Copywriting 2022.8.22 1:10 (For now)
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Yuori didn't expect that he had traveled through time, nor did he expect that he would be dressed as a demon, nor did he expect that the demon was still a cub!
He is a devil cub, about the size of a hand, pure black and furry, with two small horns on his head like ornaments, and a soft little tail behind him. He is quite handsome, but he looks like a stuffed doll.
Yuri slowly:?
Don't bullshit me, does the devil really look like this?
However, Yuri decided to take it as he came, happily go down and be a little useless devil, as long as he could have enough food and clothing, he would be satisfied. However...
The big devil wearing a tattered butler uniform had tears in his eyes: Little master, please come back quickly, my subordinate has already obtained milk!
The little devil, who was half-clothed, took out the only intact little piece of clothing and said, "Master, let me wear it for you. This dress is so comfortable!"
The red slime tried its best to cover the whole little bed: Little master, the bed is hard, sleep on me, I am so soft!
The sheep-headed demon with tattered weapons took out his cherished hidden sword: Little master, wear this for self-defense, it's very sharp!
Yuori only knew that he had a territory, but when he looked at the tattered ground, the demons with no food to eat, no clothes to wear, and no weapons to use, coupled with the fact that the villages and towns looked like a wasteland...
Blood pressure spikes rapidly.
Construction starts quickly! Immediately, now! It is impossible to salt fish, not even in this life. Only after it is built can it be salted like this.
When the demons have no worries about food, drink, housing and transportation, are armed to the teeth with new weapons, and the construction of the city-state is getting better and better, some short-sighted demons will always try to attack them, trying to get this piece of fat.
The big demon wearing an exquisite butler uniform asked gracefully for instructions: "Little master, if you don't worry, just let me go as a demon."
The little devil wearing more than a dozen strange clothes smiled brightly: Little master, leave it to me! I haven't had new clothes in a long time.
The red slime patted his watery body: "Little master, let me go, I will definitely make it impossible for them to come back!"
The sheep-headed demon with an alien space weapons arsenal behind him: Little master, let me go, the expansion of the territory is imminent!
So when Yoli came back to his senses, he had already ascended the throne and became the king of demons!
It seems that there is still no salty fish.
Intention: One cannot be salty, one must work hard