Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Now the number of Rat People servants under Ice Storm has increased to 300.

After the number soared, the food, medicine and weapons and equipment consumed by so many servants were obviously not something a gladiator could afford.

Not even trump cards.

The vast majority of gladiators will join a wealthy family at this stage, and the family will bear most of the consumption of the servants.

Naturally, the family obtained partial control of these servants, and the so-called commander could not obtain 100% loyalty from the servants.

Icestorm is unwilling or unable to join the Bloodhoof family for her own reasons.

She had very limited control over these servants, so she simply let them go and let them practice as they wanted in the big training ground according to the method taught by Meng Chao.

Meng Chao had neither the intention nor the ability to train the three hundred Rat Min servants into elite soldiers who had experienced many battles.

He simply accepted the order of the thirty rat servants who followed him at the beginning, including Ye Zi, to serve as the instructors of the three hundred rat servants.

I didn't expect how well they could teach other recruits.

But if you act as an instructor, you can justifiably allocate more resources to the thirty rat minion soldiers - Datura fruit and secret medicine.

Moreover, the process of imparting skills to others is also a process of deepening one's own impression, subconsciously integrating combat skills into blood and forming conditioned reflexes.

Meng Chao still valued the first batch of thirty Rat People servants.

After all, there are more than ten or twenty people here, all of whom he personally selected from the depths of the dungeon, and taught them by hand!

Especially the leaves.

Helped him so much when he was half dead.

The little guy is gifted and smart.

If possible, Meng Chao still hoped that he could live a good life until... the end of the alien war and a better tomorrow.

Some seeds grow on poor soil, and it may take three to five years to grow a bunch of small shoots.

But as long as you give it a little sunshine, rain and sweet nutrients, it will soon grow into a towering tree as hard as iron.

Such is the case with leaves.

After getting enough mandala fruit, golden fruit and even the flesh and blood of totem beasts, swallowing them together with the secret medicine, and following the method taught by Meng Chao, high-frequency peristalsis of the stomach and intestines, accelerating the secretion of digestive juice, digesting and absorbing them all .

The originally immature rat boy is undergoing radical changes almost every day.

Even when I go to bed at night, I can hear the sound of my bones growing, like mushrooms after rain.

The current leaf is half a head taller than when Meng Chao first met him, his shoulders have increased by the width of a palm, and his chest has increased by the thickness of three fingers. Between the newborn bones, there is stuff as tight as steel bars. His muscles filled his body with a sense of strength that was eager to try, like a beast with shiny fur.

What changed even more was his look and temperament.

From the moment he came to Blackhorn City, he was full of panic and confusion.

Became full of confidence now, even overconfident.

It seems that he has completely seen where his journey is leading to, and firmly believes that he will be able to pass this journey and win the final victory.

Meng Chao was stunned by his question for a long time, and motioned him to take a rest in a corner and replenish some secret medicine and high-energy food.

Looking around to make sure no one could hear their conversation, Meng Chao said, "The Horned Rat...seems like a Ratman hero from long ago?"

"No, the Great Horned Rat God is not just an ancient hero, he is also the ancestor of all the Rat People!"

Ye Zi trusted Meng Chao very much, like a child who got a new toy and couldn't help but want to present treasures to adults, dancing and talking about the legend of the horned rat god.

Naturally, it was what Meng Chao had heard in his previous life.

The rat-man hero named "Big Horn Rat", because he fought bravely in ancient wars and regarded death as home, became a member of the ancestral spirit, and has been protecting all the rat people for thousands of years.

When the rat people use their forbearance, hard work, blood and even life to redeem the sins committed by their ancestors thousands of years ago, it means that their blood is no longer dirty, but as glorious and holy as all clan warriors , is the crystallization of the purest courage.

At this time, the incarnation of the Great Horned Rat God will come to the world, lead all the Rat People, establish their own clan, and seize the throne of the "War Chief". For the first time in thousands of years, the Rat People will rule the entire Turanze .

Ye Zi talked about it.

Seeing his face flushed, his eyes shining, and his saliva flying to the point of foaming at the mouth, Meng Chao handed over the cold water mixed with honey again, calmed down the boy, and reminded him carefully: "The big horned rat god... is really interesting." ...unbelievable...is this real?"

"Of course it's true, Reaper, of course it's true!"

Ye Zi waved her fist, and with the unique vigor of a teenager, she gritted her teeth and said, "This world is unfair, Reaper, haven't you realized that this world is very unfair?

"We Rat People live in our own village well, we haven't provoked anyone, it's so far away from Blackhorn City!

"Why are those high-ranking clan warriors rushing into our village to burn, kill, loot, tie us up like pigs, and bring us to Black Point City to serve as their servants and slaves?

"Our relatives have been killed by them, and our homes have been destroyed by them, but we have to obey them obediently, either in the arena, fighting with other rat people, or in forging weapons. In the factory, I died of heat and exhaustion, accidentally fell into the furnace, and burned to death!

"I admit, it's quite exhilarating to swing a sword in the arena and cut down other Ratmen servants!

"But after getting off the arena, calm down and think about it carefully, it wasn't other rat people servants who destroyed my home, why should I fight them to the death, and those clan lords who burned, killed, looted and did all kinds of evil, How could they be able to sit high in the auditorium and watch the Rat People kill each other, beating each other until their heads were bloodied, but how could they laugh out loud?

"I was even thinking, maybe when I hugged other rat people and rolled around in a pool of blood, the bull-headed warrior with a broken horn who killed my brother was sitting in the auditorium, Smiling and watching my 'performance'!

"When I think of this, it's like a fire has been stuffed into my chest, and I'm so angry that my whole chest is going to explode!"

Meng Chao nodded.

I am very happy for the awareness of the rat people boy.

If Ye Zi is the kind of person who is obsessed with power and the thrill of killing, but forgets the purpose of fighting and the meaning of killing.

No matter how talented he was, Meng Chao would not waste half a second on him.

"You're right, Reaper, the so-called high-ranking clan lords are just a group of buzzing flies, no, not flies, but mosquitoes, huge mosquitoes that can suck the blood of the rat people alive!"

Ye Zi saw the light of encouragement from Meng Chao's admiring eyes, he clenched his fists, and continued, "How can the warriors of the clan set foot on the most glorious battlefield with a radiant posture; and the rat people are not in the factory And being squeezed to death in the mine is to serve as cannon fodder to consume the enemy's magic and arrows? Even if we win the battle, most of us will either die in obscurity or continue to endure the squeeze of the clan warriors. Squeeze to death!

"When will this damn day end?

"The lords of the clan tell us that it is because of the vile blood that runs in our veins, that our ancestors committed all kinds of mistakes and even crimes, mainly 'crimes of cowardice' - all of them over the past thousands of years. , the deserters in the previous 'Battle of Glory', it was because of their timidity that the entire front collapsed, leading to the failure of the entire war, and the incomparably strong and brave Turan warriors were never able to conquer' The Land of the Light'.

"So, we have to atone for what our ancestors did.

"But I suspect it's all a lie.

"Because I have observed carefully, and I have also asked the spiders, and the rat people who have lived in the city of Noire for more than ten or twenty years.

"They told me that no matter in the countryside or in Blackhorn City, the number of rat people is ten times or even dozens of times more than the number of clan lords!

"This is not right, Reaper, think about it, the masters said that our ancestors became rat people because they were deserters, but the number of rat people is more than ten times that of clan warriors, isn't this Say, in the previous battles of glory, in the mighty Turan army, out of ten warriors, nine would become deserters?"

"..."

At this moment, even Meng Chao was amazed at the keen intuition and clear thinking of the young rat man, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Congratulations, Ye Zi, you have discovered your blind spot!"

"It's all thanks to you, Reaper."

The mouseman boy blushed a little, then wagged his tail again, and said proudly, "You taught me how to count with tools other than fingers, how to calculate the simplest addition and multiplication, how to think about those... Questions that no one in our village has ever thought about.

"You know, I didn't know at first, what's the point of thinking about these messy questions—in the village, all I thought about was how to pick the most mandala fruits in the shortest time, or how to climb to the highest level. Pick the most beautiful golden fruit from the mandala tree.

"When I arrived in Blackhorn City, in the Bloodhead Arena, all I could think about was how to become stronger, kill all the enemies, avenge my mother and brother, and find An Jia.

"Datura fruit is delicious.

"Being strong is also very important.

"However, after listening to them tell the story of the Great Horned Rat God, and using the method you taught me to think, I vaguely realized that my enemy is not the Hornless Bull Warrior alone, or even the blood of the Broken Horn Warrior. The hoof family, but, it is something more powerful, bigger, and inexplicable."