CHAPTER 287: CHAPTER 168: DURING SURVIVAL TRAINING, DO NOT UNDERESTIMATE ANY SLIME

"Report! Everything is normal with the Zombie Race! The zombies are all super energetic!"

The bandage-wrapped zombie leader actively reported the situation to Bichu’er.

The zombie leader’s memory went back a few days when the new demon king and a group of minotaurs wiped out its entire tribe.

It barely escaped at the last moment and survived.

However, as the zombie leader, of course, it can’t go around saying that the tribe was wiped out! The entire tribe was annihilated by the new demon king, and Bichu’er would surely put it to death directly.

Since the whole tribe is gone, there’s nothing to look forward to here. It might even be settled by the new demon king afterwards, so might as well attend this meeting, grab some treasures in the cave, and make a quick run!

The Dragon Race Maiden looked at the zombie leader, silent for a moment.

Didn’t Shami say that all the betraying zombies had been wiped out?

But there was no time for the maiden to think more, as the meeting continued, and she turned her gaze to the next race.

"Next is the report of the Minotaur Tribe."

The Minotaur Chief Tory crossed his arms, breathing heavily, his nostrils exhaling streams of air.

Tory was troubled.

The pink minotaur and giant slime appearing on the plains had successively destroyed three of his settlements, severely weakening the Minotaur Tribe. And the only one who could command both the pink minotaur and slime simultaneously was the new demon king heir.

Logically, it should be reported to Bichu’er, but the previous two races were all normal, and suddenly reporting an incident would imply incompetence?

Bichu’er is not only cautious but everyone knows he is a ruthless villain, having once directly executed one of his own confidants who almost leaked the location here.

It’s not too late to deal with the wounded before reporting.

"Everything is normal. The Minotaur Tribe is strong and thriving."

The Dragon Race Maiden’s expression was strange.

Is losing three settlements considered normal?

"Finally, it’s the Skeleton Race."

At the end of the meeting table, the Skeleton Strategist slowly fanned with a fan.

"The Skeleton Race has encountered quite a bit of trouble lately. The Elf Race’s survival practice seems to be targeting us, hunting down our skeletons, and many of the skeletons scattered in caves have been killed."

Bichu’er became serious, his eyes emitting a strange light.

"Elf Race’s survival practice? — But I definitely don’t want any involvement with this troublesome race. Sure, every part of an elf is valuable, but coveting the elves will bring elven vengeance. The Elf Race values their protection fiercely, and the sudden disappearance of an elf would draw the attention of elf masters. — The Skeleton Race should stabilize and avoid any trouble."

The priority for Bichu’er now is to find the new demon king, so he chooses to ignore the Elf Race’s appearance.

"However, for now, the Skeleton Race casualties are probably below 100."

The Skeleton Strategist fanned, but ultimately didn’t mention the news of the new demon king’s appearance.

’The good news is the new demon king has appeared, the bad news is he has cleared out half of the Skeleton Race soldiers.’

If these words were spoken, Bichu’er would surely remove all the current Skeleton Race high-ranking officials!

The Skeleton Strategist prayed inwardly.

Hopefully, the stinky skeleton leader can catch the new demon king and redeem itself.

"Very good."

After the reports ended, Bichu’er nodded with satisfaction.

"Do you have any intelligence on the new demon king heir?"

"Absolutely none."

A simultaneous reply echoed from the meeting table.

The Dragon Race Maiden grew more puzzled.

Lies! There’s clearly traces of Shami all over the plains! He himself said he might not be able to hide his tracks anymore!

Bichu’er remained expressionless.

"...Alright then."

The leaders exchanged glances, collectively exhaling a sigh of relief.

At least they muddled through the meeting.

Truth be told, they didn’t want to lie, but somehow, it seemed like all their tribal intelligence was leaked.

Even though the bases of each tribe are extremely secretive, the new demon king suddenly found them.

However, these are not issues to address now.

Once they pass the weekly meeting, their positions and lives are temporarily safe.

But they need to pass another hurdle to have enough time to escape and plan.

The four tribe leaders touched the storage crystal in their hands and looked at Bichu’er’s men behind him.

After the meeting, several leaders left Bichu’er’s headquarters.

Bichu’er sat at the meeting table, slowly furrowing his brows.

His extremely cautious nature had detected something amiss.

"Why did everyone say so little this meeting? Something feels off."

Bichu’er turned to his back, where four of his confidants slowly emerged from the darkness, collaborators when he betrayed Luwaka.

These four had decent prowess and became his confidants to oversee the tribes upon arriving in the Aoja Kingdom’s southeast.

"Everyone, was the report from each tribe leader truthful just now?"

Bichu’er looked at his four subordinates.

Each of them supervised a tribe, and now, they touched the storage crystals they received from the tribe leaders.

More than Bei Chui Er’s annual salary!

The four subordinates slowly nodded.

"Truthful."

"Then continue overseeing them."