Chapter 330: Plans (2/2)

The strong fed on the weak, that was the law of nature. Yet amongst all the muscle-brained devils who came here, there were still a few smart ones. These unusual devils could serve as administrative officers for me, these were the devils I severely lacked in right now. Because of that, I wanted to avoid any unnecessary casualties as I endeavored to bring more devils under my wing.

Then, there was the issue of the recruitment zone. In all likelihood, it had to be built by devil hands; the golems would probably only be able to assist in tasks like stone cutting and delivery. The golems were incapable of tasks that required a deft hand; we clearly couldn’t expect a robot to build a home by itself after all… that was clearly impossible, for now anyway.

Regardless, all I wanted was results, the process didn’t matter. As for the matter of food… work had already begun on the safety zone so the number of worms should increase by the day. Given time, I was sure that their needs would be met by the increasing number of worms.

“Alright, that’s all I have for you now. You may leave first, if there’s anything urgent, you may find me here.”

I waved No.6 away as I said that. Without any question to ask, he obediently bowed to me before leaving.

“Hold up.”

A problem suddenly occurred to me so I called for No.6. Not daring to show any sign of impatience, No.6 turned around with head lowered as he quietly waited for my following command.

“If you meet any devil with unique talents in the future, I want them all singled out. Have No.3 send them over periodically…got it?”

“What kind of unique talents, Master?”

“For example, being unusually intelligent or strong, like being innately blessed with a Sin. As long as they have something that sets them apart from other devils, you can have No.3 send them over to me.”

“Understood, Master.”

“Alright, you may leave now.”

“Yes.”

Watching his tiny figure disappear, I heaved a sigh of relief. Regardless of how capable he actually was, he was the only devil I had right now that was able to manage or build. Hopefully he won’t disappoint me.

‘What to do next…’ My eyes instinctively turned to the two little scamps horsing around nearby. ‘That’s right, the next urgent task would be assembling more golems…there’s still a mountain of golem parts down below, they just need to be put together…probably…who knows. Either way, it’s not like I can give up on such a massive source of power.’

“Baby, come to Papa for a second.”

As of right now, Mo Na was busy teasing Cinderel who was tumbling about in a black plant. Upon hearing me call for her, the little scamp happily flew over to give me a hug. “Mama, Mo Na’s here!”

Her little sidekick, Cinderel, came scampering as well.

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The fact that this little daughter of mine was so clingy was a point of pride for me.

On the surface, Mo Na seemed like an innocent and harmless little girl. In truth…I really wasn’t sure what was in her inherited memories. However, there was one thing I was sure of: she wasn’t as innocent as she seemed.

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Most of the time, she enjoys teasing me and saying things that brought a blush to my cheeks; that bit of affection was real, no doubt whatsoever. Yet, there were also a lot of times where I just couldn’t figure what her adorable little head was thinking. Was she really going to push me down…that’s just…grea…no, no, that’s horrible. I don’t want to be that kind of Papa, absolutely not!

Lucifer’s clone left no clue as to the exact timing of the apocalypse so all I could do was strengthen myself to the best of my abilities. Regardless of who I helped in the end, I needed a certain level of strength. The golems were like powerful war machines, ones that I was deeply interested in mass producing in the upcoming days.

I bent down and ruffled my little baby’s hair and smiled. “We have a lot more work to do next. Sweetie, do you mind heading down to the factory to research the method of creating more golems?”

“Mama, Mo Na is really interested in that as well but she’s really hungry right now.” As she said that, she gave me the puppy dog look before rubbing her belly. “Cinderel is hungry too, right?”