The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

In short, the banquet was quite enjoyable. The only drawback was that Vivian somehow got wind of it and showed up uninvited, leaving Mia both infuriated and powerless, forced to greet this little ancestor with a smile.

Who told her she's an adult Demon?

Vivian is still not quite there yet.

In any case, the banquet eventually ended on a friendly note, though it almost cost someone being torn in half.

Luo Yan was extremely grateful for the "gift" his father gave him before leaving.

Being promoted to Gold Level, he didn't have to worry about being drained into an Undead by an Enchanting Demon or vampire.

Yet, sometimes considering his own Constitution attributes, he still harbored some faint worries.

The Dragon God's Blessing only granted him powerful resistance and recovery, but not much physical strength...

Luo Yan walked slowly through the repaired commercial district, watching new store signs being hung up, and the workers ending their day's work with weary yet satisfied faces, his smile gradually widening.

And just then, a sharp voice suddenly came from the side.

"Lord Demon King!"

A Skeleton Player with the ID "Never Surrender" jumped out, so excited that the Soul Fire was bouncing erratically in its sockets, loudly declaring in a mugging tone, "We have an amazing idea!"

"That's right, believe me! You will be absolutely impressed by our idea!" Another player "Taming Master" chimed in, rubbing hands together and making some bizarre gestures.

Kowtowing still works.

No such way to pay respects.

But compared to the bureaucrats in the Parliament Building, Luo Yan indeed still preferred these straightforward folks.

However, just as he was about to respond amiably, another player with the ID "Undead Entrepreneur" eagerly interrupted, speaking incessantly.

"We've decided to set up a 'Training Park' at Black Wind Castle, specifically for dealing with adventurers captured from the Maze!"

He spoke more and more excitedly, gesturing with his hands, "We've analyzed it, ordinary torture methods are too inefficient, it's better to have a systematic, industrialized, and scaled 'Reeducation Base'! Guarantee these Human adventurers come in as one and become your—no, your shape!"

Luo Yan almost choked on his own saliva, coughed, and then said.

"This... might not be right."

After all, in Demon City, humans are protected as window dressing animals, even if we do it, it can't be at Black Wind Castle.

Catastrophe Castle would work.

Before he finished speaking, "Never Surrender" already jumped in with a supplement: "But speaking of which, the environment at Black Wind Castle is so harsh, no need for training at all, just throw them here for a few days!"

"Exactly!" "Taming Master" excitedly slapped his thigh, with undisguised pride in his voice, "Let them live with the goblins! See how long they last without going mad!"

Luo Yan's eyebrow twitched, maintaining the smile on his face.

"It can't be that bad, my place here isn't as bad as you guys describe it—"

"That's totally Hell!" "Undead Entrepreneur" said excitedly, thinking he was flattering, "Look at this dump, harsh environment, tough living conditions, strange smells everywhere, just the soot in the air and the goblins' special 'delicacies' are enough to drive the strongest warrior to a mental breakdown!"

"Never Surrender" spread his hands, "Honestly, no training needed, just let them experience the 'real life' of Black Wind Castle, they'll be begging for mercy in minutes!"

Luo Yan listened to these players eloquently describe his territory as Hell, showing an expression of speechlessness.

Although this place is indeed Hell, it's not as hellish as they describe, right?!

Considering it truthfully, his moral standards should be the highest among Demons.

And right then, his gaze just swept over the street next to him, catching a glimpse of a goblin vendor cheerfully pouring a ladle of unknown liquid into the pot, then secretly adding a pinch of snot.

Immediately after, the suffocating smell wafted up, enough to make even the noseless Undead hold their breath.

A nearby Hell Dwarf working on the construction site accidentally took a whiff, face turning dark, unabashedly took a big swig from the flask at his waist, whether to disinfect with liquor or to sneak a drink during work.

Unlike the Hell Dwarves, however, the goblins were drooling at the smell of the pot... maybe because they were too short, they didn't see what the vendor did.

... Alright.

The players might not have exaggerated completely.

But clearly, it's not his fault, it's just how the goblins are, they curse how bad goblins are, while silently feeding other goblins a spoonful of dung.

Luo Yan was silent for a moment, ultimately choosing to face this group of excited Undead bones with the most elegant attitude.

"Since you think the environment of Black Wind Castle is as hellish as Hell, do you have any suggestions for improvement?"

The players paused, exchanging glances.

"Never Surrender" thought seriously for a moment, starting to count on his fingers: "First, the food issue, goblins' stew should definitely be explicitly banned by Lord Demon King!"

Hmm.

That's impractical, but a health regulatory ordinance could be issued, have Snick regularly extort illegal vendors, increase the cost of violations.