Chapter 81: Chapter 80 A Bit Tricky

"Remember, when you feel tired, make sure to apply for a rest. During work hours, do not point your tools at other companions, and be careful not to get too close to those working around you."

"Be vigilant about all potential hazards that could collapse or fall. If you encounter a Magic Beast attack, flee immediately and report it. You should only attempt to attack particularly weak monsters."

"Safety above all, understood? Now, go on, go."

Yila said this as he watched the little demons and goblins disperse. He shook his head, unsure of what to say... Cutting and transporting the previously felled trees back to the Demon King Territory, digging out the roots, and then smoothening the ground wasn’t particularly difficult for the little demons and goblins.

But this was a long-term task that would take a lot of time to complete.

*Yila feared that these little demons and goblins would work themselves to death without rest.* *While pure-hearted monsters didn’t require watching for laziness, their physical condition needed close monitoring.*

"Don’t worry,"

"Lord Yila,"

"We will supervise them,"

"closely."

Two little fairies assured him, patting their tiny chests. Yila just smiled helplessly and nodded, indicating his trust in them... But there had been instances where the little fairies had worked until they fainted.

However, for the Demon King Territory, it wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

And for Yila, it wasn’t either. *He did indeed care about the life and death of slaves more than a regular Imperial citizen, but this had nothing to do with the serfs themselves; he simply detested the slave trade.*

*Especially foreign slaves.*

*Everything was a step; everything came with a price; everything could be sacrificed; everything could be chosen and discarded, all in the hope of realizing Yila’s vision for the future.*

*A perpetual kingdom where everyone could live and work in peace, resembling the world he once knew.*

"White Ball Trees seem quite common."

Yila, while documenting the distribution of White Ball Trees in the forest, talked to himself. Although he wasn’t sure if White Ball Wine would become popular, it wouldn’t be a total bust... and the labor costs aren’t high either.

Of course, this was under the condition of complete mass production.

Currently, they still needed to train monkeys to brew wine... that was a labor cost; to facilitate brewing, they might need to plant White Ball Trees together, which was another labor cost. They might also need Vera’s Magic to support this to ensure survival rates after relocating the trees.

There weren’t any logging camps in the Demon King Territory, as it was near a forest. Unless development proceeded at a breakneck pace, regular logging sufficed for day-to-day and wintertime needs. But the Demon King Territory had started accelerating its development.

Everything was changing rapidly.

Outhouses had evolved into more structured bathrooms, and as food became more abundant, the number of goblins and other small monsters was increasing.

The demon worms also multiplied, nourished by the blood and flesh of gorgons, monkeys, and fish in the Demon Pool, producing plump demon worms.

Demon worms were quite disgusting.

And now, timber was gradually depleting. This, too, was one of the reasons for the morning’s expedition. White Ball Trees appeared to have a short growth cycle and decent wood quality, making them suitable for both fruit and building materials.

Once planted, White Ball Fruits would grow into new White Ball Trees in five to six years and start bearing fruit. After twenty or thirty years, they would reach the end of their lifespan; cutting them for timber at that point would be appropriate.

This was a long time. They had recently undertaken a massive logging operation, so timber wouldn’t be scarce for a while, but if it ran short again, more logging or accelerating the construction of the forest farm with Vera’s help might be necessary.

However, Vera’s Magic Power was quite limited.

The Demon King Territory was still short on magicians proficient in construction Magic.

In pondering where to recruit a Mage, Yila almost disregarded the idea of poaching from the Empire... Even with his reputation among the civilians, declaring his betrayal of the Empire might make the Yila Faction rush over to him.

But there was no need for that; there was no need to use such unconventional methods for recruitment.

If severely lacking talent, Yila would simply have Isabella send one over. The other side wouldn’t intentionally refuse Yila... their relationship was that peculiar.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak~"

Hmm~ are there monkeys here too? Let’s call them White Ball Monkeys... if their food is White Ball Fruit, there should be more White Ball Trees nearby.

Ah, found them.

Yila scribbled notes on the parchment, channeling Mana from the Satan Ye into the quill in his hand, recording the location of this patch of White Ball Trees without ever looking at the vigilant White Ball Monkeys.

It seemed the monkeys didn’t consider Yila a threat, slowly approaching him out of curiosity and observing his writing.

"Squeak, squeak, squeak?"

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

The White Ball Monkeys, seeing Yila completely ignoring them, started making bizarre gestures... some dancing, others scratching their bottoms.

*Perhaps this was what they called "showing off when people are around"...*

"..."

"Yes, hello,"

Yila greeted the White Ball Monkeys that didn’t understand the Universal Language. He walked a few steps to a well-lit spot and continued recording the location data.

*Even though he had once witnessed a massacre of White Ball Monkeys, it didn’t prevent him from now treating them gently. After all, they were useful.*

*Things with utility and things without should naturally be treated differently.*

*As long as they... didn’t interfere with Yila’s "path."*

"..."

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!!"

Yila looked at his empty hand, then at the White Ball Monkey that had stolen his quill. He wasn’t angry, just helplessly extending his hand and asking, "May I have it back?"

"Squeak, squeak!"

"Squeak, squeak~"

"Squeak~~"

The White Ball Monkeys quickly passed around the quill, their laughter sounding nearly mocking... reminiscent of the mischievous monkeys on a mountain from Yila’s past world.

"This makes things a bit tricky..."

Yila shook his head helplessly. He maintained his calm and gentle demeanor, locking eyes with those mischievous monkeys while slowly opening his mouth.

In that instant, all the monkeys froze, feeling the blood in their veins tremble violently as if trying to break free from their bodies. Then...

"Third Wing Pillar·Blood Clan·Wing Spread!"

"..."

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

The sound of blood spraying from countless tiny pores filled the suddenly silent forest... and the quill fell gently upon the blood-stained ground, creating small ripples in the pool of blood.

It was then gently picked up by Yila’s pale hand.

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