Mystery Makes Me Strong

These rat breeders, how would they know that rats can also get sick, but the rats will not be treated after they get sick, and they will give birth to new ones directly after they die.

Hearing his sister's call, the big mouse hurried out from a turn in a sewer.

This is one of the lairs he has built for himself.

"Wil, what do you want from me, are you hungry again?" He asked.

"No, I haven't been hungry since you taught me to eat newborn mice raw," the younger sister said as a matter of course, which made people on the ground shudder. "It's a group of little mice I raised, some with red eyes. What the old man wants most."

"Take me to take a look." The big mouse's eyes lit up and said immediately.

Soon Weir brought the big rats to a rat farm the size of a basketball court.

It is said to be a rat farm, but it is actually completely different from the three-dimensional feeding of mice in modern cages.

Because there is no such technology.

There are passages here, and there are rows of tall stone houses on both sides of the passage.

Mice can bite, so the house must be made of slate, not wood, it is for them to train their teeth, the teeth of mice grow throughout their lives, they are not afraid of dental caries, and envy the dead.

There were five or six very high, very small windows in the house, all built with iron railings.

There are observation ports and feeding ports.

This alone is quite a test of the blacksmith's level, but the medieval blacksmith is enough to complete the job.

After all, such complex armor can be made, and making iron fences is not a problem.

Once anything gets scaled, complex technologies emerge gradually.

The big mouse stepped on the stone steps outside, stood on the observation port, and peeped in cautiously.

The observation port is much smaller than the feeding port, and its iron fences are denser. Rats generally cannot climb that high, and even if they can climb up, they cannot get out.

But there are exceptions, which require the rat keepers to take care of them in shifts.

Most people don't pay much attention, and it doesn't matter if a few escape.

But the big mouse told his sister that this kind of thing must not be allowed to happen. If it happens, the fleeing mouse must be killed immediately.

Because they will go home, and in the process of returning home, they will bring the demon back.

At this time, the big mouse looked down, and then used a kindling stick to light the hanging oil lamp in the mouse's house.

Under the light, he saw it, saw a few mice with red eyes!

Around them, not a mouse.

The other mice huddled in the corner, trembling.

Looking carefully, beside the red light mouse, there are mouse heads that have been gnawed until only a piece of skin is left!

The big mouse was not afraid of being overjoyed when he saw this horrified scene.

"Great, feed these mice more, they need more food!"

He said, using a long mousetrap, clamped a red light mouse, and put it in and out of the mouse's mouth.

He asked his sister to take another mouse cage and put the red light mouse in it.

Then he carefully identified the other party's male and female, and determined that it was a female mouse.

After doing this again and again, he found a male and a female.

They were then placed individually in a rat room.

Throw in slag and food.

But they don't even look at it.

The big mouse is very clever, with high IQ and EQ, that's what he is talking about.

Observation talent and reasoning talent are full.

He quickly thought of the key point, and then caught ordinary mice.

Sure enough, this time, one male and one female ate the common mice.

Then they start that, and that.

Three days later, the female red-eyed mouse gave birth!

This speed surprised and delighted him!

He saw his hope of getting out of this dark rat farm!

He immediately fed more mice.

However, the danger soon approached.

A month later, the overseer asked everyone to turn in the rats.

Rats reproduce quickly, so it is normal to manage the batches well and leave one room a month.

You must know that the growth rate of chicks can reach a batch of 42 days.

Not to mention faster mice, just because medieval technology couldn't possibly compare to modern chicken-raising technology.

Then the big rat couldn't get enough rats because he fed too many regular rats to the red-eyed rats!

The consequences of this kind of thing are mild and severe.

The mild one is to report a rat disease and make up for it next time; the serious one is to despise God's grace and throw it into the rat farm to feed the rats!

As a big mouse, it is naturally a light punishment.

Only this time, those who were jealous of him joined forces and even reported on the supervisor.

And the one who accepted their denunciation was a clergyman who came to upgrade the mouse this time.

As for the purpose, one is to vent jealousy, and the other is that someone has taken a fancy to the supervisor's position.

The clergyman was furious when he heard that there was a conspiracy to detain rats.

"Okay, dare to falsify even the most valued offerings of our clergy, this is deceiving God, this is blasphemy!" The clergy ordered someone to bring the account book, and found a pair.

I found that there was indeed a problem with the account book. I should have handed in XX million mice every month, but due to various reasons, only three-fifths of them were handed in.

It is said that it will be made up next month, but a real disease will appear next month, so the mouse shortfall that was not paid last month will be filled in the real disease report.

So they did not make up for it, and this has become a practice. They have been able to predict that rat disease will occur in a few months, and then conceal the production, and count the shortfall as sick and dead rats.

As for the benefits of concealing the report, one is that you can sell the mouse feed, and the other is that you can have a lot of free time. Some people even spend half of a month having fun outside.

The benefits are big enough.

This sort of thing was common in the Middle Ages.

What's more, if you check it out, there is still a real disease. As for how many rats died of the disease, will the noble priests count them all?

impossible.

The clergyman was furious, and no one was seen. He directly ordered the overseer and related people to be thrown into the mouse house he raised, and no food was fed for seven days!

You must know that these mice are used to eating every day, and not eating for seven days is enough to drive them crazy!

The big mouse screamed and said: "I have a secret recipe, I have a new discovery, I have found a new material that can quickly upgrade the masters, I want to see the masters, I want to see His Majesty the Great Emperor!"

After all, he is of noble origin, and he still knows some mysteries of the clergy.

In desperation, he said it directly.

But no one reported it at all.

Only his sister begged for help everywhere, but to no avail.

What was the status of slaves?

To be able to have a word with the supervisor is only with the permission of the supervisor.

Without permission, you ran to the clergyman and beat him to death.

It is stipulated what status you are, what status you are, you are a talking tool, without the promotion of the gentlemen, it is impossible to change yourself.

Unless you can rebel, you can change your status by rebellion in the East. In the West, it seems that you have never heard of an emperor who came to power by rebellion.

His sister, Will, could only watch as her brother was thrown into the rat room.

But no one knew, those red-eyed mice didn't eat him first.

It's like they didn't eat normal feed, but chose to eat themselves!

Weir slowed down the process by sneaking in his own stockpile of mice.

After seven days, everyone knows that if a person is imprisoned, it is impossible to come out alive.

This is the case in other mouse rooms, except for the big mouse here!

When the door opened, a giant rat with red eyes approaching human knee height suddenly appeared.

It killed the person who opened the door, but spared Weir, who was paralyzed next to him.

Then the big mouse appeared, and he hugged his sister with hatred in his eyes.

No one knows what he has experienced in the past seven days.