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Chapter 180: The Battle of the Rats

One of the qualifications includes appearance. After all, everyone wants to work with good-looking people, regardless of gender. So in the gatekeeper organization, many of the good-looking people are fresh blood. Of course, there are many of them who are good-looking, hahaha.

Therefore, Tang Yuyan is both beautiful and smart, and her job as a nurse is also convenient for the gatekeeper to collect ghosts in the hospital, so she was able to be tested and questioned by the senior mage in a dream. Then the two sides reached an agreement and Tang Yuyan voluntarily entered the gatekeeper preparation mage school to study. With her personal qualifications and efforts, she surpassed many quasi-magistrates and "skip" to become a second-level mage and work in the gatekeeper team.

As for the income of the gatekeeper wizard, it will definitely be higher than that of ordinary people. After all, you can get two salary. Of course, it will not be too much that some wizards with secular public offices will be targeted by the relevant secular departments, and a crime of huge amounts of property is suspected of unknown origin.

Moreover, when it comes to "money laundering", gatekeeper organizations have the most say. Of course, this is money laundering with quotes, but it means roughly that.

Then, I also said to my grandfather in a nonsense, "I understand Grandpa."

Grandpa said: "Actually, I hope you will find a mage to discuss with you, especially the gatekeeper's mage, so that she can work hard with you to learn spells and improve the level of mages, and she can also supervise you so that you will not let you go wrong."

I thought to myself that the reason why Tang Yuyan and I got together and the "good things" I did together, if my grandfather knew, he would have to throw me off the plane, and continued: "Well, Tang Yuyan became a second-level mage at a young age, which means she is still very motivated. Don't worry, grandfather, she and I will work together to make progress together."

Grandpa smiled and said, "You are about the same age as Xiao Tang, you are praising yourself in disguise."

I scratched my head and said, "Hehe, I'm really a little floating lately."

Grandpa said, "It's not just Piao. He's busy dating all day long and puts everything about practicing martial arts behind his mind. This time I'll practice you well when I go home."

I said, "By the way, grandpa, I have been training my mental control recently and I always feel that I can't find a breakthrough. You can teach me well after you go back."

Grandpa said, "That's fine. A few days ago, my dad chatted with him on the phone. He was busy taking prisoners to kill rats recently. He said he didn't know what was going on. There were a lot of rats this year, and he ruined the crops on the farm. After we go back, I will teach you how to control more rats to kill each other."

I said, "Okay, okay, I haven't eaten the farm's field meat for a long time. Let's get a little more when I go back, so we three can have a few good meals."

Grandpa said, "If we use mana to catch too many mice, your parents will doubt it. And your dad said that the refrigerator is now filled with voles that prisoners have helped to catch and remove hair and head, and you will have to eat when you get home."

In the sugarcane field that can be seen in the xx farm, my grandfather’s souls and I were suspended above several neem trees on the edge of a flood control ditch.

It was past one o'clock in the morning, and the prisoners had already been taken back to the high wall by the prison guards to rest, so there was not even a ghost within a few miles of this place.

It is dark and windy at night, suitable for trouble.

Grandpa raised his hand and gestured at another flood control ditch in the distance, saying, "I guess there will be thousands of field mice in the more than 30 acres of sugarcane land between these two ditches. You can first use your mana to detect and count it, and then divide them into two parts and fight each other."

I silently recited the mental control skills my grandfather had just taught me, and said, "I may not succeed if I try it."

Then, I began to use my mana to search the land in front of me. After a lot of energy, I detected that there were 3,561 mice underground and on the ground of this large area of ​​sugarcane land, 2,131 of which were only crawling, while the others were "baby" mice that were just born in the underground rat cave.

Then, I tried to divide these more than 2,000 mice into two parts and confront each other, but no matter how hard I tried, I could only control about 300 each side at the same time, lined up into two square arrays, and distanced each other more than ten meters away, and confronted each other.

Grandpa shook his head and said, "Since that's the case, we'll eliminate this small part first."

I nodded and continued to exercise my mental control, making more than 600 mice pass by sugarcane trees silently and rush towards the opponent's camp like two armies.

After more than ten minutes of fighting, more than 600 dead mice were lying on the "battlefield".

Grandpa said to me who seemed weak at this time: "I'm so tired after practicing this little! I immediately called another group of mice to collect the corpse and bury it deeper to avoid stinking."

When I tried my best to control more than 300 other mice to dig a deep pit near the "battlefield", I dragged the dead mice into the pit and backfilled the soil. I was so weak that I fell from place to place, floating on the treetops like a kite.

Grandpa shook his head and said, "It's too weak, and the surface of your pit is too rough. If the prisoner comes to work tomorrow, he will see the tricks. It will cause us unnecessary trouble. You can take a break and see how I did it."

Then, a larger rat war continued to take place in more than 30 acres of sugarcane land designated by Grandpa just now.

When all the mice on this land, including the young mice, died, my grandfather transferred a thousand rats from the other side of the flood control ditch I pointed out to me before to "collect the corpses".

After the mouse "corpse collection team" finished his work and left, grandpa continued to activate his magic power to restore the surface soil of the deep pit to its original appearance, and then said: "These are put back and will be left for you to continue practicing in the future. Let's go back tonight. I originally wanted to take you to the giant cave to take a look."

At around twelve o'clock the next morning, my grandfather's soul and I stood in the huge cave filled with gold and silver treasures where the bodies of our ancestors and incense burners were originally placed.

"Oh, things are changing!" Grandpa sighed with his head raised.

Standing behind my grandfather, I said, "Do you know some clues?"

Grandpa said, "It's still inconvenient for you to know a lot of things."

I said, "Is it what your old master asked us to avoid and talk about in Anping Jinxiu Garden that day?"

Grandpa said, "This matter is too big. It is not just a matter of our family. You may know it in the future, maybe you don't need to know it, it's best not to know it forever."

I muttered, "It's a divine thing."

Grandpa turned around and glared at me, saying, "Let's go to the Navy underground base to take a look."

After peeking not far from behind the top of the waterfall on the Navy's underground base, I felt that there was no big problem with this route. No one could affect the overall situation even without the secret assistance of our servants, my grandfather took me back along the underground Kawayuan Road and came to the sugarcane field yesterday.
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