After a long time, the two of them were in a mess.

Douma calmed down and asked Mingnu to send him to find Muzan.

Looking at Douma with tears still on his face, Muzan suddenly wondered if he had used too much force.

Great joy and great sorrow, emotions burst out.

As soon as Douma saw Muzan, he rushed over, but Muzan dodged and bumped into the rocking chair:

"Master Muzan! I want to turn Akagi Rie into a demon!"

(;´༎ຶД༎ຶ`)

"Do you think she wants to become a demon?"

"No..."

Douma lowered his head, then suddenly looked up at Muzan:

"Master Muzan, what do you think I should do!"

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Muzan spread his hands: "How should I know?"

Douma: Believe it or not, I'll cry for you to see!

(つД`)・゚・

"Alright, alright, return to your previous smiling face!"

Douma looked at Muzan for a long time, I don't want to laugh anymore, I don't want to laugh anymore!

Muzan pulled over a small stool and ate a snack: "Don't worry, I'll think about what to do."

Muzan scratched his head. To be honest, what could he do?

"How about this, you go and harass her every day, and one day she will be moved by you!"

Dou Ma: "..."

You are such a reliable boss!

Are you sure that the result of harassing her all the time is not that she hates me more?

Won't she want to kill me with a knife?

And even if she is really "moved" by me for the first time, are you sure that she, a pillar in the Demon Slayer Corps who takes killing demons as her own responsibility, will have an easy life?

Muzan was really shocked when he saw Dou Ma's idea!

In just a few years, you have learned to consider others? !

This is really, too much effort, right?

The Demon Slayer Corps is so powerful? !

Muzan scratched his head over and over again like he was doing a math problem, and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind:

"I'm not kidding, I'll give you a way, you just harass her first."

Dou Ma: "... Muzan-sama, stop joking."

"Don't interrupt me!" Muzan glared at him and continued, "Then, as the strongest pillar in the Demon Slayer Corps, it was actually only those few years. You always went to her to explain things, although it was definitely useless, but at least there was a foundation.

Then wait for her to retire, and then do something big.

Save her life, and then, anyway, you didn't kill her.

You can tell him that it was the hateful Muzan who turned you into a demon, and you had no choice, but you never killed innocent people, and you saved many people, plus your pitiful experience.

If it really doesn't work, you can pretend to be at the risk of being killed and reveal some information to her, such as who the Twelve Demon Moons are, anyway, it doesn't matter.

Just do it, I tell you, it's done!"

Douma's eyes lit up when he heard it: "Lord Muzan, you are worthy of being the Demon King!"

"Of course not!"

Douma left with his usual smiling expression, and Muzan continued to lie back and sleep!

Soon, Douma took action. As soon as he caught the trace of Akagi Rie, he ran over to explain that he had never touched innocent people, and helped from time to time.

Muzan was too lazy to pay attention.

His attention has now been attracted by a thing he never expected-the steam engine.

You guys are great!

It's only the beginning of the eighteenth century, and you have made a steam engine? !

Although it is a little later than the Western group, it is really good.

Muzan was attracted to it.

To be honest, the history at this time is completely different from the previous history.

Even in society, with the encouragement of the government, technology has become an important topic. Although it has not yet emerged, the problem is that the government is willing to invest!

In fact, the one who made the steam engine was a ghost.

He was also a "lucky man" who was given a bunch of memories of his previous life by Muzan, but he was quickly eliminated in the Warring States Period.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a talent in this area!

The memories that Muzan gave him included the development of history in the past, so, following this hint, it seems reasonable to make it and then buy something?

And Asanuma Shizuji, Maruoka Masahiro, Maruoka Kinko and others who were also lost their memories by Muzan naturally understood the meaning of this thing, and all ran over.

Muzan excitedly looked at the big guy in front of him surrounded by ghosts.

This steam engine is not small, it is bigger than a person, after all, it has just been built.

He suddenly felt that it would be nice if he had a mobile phone in his hand, after all, it was one of the first few mobile phones built in the world.

The steam engine that came out will definitely go into history books.

Why don't you take a picture?

Unfortunately, there is no mobile phone.

Shan Zhuoan, the inventor of the steam engine, stood flattered and watched Wuzan looking back and forth at the big thing he made with satisfaction.

Wuzan nodded and patted Shan Zhuoan on the shoulder: "Not bad, well done."

Shan Zhuoan nodded excitedly: "Master Wuzan, I will definitely work harder!"

"Don't move."

Wuzan suddenly said. Although Shan Zhuoan was puzzled, he stopped moving immediately. As a result, the next second, Wuzan poked his finger into his head.

A memory flowed into his head and body along with Master Wuzan's blood.

It hurts!!!

Wuzan pulled out his finger and watched him hold his head in pain and roar. The ghosts on the side were no longer surprised. As everyone knows, Master Wuzan likes to poke the head, and it is very painful to give blood.

However, they couldn't help showing envy in their eyes. It was great to be given blood by Lord Muzan.

This should be the pursuit of almost all ghosts.

Giving blood not only represents more powerful power, but also being favored by Lord Muzan whom they respect.

Although Kokushibo, Tsugikoku Yoshiichi, Tamayo, Douma and others showed almost no respect for Muzan, they still respected him fundamentally.

But they didn't have to show it.

Sugihara, who had recovered, panted: "Thank you Lord Muzan!"

There was an extra memory in his head, which seemed to be the advanced knowledge that Lord Muzan knew!

After all, Muzan used to be a pure science student. Even if his grades were not very good, he at least learned the knowledge. In addition, after crossing over, with the blessing of five brains, his previous memories were not lost, but became clearer, and his mastery of knowledge was also improved.

Just throw it to them.

"It's okay, just do your best."

Muzan patted his shoulder. Actually, he wanted to touch his head, but he was so old, so forget it.

Just touching the child's head is enough.

Speaking of which, it seems that I should go to see Xiaomei and Jifutaro.

Before leaving, Muzan randomly selected a few lucky people and gave them some memories.

Technology is often the joint efforts of many people, embodied in a certain person, so the more ghosts with his memories in this regard, the better.

Muzan came to Yuichi's residence and approached from a distance.

When he got closer, he could see Jifutaro fiddling with the sickle in his hand in the yard, looking at Xiaomei with a boastful look on his face, as if to say: Brother, I am awesome!

Xiaomei also looked at Jifutaro with admiration.

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