I am the old, fiery-faced man from the senior department.

Theresa smiled at Kal'tsit, then pushed the snacks on the table toward her.

"Try it, Mr. A brought it this morning, it tastes very good."

“Theresia, you know that what a person who has lost their mind says is nonsense and cannot be taken as the truth.”

The lynx sat down, picked up a pastry, and took a bite.

The taste was no different from what she had eaten this morning.

“I know, Kal'tsit. But it’s really interesting.”

Whether it's what the PhD said or what you said.

The Demon King covered his mouth and chuckled, as if he had only overheard some amusing anecdotes.

Where is Mr. A?

The lynx didn't dwell on the topic and instead asked about something more important.

She went to find him this morning to discuss the follow-up cooperation plan, but couldn't find him in his room. She also didn't see him at the top of the tower or in the cafeteria. After much thought, she decided to come here to ask the Demon King.

"Mr. A said he felt wronged last night and went out to clear his head."

The Demon King pointed outside.

"Wronged……"

The lynx swallowed the last bit of its heart, then changed the subject: "Theresia, when do you plan to talk to him about lifting the barrier?"

While the barrier protected them, it also restricted the movement of people between the two Sarkaz.

Many Sarkaz and insightful individuals who intended to join the Demon King were blocked on the other side of the Thunder Curtain, to the point that Theresis even established an inspection team near the Thunder Curtain specifically to capture those who surrendered.

"I will discuss this with Mr. A when he returns."

The Demon King was also aware of the advantages and disadvantages of the Thunder Curtain. But before that, she wanted the Lynx to speak, since among them, only the Lynx had the right to speak.

However, after yesterday's in-depth understanding with the True Dragon, the Demon King felt he had the courage to bring up the topic.

"It's good that you remember."

The lynx, not intending to disturb the Demon King any further, rose to take its leave.

“M3…”

She tried to summon the little monster back, but what she got was not only the little monster, but also a real dragon grabbing the little monster's tail.

(A pitiful wailing)

Seeing that M3 was clearly happy but was putting on an act as if he was forced into it, the lynx sighed silently in his heart.

"Kal'tsit, good morning."

During the day, the little monster released its tail and greeted the lynx.

Good day, Mr. A.

"Are we going to the office?"

Watching the lynx leave, Bai Zhou consciously made way for her.

"Yes. Thanks to your help, the Doctor has not been able to replenish her sanity in time, and she needs someone to help her with the work she hasn't finished."

"That must have been really tough."

Only when the lynx disappeared around the corner did Bai Zhou turn his gaze away.

"Is there anything you want to tell me, Theresa?"

Sitting down opposite the Demon King, Zhenlong took the tea she offered, sipped it, and then asked softly.

"That's right, Your Majesty."

The Demon King slowly opened his mouth and recounted to the True Dragon the advantages and disadvantages brought about by the lightning barrier over the past few days.

"So, you're planning to withdraw it?"

The Demon King shook his head.

"Thanks to your benevolence, Your Majesty, many Sarkaz have been able to survive."

"But we are not yet capable of confronting the Royal Court and half of Kazdel."

"so……"

"Therefore, I dare to suggest that you amend the contract."

The Demon King silently met the True Dragon's gaze, quietly awaiting his reply.

"Modifying the contract... isn't out of the question."

It's just a matter of lifting a finger.

Whether it's the Thunder Curtain or the Rift Valley, it's all just a matter of what the True Dragon thinks.

However, he is only responsible for construction; how to proceed depends on the client's requirements.

"Your benevolence is admirable, Your Majesty."

The Demon King continued to explain his thoughts: "I think... could the protective barrier be traversed using tokens or similar objects?"

"Oh, you want to open a security door in the barrier?"

After listening, Bai Zhou nodded slightly, having roughly formed a model in his mind.

“It is certainly permissible to act in this way.”

"Thanks you……"

"Don't rush to thank me."

Zhenlong raised his hand and tapped the table.

"What is the corresponding reward, Theresa?"

"Modifying the barrier is no easy task, let alone creating the token. What reward can I possibly get for such a massive project?"

"..."

The Demon King pursed his lips, his pale pink lips resembling two slices of moist and tender peach flesh.

“What can I do for you? I’m willing to do anything for you, as long as it doesn’t endanger the Sarkaz.”

"A demon king at my beck and call... that sounds pretty good."

Bai Zhou seemed to have thought of something, chuckled softly, and agreed.

"I do need your help with something."

"Please speak."

As the true dragon recounted the story, the Demon King's face showed a mixture of surprise and struggle. However, due to the earlier agreement and the true dragon's imposing presence, the Demon King ultimately hesitated before agreeing.

"Well then, let me try it out here first."

"Here..."

The Demon King looked at the True Dragon, seemingly wanting to refuse, but upon seeing the distant lightning curtain, she sighed softly and nodded.

"I... this is my first time, please forgive me if I do it poorly."

"No need to worry."

The dragon reassured him, "It's not easy to be a beginner. With more practice, you'll quickly master the skills."

The Demon King pondered for a moment, then slowly opened his cherry-colored lips.

"..."

"Wow, isn't that amazing? To do this on your first try, Theresa is truly gifted."

Even the true dragon couldn't help but praise the Demon Queen's skillful speed.

"You flatter me. I still feel that what happened just now was not perfect."

"Could I try one more time?"

"Naturally."

Under the watchful gaze of the vacuum, the Demon King frowned slightly and opened his mouth again.

A moment later, the two straightened their clothes and sat down facing each other again.

"Indeed, I was right, Theresa is a very good actress."

Bai Zhou carefully put away the script and praised the Demon King without reservation.

"You flatter me, Your Majesty."

The words and actions just now gave the Demon King a very novel feeling.

Imitating other people's speech and actions...

"Now, once filming begins, if necessary, please move to the filming location, Theresa."

"I've noted it down. I'll need Your Majesty's reminder when the time comes."

This might be an opportunity for Sarkaz.

The Demon King thought to himself, then composed himself and continued to talk to the true dragon.

Chapter Seventy-Eight: Drak, the Deer, and the Snow Hare

“I understand the logic, but do you think that fighting for the rights of those infected can be achieved simply by talking?”

The snow rabbit, its frosty white skin tinged with a few specks of ink, looked at Drak, who had intercepted them for what seemed like the umpteenth time, and had lost all interest in fighting her.

Why doesn't this person understand? You can't get people to truly follow you just by making empty promises.

"Do you think we've survived on the ice plains for so many years by drinking and arguing with those black bugs at the table?"

"of course not."

"Then get out of the way. Although I don't know how you found us this time, if you dare to block our way again next time, the Ice Plains won't mind adding another piece of ice."

Snow Rabbit coldly rebuked her.