The Devil Just Wants to Retire, the System Forces Me to Farm

I, Lucifer, was an invincible opponent in both realms of gods and demons, and finally survived until my mortal enemy, the God of Light, retired. I thought I could dissolve the demon world, go back to my hometown, plant flowers and raise cats, and enjoy a life of immortality. Who would have thought that my subordinates would cry and complain, saying that I would be doomed if I left the Demon Realm? What's even more outrageous is that a thing called the [Wanjie Farmland System] has bound me and forced me to revitalize the demon world's economy? If the mission fails, the punishment is to perform the chicken dance in public? ? As a result, the most powerful demon king in history was forced to go into business. Use hellfire to grill the abyss octopus, and use the forbidden spell-level birthing technique to grow potatoes. When my "Demon King" potato chips became popular in the mainland, when the Elf Queen spent a lot of money on a bottle of Demon King Coke... I looked at the skyrocketing points in the system and the GDP of the demon world, and fell into deep thought: Should this retirement plan be changed to setting a small goal first, such as conquering the taste buds of another world?