Instructor

(The protagonist's name has always been criticized. I'm planning to start calling him Andrew from Chapter 6 onward. What do you all think?)

"No wonder you said materials wouldn't be a problem, Boss."

Howard suddenly understood. He and Trask were both delighted. With sufficient materials, their research would definitely reach the next level. In fact, artificial intelligence and Leech Factor had been stalled for so long partly because of insufficient materials.

Next, Wang Nanxuan teleported to the Air Fortress's main control room. When the Black Widows saw him, they all saluted. "Lord Demon King."

Looking at the stunning beauties, each with her own charms, Wang Nanxuan was in high spirits. He said, "Just call me Boss. Antonia, has the Black Widow roster been unlocked?"

"Boss, it has all been unlocked."

Taskmaster pressed a button, and densely packed red dots appeared on the screen. They were all Black Widows, numbering around a thousand. In addition, the entire intelligence organization had tens of thousands of peripheral staff.

Wang Nanxuan released a projection and had it teleport to Earth to sign contracts with the Black Widows. At that moment, Drakov on the ground shouted, "I'm willing to surrender to you and serve you."

"My Hell has no need for trash."

Wang Nanxuan sneered. Pointing at Drakov, he shouted, "In the name of the Demon King, I curse you: until I permit you to die, you will never die."

"All right, you can take your revenge to your hearts' content now."

Wang Nanxuan said to the Black Widows, "No matter how many times he dies, he will revive, until you are satisfied."

"Thank you, Boss."

The Black Widows all smiled—ferocious smiles, cruel smiles, smiles of vengeance.

If you lived by the sword, you had to pay the price eventually.

The next day, over a thousand Black Widows gathered before the plaza of Rebirth Hell. Every one of them looked heroic and alluring. Even a playboy like Howard stared until his eyes went straight.

It was not that he had never seen beautiful women before; he had simply never seen so many peerless beauties at once. Any one Black Widow taken out alone would have been enough to make people drool.

"From now on, you will be this Demon King's personal guard. You have two duties: one, to fight as soldiers for me; two, to act as customer service and help me sign Soul Pacts."

Wang Nanxuan said to the Black Widows, "Normally, you may act freely on Earth and live your own lives, but you must participate in missions and training."

A blonde beauty raised her head and puffed out her chest, shouting, "Boss, I don't want to return to Earth. I want to stay by your side forever and follow your orders."

The Black Widows all cursed inwardly with a B-word. Quite a few of them joined in shouting, "Boss, we are willing to stay by your side too."

Of course, there were also those unwilling to remain in Hell, such as Yelena, who had the same inherited short legs as her sister.

Howard stood nearby, so envious he was practically drooling. So many beautiful women, his for the taking—how was this Hell? This was Heaven.

"Don't rush. After you die, you will stay with me forever. Enjoy your lives on Earth while you can. Live for yourselves, and live brilliantly."

Wang Nanxuan smiled. No matter how delicious something was, eating too much of it at once would ruin the taste. Better to take it slow.

Then Wang Nanxuan pointed at the cold-faced Frank and said, "He is your commander and your instructor. From now on, you will follow his orders."

The Black Widows all looked at Frank, their faces full of defiance. When it came to combat, they had never believed themselves inferior to anyone.

Frank broke into a savage grin. He loved putting troublemakers in their place, especially since he had been in a bad mood lately. Men always had a few days each month when their tempers were especially foul.

"Don't underestimate your instructor. A few days ago, he single-handedly took out the CIA director while he was protected by a group of agents. He is now one of America's top ten most wanted special-class fugitives."

Wang Nanxuan said, "CIA Director William Rollins was the Mastermind behind the sale of illegal drugs. Frank showed him no mercy, charging straight into the safe house with a rocket launcher and machine gun and blasting him to death. The scene was so bloody that even veteran agents reportedly threw up."

The Black Widows were somewhat surprised. He had actually killed the CIA director. No wonder Boss had made him their commander.

Frank did not appear proud. In truth, he did not think there was anything to be proud of. Compared to before, he had clearly become colder—now, he lived only for his family. As for honor, it could go to hell.

"Frank, make a training plan."

Wang Nanxuan said, "Once the training is over, I will send you back to Earth."

"Yes, Boss."

Frank nodded and stepped forward to address them. "Boss said you are the best agents and soldiers, but in my eyes, aside from being pretty and good at seducing men, you are worthless..."

Wang Nanxuan was speechless. Frank had definitely maxed out his taunting skill. The Black Widows were practically going berserk.

"With this personal guard, rescuing people and signing contracts will both become much easier in the future."

Wang Nanxuan was very satisfied. Rebirth Hell was growing rapidly.

At that moment, Wang Nanxuan thought of something and used magic to contact Wind Demon. Wind Demon, dressed sharply in a suit and looking like a successful businessman, respectfully asked, "Boss, what are your orders?"

"How is the investment company doing?"

Wang Nanxuan asked. The Three Demons had been using money to buy souls this whole time, with decent results. However, followers of other Demons were doing the same, and the competition was fierce.

That was also why Wind Demon and the others had not had time to come to New York to rescue anyone.

Wind Demon said, "Things are going fairly well. We are strong enough to occupy three cities."

"Only three cities? I want all of them."

Wang Nanxuan was somewhat dissatisfied. He said, "I will send some people to help you fight. Expand your territory as soon as possible."

Wang Nanxuan planned to send the Black Widows to help. On one hand, they would be idle otherwise. On the other, it would allow them to become familiar with fighting Demons as much as possible—Demon followers could use a portion of Demonic Power, and some were even half-demons.

Sooner or later, Wang Nanxuan would confront the other Hells head-on. He was not content with merely being a Hell Lord. He wanted to become the Lord of Hell, the legendary Satan.

"Yes, Boss."

Hearing Wang Nanxuan's dissatisfaction, Wind Demon, who had just been feeling rather pleased with himself, said anxiously, "I will expand our territory immediately."

"Very good, Wind Demon. Don't get too caught up in enjoying yourself. Remember who gave you everything you have now."

Wang Nanxuan snorted coldly and waved a hand to end the communication. Wind Demon and the others had suffered too much before. Now that conditions had improved, they had grown less ambitious and become addicted to pleasure. They needed a reminder.

Even he, the great Demon King, worked so hard to collect souls. How could his subordinates afford to slack off?

Once the Black Widows completed their training, Wang Nanxuan waved a hand and sent them back to Earth, allowing them to begin new lives. However, Taskmaster Antonia remained behind. Half human and half machine, she did not want to return to Earth and endure others' strange looks.

Wang Nanxuan did not force her. He arranged for Taskmaster to live in Rebirth Hell. It was worth mentioning that Howard, Trask, and Yinsen were all very interested in her—interested in the mechanical parts of her body.