Mystery Makes Me Strong

Meanwhile, the big rats are there.

He and his sister now own a 600-acre rat farm.

But here comes the question, where does the feed come from? Where does clear water come from?

In the past, this was not a problem for His Royal Highness. The food and water wasted by the priests was enough to feed five rat farms of the current scale.

He had calculated it carefully.

For others, it's a big problem.

For him, it was just a copy of what he had just done.

"What, you want us to pay for the feed and clean water, you, we're going to sue the earl!" A baron and his butler struggled weakly.

"The earl gave me the land, you go ahead and sue." The big mouse said coldly.

Weil couldn't stand it anymore, after all, she had had enough of being bullied.

But she didn't dare to say anything, she just held the little milk dog tightly, strangled the little milk dog until he rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, the baron gave in quickly, so that the little milk dog was not suffocated to death.

Damn it, old news, there is another bill between us.

Xiao Huan held a small notebook in his heart and wrote it down.

However, how many pens have been recorded?

I seem to have forgotten whether it is five strokes or six strokes, so forget it and start with ten strokes.

Rounding off, she still understands.

Then the big rats naturally owned the rat farm, and there was also a baron who provided them with feed and water for free, and even worked hard.

It's just that they soon discovered that one baron was not enough.

Then another dozen.

In short, His Majesty's labor documents have become the best weapon in his hands.

No nobleman dared to offend the majesty of the Great Emperor.

They were completely scared by each other!

"Damn it, are the clergymen so scary?" Although the big mouse was able to operate smoothly because of this, he was not happy, instead he was very angry!

"These cowardly nobles! They are so afraid of an emperor. You must know that there are no emperors in history. Aren't they all fooled to death?"

"And they are even afraid of the other party's paperwork!"

Weil whispered: "That's because they are around the palace of the priests."

The big mouse was speechless.

Yes, a wise man has a lot of worries, and there is bound to be a mistake.

He even forgot a problem of power radiation.

Near the capital, the king has the greatest power.

When it comes to the border, the king's words don't matter to a knight at all.

"It seems that we should go to a distant place to develop!" The big mouse's eyes showed a fierce look.

…………

half year later.

The big rats handed over the first batch of 20,000 rats.

It was supposed to be half, but he proficiently said that there was a disease, and the next batch would make up 30,000.

He did it on purpose.

He wants to see what the emperor can do with him?

He was already ready to escape.

Though some men with hooks in their hands stared at him,

But these hooks hiding in the dark didn't know that their actions were all clearly seen by the mice hiding in the darker places.

So he can escape quietly.

There is absolutely no need to worry about getting caught by these people.

But the eunuch came to pass the news, and the emperor was very happy.

It is said that he can turn in 20,000 pieces in a short period of time, and when he is proficient and the scale expands, 30,000 pieces will not be a problem.

You can even pay 100,000 next year.

After finishing speaking, the eunuch directly stated that the benefits that should be given to him should be placed in another home.

"Don't worry, sir, all the gold and silverware will be delivered on time, and they will all be delivered by your most loyal little mice." The big mouse said without hesitation.

"That's good." The eunuch smiled and got on the carriage.

The four tall horses hurriedly quickened their pace and fled away just after being whipped by the coachman.

"Hmph, even stupid horses know my danger, yet you want to take advantage every day?" The big mouse laughed.

The other party's home is just his temporary warehouse.

Wanting to get it back is just a matter of whistling.

A stupid eunuch who only knows money.

At that time, let the mouse eat half of him, starting from the feet.

After paying the mouse, the big mouse communicated with his sister again, and the other party was arranged by him on a remote island.

The route there is full of turbulent waves, and large fleets cannot pass through at all.

The loss is so great that the sporadic boats can arrive by luck.

Only rats who are not afraid of death can swim in groups unscrupulously.

Many people know that mice can swim.

But they can also cross the sea, not many people know.

The red-eyed mouse has stronger physical strength and is less afraid of death.

They became the best inhabitants of the island.

This is the safest place.

It is also a way out for the big mouse.

Of course he knew that in front of the clergy, this was considered a P's retreat.

He has already heard the news that some clerics have activated the "flying wings" skill to fly directly in the air.

This ability directly made his island natural danger useless.

Fortunately, he was just a backup, and he didn't really have to rely on this back route.

Another year passed.

He successfully paid 60,000 mice.

One hundred thousand is just impossible. Although he can produce 120,000 mice, he absolutely cannot honestly pay one hundred thousand.

Otherwise he will surely die.

exhausted.

For such a large rat, the need for food is dire.

But considering that there are tens of billions of mice in nature, this number is actually nothing.

It's just that they are bigger, but they are big and live for a short time. They live for a month or two, and they will be killed when they grow up.

On average, it's not too much to consume more than natural mice.

But for the surrounding farmers, it is too hard.

Even if it is an extra mouth, the burden on the farmers may go bankrupt.

Now that there are hundreds of thousands more mouths, the price of grain and even fodder near the temple city has doubled.

For this reason, many ministers have requested that part of the food wasted by the priesthood hall be supplied to the big rat farm.

The emperor happily signed the order.

But the big mouse hated him even more.

Because only he can understand the other party's mind.

The other party is allowing himself to grow, expanding his ambition, and turning himself into a demon!

So that the divine grace of the priests can continue, and even let His Majesty the emperor himself become the agent of God!

He was born in an aristocrat, and he has received a complete aristocratic lesson, and he knows best what a nobleman is!

However, just wait, I will let the other party understand what mistake I made!

The big mouse thought so.

Time passed day by day.

In a blink of an eye, the big mouse was twenty-five years old, and ten years had passed.

For ten years he was the guest of all the clergy (with the exception of a very few women) by offering rats.

Some people think he is not qualified to come to the banquet.

But these people quickly find themselves leveling up less quickly than others.

Obviously it should be evenly distributed.

In the end, I realized that if you have a good relationship with the big rat, at a certain point in time, in the dead of night, you will go to the field to hunt and kill yourself.

In the name of cleaning up sick and dead rats.

When those people knew these things, they immediately cursed:

"Damn noble master, he will play these meaningless off-stage tricks and bully us honest people!"

The honest man who said this was standing on the bed of a marquis, speaking viciously.