The Lord Demon King is Unfathomable!

As dusk approached, the Lord's Mansion of Black Wind Castle, the antique study was serene and warm.

The flames in the fireplace flickered gently, occasionally making a crisp crackling sound, illuminating the handsome side profile.

Seated at the elegant wisteria wood table, Luo Yan was meticulously reviewing the documents in his hand.

The silver candlestick on the corner of the desk flickered, much like the tall, towering Magic Crystal Lamp Post outside the window, illuminating the never-ending chimneys and furnace fires of Black Wind Castle.

Youyou hovered in the room, restraining herself from making even the slightest noise, fearing to interrupt the Demon King's thoughts.

Although the Demon King's busy time was not much, this happened to be his working time.

About three months ago, when Luo Yan first arrived at Black Wind Castle, he planned to construct a railway connecting Black Wind Castle and Grey Stone Ridge, to transport the minerals directly to the Magic Crystal Cannon Factory, reducing logistics costs.

This was the most economical approach.

Not only could it reduce the production costs of the Magic Crystal Cannon Factory, but it could also further strengthen the infrastructure of Black Wind Castle, increasing the conditions for developing other industries.

However, at that time, he was at odds with the Dragon family, and due to Elder Zakeruo's interference, he hadn't had the time to push forward with this matter, so the railway project was shelved.

Until some time ago, with the help of Mr. Feistin, he entered the Parliament and became an esteemed honorable member, making the whole matter suddenly much simpler.

He didn't even have to push proactively; the Lord of Grey Stone Ridge sought him out, not only selling all the mining rights of his territory to him but also granting him a 50-year railway operation right, allowing him to build the railway all the way to the local urban area if he wished.

As for the Demon City, it was even easier; the Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs had barely finished enthusiastically chatting with him, and the War Department hurriedly rushed over inviting him to build a military route from Black Wind Castle to the Demon City, curious to see if it's as efficient as he claims. Naturally, the expenses would be covered by the Logistics Department.

In fact, Luo Yan understood their rapid change of attitude, and he wasn't surprised at all.

He knew well that whether the railway was useful wasn't the most crucial; what mattered was whether this technology could be promoted to completion.

If he wasn't forceful enough and the project fell apart midway, it would be the greatest loss for Hell, and an unbalanced account for the High-level Demons in the War and Internal Affairs Departments, just waiting for another Elder Zakeruo to pop up.

Hell and the Aus Empire had been at a stalemate for a thousand years; one or two years wouldn't make a difference.

A major breakthrough had occurred not only in the railway infrastructure around Black Wind Castle but also in the expansion proposal for the Goblin community, street renovation projects, the upcoming new production line at the Magic Crystal Cannon Factory, and the improvement plan for the No. 2 experimental equipment, among others.

These were all tasks related to production or associated facilities.

Luo Yan liked to accumulate a batch of similar tasks together and then link them, wrapping them up at once.

This was much more efficient than tackling things piecemeal.

Having finally reviewed the last document, Luo Yan signed his name at the end of the file, then tossed it into the drawer on the right and threw a newly written letter to Little Black No. 5, instructing it to deliver it to his parliamentary office.

The little creature perched upside down on the perch squawked, then joyfully carried the letter out the window, disappearing into the dark before long.

Luo Yan leaned back in his chair and stretched.

Seeing him finally done with his work, Youyou, who had been bored for quite some time, eagerly flew over like someone released from prison, chirping excitedly around him.

"Lord Demon King, Lord Demon King, something terrible has happened!"

Looking at the milky white mist appearing on the glass window, Luo Yan responded leisurely.

"What happened now?"

He guessed it surely wasn't anything major, otherwise Youyou wouldn't have been calm enough to hold it in until now, so he casually picked up the teacup on the table, only to almost spit it out after one sip.

"You've been served on the table!"

Digesting the startling revelation, Luo Yan coughed and put the teacup back on the tray, regaining his composed demeanor moments later.

"...What the hell does 'served on the table' mean?"

Youyou excitedly spun a circle in the air, her voice cheerful as she replied.

"It's literally what it says! The 'Demon King Hotpot' is trendy in Demon City now!"

Luo Yan: "…?"

What the heck is Demon King Hotpot?

Luo Yan was about to ask where she heard that from, but soon realized this was also a matter of faith in a sense.

Youyou might not know who started it, but knowing about the matter was hardly surprising.

Sure enough.

He opened the system interface to check, and to his astonishment, the daily faith growth jumped from just over 50,000 to 60,000!

Mind you, this was achieved without having a Temple locally! The majority of Demons who revered him did so seeing him as the Chosen One of Lord Demon God!

If this place had Temples and Acolytes like Beifeng City, the growth in the Power of Faith might add an extra zero!

"Was this concocted by the players?" Luo Yan instinctively thought of his creative players and the antics they might have cooked up.

However, Youyou shook her head, enthusiastically continuing to explain.