Meng Chao's smile once again made the snow leopard female warrior's eyes twitch.

The idea came to mind that "this rat citizen has gone too far and must be taught a lesson."

However, Meng Chao's confident expression kept the thought of Ice Storm in his mind.

She nodded mysteriously.

As if he was eager to make amends, he said coldly with a straight face: "Remember, there are only five days. If I lose the team battle after five days, I will lose the opportunity to command a legion, and you will

——”

"And I will lose everything." Meng Chao said calmly.

The female snow leopard warrior turned and left angrily.

"Lord Reaper..."

Ye Zi came up cautiously, looked at Ice Storm's back, and said worriedly, "You really shouldn't talk to Lord Ice Storm like this. She is the ace of the Blood Skull Arena. As long as she is happy or unhappy, she can punish us servants as she pleases.

It is all acceptable!"

"I know. That's why I have to find out where the bottom line of Ice Storm is, and how big the problem she encounters is."

Meng Chao explained to the rat militia boy, "If our ace master encounters only a moderate problem, such as not being able to command the army, she will definitely not tolerate a small rat militia in her own hands."

Jumping up and down in front of me like this will definitely punish me severely.

"But I just crossed the boundaries of a rat servant many times. Although she was furious, she did not punish me.

"This shows that she must have encountered a huge problem, and it's not just as simple as being unable to command the legion.

"It seems that we have made the right choice for this general.

"Okay, let's cheer up everyone and follow Lord Icestorm!"

Ever since I was in the boot camp, I was the first to pass the "Path of Glory".

When he was just selecting his servants, he knocked down four powerful men to the ground with three strikes, five divided by two.

All the rat people no longer dare to look down on the childish Ye Zi.

In addition, he is the first servant personally selected by Ice Storm.

Naturally, he became the vice-captain of this small team.

"Then...should we say something to everyone, to boost morale or something?"

The rat boy is still not used to his new identity.

In many war epics, before the war begins, the generals have to pat their chests and say some heroic words, such as "glory", "sacrifice", "for the clan" and so on.

Then, the soldiers will fight bravely like chicken blood.

Ye Zi's cheeks turned a little red when he thought that he had the opportunity to make heroic speeches like a real general.

He asked Meng Chao coyly.

"Forget it, even if you really want to say a few words, it's Lord Icestorm's business. What does it have to do with us?"

Meng Chao poured a ladle of cold water on the rat boy's head.

Although he used words to test Ice Storm's attitude many times, Meng Chao knew exactly where the bottom line was.

Ice Storm is the supreme commander of this small team.

The commander hasn't spoken yet, but he or Ye Zi went up to talk nonsense first. What's going on?

Moreover, Meng Chao didn't think that if he went up there and talked nonsense and poured some chicken soup for the souls into the rat people, he would make them cry bitterly and bow to him.

Just kidding, although high-level orcs are not as smart as humans, they are not that stupid.

Besides, if he really wants to win everyone's trust, favor and even loyalty, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future to chat alone and slowly!

"No need to bother."

Thinking of this, Meng Chao said to Ye Zi, "I believe that the people I personally selected have very clear minds and know why they are fighting.

"They also all have an extremely strong desire to survive. Even if they don't say anything, they will do their best to live and get what they want!"

…

The spider wondered if he was dead.

Die in a ridiculous dream.

While struggling in the deepest part of the dungeon, he also listened to other rat people talking about life outside the dungeon and above ground.

It is said that even if you climb out of the dungeon, it is far from the end of hell.

On the contrary, that is the beginning of hell.

Whether it is in the boot camp, day and night, endless overload training, training until you vomit blood, die from exhaustion, or fall into a pit and be stabbed to death by a sharp knife.

Or follow a certain gladiator and be treated as a human sandbag and a living target by the moody gladiator.

Or, in a real sword and gun sparring session, he was hacked to death by a colleague who was ambitious and eager to show off.

In short, the outside of the dungeon is more dangerous than the depths of the dungeon.

Regardless of whether you can become a servant or not, as a rat citizen, you are destined to die.

This is the reason why the spider has been reluctant to use all its abilities to seize more Datura fruits and climb out of the dungeon.

As a hunter, he has a lot of patience and wants to accumulate more strength and information outside the dungeon before taking action.

Unexpectedly, after being selected by the ace of the Blood Skull Arena and becoming a servant of Lord Ice Storm, what I thought was a near-death training would turn out to be like this!

The usual amount of training is not large, nor is it difficult. Whether it is lifting stone locks, carrying logs, climbing rope ladders, or walking tightropes, it can only be completed with gritted teeth. For the rat people who are accustomed to heavy labor, it is not possible at all.

What kind of.

The training time is not long, and there is nothing like what other rat people said. From morning to night, you are not allowed to breathe for a moment. If you stop for a moment, you will be beaten to death by the gladiator's oxtail whip covered with spikes.

Filled with condensed milk and steaming fried mandala fruits, you can get as much as you want.

I have never seen it in the village. The fragrant secret medicine can be smeared on the wound in large quantities. The numbing feeling is like grass with condensed dewdrops growing inside the wound, which is comfortable.

Extremely!

The mysterious rat-people "Reaper" with black hair and black eyes also taught them two secret techniques in a serious manner.

One teaches them how to eat, and the other teaches them how to sleep.

He also told them that the most important tasks in these five days are eating and sleeping. They must eat well and sleep well!

Spider just wanted to laugh.

I didn’t expect that in this world, there are special methods to teach people how to eat and sleep!

Even a three-year-old child can still eat and sleep?

However, after learning the secret skills taught to them by the Reapers, the spiders found that their previous thirty years were in vain - compared with the Reapers, he really couldn't eat or sleep!

How many times should the food be chewed, how should the teeth be ground, and how should the tongue cooperate with the throat to swallow the food, so as to squeeze out as much as possible from a portion of food - to use the weird and elegant words of the reaper

Say, "energy".

When sleeping, how should you regulate your breathing, how should you position yourself, and what should you meditate on in your mind, so that you can fall asleep quickly in the noisiest environment? You only need to take a nap after a meal to become energetic and energetic again.

Yiyi.

After learning these two secret techniques, Spider felt that his food intake had doubled. Every datura fruit he ate became a power that could be clearly felt, contained in his increasingly stronger flesh and blood.

and between bones.

I slept more soundly, and every time I woke up, the original muscle aches and joint pains disappeared. I was clearly in my thirties, but by the standards of the rat people, I was about to turn into the age of a bad old man.

I actually had the same feeling of endless energy and nowhere to vent when I was fourteen or fifteen years old. Even that thing was sticking out all day long, as hard as a horn.

Based on this alone, the spider admired the reaper and was as grateful as a lifesaver.

Of course, I miss my mother-in-law and children even more intensely.

He couldn't wait to escape from the Bloodskull Arena and Black Horn City, and return to the deep mountains and old forests. First, he would show his wife his horns as hard as iron, and then teach the two secret techniques taught to him by the Reaper.

, three little cubs.

He doesn't want to fight at all.

At least, I don't want to go to war for the clan bosses and the so-called "glory".

If he had to fight, he only wanted to fight for his wife and cubs.

According to Spider's observation, the other twenty-odd servants were the same as him.

I also don’t want to fight for the clan masters.

I was just as confused, couldn't figure out the situation, and thought I was in heaven.

However, there are still two very fatal things in this near-perfect paradise.

The first is their master Ice Storm.

To be more precise, it is the totem armor of this ace gladiator, the Mithril Ripper.
To be continued...