Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

What's more, not only the wild mouse servants who belonged to Ice Storm, but also the loyal house mouse servants who have been following the Wildhammer all vomited and diarrhea, and fell limp on the ground, unable to move like dehydrated earthworms.

Wildhammer could only pinch his nose, asking the witch doctor to help the servants recover their combat effectiveness as soon as possible.

At least give them the ability to stand up on their own and crawl outside the city.

Before the Ratmin servants recovered, the Wildhammer could only stay in the bloodhead arena and rage, but he didn't know who to vent his anger on.

However, for the Rat People servants, delaying their departure for a day or two will not change their fate of being thrown into a meat grinder sooner or later.

Ye Zi held her stomach that seemed to be erupting from a volcano, curled up like a dying shrimp, stared blankly at the changing sky through the narrow window, and felt that she was about to die.

"All liars are liars!"

The Rat Man boy bit his lip, thinking extremely aggrieved, "The coming of the Great Horned Rat God is a lie, and the glory of the Bloodhoof Ancestor Spirit is also a lie, and even the Reaper is a big liar, and he said he has a way to escape Well, now that everyone has been poisoned, their hands and feet are soft, like mud, they can’t even climb out of the Blood Skull Arena, how can they escape from Black Corner City!"

"Don't look at me with such resentful eyes, as if I told you a big lie."

Beside him, Meng Chao supported the wall, stood on tiptoes, looked out the window, and asked curiously, "I saw a huge beam of light rising into the sky outside Blackhorn City, in the direction of the Bloodhoof Temple. There are also many octagonal cuneiform characters appearing inside, what the hell is that?"

"That probably means that all the high priests of the Bloodhoof Clan gathered together and prayed to their common first ancestor, asking the first ancestor to update their totem armor." Ye Zi said weakly.

"Update?" Meng Chao raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, I don't know what this word means. I heard it from a senior handyman who has served in the Bloodhead Arena for more than ten years. It is only understood by the priests. The Turan language in ancient times is probably One of the divine powers of the ancestral spirits, right? Through the update, many very powerful skills can be implanted into the newly born totem armor, so it is a ritual that must be performed every time the swearing-in master goes out in the era of glory."

Ye Zi grinned in pain, held his stomach and said, "Reaper, what time is it, why are you still concerned about the Bloodhoof Temple, everyone's stomach hurts to death, I feel like my intestines are about to be strangled, Why do you seem to be fine?"

"I'm fine, probably because of my poor appetite last night?"

Meng Chao said irresponsibly, "Who told you all to eat so much like a hungry tiger preying on a sheep?"

"Why?"

Ye Zi widened his eyes and said, "Didn't you let us gobble it up and everyone forcefully stuffed down three times the amount of food? Besides, you have lost your appetite. You clearly ate the amount of ten of us by yourself, okay?"

"do not mind the details."

Meng Chao smiled and said, "Stomach hurts for a while, so what's the point, at least we don't have to go to the Bloodhoof Temple to gather, and go to the battlefield to die!"

"How can it be?"

Ye Zi sighed and said, "You don't think that such mild symptoms as vomiting and diarrhea can let the warriors of the clan let us go and let us recuperate in Blackhorn City? The Bloodhoof Clan will not keep them for a long time. Looking at a bunch of useless idlers, didn't you see that Wildhammer's eyes were about to burst into flames?

"When we get better, he will definitely drag and drag us to the battlefield to die.

"If we really can't fight and wait for our fate, we will be the most pathetic slave labor—just like the rat people who are still residing in the city of Noire!"

"That's right, then, it's time to restore your strength."

Meng Chao's smile gradually faded, and his expression became serious, "Ye Zi, from now on, use the 'rib breathing method' I taught you to breathe, ten times as a group, hold your breath slightly between each group, and clockwise, Uh, along the direction of your right hand, rub your abdomen slowly.

"In addition, tell the spiders this method in a low voice, so that everyone can act quietly!"

Ye Zi was slightly taken aback.

Immediately widened his eyes.

The Rat Man boy seemed to have guessed something from Meng Chao's inexplicable instructions, took a breath, and lost his voice, "Reaper, did you poison last night—"

"Shhh, just do as I said. Remember, even if everyone gradually recovers, don't rush to appear alive and kicking. Look at the appearances of the house mouse soldiers who followed the Wildhammer and try your best. Act as weak as they are, understand?"

Meng Chao stared into Ye Zi's eyes, and said every word very seriously.

"clear!"

Ye Zi nodded solemnly.

Then, using the method Meng Chao taught him, he looked at the Wildhammer soldiers around him out of the corner of his eye.

Fortunately, these soldiers relied on their identities as "house mice" and didn't like to hang out with them, "wild mice" who had just entered the city not long ago.

What's more, the house mouse soldiers were also vomiting and diarrhea, dizzy, and now there were three or four double images of everything, and they could only close their eyes and lie on the ground with gnashed teeth, completely ignoring the monitoring of the wild mouse servants.

Ye Zi quietly squirmed towards his companions.

He quietly told the spider about Meng Chao's order.

The experienced private hunter looked at Ye Zi with some surprise, and cast a surprised look at Meng Chao from a distance.

But he retracted his gaze in an instant, and leaned towards his closest companion, whispering the order.

After a while, the Rat People's servants selected by Meng Chao from the depths of the dungeon all followed his instructions, breathing in a special way, and rubbing their abdomen clockwise.

An incredible thing happened!

Ye Zi originally felt that the whole person was not well, like an empty pocket, and it would not be possible to swell it up again within three to five days.

However, according to the method taught by Meng Chao, after breathing and massaging, whether it was the severe pain of food poisoning or the weakness of vomiting and diarrhea, it was like the sea water at low tide, disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Then, from between his chest and abdomen, a steaming and energetic force gushed out, making his limbs, every bundle of nerves and muscle fibers feel as comfortable as soaking in hot springs.

Soon, all the symptoms of acute food poisoning disappeared.

Ye Zi clenched her fist secretly, listening to the "crackling" sound of her finger bones.

He felt the vomiting and dizziness of a moment ago disappear like a nightmare.

His boxing strength seems to be stronger than before.

It was as if what was mixed with spirits and sour cream last night, in addition to toxins, also had a secret medicine that made the dragon spirit and tiger fierce, and the fighting power was so powerful!

"This is--"

Ye Zi was both surprised and happy, and looked at Meng Chao in disbelief.

Couldn't help leaning forward, struggling to suppress his excitement, he stammered and asked, "Reaper, is it really your hands and feet? I understand, you deliberately let everyone who stayed in the blood skull arena All are poisoned, but you have mastered the way to detoxify.

"Thus, we all regained our vitality, but those house mouse soldiers who are loyal to the warriors of the clan are still soft-legged shrimps on the verge of falling. Naturally, it is impossible to stop us from escaping, must it be so?"

"of course not."

Meng Chao shook his head and said, "Even if everyone who stays in the Bloodskull Arena becomes soft-legged shrimps, what's the point? After escaping from the arena, wouldn't they have to face the enemies of the entire Blackcorner City?

"What's more, Wildhammer will not eat the same food as the Ratmen servants. He is not poisoned, and he alone is enough to keep all of you."

"Yes!"

The flame of hope just ignited by the mouse people boy was extinguished by a ladle of cold water.

He scratched his head for a long time, but he couldn't figure out where the escape route was hidden. He could only widen his bright eyes again, and looked at Meng Chao, "Reaper, what should we do next?"

"Next—"

Meng Chao narrowed his eyes, watching the big fireball gradually rising to the center of the sky, emitting an extremely dazzling red light, counting the time repeatedly in his heart, and murmured, "I can only pray."

"Why?"

Ye Zi didn't understand what he meant for a moment.

"Pray to the Horned Rat God!"

Meng Chao sat down, leaned against the wall, and closed his eyes.

"pray?"

Ye Zi stammered, "Reaper, don't you believe in the horned rat god?"

"I never said that I don't believe in the existence of the Great Horned Mouse God. I just said that we should not pin all our hopes on the Great Horned Mouse God."

Meng Chao said, "Since relying on our own strength, it is impossible to escape anyway, and there is nothing else to do at hand, it won't hurt to pray.

"Last time, didn't you say that I am the messenger of the Great Horned Rat God?"

"I, I guessed randomly."

Ye Zi said, "The so-called 'Messenger of the Horned Rat God' has already been found out by the Bloodhoof Clan and the Iron Skin Clan. It is a fake at all. It is a spy from the Golden Clan!"

"That's not necessarily the case."

A mysterious smile appeared on Meng Chao's face, and he blinked at the rat man boy, "Believe me, maybe the 'miracle' of the horned rat god will happen today?"

Ye Zi was somewhat persuaded by Meng Chao.

He wondered if he should believe in the horned rat god again.

But I know that the Reapers will never be aimless.

Although the instructions or skills taught by the reaper sometimes seem very inexplicable.

But as long as you believe in the Reaper wholeheartedly, in the end, you will definitely be shocked by the result.

Leaf sat down and began to pray.

But for some reason, he was upset, and he couldn't pray to the horned rat god devoutly like in the past, without distracting thoughts.

After repeated attempts over a dozen times, the fragmented beliefs could not be glued together seamlessly.

Slightly opened one eye, and found that the reaper seemed to be asleep and didn't pay attention to his appearance.

Leaf secretly changed the object.

For the first time, I prayed sincerely to my mother and brother.