Chapter 792: Stuffed Full, Population Resources

“Firepower Girl, Miss Yaxuan and the others are gone. It’s so boring at home.”

Firepower Girl sat upright on the sofa, legs crossed just like Xu Xiaomeng’s. She held an instant-noodle fork in one hand and a game controller in the other.

The one speaking to her was Miaoying.

“Xiaoji, why aren’t you answering me?” Miaoying poked Firepower Girl’s cheek. It was soft and springy.

“My name is Firepower Girl!” she corrected her, keeping her eyes fixed intently on the game screen. As she spoke, she slurped up some noodles.

She hadn’t been able to eat before. A charge was all she needed.

Later, Kui Zi modified her model, enabling her to digest food and convert it into energy. She didn’t have a real digestive system, which saved her the trouble of using the bathroom.

Most of the members of the Firepower Squad had been upgraded by Kui Zi.

That had been her original intention in creating the Firepower Squad.

To iterate and upgrade continuously, ultimately building a group of artificial, acquired turrets.

The weapons system Kui Zi had created was far less lethal than a turret, but if the Firepower Squad opened fire together, they could still exert a certain degree of suppressive force.

Besides, they were more intelligent than turrets.

“Honestly, you’re just like Miss Xiaomeng. All you know how to do is play games.” Miaoying sighed, then threatened her, “Do you know you’ll be eliminated if you keep this up?”

Miaoying used most of her computing power for everyday life, while Firepower Girl used hers for combat. As a result, the former seemed just a little smarter.

Firepower Girl suddenly felt a sense of danger, and her brows furrowed.

Seeing this, Miaoying swished her tail, the corners of her mouth rising into a mischievous grin. “Xiaoji, just do as I say from now on. I’ll make the master like you!”

“No need!” Firepower Girl shook her head, looking every bit like an expressionless, emotionless girl who never spoke.

No words, no feelings, no expression.

She only needed to handle combat and patrol Demon King Castle. That was her duty.

“Without the master, you won’t get to eat such delicious instant noodles~” Miaoying leaned close to Firepower Girl’s ear, speaking in the coaxing tone one might use on a child, like a devil whispering in her ear.

If Xu Lang died, Demon King Castle would collapse, and then she wouldn’t get to eat instant noodles anymore... The logic seemed sound.

Miaoying operated the game controller while turning to look at Miaoying. “Then how do you want me to help the master fight?”

“Let me see your feet.” Miaoying’s eyes shifted to the little embroidered shoes Firepower Girl was wearing.

Firepower Girl was dressed in a Chinese-style outfit, with a red qipao paired with a bun hairstyle. Her embroidered shoes were red too.

Hearing this, Firepower Girl was about to do as she was told when a heavy punch came flying.

Miaoying’s head was knocked askew, and cartoonish rings appeared in her eyes, as if she’d been knocked unconscious.

“Don’t lead Firepower Girl astray!” Mary drew back her fist and scolded her irritably.

“Ow, that hurts!” Miaoying held her head and cried, “Mary, are you saying the master does bad things every night?”

Mary’s breathing hitched, and she was so furious her chest seemed to swell.

“I’m going to complain to the master!” A wise hero knows when to retreat. Knowing she wouldn’t be able to argue her way out once Mary collected herself, Miaoying hurriedly darted away.

Mary gave an annoyed snort. Looking down, she saw that half of Firepower Girl’s shoe had already come off. Her foot was fair and delicate, and Mary immediately felt a headache coming on. “Put it back on quickly. Don’t listen to Miaoying again!”

“Miaoying is very nice to me. She’s a good person!” Firepower Girl glanced at the instant noodles, a note of certainty flashing in her eyes. She firmly believed Miaoying was a truly good person.

“Wait here a moment!”

Before long, the table in front of Firepower Girl was covered with snacks.

“Mary is a really good person too!” Firepower Girl gave her a thumbs-up.

“Woof, woof, woof!”

Evil Furry Grain followed at Mary’s feet, seemingly asking when it would get its dog food.

Sigh...

Mary sighed silently and looked toward the front door, wondering when the master would return.

There were fewer people at home, but without Xu Lang there to keep things in order, everything seemed even more chaotic.

Just then, the front door opened.

Demon King Castle was enormous, but the dormitories in the Dorm Survival Game all shared one feature: the front door opened directly into the hall. That made it easier to adjust the turrets in time and spared everyone from having to run back and forth.

“Master, you’re back!”

“Mm. I’m going to take a shower first.”

Xu Lang headed straight into the Bathroom.

“Strange. He actually came home without teleporting.” Mary muttered.

Also, where had Chi Qingman gone?

When the master summoned the Demon King Bed, Chi Qingman should have been on it too, shouldn’t she?

...

Water poured from the Shower Head with a steady rush, beating down on Xu Lang like a waterfall. Mist gradually rose, then was drawn away by Demon King Castle’s air-purification system, keeping the Bathroom bright and clean.

“Phew... I’m finally back!”

Xu Lang’s head felt a little foggy.

For the first time, he felt that doing this wasn’t all that enjoyable.

After all, he didn’t have a succubus mark carved into his forehead.

A long battle could be an ordeal.

Of course, the main reason was that Yan Xiaoli and the others didn’t have enough Charm. If their Charm were high enough, Xu Lang would have wrung himself dry like a shriveled radish.

Click...

Just as Xu Lang’s mind cleared and he began to enjoy his bath, the Bathroom door swung open.

“Master, would you like me to scrub your back?” Mary walked in wearing a distinctive gauzy outfit. A faint blush colored her oval face, as if she had worked up a great deal of courage.

“You...” Xu Lang suddenly burped.

He was stuffed full!

He wanted to tell Mary to leave, but then thought better of it. Mary had a hard time too.

Normally, she would have knocked first. The fact that she’d forgotten to knock meant she was pretty flustered herself.

“What’s wrong?” Mary asked in confusion.

“Nothing. Come in!” Xu Lang’s mouth twitched, and he gritted his teeth as he replied.

...

Tonight.

There weren’t many people in Demon King Castle: Xu Lang, Chi Qingman, Mary, Miaoying, a group of Guardian Spirits, and a dog.

Of them all, Chi Qingman was probably the one who seemed most human.

With some rare free time, Xu Lang finished dinner, took stock of his Terror Force, upgraded the Spirit Fields, then went to the study to read.

Paying Terror Force could improve the effectiveness of his reading.

Over the next few hours, Xu Lang finished all the books he wanted to read, consuming quite a bit of Terror Force in the process.

Even so, that amount was insignificant compared to his total supply of Terror Force.

Whenever he instilled fear in someone, the Terror Pedestals accumulated Terror Force. During Building Wars, he had built up a great deal.

At the same time, the apostles such as Floating Life Play had accumulated plenty of Terror Force by entering people’s dreams and terrifying them day after day.

To outsiders, Demon King Castle was no different from an abyssal demon cave. Mad King players revered Xu Lang, but they were genuinely afraid of him too.

A strange balance and symbiotic relationship had formed between Demon King Castle and ordinary Mad King players.

“The Terror Force is still accumulating too slowly. The Spirit Fields haven’t been upgraded many times, so the Dreamlike Night-Blooming Cereus still hasn’t bloomed.” Xu Lang closed a book on management and pondered with his eyes shut.

Ultimately, the problem was that there were too few people in Mad King Building.

Population was important. Terror Force could accumulate quickly, and Wu Huihui and the others could frighten more people, letting the Nightmare Essence snowball.

He should command a kingdom, not just a city or a single patch of land.

Xu Lang tapped his fingers on the desktop, thinking again of the population resources in the dormitory buildings. There were only a few players from other buildings on whom he had planted the Demon Box Curse.

As for Evil Dragon... the only person there was Evil Dragon himself, and Xu Lang didn’t really want to go over right now. After all, he’d just messed something up.

Evil King Building, you don’t mind that I accidentally blew up your Authority, do you?

“Exploration Mode does have some people, but those people... don’t look human or ghost. Even if I could bring them back, they’d be hard to manage.”

Xu Lang felt that the best option was still to open a passage to Earth.

Over on Earth, no one could suppress the Demon Box Curse, so it was spreading very quickly and its aura had grown extremely dense. He could now faintly see some images.

Keep in mind, the two worlds were separated by a vast distance, and Earth was even farther away than the exploration world from Mad King Building!

The power of Tales was terrifying indeed!