Chapter 985 - 37: Demon, Martial Arts King, Correction_2

Chapter 985: Chapter 37: Demon, Martial Arts King, Correction_2

"The landlord is gone..."

"Yes, Great Demon King..."

The two people in the room exchanged glances and then both unexpectedly let out a long sigh of relief at the same time.

"I’m exhausted; I’ve never felt such pressure before..." Masaaki Oda lay down suddenly, staring blankly at the ceiling. He felt like he had changed, no longer like his old self. He used to be fearless, but now he had so many things to be afraid of.

For example, he was afraid of the manager at his part-time job, afraid of the landlord who rented him the house...

"Great Demon King, please pull yourself together..." Ashiya Shiro wore a wry smile but still tried hard to comfort the king he followed, "At least we don’t have to worry about rent for the time being..."

"That’s right!"

Saying this, Masaaki Oda was suddenly excited. He sat up directly: "In that case, doesn’t that mean my previous idea is feasible?"

Earlier, he couldn’t get any money, but now without the pressure of rent, the funds at his disposal suddenly became more abundant, so pulling some out wouldn’t be too reluctant, right? Thinking of this, the Demon King also became enthusiastic.

"It’s possible... but... is it necessary to go this far?"

Ashiya Shiro looked troubled, seeming to not understand.

"Of course, it’s necessary! I’m not working just for the sake of working! I’m working to acquire the reserve funds needed to conquer the world!!"

Masaaki Oda clenched his fists, speaking resolutely, for he had not entirely forgotten this grand ambition.

"Salaries are meant to be used at times like this... Trust me, Ashiya, we need more comrades, and this is a good start!"

"I understand that logic too, but is that boy really worth it..."

Ashiya Shiro sighed deeply. He certainly understood the necessity of the Great Demon King’s plan. To conquer the world, relying on just the two of them would not be enough; they had to recruit more comrades. And to recruit comrades, naturally, they must pay some price; they couldn’t just invite people with empty promises.

The Demon King’s army wasn’t a self-sustaining force formed by the fiery passion and ideals of demons.

Moreover, he himself was still working desperately to make ends meet...

Now even planning to pay someone else’s salary, isn’t that a bit too fanciful? Ashiya Shiro was worried about this. He knew how hard the Great Demon King had been working these days, and if the intensity increased further, something might go wrong... Wouldn’t it be too comical for a king to die from overwork?

......

...

"Preparing to recruit Kusanagi Hikotou into the team?"

At the street corner, Gu Mo watched thoughtfully as the boy walked excitedly toward the old apartment building, naturally realizing that these two "Demon Kings" had become acquainted.

The world really is fascinating...

However, he couldn’t help but feel a bit worried, sharing similar thoughts as Ashiya Shiro. Although Masaaki Oda still had ambition, planning to rely on working at McDonald’s, then pay salaries to recruit others to join?

Here’s hoping his plan doesn’t go too smoothly; otherwise, the Great Demon King might just work himself to death...

"Well, in that case, the plan might go more smoothly..."

Gu Mo rested his chin in his hand, pondering seriously, then glanced around, summoning a small car out of nowhere. He took out a signboard and swiftly wrote several large characters on it like printed text. Then he marked below how much blood donation had certain monetary rewards.

Although generally speaking, there’s no financial compensation for blood donation...

But...

The two otherworldly visitors weren’t familiar with such common sense in every aspect, and given their urgent need for money, they surely wouldn’t mind selling some blood, especially now with the Demon King’s army needing expansion...

So, here’s to us having living sample data now?

No need for any scheming, just go with the flow, and the power of money will make them bring what we need willingly.

Gu Mo was in a great mood, smiling as he set up an umbrella beside the temporary blood donation vehicle and sat behind the table.

All it took was a bit of patience, just waiting...

Just as—

He had just sat down when a figure appeared in front of the table. Curious, the young man looked up.

Standing there was a girl in a white hanfu with silky black hair tied into three braids, holding a purple bamboo umbrella, possessing absolute beauty. She stood in front of the table, squinting slightly at the young man, and no one knew when she appeared.

It seemed like an instant, yet she might have been standing there all along.

"Are you... here to donate blood?"

Gu Mo broke the silence, seemingly unfazed, looking up and down at the beautiful girl in front of him, smiling as he asked.

Shrinking Earth Technique, Divine Foot Technique—

An instant movement magic, almost reaching the realm of authority when cultivated to such a level.

"Do you know me?"

The girl in the white hanfu glanced at him, her curious gaze moving back and forth between him and the blood donation vehicle, as if uncertain about what he was doing.

"Of course, I do. The Martial Arts Alliance Leader of the Central Plains Kingdom, the Martial Arts King of Jiangnan, is the oldest Demon King alive today... Such a famous figure; who wouldn’t recognize you?" The young man shrugged, meticulously organizing tools on the table as he spoke, relishing a rare sighting of such a figure.

The Demon King, at the pinnacle of martial arts, frowned slightly as she observed him, with no particular impression.

Nevertheless, knowing her identity, but being equally from the East and an alchemist, yet showing no fear—such people were rare.

Gu Mo didn’t mind at all, remaining composed as he continued his work methodically.

Meanwhile, he was contemplating something: the changes brought by his appearance seemed to have caused "distortions" from the previous timeline... For instance, the oldest Demon King should have been Marquis Woban, who originally gained his initial authority from the Apollo of Greek Mythology.

However, when the monster embodying all divine aspects of Greek mythology appeared, there was no longer a basis for this to happen.

Apollo would never appear, and naturally, Marquis Woban couldn’t rise to power...

Come to think of it, I was also preparing to obtain the full divinity of the Indian Anomaly Zone in the fgo world line, so if successful, would that lead to another world line correction?