The hustle and bustle of Skyvault Ravine did not end with the departure of Old White Ape, but reached its peak at this moment.
"Demon Domain Lord like this is what we need!"
"Yes, as God Race, we naturally have to make a contribution to Demon Domain, so this... um... investment, yes, investment must not be shirkable!"
"But it seems like we are required to prepare a... resume?"
"What is a resume?"
"It should be used to promote our tribe Demon Plant's efficacy, characteristics, and the direction in which it can be cultivated!"
"In other words, those who don't know us God Race, the first thing they see will be our resume..."
"If the resume is written well, a lot of geniuses will pour in. By taking out loans, we can earn high interest rates, or even get a powerful thug for free!"
"Nonsense! We are fighting for the future of Demon Domain, how could we have such a dirty heart!"
"Yes, we are selfless!"
"You really deserve to die for saying such things!"
For a moment, the Clan Chief who said the wrong thing was laughed at by the crowd, and everyone looked at him, wanting to kill him!
This method that can make money from a righteous perspective and can really promote the development of Demon Domain is wonderful. If some bad remarks are really spread, it will be a huge loss for them!
Therefore, these words must not be said to Demon Domains and Demon Beasts.
"I'm stupid!"
"Indeed, we are fighting for the tomorrow of Demon Domain!"
The Clan Chief who said the wrong thing quickly reacted, changed his words decisively, and blended in. The whole Within Skyvault Ravine was having a good time, and many Clan Chiefs who looked at each other wrongly and had conflicts were much more pleasing to the eye at this moment.
But this is just a superficial harmony. It is estimated that after they return to the clan, a new round of involution will begin. I wish that the other party's profile was even worse, so that my own profile could be more prominent and attract more borrowers.
And it is not limited to geniuses. Some ordinary Demon Beast can also be invested. At most, the investment is smaller. Although the income is small, it cannot support the large amount.
Over time, God Race's status will become more and more stable, and Demon Domain's voice will gradually increase.
For a time, all the tribes were thinking about a bright future, and they even had no intention of making any noise. They praised Old White Ape in a tacit understanding and then hurriedly dispersed.
In the huge palace, Old White Ape was alone, looking at the throne above, wondering what he was thinking.
"Hound King..."
"Hound King, he is also a king."
It whispered softly, moved forward slowly, and finally crossed the stairs and stood in front of Throne.
"Now, you may be happy and excited."
"But gradually, you will become greedy and want to get more, but if you want to do all this, you must eliminate your competitors. The big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp."
"In competition with each other, the weaker party will seek shelter, and the only person who can shelter you is me. After all... I am Hound King."
"Natural selection, in the end, after elimination, only the largest tribes will remain, and these tribes will also unknowingly become attached to me during the competition."
"At that time, I will be this Demon Domain. In the true sense, I will stick to my word. I am far from a dominance that Eight-Tailed Fox can match."
"And this process will last three years."
"Three years later, Demon Domain became my leader and countless Heavenly Prides rose up..."
"At that time, I can play a real chess game with you."
While whispering, Old White Ape sat gently on top of Throne.
This represents the supreme seat of the entire Demon Domain.
But Old White Ape frowned slightly. "It's far less comfortable to sit on than Human Race's sofa..."
With a sigh, Old White Ape closed his eyes and felt seriously. "But it feels more pleasant than sitting on the sofa.
The empty hall, the lonely Old White Ape, the dim environment, the atmosphere revealed seemed to be telling something silently.
Suddenly, Old White Ape seemed to be back in that Peach Blossom Pool, sitting on a branch, drinking Monkey Wine, watching Ji Hong drinking tea in the distance, taunting, calculating, and laughing with each other.
Perhaps, the road to the top is originally lonely.
When you get something, you naturally have to choose to give up something.
Some people choose to stand at the bottom of the mountain and enjoy happiness.
Some people keep climbing and eventually... alone.
"Black Market!"
"Tsk, tsk, how about these two words?"
"My calligraphy skills are extremely strong!"
Fat Old Man looked at Barbarian City and new Plaque with satisfaction, a proud smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
What responded to him was the strange looks from everyone.
Because there were so many corpses in the city, it took a week just to clean up these corpses. Of course, the harvest was huge.
There were so many High-Rank Demon Beast corpses that Yu Sheng and the others made a fortune.
This money is not included in Black Market's head.
"I'm going to ask a top designer to re-plan Barbarian City!"
"Create a city with Demon Domain style in the true sense!"
"The area of this city is too small and needs to be expanded. Anyway, Old White Ape only said Barbarian City to Black Market, but it didn't say how big Barbarian City... is!"
"It's still reasonable if I expand it!"
Fat Old Man smiled mischievously, obviously having made an overall plan in his mind.