CFSMS -Chapter 285 A Big Head, But a Tiny Brain

It was a very long night.

For the demons, it was a night of absolute darkness.

First, they had been ambushed by an enemy who seemed to appear out of nowhere. After enduring a barrage of poison gas bombs and stink bombs, they finally managed to escape and breathe some fresh air. Then they turned around and discovered that the Rat Demon was gone.

Of course, that wasn’t the real problem.

There were plenty of rats. They could simply promote another rat demon to lead them.

But Grandpa Goat—the strategist they revered as their chief advisor—had also disappeared. All that remained at the scene were a few broken strands of wool.

“Grandpa Goat isn’t dead.”

The goat clan was certain of it. Their ancestor was still alive.

“Then could these strands of wool be clues he left behind? Maybe they’ll lead us to the culprit?”

The Minotaur voiced his opinion.

His head was very large.

His brain was very small.

“I have a feeling Grandpa Goat’s arrangements are hidden within these strands of wool.”

A third-generation member of the goat clan stepped forward. Picking up the wool, he tugged on it a few times before speaking with absolute confidence.

Now that his grandfather was missing, he, as the child Grandpa Goat had valued most, would rise to the occasion. He would become the new Goat Brain and lead demonkind into a glorious new future.

Several demons exchanged glances.

Wisdom sparkled in their eyes.

Not having to think for themselves anymore felt wonderful.

“Then what do you think we should do now?”

Someone posed a question to the new Goat Brain.

“Obviously, sound the horn of counterattack!”

Goat Brain confidently pulled out a map.

“Take a look. This is the human race’s defensive deployment map. With this, we can avoid their surveillance, strike directly at their heart, and carry out a decapitation attack.”

Even people like Qingdi and the others would risk falling if caught completely off guard.

“Where did you get that map?”

Some demons stared at it suspiciously. Something felt off.

“My grandfather left it behind.”

That was his answer.

In reality, he had found it moments ago in the chaotic room. It happened to be lying where Grandpa Goat usually sat, with those few strands of wool resting on top of it.

He firmly believed it was guidance left behind by Grandpa Goat.

As long as they followed the route marked in red on the deployment map, victory would be theirs.

Those words filled the demons with confidence.

“Before dawn comes the decisive battle!”

The slogan rang out loudly.

The demons roared and howled in excitement. Standing at the center of everyone’s attention, Goat Brain raised his head proudly.

Grandpa, your grandson will not fail your painstaking efforts.

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“Ah-choo! Ah-choo!”

At that very moment, Grandpa Goat was in the human camp, being surrounded and observed.

Under the humans’ scrutinizing gazes, he forced himself to appear calm, though his body trembled as he sneezed repeatedly.

He had been careless.

To think he would end up captured by humans.

“Wolf Demon, may you die a horrible death!”

Grandpa Goat glared at the mutated Wolf Demon, who was currently stuffing his face.

Ever since arriving here, the wolf had done nothing but eat.

Grandpa Goat simply couldn’t understand it.

How could a tiny rice ball smell so good?

Even he, a prisoner, was beginning to crave it.

No! I must endure.

This is definitely part of the humans’ scheme.

I will never surrender!

“It really is Grandpa Goat.”

Blade Emperor stroked his chin, confirming the goat’s identity. The way he looked at Wolf Demon had become increasingly strange.

The demons sent infiltrators into human territory.

Naturally, humans also tried to turn demons to their side.

Unfortunately, demons generally disliked schemes and tricks, so such efforts rarely succeeded.

But this time, under Boss Lu’s culinary offensive, Wolf Demon had been completely conquered.

One had to know that Wolf Demon had once ranked among the strongest figures in the demon camp.

That was precisely why he had been able to snatch Grandpa Goat away during the chaos.

After losing the wager, Wolf Demon had been imprisoned by the demons and left to await execution. Qingdi had sensed an opportunity and thought about trying to recruit him.

Who would’ve guessed that no effort was needed at all?

One bait, one catch.

Lu Wu was also present.

In fact, after Wolf Demon successfully escaped the demon headquarters, the very first person he came to see was her.

He had even brought her a gift.

The corpse of a Rat Demon.

According to Wolf Demon, since he was paying a visit to Boss Lu, he had to bring a present in accordance with human customs.

That Rat Demon, who had harbored immense killing intent toward Lu Wu, became his gift.

To be fair, it hit Lu Wu right in the heart.

It scared her so badly that she immediately went to find the ancestors in the middle of the night.

As for Grandpa Goat’s curses, Wolf Demon couldn’t care less.

Ababa.

Rice balls are delicious.

Boss Lu had specially made them for him.

Boss Lu cared about him.

He was so touched he could cry.

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“Don’t even think about learning any secrets from me!”

Grandpa Goat declared fiercely.

“I’m telling you, once they realize I’ve disappeared, they’ll definitely go into hiding.”

“You may defeat us once, but can you defeat us a hundred times? A thousand times?”

“As long as demons still exist in this world, we’ll return sooner or later. When that day comes, your human race will be nothing more than livestock for us to feast upon!”

Even as a prisoner, Grandpa Goat refused to yield.

His emotions surged as he spat out one ugly insult after another, deliberately trying to provoke the humans into killing him.

He, Grandpa Goat—the Brain of Demonkind—would live up to that title even in death.

Though everything had happened suddenly, before Wolf Demon abducted him, he had deliberately left behind the human deployment map.

That map had cost the lives of countless infiltrators to obtain.

Although it wasn’t fully complete, he had specifically marked all the dangerous areas in red.

With that map, the demons would certainly avoid danger and gain a greater chance of survival.

His goat grandson would inherit his wisdom and decisiveness, leading demonkind through blood and fire.

Victory belongs to the demons!

“What is this old beast rambling about?”

Flame Ancestor dug at his ear and looked at Grandpa Goat as though staring at an idiot.

This was painfully embarrassing.

They hadn’t even planned to interrogate him.

Yet the ancestors’ silence only convinced Grandpa Goat that they were completely helpless against him.

“Hahahaha!”

Grandpa Goat laughed wildly.

As long as he could envision the bright future awaiting demonkind, his death would be worthwhile.

“Report!”

A scout rushed in.

“The demon army has mobilized in full and is preparing to launch an attack.”

Qingdi and the other two exchanged looks.

They tried to hold it in.

They failed.

“Pfft!”

Had the demons lost their minds?

The humans currently held an overwhelming advantage. Instead of avoiding their edge, the demons were launching an attack?

That was practically suicide.

“No!”

“You’re lying to me!”

“I’m telling you right now, I won’t believe a single word of it!”

Grandpa Goat stared at the three of them with an expression that screamed I’ve seen through your schemes.

The three ancestors thought the same thing:

This stupid goat is acting crazy again.

“Report!”

More intelligence arrived.

“The demon army has voluntarily entered our formations. The arrays have activated, and thirty percent of the enemy forces have already been eliminated.”

“Report!”

“Fifty percent eliminated!”

“Report!”

“—”

With every new report, the number of dead demons continued to rise.

“Heh. I don’t believe it.”

Grandpa Goat’s tone was as firm as iron.

The ancestors fell into silence.

This wasn’t an act.

Their divine senses could clearly perceive what was happening outside.

Just as the scouts reported, the demons were voluntarily leaping into one formation trap after another and being slaughtered in droves.

Like harvesting rice.

Row after row.

They simply couldn’t finish cutting them down.

There were far too many.