Farming

Yū soon brought out two plates and placed them steadily on a stone table.

Pamela leaned over for a look, and her face instantly turned green. She almost threw up.

One plate was piled with fist-sized worms. They were still writhing, their bodies gleaming with a green sheen. The other held red fruits that emitted an eerie crimson glow, intimidating enough to make anyone shrink back.

Kino frowned and asked, "Yū, is this what you eat?"

Yū nodded and answered seriously, "Demon Worms and Fire Fruit are the demons' main sources of food.

"This is the food only weak demons can obtain. Powerful demons choose to devour souls instead. Not only does that fill their stomachs, it also increases their strength."

Kino slapped his forehead and said helplessly, "Frank, go prepare some food. Let all the demons have a proper meal."

"Yes, Young Master."

After receiving permission to travel freely between Hell and Earth, Frank left Hell.

Yū dropped to her knees with a thud and lowered her head. "I disappointed Your Majesty. Please punish me."

"Get up. This has nothing to do with you. It's my problem." Kino reached out and helped Yū to her feet.

As Kino looked at Hell's surroundings, an instinct engraved in his soul began to awaken, and an idea took shape in his mind.

"Pamela, let's transform Hell and turn it into a real world."

Pamela's eyes lit up the moment she heard Kino's words. The discomfort on her face from seeing Hell's food vanished, replaced by excitement and anticipation.

"Okay!"

She answered cheerfully, unconsciously clenching her fists. Her whole body seemed filled with boundless energy.

When she had become a monster, she had originally planned to find a place to live in seclusion and create a plant kingdom. But after meeting her beloved, she had abandoned that idea.

"Transform Hell?"

Coulson's face was full of disbelief. He slowly turned toward the countless volcanoes beyond the plaza, which continuously spewed thick smoke, while lava flowed recklessly across the ground.

"How is that possible?"

Coulson's brows drew tightly together as he shook his head, feeling that this was simply a pipe dream.

"Young Master, transforming it into an oasis would be possible.

"Plants require four major elements to grow: sunlight, oxygen, water, and soil.

"There is oxygen here. Artificial light can provide sunlight. As for the terrain, Mountain Demon can modify it. Water can be transported from Earth, and plants can also be cultivated."

Banner's seven doctorates included geology and meteorology. Kino had helped him tremendously, and he had already begun seriously considering solutions.

"Banner, I want an entire world, not a tiny oasis."

Banner stroked his chin, studying Hell's environment intently before shaking his head.

"Young Master, that will be difficult. If you want an entire world, it will be an enormous project. To make it self-sustaining,

"we'll have to transform the geology and environment of all Hell and create layers of soil. We'll also have to control the weather—ideally creating four distinct seasons. Then there's cultivating plants, humidity, and countless other problems..."

As Banner spoke, he drew a simple diagram on the ground. His expression was serious and focused.

"There's no need to worry about the plants. Pamela, show them what you can do."

Pamela rose from Kino's arms. Green light began to glow in her hands, resembling the warm, life-filled dawn of spring.

Specks of green appeared across the black plaza. Then tender shoots broke through the ground at a visible speed. They struggled upward, unfurling their fresh green leaves.

In the blink of an eye, flowers bloomed in a dazzling array of colors. Grass spread lushly across the ground, covering the entire plaza like a green carpet.

A breeze swept by, carrying the fragrance of flowers. The grass swayed, and the entire plaza instantly filled with life and vitality, forming a sharp contrast with its former dark and oppressive appearance.

The demons stared blankly at the grass beneath their feet, their eyes filled with disbelief and curiosity, as if they had been frozen in place. It was a wondrous sight they had never seen before.

The battle between Hulk and the Minotaur Demon also came to an abrupt halt. Hulk gently stroked a flower beside his foot with his enormous hand, curiosity showing on his face.

Seeing that Hulk had lost the will to fight, the Minotaur Demon immediately breathed a sigh of relief. This guy only gets stronger the more he fights. He's terrifying.

He sniffed hard, and an incredibly pleasant fragrance reached him. Unable to resist, he grabbed a handful of grass from the ground and put it in his mouth.

He shouted excitedly, "Delicious!" Then he sat down heavily and began wolfing it down.

Seeing him, Hulk hesitated before reaching out and plucking a flower to taste. He immediately frowned and muttered, "Not tasty."

Seeing how deliciously the Minotaur Demon was eating, the surrounding demons also began trying it out curiously.

Some demons were delighted after tasting it and kept stuffing it into their mouths. Others spat it out repeatedly, finding it utterly disgusting.

For a while, the demons reacted in completely different ways, and the plaza filled with a cacophony of noise.

Basa knocked Abomination unconscious with one punch and dropped a piece of parchment.

He slowly walked to the edge of the grass and lay down, gazing at the red sky. No living being hated the scent of nature, and demons were no exception.

A trace of nostalgia surfaced in his eyes, as if his thoughts had drifted back to the past. He had once visited the human world, seen forests, and tasted delicious food. He had never been able to forget it.

Coulson and Banner were still staring dumbfounded at the grass beneath their feet. Coulson could not resist reaching out to touch it and said incredulously, "Is this an illusion?"

Banner also crouched down and carefully examined the blades of grass on the ground. He shook his head and said, "No, this isn't an illusion. This is real life."

Yū crouched down and gently stroked the tender green blades. Her expression was somewhat dazed as she murmured, "Other life has appeared in Hell... This has never happened before."

Her eyes held both delight and a trace of bewilderment at the unknown changes.

Pamela stopped the movement of her hands, which still emitted green light, and said with a slight pant, "Darling, this patch of grass will last at most a week before it starts to wither."

"It doesn't matter. This is only the beginning."

Banner pushed up his glasses and said seriously, "Young Master, even with such abilities, and even with the demons' help, this will take at least a century."

"So I plan to start a company and recruit people. I think those mutants would be quite suitable. They look like natural farmers." A sly glint flashed through Kino's eyes as he remembered Storm's ability to control the weather.

"No. You can't recruit those mutants." Coulson instinctively tried to stop him, his face tense.

There was already the Demon Army. If countless mutants were added to the mix, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Why not? Don't humans hate mutants? Don't they wish they would all go to Hell? I'm helping you people here." Kino raised his brows, his tone carrying a hint of mockery.

Coulson gave a bitter laugh and said helplessly, "That's not what 'go to Hell' means."

"Coulson, why don't you come over to my side too?" Kino extended a sincere invitation, placing great value on Coulson's abilities.

"...Mr. Kino, I'll end up in Hell sooner or later anyway. You don't have to rush me, do you?" Coulson tactfully rejected Kino's invitation.