After Being Sold Out By The Empire, I Decide To Assist The Demon King-Chapter 307 - 51 Race Judgment

"Meow~"

"Meow~"

"Meow meow meow~~"

"..."

At this moment, the Demon King Territory was filled with the sound of cats... It was only two or three, but they wouldn’t stop meowing.

Ah, how should it be put, perhaps it shouldn’t be said to be the entire "Demon King Territory." To be more specific, near the Blood Pond, and the Little Demons’ residential area, the continuous meows could be heard.

There were cats in this world, the existence of Cat Beastmen among Beastmen proved this.

However, even so, many people still liked furry things, just as humans sometimes adored the young of other species. The closer they were to furry races, the more they liked furry creatures.

Yila did not belong to this category.

"Is it really too noisy? Did I overlook something..."

Yila said this, looking at the Cat-like creatures wriggling in the Blood Pond. He sat helplessly by the Blood Pond, watching the Beastman girls help these cute creatures wipe the bloodstains off their bodies as they crawled out of the Blood Pond.

These Demon Worms would stay in the Blood Pond for quite some time, with enough blood and nutrients. Then they would turn into big Cat-like creatures, roughly as tall as a human’s waist.

Originally just a ball of fluff, they would gradually grow a cat-like face and eventually grow limbs... But at this point, they no longer needed to stay in the Blood Pond.

For the Cat Cars, which would grow larger, they would need sufficient nutrients and enough exercise to further evolve... Just like the Little Demons, whose evolution routes were determined by their environment, these Demon Worms were the same.

In general, the Little Demons closer to fire evolved into Fire Demons, those closer to cold became Little Ice Demons, and those who fought and got injured on the battlefield became Short Demons... That was the theory.

There was also a theory that the Little Demons’ subjective wishes had a greater influence on their future, but this theory didn’t have much basis. For the Little Demons themselves, generally speaking, they didn’t care about what kind of evolution route they would enter.

And since different "training" had different meanings for the Little Demons’ evolution, the same applied to the Cat-like creatures.

The Cat Cars, destined to keep running, in their Demon Worm evolving state—let’s call them "Cat Worms" for now—naturally had plenty of energy, which they urgently needed to release.

This was the reason for their constant meowing.

"If that’s the case, maybe we should prepare a special track for these Cat Worms... Surrounding the whole Demon King Territory? But that would complicate traffic planning..."

Yila muttered to himself, looking at the Beastman girls near him as they prepared a place for the Cat Worms to live... Basically, it was a cute cat nest.

Inside, there were soft cotton pads, feeling much like the nest Yila had prepared for his "Virtual Pets—Ragdoll (Ragdoll Cat)-3100" in his previous world... But the nest from his previous world cost him a whole 20,000 credits.

However, the effect was excellent. This "six-star" nest could slow down the aging of the Pets by 80%... If it was a rare flash six-star nest, the effect could reach 82.5%.

But Yila didn’t have money at that time, so he couldn’t gamble.

"..."

Remembering those past days, Yila’s eyes filled with an unusual warmth... For him, those days were probably the most memorable.

Because his "home" was there.

"Meow meow meow~"

But the Cat Worms’ voices brought him back from the past. He blinked and suddenly realized a way to let these Cat Worms release their excess energy.

Maybe a running wheel was a good idea, just like before...

Thinking this, Yila watched some small fairies happily sitting on the Cat Worms, which had grown four legs. He smiled... and decided to discuss with Wolf about making some running wheels for the Cat Worms later.

———— A flashback ends ————

"Good evening, Mr. Yi."

The speaker was a "human" with green skin sitting across from Yila, or rather... the projection of someone far away on another planet.

Obviously, they were an alien species that had undergone "humanoid transformation." Their original appearance was not as human-like as this...

Yila didn’t need to know exactly what species they were.

Yila, comfortably at home, sat calmly behind a desk, video-chatting with the other party while holding a cat and scratching its neck, seemingly indifferent to what the other person was saying.

"Mr. Yi... If you like cats so much, I could send you one."

The other party said this with a flattering smile, full of intent to please Yila. Yila, however, wasn’t very appreciative and replied calmly, "If one raises a cat just because they like cats, it would be unfair to the cat itself."

This statement left the other party stunned.

"But, the current pets are all AI now... For them, it’s probably all the same, right?"

In response, Yila, resting his chin on his hand, recorded something out of the other party’s sight and asked, "Is that what you think? Hmm... do all of your kind think this way?"

The moment these words were uttered, the other party’s expression tightened... Clearly, they became nervous and began to regret their casual words.

"Haha, just kidding."

Yila said this with a light laugh, letting go of the cat, which was well taken care of, while it jumped off his lap. He negotiated simply with the other party, "But I think, even if AI is AI, we should take it seriously."

Although this was just Yila’s personal thought, the attitude toward AI in the Federation was purely utilitarian... So, Yila’s current work was entirely based on his personal interests.

It was quite interesting.

"It’s very late, I need to get off work now... Let’s continue our negotiation tomorrow."

Saying this, Yila unceremoniously ended the communication, and his entire room fell into darkness... Only several NFT virtual figure stands projected a few beautiful character images.

Of course, there were also the lights from his personal mainframe...

The day’s work was over, and... tomorrow, the next negotiation would be with the representatives of other races.

Thinking this, Yila simply aimed his pupil at the wristwatch he wore, then conducted a work report for the day. In the "certification complete" voice prompt, he said, "Inspection finished, species ZZA-1046, result—disqualified."

For Yila’s words, the cold voice from the "Final Judgment Mechanism AI" was transmitted from the smartwatch: "Result—disqualified, record filed, judgment preparation countdown 3, 2, 1... charging ready, awaiting adjudicator’s confirmation."

"..."

Yila raised his head, and with his movement, the ceiling became one-way transparent. He looked at the small star marked by the "Judicial Authority"... the extinction of a star was a very convenient means of judgment.

"Confirm."

Yila said this...

"..."

Then as if nothing happened... the marked star simply disappeared.

...

Time for bed. More work tomorrow.

As the Federation’s youngest executive—Chief of the Species Adjudication Assistance Department.

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