"In theory, there shouldn't be any problems."
Beside the old man, the black-robed Priest considered it for a moment before finally speaking. "We once conducted a test. We took some of the things grown in the Abyss to the Material World and fed them to some pigs and dogs."
"We found that the creatures of the Material World could eat these things from the Abyss, but doing so caused a few minor problems."
"What kind of minor problems?"
The old man quickly asked, his expression now very serious.
"Diarrhea and poisoning."
The black-robed Priest thought it over before continuing, "We don't know whether it's because of the soil in the Abyss or because there's something wrong with the crops themselves. In any case, these crops grown in the Abyss are perfectly fine for Demons to eat. But once they're taken to the Material World and fed to its inhabitants, they cause a series of minor problems."
"I see."
Hearing this, the old man sighed softly, unable to hide his regret. "That's a bit of a shame."
"Still, the fact that he managed to do this in the Abyss gives me an idea of just how powerful this Demon Lord must be."
He spoke with a deep sigh.
To have invented crops that could be grown in the Abyss, cultivated a batch that could be eaten, and created Lesser Demons capable of farming on their own—barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Demon Lord of this place would surely see his forces grow stronger and stronger.
In the end, this Demon Lord's future would be brilliant, and he would enjoy a bright future indeed.
And by working with him, their own future would receive a tremendous boost, making their plans go much more smoothly.
At the thought, the old man felt a surge