Tang En had never thought that the cooperation with the demons would go so smoothly.
The reason was simple: the demons were never kind partners.
From the fact that many people often confused the demons with the demons, one could know what kind of people the demons were.
If one was not strong enough, cooperating with the demons was tantamount to asking a tiger for its skin. They might abide by the contract at the beginning, but after the contract was completed, they might turn around and happily devour the souls of their partners.
This kind of thing was not uncommon in history.
Therefore, when the demons showed signs of abnormality and Tang En planned to cooperate with the demons, he had already made all kinds of mental preparations.
Among them, the necessary deterrence of force was indispensable.
He could represent the entire Prandal humans, including other races, but the problem now was …
"Since the prerequisite for cooperation has been met, then we can continue to talk. But … "
Tang En the dragon sneered. "I can represent the humans of Prandal, even the elves, dragons, and other races. You, Demon King Barmetos, can you represent all the demons?"
"Human, are you doubting my position in the Purgatory Abyss?"
Barmetos' eyes suddenly became unusually cold. He felt that his dignity was seriously challenged.
Tang En said lightly, "No, I just want to ask if you can represent the entire Purgatory Abyss to discuss the terms of cooperation with me."
"No need to ask, I am absolutely qualified, and …" Barmetos sneered.
"Don't try to use your laughable wisdom to sow discord in our internal relationship … I was born as a king, and I will always be a king. As long as I am alive, the Demon King will always be me."
Tang En looked at the Grand Dukes around him. From their respectful eyes, Tang En found that what Barmetos said was actually true. He could not help but sigh in his heart. Just as Barmetos said, he actually wanted to use some small means to destroy the relationship between the demons and cooperate with a chaotic demon camp. If any side wanted to become stronger, they would not miss the opportunity to rope in humans, and he could get the greatest benefits from it.
Unfortunately, Barmetos' position as the Demon King was very stable and unshakable.
"The demons are closing in on the defensive line. They may attack at any time. We don't have much time. We must cooperate as soon as possible."
Tang En said slowly, "Now, on behalf of the Prandal clans, let's talk about the rights and obligations of both sides."
"As partners, we can provide a large amount of food to the demons who take the initiative to assist the humans, including bread, pies, all kinds of meat, fruits, and so on. We can promise that the demons who fight against the demons will enjoy the same first-class treatment as the human soldiers. All the food will be cooked according to the first-class standard, and every demon will be satisfied."
Provide food?
When the surrounding Archdevil Dukes heard Tang En's words, they immediately opened their eyes wide and started drooling.
Although they were exaggerating and wanted to eat humans as rations, in fact, demons were not that enthusiastic about eating humans. It was said a long time ago that demons with long lives did not have any desire for the wealth and souls of mortals. They only liked to play with mortals for fun. Of course, they did not have much respect for the lives of mortals. In their eyes, mortals were just a kind of lowly creatures.
The reason why they thirsted for souls was that the souls of mortals could be made into Soul Crystals for them to experience the life of mortals. This was a rare way to relax in the never-ending bloody battlefield.
Among them, the various kinds of food that everyone had tasted in their lives were the most enjoyable for the demons.
The food of the demons … was really not good.
Compared to the humans of Prandal, the demon meat that the demons often ate was rich in magic power, but the various spices were too lacking. No matter what kind of food it was, it was simply roasted with lava. It was almost like pig food.
In the eyes of the transmigrator Tang En, the food that the humans of Prandal used to eat was not only lacking in creativity, but also lacked in cooking techniques. The rich aroma of the excessive use of spices would only make people nauseous. As a person who came from the Empire of Gluttony, how could he look up to Prandal food? Saying that it was pig food was already praising them.
In that case, what would be the reaction of the demons when they encountered the Prandal delicacies improved by Twain?
A strange light flashed in Tang En's eyes. He seemed to see an opportunity to use food to conquer the demons.
"Although it sounds wonderful, I have to doubt your ability," Barmetos said faintly.
"As far as I know, the humans of Prandal have a hard time even filling their own stomachs, let alone providing food for us. Our appetite is much larger than you think … Of course, if you mean to use humans as food, I have nothing to say." Barmetos said faintly.
Why is this guy so obsessed with eating humans?
Tang En frowned and said faintly, "Your information is outdated. Since I cooperated with the elves, with the help of the Druids of the Goddess of Earth, Prandal's food production has increased several times. Not only can it meet the needs of all the people, but it is also rich enough to raise a large number of livestock and produce edible meat steadily."
The demons' appetite was indeed considerable, and it was not easy to meet their needs. Fortunately, the Goddess of Earth could now steadily produce high-yield crop seeds, and the plant growth catalyst produced by the alchemy workshop could steadily and rapidly mature the crops.
If the cost was not taken into account, the entire Prandal could produce an astonishing amount of food in an extremely short period of time. It was not a problem to satisfy the demons' needs.
"Secondly, we can provide a large number of logistical resources to the demons who take the initiative to help the humans as a safeguard for their lives …"
As soon as Tang En's voice fell, a sharp laughter was heard. "Humans provide logistical support for us? Guarantee our lives? That's the biggest joke in the world! Since when do we need help from humans? Our warriors are not afraid of death! Our warriors will never admit defeat! "
Tang En glanced at him with a look of disdain. "You still have the face to come back?"
It was the Duke of the Sawblade Demon who had been sent flying by his tail. At this moment, half of his face had already recovered. He must have been hiding in a corner to heal himself after such a long time.
"Hmph! How can I, Duke Delacourt, be defeated by a human like you! "
Delacourt screamed. "Your Majesty, please allow me to represent the Purgatory Abyss in a decisive battle with him. The weak have no right to bargain in the Purgatory Abyss!"
"Shut up."
Barmetos glanced at him. "Don't you think you've embarrassed yourself enough?"
Drachcott might have wanted to flatter Barmetos, but he had obviously hit the nail on the head. If he had been able to block Twain's attack, perhaps Barmetos would have had a whole new level of respect for him. Unfortunately, Twain had sent him flying with a single swipe of his tail, causing the Devil Race to lose a lot of face. How could the Devil King treat him nicely now?
"I've let you see a joke, but what they said is also true … I can't imagine what kind of powerful logistical equipment the humans can provide us."
"That's because you've been away from the world for too long."
"Let's put this condition aside for now because I want to mention our conditions," Barmetos said indifferently.
"The wealth of humans has no meaning to us. The only thing that's worth our attention is everything you've experienced in your short life, so I think it's more appropriate to settle it with souls. We provide assistance, and you pay with souls. Of course, we don't care about the souls of prisoners on death row and slaves. What do you think?"
What the devils loved the most was still to extract the crystallized memories from the soul, and then personally experience the life of a human.
Tang En smirked. "Sorry, we have a use for those souls now, so we don't have any extra for you. You'd better change your conditions."
"There's no change," Barmetos said indifferently.
Barmetos said faintly, "To us, the only thing of value in humans is your soul. To be precise, it's your life's memories. If you can't even meet this basic condition, then you'd better face the demons alone. "
Tang En fell into deep thought. It wasn't surprising that demons wanted souls, but the Martyr's Palace was also collecting souls. Whether good or evil, kind souls could continue to live in the Martyr's Palace and look forward to the day they could return to Prandal to meet their families while continuing to save the world.
Evil souls could enter the bottom of the Martyr's Palace and carry it on their backs, supporting the normal operation of the Martyr's Palace.
Therefore, Tang En definitely didn't have any extra souls to give to demons.
But … he noticed something.
Demons needed souls because they had their eyes on the memories of a human's life. They wanted to quickly experience the short but exciting life of a human in their leisure time to relax.
In other words, to them, the human soul was equivalent to a book that they could read, or a story that they could enter, for them to read or experience personally. It was like living a lifetime in virtual reality.
The answer was obvious.
Demons didn't need anything. The only thing they needed was … spiritual civilization.
That's right. The lives of these demons who had been fighting demons for ten thousand years were too boring …
Then …
A strange glint flashed through Tang En's eyes. It seemed that the opportunity to save the world for entertainment had finally arrived.
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