Nico scanned the room and slowly opened her mouth.

"It seems everyone has returned to school on time, so let's start submitting your summer homework. For those who haven't done it, come to my office after school at noon."

Inside the classroom, many students began to panic.

Weak Student: "What do I do? I seem to have one assignment incomplete."

Slacker: "Damn, were we actually given summer homework?"

Top Student: "Oh, I think I didn't finish mine either..."

Lureya (briefly a study diva): "Eh eh eh eh~ I barely did anything last night~"

Sitting in the back row of the classroom, Lureya smirked.

Hahaha, finally waited for this moment!

So this is the feeling of fearlessly flaunting all completed summer homework, huh? This is awesome~!

Lureya looked forward, unfazed by Professor Nico's gaze intentionally lingering on her for three or four seconds.

"Lureya, even if you're smiling, you need to submit your homework. The teacher won't fall for beauty tricks."

Nico's voice slowly came through.

"Got it, got it!"

"Or just come to the teacher's office directly."

"I did it, okay!"

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In the southeast of Aoja Kingdom, on a high mountain among the sprawling swamps and deep mountain wilderness.

This enormous mountain was almost hollowed out and built into a large labyrinth-like nest.

At the center of the maze is a huge space, where an almost shadowy figure sat on a chair on a high platform, leaving only a pair of red eyes overlooking the people below.

"Haven't seen Aguli's shadow lately; where did that guy go again?"

Below the platform stood three or four figures of various sizes, their upper bodies hidden in the darkness.

One of them slowly spoke.

"Master Bichu'er, I happen to have some news about Aguli to tell you. He is likely dead."

"Hmm?"

A puzzled voice came from above.

"There's a meeting coming up, so I sent scouts to bring Aguli back. When the scout returned, they reported to me that according to reliable information, Aguli is dead."

"Strategist, how did he die?"

"He was killed by an adventurer group. According to reports, Aguli's last location was near a small village in eastern Fess Kingdom, where he was collecting artworks he pursued, and then was killed in a cave by an adventurer group."

"Hmm..."

The voice above expressed doubt.

"All his artworks in the cave were burned to ashes."

"Then he is likely indeed dead."

All voices from both above and below agreed simultaneously.

"I've been telling him to change that damn taste of his. Going against mainstream aesthetics doesn't end well, and now he's reaping what he sowed. Strategist, go tear down all Aguli's murals around the cave and throw them away."

"Yes."

"What about the Rolling Stone Tribe Chief? Any news about the Tree Spirit?"

"Master Bichu'er, no progress yet. The Rolling Stone Spirit squad we sent recently to find the Tree Spirit was wiped out, but they did gather some gold."

In the darkness, a very serious voice came through.

"Without the Tree Spirit, our intelligence network can't function, and there's no way to expand our power outside of here."

"Master Bichu'er, I will continue to follow up on this."

"The new Demon King has appeared for more than three months, but we haven't found him yet."

"Master Bichu'er, don't worry. At this point, the Demon King Heir can't amount to much, maybe still hiding in the basement questioning life."

"You can't think that way. Underestimating the enemy too easily will only lead to your own downfall. Be strict with yourself."

"According to Divination Art, the current Demon King is a male with a fetish for exotic girls. I plan to have all the female Minotaurs dress up frequently and appear in various villages. If there's a bite, report to me immediately."

"The Rolling Stone Tribe can also send out all female Rolling Stone Spirits!"

"No need for Rolling Stone Spirits, from any angle it's too bizarre... forget it, let them go too..."

After a moment of thought, Bichu'er changed his mind.

"I'll find time to bring the Succubus Race over and use Succubus to find the Demon King."

In the darkness, a massive Minotaur figure stood still, frowning in the shadows.

"Master Bichu'er, however outrageous this Demon King's fetish might be, he wouldn't want a cow or rock!"

"What's up, Minotaur Chief Tory, are you dissatisfied with my orders?"

"No. I am willing to cooperate."

"Very good. By the way, what about the survey questionnaire we sent out last time? Strategist?"

"Which one?"

"The one asking everyone at the current demon stronghold about their opinion of me, our living conditions, and any recommendations and suggestions for our future planning."

"Master Bichu'er, they've all been collected."

"Very good, read them to everyone."

"Yes. This time we've collected over twenty thousand surveys, including the Rolling Stone Spirit Tribe, Minotaur Tribe, Skeleton Race, and Zombie Race, as well as the relevant tribe leaders and chiefs."

"Among them, one hundred percent rated you as excellent. Regarding living conditions, ten percent chose positive, and one percent of the creatures chose negative."

"Hmm? What about the rest?"

"They chose the third option: sweet."

"Very good, very good. Help me pick out that one percent of creatures, and I will interrogate them well. What about the suggestions and recommendations for our future planning?"

The strategist approached the platform and whispered in a low voice.

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