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魔王的我怎么就成圣主了
Fruit Acid Bacteria
The demon king Thoros was defeated by the brave and traveled to a small lord in another world. Looking at the people who were starved of food and squeezed to numbness by the nobles, he issued the first decree: "From now on, everyone will work eight hours a day, take two days off a week, overtime is prohibited, and there will be a bonus at the end of the month!" Leader A: Is that a lie? How can such a good thing happen? This is the devil's contract! Noble Lord B: Hahaha, that fool will be killed by his own kindness in less than a month! A few months later-- Soros's "Demon King's Territory" relies on production efficiency far beyond the times, with mountains of food and everyone well-equipped. The defeated noble captive looked at the "demons" who were enjoying paid annual leave, and their world view collapsed: "What kind of ecstasy soup did your lord fill you with?" With tears in their eyes, the "demonic people" held up banners: "We will never be able to repay your kindness in our lifetime! It will not be over yet!" Soros sat on the throne made of pure gold and sighed helplessly: "Oh, I really just want to build a normal world with a nine-to-five job. How can I become a holy master respected by all people?"
The demon king Thoros was defeated by the brave and traveled to a small lord in another world. Looking at the people who were starved of food and squeezed to numbness by the nobles, he issued the first decree: "From now on, everyone will work eight hours a day, take two days off a week, overtime is prohibited, and there will be a bonus at the end of the month!" Leader A: Is that a lie? How can such a good thing happen? This is the devil's contract! Noble Lord B: Hahaha, that fool will be killed by his own kindness in less than a month! A few months later-- Soros's "Demon King's Territory" relies on production efficiency far beyond the times, with mountains of food and everyone well-equipped. The defeated noble captive looked at the "demons" who were enjoying paid annual leave, and their world view collapsed: "What kind of ecstasy soup did your lord fill you with?" With tears in their eyes, the "demonic people" held up banners: "We will never be able to repay your kindness in our lifetime! It will not be over yet!" Soros sat on the throne made of pure gold and sighed helplessly: "Oh, I really just want to build a normal world with a nine-to-five job. How can I become a holy master respected by all people?"