Chapter 430 Did the Demon Mess Up Watching TV?

For a brief moment, Xia Xinyan almost thought they had entered the wrong set.

After all, no matter how you looked at it, the title of Grand General was way too mismatched with the scene before them—it was like a general on the front lines of an ancient battlefield suddenly pulling out a Gatling gun.

But based on this woman’s attitude, she was likely serious.

Ling Mo glanced at Xia Xinyan and Monica, his expression somewhat strange.

For a moment, he really didn’t know how to respond to this situation.

There was no way they were actually going to act as generals in this place, right?

After pondering for a moment, Xia Xinyan finally spoke up: “Grand General… what is that?”

What she was considering at this moment was something else.

A title as peaceful as “Grand General” couldn’t possibly have been thought up by this demon on a whim—without any prior knowledge, even if it smashed its own head, it couldn’t come up with something like that. It was akin to a genuinely nice person never being able to imagine what true evil looked like.

Unless this demon had the soul of a human from Earth passing through—though that was even more unlikely. If it were truly a human soul, it wouldn’t be able to hide its true identity. It would have flipped the table and fought them by now. After all, two tigers can’t share one mountain, and that woman’s earlier behavior proved that.

Even if it still felt sympathy for humans who were once its kin, it wouldn’t test them in such a lowly manner—surely, a direct “You’re missing one for Mahjong” would have been more straightforward, right?

So with that possibility eliminated, Xia Xinyan was now quite curious about where this guy had heard that term.

Including those quite leading statements in the demon’s earlier proclamation of being a king, none of it seemed like something a demon of this intelligence level would come up with.

Xia Xinyan previously thought that this demon had evolved to the highest level, becoming the boss here, even picking up a bit of the tricks of deception and brainwashing, maybe even reaching an IQ comparable to humans…but now, looking at this guy’s reaction, it didn’t quite seem so.

So she decided to test it.

And the way to test it was simple—they were demons now, so they should behave at the intelligence and knowledge level of demons. They definitely wouldn’t have heard of such an impressive title as “Grand General,” so it was natural to be curious and ask.

The woman didn’t suspect their reaction but instead seriously explained: “It’s my most capable subordinate, helping me guard this city-state. I am the king, and you are my generals, while those… are your soldiers.”

After a pause, she continued, “If you agree, then I’ll let them listen to you.”

Xia Xinyan seemed to think for a moment and then said, “We… have never heard of such… subordinates…”

“Now you have,” the woman frowned. “You resemble me closely, so you should possess the same excellent strength as I do. You will naturally understand what I just told you—but I can make you understand a bit faster…”

As she spoke, the throne beneath her suddenly shattered, and six blood-red arms, as thick as before, stretched out, hanging above the heads of the three: “Submit to me, or die.”

—What a familiar scene; Xia Xinyan had done this quite a few times before.

So when faced with someone doing that to her, she responded very promptly: “Submit.”

Ling Mo didn’t even have time to say a word.

However, since she had already spoken, Ling Mo didn’t intend to chime in further, seeing Xia Xinyan’s demeanor, it seemed like she had her own plans in mind.

So he just watched from the side.

Monica was observing the whole thing like it was a show.

Seeing them agree so readily did leave the woman a bit stunned, but after the shock, she was pleased: “I appreciate your wise decision, and you will soon understand just how wise your choice today is.”

Xia Xinyan nodded and continued to ask: “I am still a bit curious… why is there a Grand General?”

Upon hearing this, the woman huffed somewhat proudly: “I saw this in a box.”

“A box?” Xia Xinyan furrowed her brow slightly.

“Seeing how curious you all are, I’ll take you to see it.”

With that, she suddenly jumped down from the throne, and the throne made of flesh and blood, along with the giant arms, instantly dissolved into blood and disappeared. Then, the woman flew off in one direction, moving very quickly.

Seeing this, Ling Mo finally spoke: “Should we follow?”

Monica smiled: “Why not? Sounds quite interesting.”

Xia Xinyan shot her a sideways glance and then said seriously: “Since our identities are still not exposed, we might as well take this opportunity to stay here a bit longer. Who knows, we might uncover more information—and who wouldn’t want to try being the Grand General who commands demons?”

She felt this was an opportunity.

Since the woman had actively brought them in, they shouldn’t hold back.

Ling Mo quickly understood Xia Xinyan’s intent and nodded: “Alright.”

No matter her plans, he would stay by her side.

As they spoke, the woman had already increased the distance between them, so Xia Xinyan took the lead in chasing after her, with Ling Mo and Monica following closely behind.

The woman seemed to notice they were slightly lagging, so she slowed down a little to wait for them.

Moments later, they arrived at a residential area.

This was located at the junction of the Old Town and the New District. Even though it had fallen into disrepair, it was still evident that this community was once quite luxurious.

The woman led them to the innermost building of the community and entered Room 101, opening a passage to the basement in the bedroom, and took them inside.

The basement was originally supposed to be a parking lot, but the space below this house had been transformed into a… shelter? Aside from the passage connecting to the bedroom, all other exits were cemented shut. There were a total of four rooms, each piled with various items—one room full of stored food, another stocked with large amounts of water and evolution devices, and also a generator and assorted junk. You could say that even in the apocalypse, one could live comfortably here for quite a long time.

In the bedroom below, aside from a big bed, there was also a LCD television, but it wasn’t connected to the internet; instead, it was using an old-fashioned CD player. One of the walls in the bedroom was lined with various CDs.

The woman seemed to have been here many times before; she skillfully turned on the TV and CD player, and the TV began playing the content that had been on when it was last shut off—

Well, well, it was Three Kingdoms.