"Um--"

Sitting on a black throne covered with golden stripes, Dikao, wearing a black robe, crossed his legs and supported his chin with one hand and fell into deep thought.

The hall is very wide, about 500 square meters.

The sky blue walls connect to the ceiling, and a huge large crystal chandelier inlaid with yellow gems emits a soft glow.

There are eight small crystal chandeliers scattered around them, and the soft light evenly spreads throughout the hall.

A large red carpet with gold edges on both sides came in from the entrance, climbed three steps and then extended all the way to the front of the throne.

Eight black circular pillars embracing each other stood on both sides of the carpet.

There are golden lines on the cylinder that outline various terrifying images of demons, but Dikao has long been used to it.

On either side of the carpet under the steps were Dikao's subordinates.

The nearest one on the left is the personal maid Alisa, and the opposite is the commander of the Ghost Knight, Kalita.

Next to Alisa is the leader of the Necromancer Fax, and the Guardians of the Four Frontiers.

"You said..." Dikao held his chin with a little unsure, "Is it the idea that a devil in a new era should have?"

"My king, the devil king of the old era should think so too!" Alisa smiled, and then added, "The devil king should think so since ancient times!"

"Then you say..." Dikao narrowed his eyes, "How about we work hard in this direction in the future?"

"My King, you are only a first-level life now." Alisa's expressionless face.

"You never pay attention to practice. You enjoy it every day and spend time thinking about all kinds of strange things!" Kalita's expressionless face.

"I don't think you can do it!" Fax, who was wrapped in a black cloak, couldn't see his expression.

"Damn! Why is this boss so powerful now?" Dikao whispered, then raised his head, "Have anyone found a way to practice or improve the life class?"

Alisa: "I don't know!"

Carita: "I don't!"

Fax: "Don't ask me!"

The guardians of the four borders stood still like sculptures.

"I always feel like I am a devil king, but I am a very failed person..." Dikao covered his face with one hand and waved his other hand, "It's all gone, let me think about it myself..."

"I'm leaving!"

Except for Alyssa, everyone else half knelt down and placed their right fist at their heart to salute, then turned and left.

Alisa stood respectfully, waiting for Dikao's next order.

"Oh..." Dikao sighed, "I said I want to rule the world, but the question is how to do it?"

"My king, there are two points." Alisa raised a finger.

“Tell me.”

"The first is to improve the life class and become a higher-level life;" Alisa raised her second finger, "The second is management. Even if she expands her territory now, we don't have enough staff."

"It makes sense..." Dikao nodded.

For this world, Dikao's territory is not large, but for Dikao himself, it is already a bit big.

How big is it? It is probably as big as the two demons in their previous life.

But how many people are there?

There is a five-person maid group, five hundred evil spirit knights, less than one hundred necromancers, guardians from all directions and nearly one thousand subordinates...

However, most of the demon's territory is deserted and there is no place to manage, so it has been here for years.

"It seems that the first thing to bear is to farm..." Dikao touched his head and said to himself.

"Farming?" Alisha asked back, "Will you go to the surrounding human empire to catch some people?"

"I'm not talking about farming, what's the use of catching it?" Dikao waved his hand, "I can't grow anything in this territory... let alone the demons enter the human territory. Once there are too many people killed, the gods will take action."

"Is it enough to just catch and not kill?" said Alyssa.

"I don't believe you can control yourself." Dikao looked contemptuous, "I still remember the lessons from the past..."

"Uh..." Alisa smiled awkwardly.

Once, because Dikao wanted to know many things in the human world, he sent someone to catch a group of people and wanted to have a good chat.

But the demons were after all, and after being discovered, they could have left directly but started killing, which caused the gods to be furious and all died in the human empire, and their ashes were raised.

In this world, humans are generally considered a vulnerable group, but they have advantages that other races cannot compare with.

First of all, the fertility rate is high and the number is large. The number of other races is probably less than one-fifth of the number of humans.

Then there is the ability to receive bloodlines very strongly. The mixed races of one of the eight major races are all mixed races of humans and other races.

Elf people, demon people, dragon people, orcs, etc.... are all mixed-race children with half of human blood.

However, with the blessing of gods, other races dare not easily enter human territory and start killing.

So in this world, even the weakest humans have their own place.

But then again, the most important purpose is indeed to improve the life class, but there is the biggest problem.

This is not a world of immortal cultivation. You can improve by finding a master to learn any skills, nor can you keep practicing magic.

Most of the lives in this world cannot improve the life class throughout their entire lives because this is not a method to learn and does not have replication. It depends more on luck.

There is no such thing as fighting spirit in this world, only magic, but the types vary depending on the profession.

Magic can be roughly divided into two categories, release class and summon class.

People like knights, warriors and the like basically use release magic. Their characteristics are fast speed and can basically be instant, but their attack power is relatively low and their range is very small.

Magicians and others basically use summoning magic. This type of magic has a large range and high damage. However, you need to recite long spells before using them, and you must maintain the rhythm. It cannot be interrupted in the middle, so you cannot be instantly activated.

But magic is not a martial art, and there is no way to improve the level by practicing magic. Moreover, the demons are not the race that is best at playing magic.

Compared with the Wing Clan and the Dragon Clan, a race with very powerful magic, the strength of the demon lies in its physical fitness, that is, its mediocre ability.

But since he came to this world, Dikao has tried many methods in the past thirteen years, such as improving his physical fitness according to the horizontal practice method written in many novels.

After experiencing various trainings such as running and flying with weights, as well as hitting the mountain wall with bare hands, I didn’t feel that I had improved much, so I gave up.

In addition, the food in this world is extremely unpalatable, so Dikao focuses most of his attention on this.

The demons have a strong digestive ability and can eat raw meat, bark, weeds, and even stones... but the taste of those things is really hard to swallow, so Dikao is thinking about how to make better food every day.

After falling in love with Selena, I often get a lot of things from the human empire, so I make more and more foods.

Having said that, it is not possible to get rid of the class in a day or two, and there is no need to worry about this.

Thinking of this, he waved Alisa to retreat, ran to the kitchen to take out a piece of sugar cane and thought about refining the sugar.

Three days later.

Alisa walked into the kitchen and saw a pile of red particles in the porcelain basin in front of Dikao.

This porcelain basin was burned by Dikao more than ten years ago after asking them to find different soil to pinch it out, so the shape is not so regular.

"My King, what is this?" Alisa asked curiously.

"Sugar, but unfortunately, I can't make sugar yet..." Dikao shook his head with regret.

"Sugar?" Alisa's eyes lit up, as if there were little stars, "What a sweet thing in the human empire?"

"Hmm!" Dikao nodded, "Do you want to try it?"

"Thank you, my king!" Alisa couldn't wait to dip some fingers into her mouth, then her eyes suddenly opened, "So sweet!"

"Is it right? It's a pity that it's too small, only about five kilograms..." Dikao was a little regretful.

"I still want to..."

"Save it!" Dikao waved his hand, "It's boring to eat this thing, you can put it in other things as seasoning."

"Um..." Alisa's eyes were staring at the brown sugar in the porcelain basin, flashing.

"I'll tell you!" Dikao tapped her head with his finger, "No stolen food without my permission! Otherwise, you'll beat you up!"

"yes……"

Then Dikao came to the riverside outside the castle, reached in and took out a piece of red-burned iron ingot.

After looking at it, I kneaded it with my hands. The burnt iron ingots were kneaded like plasticine in Dikao's hands, constantly elongating, and then folded and glued together.

After a few round trips, I compacted it with both hands, and then threw it back under the magma and buried it.

"I don't know if this thing is OK..." Dikao said to himself, "I don't know this even if anyone who studies music..."

Dikao didn't know how high the temperature it would take to turn iron into steel and how many times it would be folded. He could only do it according to his own feelings.

"My King!" Calita, the responsible person, walked over, "What are you doing to burn these irons?"

"Gears." Dikao stood up and clapped his hands.

"Last time you said that this thing can increase the power, but I think there is nothing we can do with our own power... We can build the castle ourselves, and we can kill the enemy ourselves..." Carita was puzzled.

"In fact, the main function of this thing is not to amplify power, but to make the power even and to transmit power." Dikao smiled.

"So what can it be used for?" Carita asked.
Chapter completed!