A strange world

Chapter 1200 Chapter 122. Shu Laibao

Later that day, Little Small returned to the tunnel, changed into regular clothes.

He left for a short while, and the rat-man craftsmen dug forward five or six meters deep.

No wonder the Skaven can build huge hives one after another underground...

Gale was supervising the work, and when Little Small arrived, she just nodded to him indifferently, said, "Tell me if anyone is disobedient," and went on a date with Annan.

At first, only the sound of hammering and sparks echoed from the depths of the tunnel.

They were working when the workers were swinging pickaxes, they were still working when the workers were transporting gravel out of the tunnel, and they were working hard when the workers were taking a break.

Even Yili was tired for them and took advantage of the gap between bringing food to let the rat people rest, even if it was just for a few minutes.

The rat craftsmen gathered around the rice pail and feasted. Little Small went to where they stacked the gauntlets, picked up one, and put it on his hand no matter how dirty it was, clumsily imitating the swinging movements of the rat craftsmen.

No... a gauntlet weighs more than ten pounds. Not to mention hitting rocks with it, just swinging it can make you stagger...

No wonder these rat men have such strange shapes. The force of their full swing of their gauntlets might even tear their plate armor apart.

If you were a warrior, you should have the strength to wave your gauntlet, right?

With regret, Little Small put the gauntlet back. During the whole process, only the leader of the rat craftsmen raised his head and glanced this way.

Originally, as the commander of the Freedom Blade, Little Small was eligible to receive a bottle of mountain essence, but he refused.

Just like Little Small who came to work as a worker, in his opinion, the essence of the mountains should be used in more useful places, and he is not worthy...

Ever since he was a child, the total value of everything he had on him was less than 10 silver coins. How could he use the essence of the mountains worth hundreds of gold coins?

While thinking this way, the rat people finished the food in a hurry, and seemed to stand up and grab the gauntlet tirelessly, ready to continue working.

Little Smoke, who was ready to help, walked over and found that they had left a portion for him. The leader of the rat craftsmen pointed at him and then at the bread.

"I'm not working, so I won't eat." Little Small refused because he was not hungry yet.

If the human stuff won't be eaten, the rat craftsman leader will eat it himself, put on gloves and start working with his companions.

Knocking sounds and sparks emerged again from the depths of the tunnel. The Rats eat bread and gain strength.

From morning to night, until Yili brought human workers to replace them, the rat workers wanted to continue working.

They get together and mumble about human things in rat language. It's really weird. They don't let them work after only half a day. They don't whip them or deprive them of food. What a stupid thing -

Then when the wages were paid, the rat craftsmen who received the fruits of their labor for the first time showed vivid confusion.

Little Small couldn't understand the rat language, but he could read the expressions. He walked over and said to the rat craftsmen: "If you can trust me, I will take you for a walk in the city. Whatever you like, I can use it with your hands." of silver coins to buy.”

"What is liking?"

"What is a silver coin?"

"What is buying?"

The rat craftsmen asked one after another, if Annan were here, it would feel like facing a hundred Martins.

"Just...come with me."

After leading them out of the tunnel, Small asked Eli if he could take them to the city.

"They're yours to take care of." Eli didn't interfere.

Just in case, Little Small also borrowed two guards to follow him. The guards could not defeat the rat craftsmen, but they had time to sound the alarm.

When he came to the streets of Liberty City, facing the curious eyes of passers-by, Little Small first showed them how to buy things with money, and then asked them to do it.

After the rat craftsmen learned to spend money, they spent their money on cheap trinkets and food on the roadside.

The busiest one was Little Smo. There were too many rat-man craftsmen, and he had to keep an eye on them to prevent any rat-man from falling behind.

It was late at night, and the rat craftsmen who had had enough fun were ready to go back. Little Small, who had been busy all day but felt fulfilled, breathed a sigh of relief.

The leader of the rat-man craftsmen took the initiative to walk up to him. After thinking for a while, Little Small took the initiative to talk to him: "What's your name?"

"No name."

"My name is Xiao Smo, named by my father."

The leader of the rat-man craftsmen was silent. Little Small thought he was thinking about who his father was. After all, it is said that rat-men give birth to dozens or hundreds...

"What is father?"

"That's...the person who gave birth to you with your mother."

"I am the child of a rat mother."

"Shall I think of one for you?"

"Human thing, want to be a father?"

"That's not what I meant..." Little Small quickly explained, "Then I will ask Mr. Annan to name you one?"

"Annan stuff?"

The leader of the rat craftsmen was not stupid. He knew that Annan was the boss of all human gadgets and did not refuse.

After sending the rat-man craftsmen back to the camp, Little Smoke suddenly felt regretful. Go to Mr. Annan about this kind of thing...will he agree?

The campground soon began to be filled with the sound of snoring. Little Small returned to Liberty City, his footsteps getting heavier and heavier.

Losey, who had just returned from the military camp, saw Little Small walking slowly and shouted: "What are you doing?"

"I...want to see Lord Annan."

"Then go."

"Will Lord Annan be willing to see me?"

"What stupid thing are you talking about?"

Losi was impatient, so he grabbed Little Small and ran to the city lord's mansion.

When he reached the door, he still wanted to struggle, but without the essence of the mountain, he was completely defeated by Luo Xi, and was caught by Luo Xi like a chicken.

On the second floor of the City Lord's Mansion, Annan was surprised to see Luo Xi catch Little Smo in, and left a sentence "He wants you" and went to Olmedo's office.

"Are those rat craftsmen in trouble?" Annan asked.

"Can you give the head of the rat craftsmen a name?" Little Smo explained his purpose.

Annan suddenly realized: "Is it because of this?"

"And... how should I make friends with the rat craftsmen?"

"Make friends?"

Looking at the reserved Little Smo, Annan smiled: "You have to learn to respect them first."

"I respect them very much."

"Maybe not enough." Annan felt that he was qualified to say this: "Our human etiquette is shaking hands, saluting, and smiling to show friendliness. What is the action of rats to show friendliness?"

Annan immediately gave Little Smo a task: to turn the head of the rat craftsmen into the shape of a free city.

"I'll try it now!" Little Smo turned around and left.

"Aren't you going to rest?"

"Only doing things can make me feel alive." Little Smo answered.

Annan remembered that Little Smo's father was a soldier of the kingdom. After he died on the front line for the nobles, Little Smo, who had lost his family, began to wander outside and was taken in by the Salted Fish Gang.

Annan didn't know if this was post-traumatic stress syndrome, but he couldn't watch Little Smo sink like this: "I will register you for the military academy. Remember to report after the new school is built."

Little Smo raised his head and wanted to say something, but was blocked by Annan.

"This is an order."

He had to accept Annan's arrangement, and when he went out, he thought of the business again: "Lord Annan, what's its name?"

"How about Alvin and the Chipmunk?"