Demon Progenitor Development Project

Chapter 137 Shuuga: Forget it, using Muzan is less reliable than a guaranteed win.

"Wait, what are you going to do?"

After being coaxed for a while, Muzan suddenly realized that Shuugo had never said what he was going to do.

Without waiting for a reply, Muzan preemptively said, "Let's go to the Demon Slayer Corps together."

He remembered that Shuuga still cared about the Demon Slayer Corps.

Muzan gave himself a thumbs up for his idea.

"No, I have other things to do."

Hiiragi shook his head and pulled out a piece of intelligence.

Someone discovered an extremely strange creature deep in the mountains, which looked like a carpet of flesh and blood.

After a portion of the biological tissue was cut off and sent for testing, the test report indicated that the creature also appeared to be a ghost.

Hiiragi:……

This is a big problem.

On this tiny, broken island, Muzan's family is the only demon. Where did the other demons come from?

It can only be the mastermind behind it all.

Having finally found a clue to the mastermind behind the scenes, Shugo was naturally not going to let it go.

Otherwise, he would have dealt with the Demon Slayer Corps himself instead of sending Muzan.

He didn't want to see Muzan kill himself while fighting the Demon Slayer Corps again.

If we want to reap all the benefits, we must now take some risks.

He severely weakened the Demon Slayer Corps; he basically eliminated all the Pillars that could be taken down.

Furthermore, there is no Kamado clan among the users of Sun Breathing.

Tanjuro Kamado has been bribed by him.

Tanjuro, whose personality is similar to Yoriichi's, is indifferent and only cares about his family. He is even more selfish than Yoriichi, only caring about his own little family.

Tanjuro was indeed extremely annoyed.

Thus, with the help of the Demon Slayer Corps, Tanjuro moved to a small town near another mountain after being persuaded by the messenger sent by Shugo.

The persuader said, "Tanjuro, your family makes a living by selling charcoal, but the charcoal on the mountain is limited."

Tanjuro remained silent; mining coal was indeed becoming increasingly difficult.

The persuader continued, "Tanjuro, you obviously can't keep doing coal mining for long. In that case, you should change to another job. Coal mining is strenuous and not good for your health. You should know your own body."

"You have to leave something for your wife and children, don't you? The suffering of a widow and her children is unbearable."

The lobbyist looked like someone who had been there and could deeply empathize with me.

Tanjuro, who knew he only had a few years left to live and was destined to die young: ...

“Things have changed a lot lately. Everyone has started using Western machines for production, and many people who do small handicrafts have nothing to do and have to find other ways to make a living.”

"We can also make coal, but the quality isn't as good as your charcoal, but we get it in bulk and it's cheap."

The lobbyist sighed and continued, "It's just that this place is relatively remote, so Western industrial products haven't flowed here yet."

Tanjuro: No wonder you brought so many foreign gadgets today.

Kui Zhi, who had been listening silently, did not have the same composure as her husband. She was completely absorbed in the imagined unemployment scenario constructed by the lobbyist and could not extricate herself. Her face immediately turned worried.

Kui Zhi thought to herself: If we lose the charcoal-selling business, my family will starve.

The lobbyist continued persuadingly, "The medical standards in big cities are quite good; it would be good for Mr. Tanjuro to go and have a look."

Kui Zhi was moved; her husband's health had always been a worry for her, and she hoped it could be cured.

Her heart fluttered for only a moment before Kui Zhi's heart sank. Her family was too poor to afford medical treatment in a big city.

Medical treatment in big cities is obviously very expensive.

The persuader smiled and guided Kui Zhi to express her difficulties.

"Why don't you come work at my family's kendo dojo, Mr. Tanjuro? You are highly skilled in martial arts and you will definitely be able to do this job."

Tanjuro, who was not good with words, couldn't get a word in edgewise for a long time.

The lobbyist continued to add weights to the other side of the scale.

"I know quite a few good doctors."

“Big cities still have schools, and Lady Aoi can send Tanjiro to school.”

Hearing this, Kui Zhi was even more tempted; she knew all too well the benefits of being literate.

Intellectuals have always been revered by people in the countryside.

Furthermore, if Tanjiro were literate, he wouldn't need to sell charcoal; he could do other jobs.

It's better for your health than burning charcoal all day and getting covered in coal dust.

Kui Zhi became more and more excited the more she thought about it.

If she hadn't only known this gentleman for a few days and wasn't a very close friend, Aoi would have asked him right then and there.

Remembering her husband's words, Kui Zhi suppressed her anxiety and excitement and remained silent.

Lobbyist: To persuade someone, you must first persuade those around them.

Those who could be sent by Hiiragi are naturally shrewd and capable.

The persuader, noticing that Aoi was interested, smiled slightly and continued.

"Madam is pregnant again, isn't she? Pregnancy and childbirth are a life-threatening ordeal for women, so she needs to take good care of her health."

Tanjuro, who had been silent, also turned serious.

"Gynecologists in big cities are skilled at preventing miscarriages, and they can avoid many problems caused by seemingly insignificant details during childbirth..."

Tanjuro Kamado was tempted.

The lobbyist successfully persuaded both husband and wife.

Shugo: Ha, what are you thinking about killing demons at such a young age? Go study! Tanjiro!

And so Tanjuro's family came under his control.

The Demon Slayer Corps has completely lost the Breath of the Sun, and there is no one like Tamayo who can make poison for them.

The danger has been minimized.

Muzan finished reviewing the information, and his expression wasn't good either. Where did these other demons come from?

Given Muzan's suspicious and petty nature, he would naturally eliminate anyone who is not one of his own kind.

"I'll go with you too."

Upon seeing this information, Muzan immediately changed his mind. Compared to his boring old rival, the Demon Slayer Corps, this was much more interesting.

Hiiragi choked up.

Compared to the Demon Slayer Corps, a known enemy, the unknown mastermind is far more dangerous. I'm afraid Muzan, you'll be in trouble!

After trying to coax him a few times, seeing that Muzan wouldn't listen, Shugo also became indifferent.

Shugo thought to himself, "Let's just forget about the Demon Slayer Corps. Given Muzan's temperament, I really can't trust him."

Muzan, who was sitting on Shuugo's lap, was dissatisfied.

Why aren't you comforting me anymore?

After a while of kissing and hugging, Shugo skillfully dealt with the clingy Muzan cat.

"Get up." Shugo patted Muzan's thigh.

"Let's talk about the Demon Slayer Corps later. I have other things to do. Go have some fun by yourself."

Shugo dismissed Muzan with a scumbag attitude and locked the door behind him.

Muzan, who was pushed out, looked completely bewildered and stood at the door, trying to recall what he had originally planned to do.

He came here to have a romantic chat with Shugo, so how come he got a job but was kicked out?

Muzan puffed out his cheeks, feeling like he'd been tricked.

He knocked on the door again, wanting to go in.

Upon closer inspection, it became clear that Shugo was no longer there.

Muzan: Displeased

Muzan kicked the door hard and stormed off.

The door, which had been kicked and was now hanging precariously on the frame, seemed to be thinking: ...What did I do to deserve this?