Great, we're doomed now!

"Continue development, but even if a finished product is developed, do not announce it to the public. Treat it as a kind of technological reserve."

Ye Shou stroked his chin: "Once humanity officially begins interstellar migration, people will often have to sleep in hibernation pods for years or even decades. It is very possible that they will experience memory loss or even personality differentiation."

This drug, which can prevent nerve cells from degenerating, will come in handy then.

Horii felt a sudden sense of enlightenment upon hearing this, and nodded to himself in agreement.

Most people focus on the idea of ​​"immortality," but our captain often has a more profound perspective and is always able to come up with some ingenious ideas.

Before long, the scientists were led up by Dr. Dango to meet Ye Shou—after all, besides being the captain of the Victory Team, he was also TPC's biggest financial backer.

Ye Shou handled the situation with practiced ease, shaking hands with each of them and exchanging a few pleasantries. His ability to readily name these scholars' research fields and contributions, despite his status, clearly indicated prior research, which greatly encouraged them.

I originally thought that having worked for Karasuma would be a "blemish" on my record with TPC, and I was a little worried about my treatment, but it seems that I'm still quite popular!

—This casual greeting dispelled all the scientists' unease and also made them feel much more favorably toward Ye Shou.

"Nice to meet you, Dr. Hai... Dr. Miyano."

"Nice to meet you."

The short-haired girl shook hands with Ye Shou with a reserved air: "I look forward to your guidance in the future, Captain Kuze."

【Ding! 】

[Destiny Coins +33 (Professor Agasa, Shinichi Kudo, Ai Haibara, Renya Karasuma...)]

—Hearing the sound of gold coins falling, Ye Shou's smile widened, making Miyano Shiho look suspicious.

Afterwards, Ye Shou left alone, leaving the group of scientists free to do as they pleased. He intended to go to Masaki's place to check on the construction progress of the shark giant, but the PDA in his pocket rang.

He picked it up and was surprised to see that it was Jin Tianjinglong calling... Although he had indeed been given a cell phone, he had never used it before.

"Hey?"

"Meow~"

"...Little Black?"

"Meow~ Meow~ Meow!"

"what?"

Ye Shou listened in bewilderment for a while, his brows gradually furrowing.

"What do you mean by saying you want to go home and visit your family...? Huh? You must give me paid leave and travel allowance?"

Chapter 362: Come on, flash! (4K)

"Let me introduce you. This is Beelzebub, the vice-ruler of the Western Hell."

At Nishikida Shrine, the host, Kuro, sat on a futon. To his left was a green-haired man in a tuxedo with two tentacles on his head, who looked inexplicably displeased.

The man had a raven-beak mask and a sickle beside him. If he were to wear a black robe, he would look exactly like the Grim Reaper from Western legends.

“Beelzebub, I think I’ve heard of him before.”

Jinglong sat casually to the side, stroking his chin as he pondered.

This shrine has received so many young tourists, and even its own story has been adapted into a manga, that it's natural for them to develop an interest in popular culture. They can no longer be regarded as unsophisticated country samurai.

"The demons of hell... are depicted as flies, right?"

"Exactly!"

Beelzebub didn't take it to heart; the term "fly" wasn't a derogatory term to him, but rather a reflection of its nature as the source of disease.

Since ancient times, flies have been associated with corruption and death, and Beelzebub is also known as the "Lord of the Flies," the one who causes all diseases, a very awe-inspiring authority in hell.

—Of course, he was not Beelzebub as recorded in the Old Testament.

In the Western Hell of today, "Beelzebub" is a position equivalent to a prime minister, similar to the assistant to Yama, the King of Hell, in the case of Hozuki (the Black Lantern).

The contemporary Beelzebub comes from the elite class, and compared with Hozuki, who comes from a humble background, their personalities and ways of doing things are very different, which is why they don't get along very well... This can be seen from Beelzebub's expression, which looks like he's eaten shit, no, like he's eaten insecticide.

“I am Beelzebub, the ‘Demon that Causes Disease,’ the ‘King of Dung Hills,’ the ‘Demon Driver.’”

After introducing himself, the green-haired man snorted and said irritably, "Let's skip the pleasantries and get straight to the point. I'm very busy."

Also, why are there living people here?

He stared intently at Ye Shou, while the handsome young man smiled slightly, unmoved.

"He can be considered my owner for the time being." Xiao Hei did not shy away from admitting his current living situation.

To everyone's surprise, Beelzebub's eyes widened in disbelief as he looked back and forth between Ye Shou and Xiao Hei.

"Owner? Yours? This isn't a prank, is it?"

Hozuki, even though you've fallen to this state, surely you don't have to stoop so low as to serve the living? As a fellow second-in-command in Hell, even I feel ashamed."

"This is none of your business."

Xiao Hei's face showed a very human-like expression of displeasure, as if his blood vessels were about to burst, but since the matter was of great importance, he ultimately held back.

"Didn't you also become the guardian spirit of a little devil?"

"Don't confuse me with you. The reason I dressed up as Death and followed that brat was just a coincidence."

Beelzebub spread his hands and explained, "I met 'Shinichi Kudo' while I was on vacation in Hawaii. I found that we got along very well. Coincidentally, I received a mission to come to Japan for research, so I simply possessed his body."

After all, you know how troublesome it is to disguise yourself as a human; it's much easier to just possess someone's body.

"I know you don't like me, and to be honest, I kind of hate you too, but even though we're incompatible... we can deal with that privately later. Let's talk about the changes in Hell now."

“Oh?” Beelzebub looked at Blackie with surprise. “You really are different now… You wouldn’t have been this calm before.”

When they handed over their work to me, they were like a demon, incredibly difficult to deal with.

"I am a demon by nature."

"Ha! You're right~"

Kuro was once an assistant to Hozuki in Hell, a very powerful demon. However, due to unknown reasons, he was reincarnated and became a black cat in the mortal world.

It accepted reality, but it also kept working hard to cultivate itself, hoping to return to hell one day and find out who was framing it.

Unexpectedly, they encountered Beelzebub, an acquaintance from the neighboring hell, before that. They were in opposite directions, but due to some work-related interactions, they were quite familiar with each other.

"What are they exchanging? Does hell have import and export trade like the real world?"

Ye Shou's curiosity was a bit strange, but Xiao Hei and Beelzebub answered him seriously.

"For example, if a Japanese person travels to Europe and dies in an accident in Germany or France, who will receive their soul? To which hell will they belong? What standards will be used in the judgment?"

“That’s right. A few hundred years ago, it was fine. You wouldn’t encounter a case like this for many years. But since the Age of Exploration, there are many souls who die far from home every year… It’s so troublesome.”

"I see~" Ye Shou nodded.

Those black people thrown into the Atlantic Ocean, should they be under the jurisdiction of their homeland or the Americas? They can't be under the jurisdiction of Poseidon, can they?

Ye Shou subconsciously wanted to ask, but since it was unrelated to the important matter, he tried his best to suppress his curiosity.

"Speaking of which, who exactly are you? Hozuki is on the same level as me, after all. It's not something an ordinary person can do to keep such a spirit."

At this point, Beelzebub narrowed his eyes and couldn't help but move closer to Ye Shou: "It really is... I can sense a special aura about you... Are you hiding your true form?"

"This is what I originally looked like, but I've hidden it to keep a low profile."

“I’m not some naive demon—let me go.”

"Ok?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Shou raised an eyebrow, Jing Long looked up at him, and Xiao Hei also looked at Beelzebub meaningfully.

Is there anything inconvenient about it?

"That's not..."

"Hmph, I am the King of Hell. Don't you think it's impolite of you to appear in disguise in front of me?"

Beelzebub proudly raised his chin: "Quickly, let me see!"

"Ah, since you insist, then..."

Ye Shou sighed, closed his eyes to enter meditation, and opened the barrier constructed by his [superpower]. Beelzebub immediately opened his eyes wide—

"Aaaaaaah! My eyes! My eyes!"

The Ghost King immediately burst into tears, covered his eyes tightly, and rolled on the ground.

"It hurts so much! I can't see anything! My eyes, oh my god!"

"..."

The three reacted differently to his appearance, with Hozuki being the most obvious. Although there wasn't much change in his expression on his cat face, his drooping whiskers and fur showed that the big cat was extremely relaxed.

Yes, after all, it was mocked right from the start. With its exceptionally persistent desire for revenge, it's impossible for it not to feel a sense of satisfaction.

"Is this what you call the second-in-command of the EU (European) hell? Just because it's slightly conspicuous, it's so pathetic. If others see this, my reputation will suffer too. How shameful!"

"You, you're all just spouting sarcastic remarks!"

Beelzebub propped himself up on the ground, barely opening his eyes a crack, but no longer daring to stare directly at Ye Shou. He focused his gaze on the cushion beneath the young man, only glancing at the golden figure out of the corner of his eye.

It took him quite a while to gradually adjust his vision—after all, it was a powerful demon, and although he was caught off guard and somewhat disheveled, he was not seriously injured.

"You, cough, may I ask who you are?"

This time, Beelzebub's attitude was much better, even somewhat respectful.

Because after Ye Shou removed the barrier, the brilliant light he revealed gave Beelzebub a sense of oppression, as if he had encountered a natural enemy.

Although it is not exactly the same as the Light of Heaven in his memory, it is definitely superior in terms of attributes and status!

Damn it, could it be some archangel trying to fish?

The EU's Hell and Heaven are not in a hostile relationship as commonly perceived. Demons and angels simply play different roles. They do have conflicts, but these usually follow a set procedure and are far from being a life-or-death struggle.

but!

There are always exceptions; if the other party is deliberately causing trouble, then that's another matter.

If it were the modern-day Gabriel, Beelzebub felt he could still put up a fight, but if it were Michael—

He turned around and left without hesitation!