do you want me to beat her up?'

'No need for that.'

Answering Sara's eye inquiry with his eyes, Luo Yan, who was originally polite and restrained, simply stopped acting, looked at Tafu and smiled faintly,

"I'm laughing—that's hard to say. The brain is often dominated by hormones, and people who have not undergone desensitization training have almost no resistance to this hormone. And I heard that the heat period of dragons... well, forget it, wait for you to feel it yourself in the future."

Hope this little ghost doesn't become a love brain in the future.

Nowadays, dragons, whether male or female, are rarer than giant pandas. If it really doesn't work, he can only "castrate" this guy.

Tafu suddenly shivered for no reason, feeling a chill crawl up her back, but didn't know where the chill came from, and a quail egg that couldn't hold on fell into Sara's arms.

Sara's eyes lit up and accepted it with a smile.

Recycling Tafu's eggs has become her daily pleasure. After all, as long as Lord Demon King eats dragon eggs, his body will exude a good smell.

"Lord Demon King..."

Seeing that the giant dragon cub finally stopped making a sound, Aishemata, who found a chance to interrupt, immediately stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and put her right fist on her chest. "Thanks to the miracle you bestowed upon my subjects, our granary is now full of corn. Currently, we are organizing laborers to thresh and dry the corn. It is expected that after this work is completed, there will be 100,000 to 150,000 tons of grain... May I ask how you plan to dispose of this grain?"

For these days, the chieftains of various states have been chasing her to ask about this matter, and the elders of the Sand Tian Geng State are also implicitly hinting at her to help their clansmen fight for more benefits. For a time, she was also overwhelmed by these troublesome things.

Even if they had united for a while because of common suffering, the most difficult period had passed, and who would think that the grain in their granary was too much?

When the Sand Tian Geng tribe helped the migrating Armored Dragon clan, the powerful families in the tribe took out a lot of grain to sponsor Aishemata. This was not because they were kind, but because they saw that their clan mother had the potential to compete for the "King of the Chosen" of the new kingdom.

Now that she has been elected, they naturally have reason to ask her to pay the bill.

And those small tribes that are facing the risk of starvation naturally have reason to count on her. After all, their ability to resist risks is lower, and they should get more reasonably.

As for whether they will distribute the grain they get to the subjects, it depends on the moral level of each tribe.

Unfortunately.

This thing is also linked to the degree of development. In theory, the only ones who can really distribute the grain are the Assam State.

The corn that has been threshed, baked, and dried is currently stored in the granary of Assam City, and no one dares to move without the Demon King's order.

Including Aishemata herself.

She knew very well that choosing either side had huge problems, and she could only seek help from the Demon King for the time being.

Seeing the trouble and worry behind her eyes, Luo Yan thought for a moment and said,

"You don't have to worry about this matter, I will let the acolytes and believers under my command send the grain to the subjects who need it."

Actually, if he didn't act like a human, Luo Yan could also sell this grain to the Empire, which was not so anxious.

Anyway, the miracle had already been shown to the lizardmen. Even if the grain was not really given to them, they would only think that the grain was rotten in the chieftain's house. It is better to use this bait to fish General Hamilton and let the Imperial lads build the port more vigorously.

There are too many historical materials to prove that hungry believers are far more pious than full believers. Letting believers be too full is the end of the Machine God.

Moreover, the subjects of Gutafu have been tossed by Gutafu, and their ability to digest tree bark is far beyond humans, and it is not certain how many will starve to death.

However, Luo Yan from Hell ultimately has some bottom lines. After all, abiding by contracts is a tradition of demons since ancient times.

He will instruct the Death Priest he appointed to distribute the grain to the acolytes of each tribe through the temple, and through these "faith workers" who go deep into the grassroots, directly send the cooked corn porridge to the lizardmen who need relief, and mobilize these lizardmen who received relief to learn the Great Graveyard's planting technology to open up wasteland.

This should be able to help them get through the difficulties.

Hearing this, Aishemata breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the pressure on her shoulders lighten a lot.

When she was a tribal clan mother before, she had never experienced the feeling of being caught between the clansmen and the royal court, but now she has deeply experienced what is called the impossible triangle of the interests of the center, the locality, and the subjects.

If the temple is willing to intervene in this matter, it is naturally the best result for her who is currently standing unsteadily. After all, the Great Graveyard temple currently has no connection with local interests, and no one dares to disobey the supreme Demon King now.

Luo Yan paused and continued,

"How do you usually deal with the corn cobs after threshing?"

Aishemata was stunned for a moment, and didn't answer for a while.

"This... we are also planting for the first time, does that thing have any special use?"

Luo Yan nodded.

"The use is quite big. Grinding it can feed cattle, or other ruminants, and fermentation can also feed pigs. I remember you have quite a lot of livestock. If those livestock can digest the ferns in the desert, corn cobs should be no problem. I don't know, but you can pay attention... If this thing can be done, I think 100,000 tons of feed should be able to help you calm down some discordant voices in the tribe. You don't need to please them, but don't let them feel at a loss. Their contribution is in my eyes."

Aishemata's eyes gradually brightened. She didn't expect that Lord Demon King had even thought of this, and didn't expect that this adult would think for herself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"

Luo Yan nodded.

"This matter is decided, go and do it."

"Yes!"

Like Helen, the satisfied Aishemata also left the Demon King radiant, so that when she left the military camp, the dark elves resting by the campfire looked at her twice in surprise, feeling incredible.

They can understand Miss Helen, after all, there have always been many humans interested in dark elves, and it is rumored that the Gray Wind tribe also benefited from this, but how can even lizardmen...

This is not right, is it?

Several dark elf mages exchanged glances, whispered, and the eyes watching Aishemata leave flickered with ambiguous light.

Although the Demon King is unfathomable, there have never been few gossips about him in the Great Graveyard, but they don't often appear in his ears.

As for why it became like this.

That has to start with a certain little demon who speaks without covering his mouth...

Dinner time.

Sara squatted by the campfire to heat the pot and knocked all the dragon eggs she had saved into it.

This is the cooking method instructed by Lord Demon King. Before putting it down, fry the eggs first, then rinse with hot water, so the whole pot of soup will turn milky white and full of rich fragrance.

However—

Chicken eggs are indeed like this, but this obviously does not apply to dragon eggs.

Looking at the magic light suddenly blooming in the pot, Sara was startled.

"Wow ah ah..."

She hurriedly poured boiling water into it, and as a result, there was a sizzling sound, the soup turned milky white, but the smell emitted was a pungent stench.

Why is it so smelly?

The furry ears drooped on the top of her head, and Sara's face showed a frustrated expression.

After a battle between heaven and man, she finally couldn't bear to throw away the dragon eggs in the pot, so she quietly picked the half-cooked eggs into the bowl, poured the soup into a small ditch near a tent, and then hurriedly slipped to the well to wash the pot.

Passing by Sara who slipped away sneakily, Helen looked at her strangely, always feeling that this guard lady was not the same as usual.

However, that was Lord Demon King's confidant after all, so she didn't think much, lifted the door curtain and returned to the tent, sat cross-legged on the sleeping bag, and started meditation.

She has just broken through to the Gold level, and it is the time to seize the time to struggle.

And she was surprised to find that she was different from usual, the efficiency of condensing elemental power seemed to be higher... but her attention became difficult to concentrate.

Is it because of the excitement of promotion?

Realizing this, Helen immediately collected her mind, and in order to concentrate, she also slapped her face hard.

Hmm?

Why is it a bit hot?

Forget it... whatever.

Luo Yan, who was flipping through magic books in the tent at this moment, knew nothing about what happened outside. At this moment, he was busy cramming Diamond-level magic theory and spells.

Tafu, who was squatting on his shoulder watching the fun, couldn't help but yawn, and suddenly popped out a sentence coldly.

"I didn't expect you to know so many cold facts."

Luo Yan, who was flipping through the book, ignored her.

"......"

Seeing that Luo Yan didn't pay attention to her, Tafu felt bored, and muttered again.

"However, those guys are really stupid enough. They have planted corn for so long, and they don't even know that corn cobs can feed livestock."

Hearing this question was too stupid, Luo Yan didn't want to answer, but considering that this guy is his future mount after all, he can't take it out to lose face, so he said,

"The one who planted corn is the Armored Dragon clan. Ze'er of the Assam State may not know, but just deliberately didn't mention this matter."

There is one more sentence he didn't mention—

Didn't you tell them either?

Tafu's eyeballs rolled, and she suddenly laughed slyly.

"Giggle... they hid it from you? It seems my children are not so pious to you either."

I don't know if it's because of too many blows, or because of awakening strange attributes, this guy seems to be addicted to provocation.

It's just that these provocative means are too low-level, probably at the level of a small demon, maybe slightly lower than Mixi.

Not to mention that she is full of points for breaking defense, so that Luo Yan is too lazy to watch her play and roll around.

"People have selfishness, and gods are the product of human selfishness... including the supernatural power bestowed by gods... I am more surprised that you don't even know this."

Tafu's expression stiffened, she laughed dryly, and puffed out her dragon chest and said,

"I... who told you I don't know! I know how greedy these guys are, and they are lazy if I don't pay attention. If it weren't for their lack of effort, where would there be any Hell Empire? Long, long ago, they would have been beaten down by this master! Little, kid! Do you know what civilization gap is? I have many means that I haven't used yet!"

Is it?

You didn't say that in your diary.

Luo Yan smiled faintly and didn't care about this guy.

I think she was just a leek of the Zeta Empire when she was in the Zeta Empire, and it would become like this if a leek suddenly sat at the table and played chess.

This is really not the lizardmen's fault.

Without being tossed to extinction, their vitality is already very tenacious, otherwise he would not be so sympathetic to these guys.

At this time, the door curtain of the tent was lifted, and seeing the poop scooper who brought the noodles back, Tafu closed her mouth instantly.

Unless she can't control it, she almost never rebels against Luo Yan in front of Sara. After all, Luo Yan doesn't care about her, but this cat ear is very protective of the master.

And that fat spider!

Every time she looked at her, she felt her scales numb.

"Lord Demon King... the noodles are ready, according to your method." Sara buried her head, her cheeks flushed and whispered.

"Well, thank you."

Luo Yan took a bite of the noodles, and his brow furrowed slightly.

Sara, who was secretly observing his expression, hurriedly asked,

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing..."

Have you been eating too heavily recently?

Always feel the taste is a bit light, and the "aura" is also very thin.

Is it a problem with the cooking method?

Next time, don't fry eggs, just boil them.

Seeing that Luo Yan had something to say, Sara, who was waiting on the side, hurriedly changed the subject and took the initiative to say,

"Lord Demon King, where... are we going next?"

Luo Yan was stunned for a moment, thought for a moment and said,

"Go back to Deadwood Port, it's been two weeks, it's time to give General Hamilton an explanation."

This guy still trusts him very much.

When he passed by the Wind Roar tribe, he specifically instructed the wind lizards there to pay attention to the airspace, and must not let a single Griffin Knight cross the

Perhaps out of concern for his own safety while on a diplomatic mission, or perhaps truly bluffed by the strength of the Gutav United Kingdom, this guy really did not send flying units to infiltrate the deep areas of the Janna Continent.

After finishing at Deadwood Port, he plans to return to the Campbell Principality. Although his return is just a matter of an instant, it is still necessary to get off the boat at the port.

And before that, he has to send away Hamilton, who is hanging around the port for free food and drink.

At the same time, in the tent not far away, Helen, who was meditating, had a red face.

Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and her lips were trembling slightly.

The elemental power condensing around her became more and more surging, even almost exceeding the limit she could control, yet her mental power could not be concentrated no matter what, and a handsome and majestic face always appeared in her mind unconsciously.

This... what is going on?!

On the verge of going into demonic possession, she finally gave up meditation, plunged into her sleeping bag, and wrapped her flushed face and head full of improper thoughts with a pillow.

Time flowed quietly like a stream under the moonlight.

Tonight was exceptionally long.