Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Running the "Path of Glory" is a very physically demanding feat.

Even clan warriors are often exhausted.

As the number one, Ye Zi is eligible to receive an unlimited amount of fried mandala fruit, as well as condensed milk extracted from totem animal milk, as supplements and rewards.

The latter is a delicacy that is extremely difficult for rat people to enjoy, and it contains extremely rich energy.

The sweetness rushed into the throat of the leaves like a flood that burst a bank.

In the past, the Rat Man boy would have devoured it recklessly.

But after Meng Chao's preparation, Ye Zi understood the principle of chewing and swallowing slowly to promote digestion and absorption.

Seeing his rather restrained eating, Ice Storm became more and more surprised.

There is no leaf information in the training camp.

After all, tens of thousands of rat people are captured to Black Point City every day, most of them will be exhausted within a year or so.

No one bothered to register these "consumables".

The left and right are just little rat people.

Ice Storm can only ask the boy's name and origin in person.

Facing the trump card of the Blood Skull Arena, Ye Zi was a little cautious.

But when he thought of the words of Lord Reaper, he felt that he was not afraid of anything, and told his story in detail.

It was not unexpected by the ice storm.

If the Age of Prosperity lasted only a few years, the veterans from the Age of Glory were still there, and even the Ratmen remembered the joy of killing and the glory of conquest.

Then, in the new era of glory, all you need to do is blow the horn and issue a call-up order, and the rat people hiding in the ravines will swarm to them, forming an endless army of cannon fodder on their own initiative.

But the last era of prosperity was far too long.

When all the veterans are dead, no one remembers the glory of the battle.

Especially for the cowardly and incompetent rat people, they are used to the roles of growers and gatherers, used to a peaceful life, used to laughter, singing and games, they may not be willing to respond to the clan's call and use their own bones , Pave the way for the glory of the old men.

That's why Blackhorn City dispatched conscript teams to every mouse settlement.

On the one hand, it can exercise the long-distance trek and raid ability of the recruiting team.

On the one hand, it solves the burdens of the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, so as to prevent those who have no combat effectiveness from continuing to waste precious food.

On the other hand, it also cuts off the retreat of the middle-aged rat people, so that they no longer need to worry about their hungry family members. Instead, driven by hatred, they can become bloodthirsty killing machines and join hands with the lords wholeheartedly. , to seize the supreme glory.

There is nothing wrong with being a teenager.

Then where did he learn all his skills?

Ice Storm pondered for a moment, looked at Ye Zi and said, "In the past two days, you have lost several tests on purpose."

Not a question.

Rather yes.

Ye Zi was startled slightly, and nodded.

"Why?"

Ice Storm asked curiously, "With your strength, you already had a chance to be selected by a certain gladiator to become a real servant. Why did you deliberately lose the test and stay here?"

"Because I still need to rest."

Ye Zi said, "I have just climbed out of the dungeon, my body is full of injuries, and I am also very hungry, so I haven't recovered at all.

"If you are chosen by a gladiator too early, you will be driven to the arena immediately to have a real gladiatorial fight.

"I'm not afraid of other Rat Minion servants, but if we are swept away by the aftermath of the gladiators, or if we are asked to test new tactics and new weapons, if dozens of servants fight against a totem beast, they may be injured or even die .

"So, I'd rather rest here for a few more days and take care of my health."

"rest?"

Ice Storm froze for a moment, glanced around at the rat people who were gnashing their teeth, twitching veins and even foaming at the mouth, and said in disbelief, "You think training here is actually a kind of rest?"

"That's right."

Leaf nodded obediently.

Grabbing his wrist with Lord Reaper, he injected a large amount of lightning-like power into his body, tearing his flesh and blood apart, and condensing them together again.

The so-called high-intensity training here is indeed a kind of rest.

"Besides, I don't like those gladiators, and I don't want to follow them." Ye Zi swallowed a fried mandala fruit covered in condensed milk, and grabbed another one.

Before he knew it, he had swallowed twenty-two sweet and greasy mandala fruits in a gentle manner.

The stomach bulges again and again, and it calms down again and again amidst the thunderous gastrointestinal motility.

The disappearing condensed milk and fruits were all transformed into the purest energy, which slowly circulated in his body along the path guided by Meng Chao.

This is a bit arrogant.

As a servant of the Rat People, he was not qualified to be picky about his master.

However, he is the strongest among the rat people.

The strong always have power, just a little over the line.

"Why?"

Ice Storm was not angry, and asked with great interest, "Why don't you like them?"

"Because they're not strong enough."

Ye Zi shrugged and said, "I just want to follow the trump card—such as Master Icestorm."

Icestorm laughed.

"real."

Afraid that she would not believe it, Ye Zi said seriously, "When I first arrived at the Bloodskull Arena, I heard someone cheering for your victory. The famous name 'Frost Queen' left a deep impression on me. At that time, I made up my mind that I must follow such an invincible ace like you!"

"Victorious in all battles?"

Ice Storm laughed at herself, but didn't continue to dwell on this question. What she is most curious about now is, "You performed really well in the last level, when you cut down the core of the Datura tree. How did you do it?"

"Because when I was in my hometown, I often climbed to the highest point of the datura tree to collect fruits, cut off branches, catch bugs, dig out bird nests and so on."

Leaf puffed up her chest and said, "On a day when the wind is howling, I can dance lightly on the top of the swaying mandala tree, which is nothing."

"It's that simple?"

Ice Storm narrowed his eyes, and went straight in, "How did you get your breathing, strength, and saber skills?"

She originally thought that this issue was quite sensitive, and the boy would definitely struggle and resist.

Unexpectedly, Ye Zi said without hesitation, "Master Harvester taught me."

"The Harvester..."

Ice Storm froze for a moment, "Who is that?"

"Master Reaper is a super macho."

Ye Zi said seriously, "He is the most powerful man among all the rat people."

...

At this moment, the most powerful man among all the rat people was being strangled by a rat man three times his size, lifted into the air, dangling around.

This was the biggest rat man Meng Chao had ever seen.

He seems to have a part of the blood of the elephant clan, stronger than a bison standing upright, his needle-like mane glows dangerously, and the blood stains on it indicate that the process of coming here is not friendly .

"Who said he's not dead yet?"

The giant rat man with the blood of the elephant clan licked his two huge fangs, squeezed out a ferocious smile, and asked other people in the dungeon.

Everyone curled up in the corner, trembling, not daring to look at him at all.

Only Meng Chao sighed slightly in his heart.

He swore that he really just wanted to lie there quietly and think, and he didn't want to waste the energy produced by even a gram of Datura fruit on these rat people.

Why, Tiantian has a way to go, but why did he come to provoke him?

In fact, at the beginning, he and his "cell friends" were able to live in peace.

These guys are betting on his life and death, and they are also afraid of the inexplicable power in him. Besides, he will not rob them of the mandala fruit, so everyone will not violate the river, isn't it good?

Especially after the leaf has been modulated by him, it becomes infinitely powerful and stands out.

Although he didn't know the relationship between the two, the mystery surrounding Meng Chao became more intense, and those guys who had been in the dungeon for several days were less and less afraid to provoke him.

But there are always exceptions.

The newcomer, a giant ratman with the blood of the Elephants, seemed impatient to get out of the dungeon.

In the last round of food delivery, he not only snatched nearly half of the fried mandala fruits in one go, but also bet on Meng Chao's life and death with half of the food in his hand and the other half of the food that others grabbed.

Winner takes all.

He bet that Meng Chao was dead.

He also forced others to participate in the gamble, and to bet that Meng Chao was still alive.

Those who were not willing to participate in the gambling game were all slapped on the chest with his meteor hammer-like trunk, causing blood to spurt wildly, and they fell out.

And when Meng Chao sat up lazily and rolled his eyes to show that he was still alive, this guy strode forward again and lifted Meng Chao out of the sewage.

From shoulders to arms to fingers, his bones crackled.

The astonishing strange force seemed to be able to wring Meng Chao's neck in the next second, directly killing the black-haired rat people covered in bruises.

Meng Chao frowned slightly.

Seriously thinking about whether to discuss it with the other party again, as long as the other party releases him and apologizes, the matter will be over.

But judging from the grinning expression of this old man, he must not listen to any harsh advice, right?

Forget it, speaking is also a very energy-consuming thing.

Meng Chao thought so, and Lightning shot.

Clenched four fingers tightly, raised the thumb like a dagger, and tapped lightly on the inner side of the opponent's elbow.

The other party subconsciously curled up his arms, closing the distance between Meng Chao and his throat.

Meng Chao withdrew his thumb, popped out his little finger, and flicked the opponent's throat lightly.

No one could see clearly what was going on, the giant rat man with the blood of the elephant clan trembled slightly, and suddenly froze.

Then, like a cracked stone sculpture, he let go of Meng Chao, took half a step back, knelt down slowly, covered his throat with his hands, his eyes protruded from their sockets, and curled up into a huge lobster, foaming at the mouth in the sewage. I twitched violently.