The Earth People are so Fierce

But the ice storm couldn't bear it anymore.

If it is said that the first few servants whom Meng Chao helped her "select" from the depths of the dungeon are considered "normal", this middle-aged man with slender hands and feet and wrinkled face, It can be regarded as a "crooked melon cracked date".

The ice storm looked at the spider up and down from hair to tail for several rounds, but didn't see what qualifications this guy who seemed to be able to blow down by a gust of wind could become his own servant.

"Is this guy named ‘Spider’ better than those brawny who have crossed the ‘Road of Glory’?"

Bing Storm was holding back the anger that was about to move, frowning and asking.

"I do not know."

Meng Chao shook his head and said faintly, "But if he is locked in the same cell with a totem beast with the ten brawny men behind the leaves who have crossed the'Road to Glory', I bet it will be on. All bets, the one who can hold on to the end must be this'spider'."

The white eyebrows of the ice storm raised high.

Unexpectedly, Meng Chao would have such a high evaluation of this unassuming middle-aged man.

"Why?" The Snow Leopard female warrior couldn't help asking.

"Because he is the person who has persisted in the deepest dungeon for the longest time apart from me."

Meng Chao said, "He persisted in the depths of the dungeon for ten days, but he still stood upright and jumped alive."

"But he is very thin."

Bing Fengfeng said, "It seems that I haven't grabbed many fried mandala fruits."

"This is where he is great."

Meng Chaodao said, "If you are a strong rat folk, you can grab the most food as soon as you enter the dungeon, and eat stronger and stronger. Soon no one dares to compete with him. He just needs to be comfortable. It is not too high to be able to climb out of the dungeon and enter the boot camp in three days.

"But the'Spider' looks so thin and weak, and his physical strength is gradually declining. Every round he must do his best. Even if he grabs the fried mandala fruit, there is no guarantee that others will not **** him from him again.

"For such people, every round of food delivery is a test of life and death.

"You must mobilize all your strength, wisdom, and strategy, and even be insightful, know how to choose, learn to cooperate, and then you can pass the test.

"And he has passed dozens of rounds of life and death tests, although his performance is not too dazzling-this is of course, a person like him, if his performance is too dazzling, he would have become a bird in his early days and be besieged.

"But he survived after all, and with his own strength, he can straighten his spine and climb out of the dungeon.

"That's why I believe that if he and those strong men who have not passed the test of life and death are placed in the worst environment at the same time, he must be the one who can live to the end."

Ice Storm is obviously not convinced.

Meng Chao smiled and continued: "Moreover, if I'm not mistaken, he even hides a bit of strength, not as weak as the surface."

"what?"

The ice storm became curious.

She carried her hands on her back and walked slowly in front of the servants.

When passing by the spider, he didn't look at him half an eye.

But after walking out of the distance of four or five arms, the tail suddenly flicked, and a sharp cone of ice was thrown toward the spider's door.

The spider was shocked.

Instinctively, his limbs shrank and flicked.

The whole person is like a huge spider, with all four feet on the ground, twisting in a weird posture, avoiding the seemingly cruel, but in fact all ice flowers, without the slightest lethality.

Binghua turned into cold sweat on his forehead.

The spider murmured secretly.

Knowing that it would not be so easy to escape from such a heavily guarded Blood Skull Arena, and from the eyes of this evil evildoer with black hair and eyes.

Ice storm was surprised.

"really!"

She was surprised and delighted, "How do you see it, what else can you see?"

Meng Chao smiled slightly, ignoring the first half of the question, and directly answered the second half: "I can still see that he is a hunter."

"Private hunter?"

These, Ice Storm is even more surprised.

Turanze’s aquatic plants are luxuriant, and the mandala tree is deeply rooted in the harshest environment, making the mountains and plains full of lush forests.

Between the grassland and the mountains and forests, there are naturally countless birds and beasts.

However, without the permission and leadership of the clan master, the rat people cannot hunt privately.

The ostensible reason is that the courageous rats with filthy blood flowing in their bodies are not worthy of such a noble and courageous profession as hunting.

In fact, it is the clan lords who need a large number of totem beasts in the mountains and forests.

Totem beast contains weak totem power.

In the words of Longcheng Civilization, it is super beast flesh and blood with rich psychic energy.

The clan lords swallowed enough totem beast flesh and blood to become stronger and stronger, by the way, use the totem beast's bones and blood to strengthen their totem.

This point is the same as that of Dragon City's transcendents.

But the totem beast, which is equivalent to the monster, is also an existence with amazing appetite.

Only when a large number of wild beasts serve as the basis of the food chain can a large number of totem beasts appear for hunting, devouring and using by the clan lords.

If there are a hundred times more rat people than the clan lords, all of them eat the marrow and know the taste, do not eat the fruit of mandala, but like to eat meat and eat up all the beasts.

The number of totem beasts lacking food will definitely be greatly reduced.

That will affect the enjoyment of the clan lords.

Therefore, all five clans have issued hunting bans against rat people.

Of course, when the mandala fruit is very abundant, the rat people are not willing to risk being crushed and smashed into the deep mountains and old forests to hunt.

Although to Kong Wu's powerful Turan, ordinary beasts are nothing.

But totem beasts are more terrifying than monsters.

To put it simply and crudely, totem beasts can be regarded as close relatives of monsters.

It's just that the number is not as large as the wave of surging beasts in the Monster Mountain Range, and it lacks a "master brain" to integrate all the totem beasts.

Therefore, it has been suppressed and even nurtured by the Turanese.

But compared to monsters, totem beasts also have a very scary place.

That is, they have "totem power" in them, and like totem warriors, they can summon totem armor.

Just imagine, the monster with its teeth and claws is already very difficult to deal with.

If the monster can secrete a substance similar to liquid metal in the body, a hideous armor and even a complicated mechanical structure will be formed on the surface of the body.

That is simply the nightmare of carbon-based intelligent creatures.

Even the clan warriors with noble blood, the casualty rate of hunting totem beasts is very high.

For the rat people who lack the power of totem, the totem beast is an existence they can't contend at all.

Under normal circumstances, just citing "the mandala fruit is tired, change the taste" as the reason, it is impossible to attract rat people to hunt in the mountains.

A more common situation is to be escorted by clan masters and sent to the depths of the forest where totem beasts often haunt as bait to attract totem beasts for the masters.

At the risk of losing their heads, the rat people who have to be private hunters are clever and bold.

Ice Storm is interested in spiders.

This is the era of glory.

The rules of the Prosperity Era, including hunting bans, have all been shattered.

Moreover, she was not from the bloodhoof clan, and was not interested in maintaining the hunting ban for the bloodhoof clan.

"Are you a hunter?"

She looked at the spider with interest.

The wrinkles of the middle-aged Ratman were crumpled together, and his face became more frown, and he didn't know how to answer.

Ice Storm turned his gaze to Meng Chao again.

"People who work or fight all year round have calluses on their hands and a lot of scars, but the calluses and scars of gatherers, growers, reapers, hunters, and even professional warriors are different."

Meng Chao knew what Ice Storm was about to ask, and he answered calmly, "By carefully observing the distribution of calluses on his hands, the faint scars on his body, and his muscle lines, it is natural to see that he is an experienced person. , A well-trained hunter."

The corner of Ice Storm's eyes twitched.

Xin said: "Why is it ‘naturally visible’? Where is this ‘natural’!"

Meng Chao sensed the tension of the spider, patted him on the shoulder, and smiled: "Don't be afraid, uncle, since you have persisted until this time, no one will hold you accountable for hunting privately.

"On the contrary, you will have the opportunity to go to a hunting ground that is larger, more dangerous, and of course more prey. I guarantee that as long as you do your best, you will be able to hunt what you want."

As he said, Meng Chao blinked at the spider.

The spider froze.

The heart hanging in his throat fell back into his chest.

For some reason, he immediately believed the words of this "prisoner" who had lived together for ten days and nights.

Moreover, looking at Meng Chao's black hair and black eyes, he had a faint feeling.

Meng Chao knew what he wanted to do.

Knowing that he wants to escape.

Escape from the Bleeding Skull Arena, escape from Pointe Noire, and return to the mother-in-law and the little boys.

But Meng Chao will never report to anyone.

Moreover, as long as he can give Meng Chao what he wants, at a critical moment, Meng Chao will help him.

The other rat people standing in a row with the spiders are also in the same situation.

They are all not very tall, but they are all the cockroach and dog thief.

They are "talents" who Meng Chao has observed in the dark for ten days, carefully selected, and who may help him complete the task.

-When hibernating in the depths of darkness and having nothing to do, apart from putting together memory fragments from the previous life and deducing the process of the war in another world, the only fun is to observe the rat people in the dungeon.

It's not just the cell where you are.

It also includes hundreds of cells filled with rat people distributed on both sides of the entire corridor.

Not only to see with the naked eye.

They also used ears comparable to radars and bugs to eavesdrop on the **** scrambles and whispers of the rat people, as well as the sounds of their heartbeat, breathing, and tight muscles.

They also used their extremely keen life magnetic field to perceive their burning desire to survive like a flame.

In order to find those who are unwilling to give up hope in the darkest of despair.