"Did you know, in order to eliminate the hatred between races, I confiscated all the knowledge and records of those tribespeople, standardized the world's writing into magic script, and unified all racial measurement units..."

"And on this basis, I also confiscated all the world's magic; this power should not be used for war and killing, but for building roads and bridges, and cultivating production..."

The old Demon King spoke of his glorious achievements and all the grand plans he intended to implement.

He wanted to create a millennial empire, estimating that it would only take the fusion of three generations of races, by which time there would be no racial distinctions, and with everyone being of mixed blood, the world would be at peace and unity would prevail.

Xue Dili: "..."

This feels so familiar?

But the previous person who did this exploded their legacy after death, yet it seems like you're exploding while still in power? And you're someone who alone can strengthen the entire world. How could you possibly lose?

Why not stop calling yourself Demon King and start calling yourself Demon Emperor...

Xue Dili sat up, ready to hear what kind of divine operation led this society to collapse.

Logically, in such a war-crazed world, whoever has the biggest fist is justified, and now the person with the biggest fist wants peace. At least before he dies, peace should persist, shouldn't it?

Although after his death, the original peace might instantly collapse into smoke and mirrors, how could it be possible for others to resist when the world's strongest man still wants peace?

"But I underestimated the human heart too much. Even after doing all this, my empire began to collapse in less than 14 years..."

"It started at the empire's borders, where everyone turned into bizarre half-human half-insects. It took great effort to eliminate all the human-insects and the insect egg..."

At this point, Xue Dili couldn't sit still and immediately interrupted:

"Wait, hold on... Do those insects and eggs look like this?" Xue Dili immediately materialized a fantasy of the Shabu Insect Race's appearance and their egg structure from his memory, printing it on a piece of paper like a casual printer.

"Hm? Did you guys also have an insect disaster? But the ones I saw were slightly different; they had more pronounced horns and thicker exoskeletons," the old Demon King added.

Xue Dili: "..."

Wow, that's indeed the Shabu Insect Race! And you managed to handle the Shabu Insect Race crisis alone without external support, worthy of a quasi-5th tier.

After the interruption, the old Demon King seemed to have reorganized his words and continued, "But I discovered through investigation that these insects weren't born naturally; they were summoned by the remnants of those other races' nobles..."

"Wait... hold on... You didn't completely eliminate those mythic-level kings and nobles from other races?" Xue Dili seemed to have found a blind spot and asked.

"My world has already caused too much slaughter; I didn't want to create more suffering. Let the hatred end with my generation," the old Demon King said. "I merely abolished their status and brought their descendants to my side as hostages, hoping to resolve racial conflicts by cultivating the next generation."

Xue Dili: "..."

Emm... I think I can guess how that empire fell.

Turns out, you're just a bossy Demon King, my apologies.

Seeing the expression Xue Dili couldn't hide, the old Demon King asked, "Is there something wrong with my plan?"

Yes, there's a big problem! You completely underestimated the opposition, thinking that merely by taking hostages, they would obediently listen to you?

Xue Dili wanted to say more but held back, saying with some restraint, "Your problem is quite significant... Generally, in such regimes, the previous leaders need to be completely eliminated to usher in a period of peaceful governance. Otherwise, the power of the old remnant's resurgence will be greater than you imagined..."

Looking at the old Demon King's attitude, Xue Dili continued to add, "Didn't your previous history have such stories?"

"History? Sorry, when recording history on our side, we only recorded the history of hatred. Moreover, I'm the first in the world to achieve unification, so I had no history to reference; I could only take one step at a time," the old Demon King said, then countered Xue Dili with a question, "How long can your method maintain peace? By killing all the nobility?"

"Uh, I estimate it can last until you die," Xue Dili gave a somewhat conservative conclusion, summing up his historical experience, "Peace would likely last until just before you die, after which it's uncertain."

"Then it's unnecessary; I don't need such a short-lived and fake peace. What I want is to give everyone an eternal world of tranquility. In my original plan, it would only take the subtle influence over five generations to completely dissolve the racial barriers..." the Demon King continued to talk about his grand vision,

"In five generations' time, I can completely suppress it single-handedly. And after five generations, the new generation accustomed to peace, accustomed to living together with multiple races, with who knows how much mixed blood in their veins, what racial hatred would they still have?"

Xue Dili suddenly fell silent.

He suddenly felt that the old Demon King's plan wasn't that problematic... no, it should be said that from his perspective of strength, there wasn't much of a problem with it. His strength was enough for him to make such a bossy plan, a plan that would only bear fruit after several generations.

It's just that, because his strength and lifespan were sufficient, at least from his then perspective of taking one step at a time, the plan didn't have much of a problem.

However, Xue Dili still didn't agree. In such times, you can't have this kind of bossy feminine benevolence. You must cut through the mess with a quick knife, directly clearing out all the noble classes, and then brainwash the remaining people over several generations, and the problem might not be significant.

Xue Dili still wanted to hear more about the next moves of the bossy Demon King.

Sure enough, the following story unfolded just as Xue Dili had predicted. The remnants of the old days were dissatisfied with the Demon Emperor's rule and began stirring trouble around the borders. Then someone, somehow, talked his youngest son into performing an operation that was utterly foolish.

The Demon Emperor's youngest son, originally a prince, actually plotted to seize the throne while his father was handling issues at the border, and in an instant wiped out the entire group of "intellectuals" left by the Demon King to govern the country...

There was a point here – the leadership team left by the old Demon King consisted of outliers in this War Frenzy World, a group of people who just wanted to study knowledge and scholarship, because this world had too many battle-hungry people, each one a mad brute killing off entire families.

He felt that if he placed those war-crazed individuals in power, the Empire would be doomed sooner rather than later, so he simply gathered a significant group of the few culture-oriented people to begin governing the nation, those who studied history, politics, astronomy, geography, etc.

Though there were stumbling blocks at the start, after 14 years, this group somehow managed to govern the Empire decently, it gradually got on the right track. He even assigned many combat guards to protect them, given their lack of fighting ability.

But just as they seemed to have barely got on track, his youngest son usurped the throne, killed off all of his siblings, even his mother and stepmother, and under the support of those war maniacs, massacred the entire team of intellectuals...

And not only that, he secretly conspired to release hostages of the nobility and promised them land to let them become vassal states, thus setting them free...

Upon hearing this, Xue Dili's vision went dark.

Oh man, really, oh man...

"Where's your Teleportation Gate?" Xue Dili quipped.

"All my personal guards betrayed me, joining my son's side, while the remaining informants were killed." The old Demon King closed his eyes, saying, "This was my third mistake; I overestimated my subordinates. I never thought they would always consider having literati without power directing them as an insult..."

"As a result, long after this incident occurred, I still didn't know the situation in the Imperial Capital. The dispatches I received all reported everything was normal, that the entire Empire was thriving, so I just delegated power to suppress other rebellions elsewhere."

Xue Dili: "..."

Prosper! Keep prospering! Civil servants managing military generals, that was the mind-blowing wisdom of this old Demon King, even deploying a good number of battle-crazed individuals to protect civil servants, then who would have thought they all switched sides, annihilating the political team he painstakingly nurtured.

Xue Dili felt thoroughly dim-witted. Isn't this the kind of situation that you can foresee just by thinking for a bit? Why didn't you look at history and learn from predecessors...

Oh right, he couldn't look through history because he was the first unifier...

Xue Dili immediately felt at a loss, having identified countless issues in just these operations. However, if viewed from the old Demon King's perspective of strength and lifespan, these were insignificant, yet these minor issues compounded into unimaginable consequences.

"And then, my fourth mistake." The old Demon King closed his eyes, in his pupils, Xue Dili saw the weariness and bewilderment, "I trusted my youngest son too much. He disguised everything as if nothing happened, then stabbed me with a blade tainted by Insect Race blood."

"That 'Shabu Insect Race' blood you mentioned, it's something even I would suffer from recklessness, and due to my trust and lack of vigilance, this toxin burst out with utmost efficacy in a short time."

"Even though I had already cleaned out those insects, they somehow still managed to maintain that blood."

Xue Dili: "..."

"What was he after?" Xue Dili asked. He just couldn't understand, what was the youngest son after? Was it the throne? Because he was the youngest and had no right of succession, he decided to kill all successors in a reckless all-or-nothing manner, making himself the sole heir? Then panicked afterward, thus planning a patricide under someone else's scheming?

Couldn't comprehend, Xue Dili really couldn't fathom such foolish behavior. He felt as though he was staring into the cosmos's abyss, his CPU running so hot it was about to fry.

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