Descent of the Demon Master - Chapter 868

“What’s this?”

“Isn’t this a smartphone?”

“Wow, isn't this the latest model?”

Zhu Gang was greeted by the sight of a lengthy procession of people upon his arrival at the Martial Assembly HQ. Calling it a procession was a little incorrect, though. After all, it wasn’t only one queue, but dozens of them!

This scene was reminiscent of an airport security checkpoint, with people in dozens of queues impatiently waiting for their turn. In front of these queues were employees of the Martial Assembly sitting behind desks busy distributing boxes of new smartphones.

“Huh? Are they just giving away these phones for free?”

“Holy cow.”

Zhu Gang could see the people in front were busy writing something on a form. It seemed one had to record their personal details first in order to receive their new phone.

“Oh, hey. Wait, dude.” Zhu Gang called out to his fellow demonic cultivator who had received his phone already. “Are they just giving away the phone?”

“Yes, they are.”

“Really? It's not like we gotta pay monthly installments?”

“Nope. I got it for free. I only had to write my name down.”

Zhu Gang blinked his eyes in confusion. “Huh. Then what’s that slip of paper in your hand?”

“Oh, this? It’s the number for the phone, apparently. They say I can use it now.”

“Huh...” Zhu Gang chuckled hollowly as he recalled something.

-Our demon emperor is wealthy.

That was a pretty popular saying among the demon cult members. As it turned out, Kang Jin-Ho really was wealthy. Of course, he couldn't be as wealthy as those billionaires often talked about by the masses, but...

‘...No, hang on. Maybe he is as wealthy as them?’

Zhu Gang hurriedly shook his head. In any case! There was no doubt that the demon emperor was wealthy, even if no one here could tell by how much. And this Martial Assembly seemed to be loaded, as well.

This organization was in another league altogether compared to the demon cult that couldn’t even pay the elders their monthly stipends on time despite boasting almost ten thousand believers.

For proof, take a gander at how the Assembly was oh-so-casually handing out expensive smartphones for free!

‘These phones must cost at least three thousand yuans or more.’

In Korean Won, wouldn’t that be over five hundred thousand?

Obviously, the Assembly's bean counters weren't insane, so they wouldn't have bought a whole truckload of top-of-the-line smartphones. So Zhu Gang's estimation should be more or less on the money. Even so, the fact remained the same. The money spent here was still enormous, to say the least.

The demon cult had more than quite a few believers, so to distribute smartphones to all those people was just... How was Zhu Gang supposed to accept this situation?

Even as he mulled his response, his queue continued to move forward. At a fair knock, too. Before too long, Zhu Gang found himself standing in the front of the queue.

“Please fill this form out,” said the Assembly employee.

Zhu Gang could see a piece of paper with neatly-arranged columns and rows for him to record his personal details. He looked at the employee. "Why am I writing my details on this thing?”

“We need to know which member can be contacted with which phone number.”

“Oh...”

Zhu Gang was still confused. Why would the Assembly want to know that? Although his questions hadn't been resolved, Zhu Gang chose to brush them aside.

They were giving him a nice phone for free, so what if they wanted to keep track of him? That much shouldn't even bother him.

Zhu Gang quickly filled out the form, then received his new smartphone.

The employee explained what was what. “Here is your phone number. Even if you lose this, you can still check the number through your phone. The phone's user manual is inside the box, so please read it to learn more about setting the phone's unlock pattern and how to check your number.”

“Oh, uh... Thanks.” Zhu Gang nodded while listening to the employee’s fluent Chinese.

While walking away, Zhu Gang looked at the phone’s box from various angles.

‘Why are we getting these phones, though?’

Unlike how he appeared on the surface, the demon emperor was famous for his charitable nature. However, that charitable nature was not about simply showering gifts to his people for no reason.

As far as Zhu Gang could tell, the demon emperor’s generosity was tied to the ironclad rule of giving the rightful compensation to those who worked hard and tried their absolute best.

That's why Zhu Gang couldn't help but think that this situation was rather unexpected.

That was when one of his fellow demonic cultivators raised his voice. “Hey, isn't this for... That thing?”

Zhu Gang glanced at him. “What thing?”

“I heard the Koreans were learning stuff through online videos or something.”

“Learn what?”

“What do you mean, what? It’s obviously the cultivation method.”

“Huh? They are learning cultivation method through... video?”

“Yeah, that’s what I heard.”

“Heol...?” Zhu Gang was left stupefied. What kind of a crazy idea was that now? Learning martial arts through online videos? Where would anyone come up with nonsense like that? “Are they crazy? Seriously?”

“I see nothing wrong with that, though?”

“What? Of course it’s wrong! If you learn via video...” Zhu Gang suddenly clamped his mouth shut.

He initially thought this was a hair-brained idea. The rejection he felt was immediate and even visceral, after all. However, when he thought about it some more...

There was no reason why it couldn't be done.

‘Well, there's the danger of learning it incorrectly or inadvertently missing some parts, but...’

It might be a funny thing to say, but Chang Min probably enjoyed getting chewed out by the demon emperor more than anyone else in this world! Wasn't it like... He was genuinely happy about having someone to order him around?

Whatever it was, this couldn’t be normal.

Kang Jin-Ho stared at Zhu Gang. “I’m sure you might have heard the rumors, but...”

“Sir?” Zhu Gang sobered up.

“I’m hoping to change the training method to something a little more efficient.”

“Oh, uh... You mean the video lectures, my liege?”

“So you heard about it. Yes, that's exactly it.” Kang Jin-Ho slowly nodded away. “We're already doing it with the Korean Martial Assembly. Although minor issues have cropped up here and there, none of them have been deal-breakers. Things should settle down soon enough if we continue to refine the process and gradually weed out the bugs.”

“O-of course.”

“What I'm concerned with is that the cult believers are not the same as the regular Assembly members. So, I wanted to hear the opinion of a demonic cultivator. To see if they think this idea is viable.”

“P-please hold on for a sec, sir...” Zhu Gang hurriedly waved his hands. However, even before he could speak his mind, a fiery rebuke landed on him first.

“You insolent fool! How dare you use such casual language in front of our demon emperor! Do I have to rip out your tongue for you to understand your mistake?! Oh, my liege! Please punish this lacking servant for failing to properly educate your followers! Allow me to slam my head into the floor until I die to repent for this...”

“Stop... Just... Please, stop... Okay?” Kang Jin-Ho muttered in distress.

Even Zhu Gang could tell that Kang Jin-Ho was in pain right now!

‘Huh. This relationship wasn’t as one-sided as I thought.’

Although Kang Jin-Ho was the one in charge, he was clearly in distress while Chang Min was having a whale of a time. The more Zhu Gang observed this relationship, the weirder it became in his view!

“B-but, my liege!”

“Chang Min!”

“Yes, my liege!”

“Five minutes! Just keep quiet for five minutes.”

“M-mm...!”

“Even if you want to say something, hold it in for five minutes. Only then will this conversation go somewhere! We will only waste more time if you keep butting in like this.”

“I will engrave your command to my soul, my liege!”

Kang Jin-Ho groaned loudly at that energetic reply, then glanced at Zhu Gang. “Okay, so... What were you trying to say just now?”

Zhu Gang quickly reorganized his thoughts and raised his voice. “My liege.I don’t even know how things are done with the Martial Assembly members.”

“Mm...”

“All I know is what I heard in passing, sir. I can only give you my honest opinion after learning more about what’s what first.”

“Mm, yeah. You have a point.”

Kang Jin-Ho turned his head and glanced at Lee Hyeon-Su.

That silent signal prompted Lee Hyeon-Su to pull out his phone and explain the situation to Zhu Gang.

After listening to the summary and briefly watching one of the video lectures, Zhu Gang nodded away in understanding.

“That’s how it’s done,” said Kang Jin-Ho.

“Mm! For sure, this is...”

...Very efficient. And effective, too. However, Zhu Gang wasn't sure if this could be called a massive progress. It felt like they had earned something but also lost something else in return.

Even so, the pros seemed to overwhelmingly outweigh the cons.

The first one of those pros was being able to simultaneously train all those people densely packing the huge central athletics field outside. That alone easily blew away all the cons, and then some!

Zhu Gang nodded weightily. “For sure, this looks like a wonderful scheme, sir!”

“Any problems to worry about?”

“Yes, my liege. I can see plenty of problems.”

“Ng?” Kang Jin-Ho tilted his head in confusion. “It's wonderful, but still has plenty of problems?”

“Yes, sir! This scheme is indeed wonderful, but implementing it right away will be difficult in its current state. First of all, the issue that stands out immediately is the website's language. It's exclusively in Korean, sir. How can we navigate it, in that case?”

“...”

“That’s not all, sir. What is our plan in case this gets leaked outside?”

Kang Jin-Ho cocked an eyebrow. “Outsiders won’t be able to master it.”

“But... isn't that a problem in its own right? In the past, criminals of the surface world somehow got their hands on some shabby remnants of demonic cultivation methods that had slipped out of the cult's safekeeping and created a lot of chaos, sir.

“Some of them even fell into the state of Qi deviation and became crazed murderers. As a result, the demon cult's public image went down the toilet.”

“...Oh.”

“A demonic art that can't be mastered properly is even more dangerous, my liege. The question of security must be addressed first, I think.”



“You think so?"

Kang Jin-Ho turned his head and stared at Lee Hyeon-Su again. Lee Hyeon-Su contemplatively nodded as if he could read what was in Kang Jin-Ho's mind.

“Okay. Call Cheon Tae-Hun. Tell him to join us,” said Kang Jin-Ho. Then, he smirked smoothly. “Also, tell him he has a new member joining his team.”

“...?”

This was the moment when Cheon Tae-Hun's video lecture education department acquired its first-ever team member.