Dragon God, immortal

Well, the kind of bull-headed demon that stands on two legs and holds a battle axe in its hand, and is only male... tastes very good...

"In fact, the inheritance I obtained can enhance magic power by absorbing souls..." Yan Yi said while suppressing his smile, "It seems to be the magic of a prehistoric warrior... That magic gave me courage and fighting power, so I dared to take the initiative to hunt down the little devil..."

"Eh, is it the common magic that increases your strength by killing enemies?" Shushan nodded. This really did feel like a prehistoric protagonist.

"Ah, yes..." Yan Yi nodded in confusion.

Could it be that this kind of magic is very common in this era?

This shouldn't be the case. Isn't magic like soul-devouring taboo? How can it be so common? Has God stopped caring about this? This isn't right... How long have I slept...

"I roughly understand. Don't worry, this is a very useful ability. I will let you work in the position that suits you best!" Shushan said after thinking for a moment. Since there is such magic, he must let it make good use of it.

Yan Yi was overjoyed when he heard this... He had originally just wanted to learn some basics to lay the groundwork for future actions. Since he had infiltrated the cat-people society, it would be impossible for him to hunt down a large number of cat-people... However, if he could become a cat-people warrior leader or something like that...

It feels so good to be able to devour souls openly!

The battlefield is a good place to harvest souls!

As long as enough souls are harvested...

Hehehe...

Even if you really are a dragon god, so what? How could I, a great devil, be afraid of you?

"But before that, I would like to ask you about the inheritance you have obtained, which is about the soul, magic, and the prehistoric era you mentioned." Shushan glanced at Yan Yi who was pretending to be calm.

After the conversation.

End projection.

Consciousness returns to the body.

Shushan yawned loudly, breathing in the magic in the air.

So that's what the soul is all about. At first glance, it sounds simpler than I imagined, but when I think about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be the case. It still needs to be tested in practice.

"The blue-gray cat-man has either traveled through time or been possessed by another spirit...haha, really interesting." Shushan shook his head and judged.

At least he had read some novels in his previous life.

They have a strong acceptance of strange things.

After many attempts, Shushan finally confirmed that Lan Hui had become a different person. As for what had inherited Lan Hui's identity...it was hard to say.

It smells like the devil.

But it's pitifully weak.

"So the strange thing in the volcano is him? A demon from ancient times?" Shushan scratched the dragon horn in confusion, and the emerald green leaves rustled.

As of now, the demon has endangered Foothill Village and has indeed caused casualties there. Now, it has brazenly sneaked into Foothill Village.

His purpose was obvious. In many records, demons were spiritual creatures that craved souls, so he killed people naturally for their souls.

This behavior, like the cat people slaughtering cattle and sheep for cooking, is an instinctive physiological need... Therefore, demons and ordinary creatures are naturally in opposition.

What exactly is the soul?

Well, I don’t know.

According to the description of the blue-gray cat people, the soul is hidden inside the brain and spine, and can be found or even absorbed by using specific magical probes.

Shushan guessed that the soul was probably hidden in some special neural tissue. Under the influence of magic, this organic tissue gave birth to some organs that could interfere with magic.

This reminded him of the few scattered points of light after Jin Ju passed away. Those should be the fragments of the soul. There was no so-called consciousness. They were just some decomposed and dissipated magic-like things...

Shushan blinked, then sighed... This might be knowledge of anatomy. He didn't understand it at all. The most he could do was to make a bold guess and verify it carefully.

According to the understanding of modern knowledge in previous lives, human thinking is the electrical signals generated by the synapses of interconnected neuron cells, and is a materialistic existence.

The so-called memory is nothing more than the information recorded by neurons extending their tentacles and connecting with other neurons to form nodes. It is an existence that can be analyzed.

What about in this world?

Magic is such a subjective thing.

Can it be explained using materialistic thinking?

"I still understand too little about this world, and there is no relevant information about the Dragon God's inheritance. Sigh..." Shushan Long's brain was overloaded, and he sighed helplessly.

The more you understand, the more you don’t understand; the more you don’t understand, the more you realize your ignorance; the more you realize your ignorance, the more you realize how little you know…

So, the more you know, the less you understand…

. . . . . .

A Brief History of the Cold Plateau:

Some people say that meat slaughtered on an assembly line has no soul... Yes, it does.

. . . . . .

In the following period, the plateau will develop stably and orderly. Although it still needs to supply materials from the islands, the basic materials needed each year are gradually decreasing.

This shows that the plateau is almost self-sufficient.

It's good news indeed.

On the archipelago side, as the cultivated land area of ​​Palm Ball Island gradually expanded and the first generation Dragon God traveled regularly between the various islands, the scale of corn and alfalfa cultivation on Tegen Ball Island where Shushan lived gradually decreased.

What do you plant on the vacant farmland? Well, you plant spices! Tegenkyu Island has a distinct tropical climate, with high temperature and high humidity, which is more suitable for growing spices than other islands!

Among them, the largest planting is pepper, a perennial vine. After years of development, pepper has finally begun to bloom and produce seeds! It can be supplied to the island!

Nowadays, a handful of pepper is worth the same as a piece of magic hair crystal. Both are renewable consumables and have gradually become equivalent items of exchange on the Palm Ball Island. Well, the archipelago of barter now has the rudiments of currency.

This made Shushan very worried.

Money is a bastard.

How many people sell themselves for money, turning themselves into commodities in the market, living just for the sake of living.

Therefore, Shushan had to use his brain to set some rules for the archipelago. As the highest military force and power unit in the entire society, Shushan Yitiaolong was a law enforcement agency.

"After converting the materials into equivalent exchange items, the wages of the workers should be set by me, but in practice, there should be lower-level agents to monitor and make reasonable adjustments." Shushan thought so...

Moreover, the production of equivalent exchange items should be firmly in his hands. Well, this thing is probably the so-called right to issue currency...

Considering that pepper will be consumed sooner or later, and the magic crystals need to be recovered and replenished, this kind of production cannot be too slow, otherwise it will affect social production capacity...

Well, the recyclable magic crystals are indeed a good currency...

"Then it's related to lending. Ah, it's over. Why didn't I know more about these things in my previous life!" Shushan rubbed his head. The archipelago has developed to a point that he can no longer control.

But the current situation is not bad.

He controls the highest military force in the archipelago.

It also controls the production of 'pepper'.

A firm grasp of these two things can ensure that the cat man develops in the direction he wants.

It was after thinking about all this that Shushan confirmed that he could not command the cat people by himself alone, but had to select representatives from among the cat people who could implement the correct policies for him.

In the final analysis, Shushan just wants to reduce the private ownership of the soil and make the public ownership of distribution according to work a reality... And who can be asked for this kind of thing? Black pine? Or curly birch?

"They are indeed good candidates, but they are not enough. There are too few cat people who can be used. There are more than 2,000 cat people now. They are already busy enough. We need to find new and reliable talents."

Shushan sighed again, and the wild vines entwined around his dragon horns, withered yellow leaves falling with a sigh...

Am I a good ruler?

Am I capable of fulfilling God's duties?

Shushan examined himself in this way more than once, but no one could give him an answer. Being a dragon god, he must be lonely.

No, not completely alone... His Guangre is also a dragon god, but the current Guangre is obviously unable to help, okay? He is less than ten years old... Oh, he should be almost ten years old this year, right?

"Ahhh..." Shushan rolled over in self-abandonment, "I still have to prepare for my sister's tenth anniversary birthday party. Oh my god, this life is so hard! Who can share my worries? It doesn't matter who it is!"

. . . . . .

Yanxi is a killer.

Yanli has no feelings.

With a single blow of his knife, a life was lost. The blood stained his apron red, and the oil stains on the knife were unusually bright...

After wiping off the reflection from the knife, he looked into the mirror and saw his emotionless eyes. Complex emotions surged in his chest. He felt like something was about to explode...

"Thank you for your hard work. This is the last one!" Snow Leopard Susu bowed slightly to Yanli, "Please send the cut hide to my big house. As for the rest of the meat and bones... well, my brother will come over to arrange it later!"

"Yeah." Yanli squatted aside with an expressionless face.

This is truly a work of harvesting lives and souls.

But he is not an executioner on the battlefield.

But the butcher in the slaughterhouse.

Butcher! Butcher! The butcher who wears an apron and walks around facing flesh and blood all day long! !

Do you know how I have been through these years? Master Shushan has done everything he promised! But why does Ma Leng'er feel so wrong? !

Yan Yi thought of the catmen who died at the hands of the little devil. They were several strong male catmen... If only they hadn't died at that time! All their work fell on me! I'm exhausted!

Demons don't believe in retribution. The strong prey on the weak. You are my food, so it is natural for me to eat you. But now...

"I understand." Yan Yi took a deep breath and silently dissected the beef ribs and beef shoulder in front of him, "I was wrong!"

During this period, bits of soul fragments flew out and fell into the mouth of a fire lizard in mid-air.

Yanli transformed into a butcher, doing the dirtiest work for the cat people without any regrets...

No, it's not that I don't have any resentment at all, I just don't dare to lose my temper with Shushan...

He was completely certain that Shushan and Guangre controlled the power of nature's will and were true gods! He was completely in their hands!

As if he was atonement for his past actions, he was forced to do forced labor and would never be able to escape from Shushan's Five Finger Mountain in his lifetime!

"I...have nothing..."

Yanli looked up at the sky and sighed sadly.

As soon as Shushan projected his image over, he opened his eyes and saw Yanyi looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighing, so he frowned.

This guy……

What a sharp look!

Chapter 50: The fallen demon king reincarnates into the high priest of the Dragon God?

"Master Shushan." Yanli took off his apron and sat on the table, with his right foot on the chair below and a piece of beef jerky in his mouth, "You are here."

“Ah, um, yes…” Shushan looked left and right, and he felt that he couldn’t understand this guy. Could it be that he was not satisfied with the job he had arranged for him?

No, this doesn't look like an unhappy expression. Yanli's expression probably looks like...

Three points of helplessness and two points of regret;

A trace of bitterness is tied to a bit of grievance;

Two points of relief only add three points of confusion;

On his sturdy body and weathered face, there are two sharp eyeballs;

The demeanor of the man holding the beef jerky in his mouth is quite similar to that of an old gangster boss who chews on a cigar when facing the cops.

This was the most emotional expression Shushan had ever seen. There were so many and so complex things expressed in the other party's expression that after translation, the amount of information was enormous!

"I... originally wanted to keep a low profile and get along with you guys, but what I got in return was endless alienation..." Yan Yi chewed some beef jerky, then looked up at Shushan, "I won't pretend anymore. I'm the Demon King and I'm going to show my cards!!"

"Oh." Shushan nodded.

After looking around for a while.

Shushan thought for a moment and asked:

"Have you handled the internal organs properly? I remember that many female cat people don't like the smell of internal organs. Although it's not as good as meat and bones, those are still big pieces of meat."

When asked about his professional skills, Yan Yi raised his head and said, "Of course. The lungs, liver, and kidneys were all washed in running cold water for a few days. The intestines and tripe were also scrubbed with salt for several rounds. Even the large intestine was so clean that you could lick it... Well, after chopping the internal organs into pieces, add pepper and salt and stuff them into the tripe and intestines. Boiling them directly in water will not taste good. It is recommended to bake them directly over low heat. However, after air-drying, the flavor will be different..."

"That's good, that's good. Thank you for your hard work during this period. If you don't have enough pepper, you can ask Suju for it. It's really impossible to process the offal without spices..." Shushan nodded with satisfaction, then turned around and prepared to leave.

After hearing what Shushan said, Yanli also carefully calculated the recent pepper consumption and found that it might really be used up before the festival.