Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

As Meng Chao spoke, his finger suddenly poked lightly under Ye Zi's Adam's Apple like a dagger.

Ye Zi felt a bolt of lightning entering her throat, tears froze in her eye sockets due to the pain, but she couldn't make a sound, as if a hole had been torn open in her throat by lightning, and all her strength and voice flowed completely along the hole.

Meng Chao didn't intend to stop.

His fingers slithered across the rat people boy's body like lightning.

From eyes to temples.

From the carotid artery to the heart.

From the liver area to between the legs.

He made Ye Zi realize once again what it means to feel that life is worse than death.

However, a special method was used to keep Ye Zi's mind absolutely awake, and she did not fall into a coma due to the severe pain.

If Ye Zi had some concept of modern medicine, she would definitely feel that she had undergone a large-scale operation of disembowelment without anesthesia!

While stabbing, Meng Chao explained to Ye Zi unhurriedly, the structure of the human body, the distribution of vital points, and how to cut in is the most effective. While ensuring the maximum lethality, it can instantly release all the power of the target, including the power of moaning. Wait, wait, a required course for ghost assassins.

In the eyes of Ye Zi at this moment, Meng Chao is an out-and-out reaper—a reaper of life!

In the past three days, the young man has seen many strong men in the Bloodhoof clan.

Including the horn-broken bull-head warrior, they are all bloody and murderous.

But he had never seen, or even heard of, someone like Meng Chao who could turn killing into an absolutely precise technique, or even an art.

"Master Harvester, what did you do before..."

The more he looked at Meng Chao's bottomless black eyes.

The rat people boy felt more and more creepy.

However, pain begets pain, Meng Chao's teaching method is very effective.

——This was originally the teaching method that the stinky Black Skull instructor personally taught Meng Chao in the Black Skull training camp in his previous life, leaving a deep impression on him.

The heart-piercing pain can make the assassin who has just started to imprint all the knowledge about the vitals deeply in the bone marrow.

When fighting, you don't need to think, and you can use your nerve reflex to display it.

"Now you already know how to kill people. Although you can't deal with a master like the Hornless Tauren Warrior, it's enough to deal with these red-eyed rat people."

Taking advantage of the lightning-like pain and still walking around Ye Zi, Meng Chao continued, "However, there are a few things I hope you can remember.

"First, I won't hypocritically say that you don't want to kill people—living in such a horrible time and place, killing people is indeed one of the effective ways to solve the problem.

"But I don't want you to completely rely on killing to solve the problem, and I don't want you to like the feeling of killing.

"The feeling of killing is addictive and forms path dependence, which makes you unconsciously lose the ability to solve problems by methods other than killing.

"The world is so big, one day you will meet someone you can't kill.

"At that time, you who have been completely controlled by the desire to kill will be finished!"

Ye Zi didn't understand what Meng Chao said.

But under the stimulation of severe pain, he still nodded desperately.

"Secondly, assassins are not berserkers. In fact, achieving the greatest effect with the least number of kills is the highest state we are pursuing."

Meng Chao continued, "Take the situation in front of you as an example. Now you can deal with three or five strong men who are powerful and powerful. You are absolutely sure.

"But in this cell, there are far more than three or five strong men, but a full eighty-two rat people.

"Thirty-seven of them have eaten at least one fried mandala fruit in the past day. They have been recharging their energy for a long time and still maintain their basic combat effectiveness. However, stimulated by hunger and the desire to survive, Their instant explosive power might be several times stronger than usual.

"Among these people, there are five strong ones who have eaten an average of six fried Datura fruits in the past day, and their fighting power is astonishing.

"You can't defeat everyone in one go. You have to make a choice. Tell me, the next round of food distribution is about to begin. What are you going to do?"

Ye Zi's thoughts changed, and he blurted out: "Thank you, Mr. Reaper, for your reminder. I will avoid these five strongest red-eyed rat people and start with the sixth one."

"wrong."

Meng Chao said, "If there is only one round of snatching, it is indeed the right choice to start with the sixth-ranked red-eyed rat citizen in this cell. After all, the sixth-ranked guy only ate two fried chickens in the past day." There is a large gap in strength between Datura Fruit and the top five.

"It is impossible for the top five to snatch up all the fried mandala fruits, replacing the sixth place will indeed fill you up temporarily.

"But it is impossible for us to get the ten fried mandala fruits we need in one round.

"We're going to be here for a long time, and we're going to have several rounds of snatching.

"Even if you can kill the sixth-ranked red-eyed rat people, there's no guarantee that the top five won't be interested and malicious towards you. They won't let you go until you show your strength enough to deter them.

"Of course, I'm sure you'll be able to take care of these guys eventually.

"But it definitely took a lot of effort and energy.

"If you want to become stronger, you must learn to plan your action routes and strike targets reasonably, saving every drop of precious energy.

"So, the correct answer is not sixth, but number one. You should kill the strongest red-eyed rat people in this cell!"

"What?"

Leaf was taken aback.

"Do you know the difference between 'first' and 'sixth'?" Meng Chao smiled slightly.

The boy pondered for a long time.

Still shaking his head a little ignorantly.

"If you kill 'Sixth', 'Number One' will find ways to kill you if it feels threatened; but as long as you kill 'Number One', I guarantee that from 'Second' to 'Sixth', they will all be away from you." You are so far away that I dare not even look at you."

Meng Chao said, "Also, 'Sixth' is very aware of its own strength, and keeps a high degree of vigilance against competitors around it, so it may not be so easy to deal with.

"But the strongest red-eyed mouseman in this cell has snatched eleven fried Datura fruits in the past day.

"He relies on his bravery, and he doesn't take others seriously at all. All he thinks about is getting out of here and participating in a real gladiatorial competition. How can he guard against such a crying bastard like you?"

Shedding tears in public is Ye Zi's dark history.

The boy lowered his head, his cheeks flushed.

But I have to admit that what Master Reaper said makes sense.

"Another one, you have to consider other people's reactions."

Meng Chao analyzed, "Suppose you kill 'Sixth', and 'Number One' orders everyone to rush up and tear you to pieces. Under his threat of force or the temptation of deep-fried debris, do you think that there is something wrong with you?" How many people dare not listen to him?

"But this guy has robbed too much food and cut off too many people's hope of survival in the past day. Everyone looked at him in a wrong way. Even from 'second' to 'fifth', They dare not speak out.

"The so-called 'the strong are always strong', now, 'number one' has become too strong, threatening the survival of everyone in this cell.

"If nothing else happens, in the next round of food distribution, he will definitely be able to grab more food than the previous round.

"If he snatches a few more fried mandala fruits, it means that a few red-eyed rat people will starve to death.

"So, in fact, it's not you alone who want to kill him, but all the red-eyed rat people have the idea of ​​killing 'Number One', but the cell is so small, everyone's eyes widened and ears pricked up, 'Number One' There is really no chance for people outside of one' to connect together.

"But I believe that as long as you strike fast enough and hard enough to decide the winner in an instant, the rest of the red-eyed rat people will definitely stand by your side and help you deal with the 'number one' together."

Leaf was dumbfounded.

Unexpectedly, there are so many ways to compete for food in a seemingly chaotic battle that relies entirely on strength and luck.

Moreover, Lord Reaper didn't seem to be doing anything, just crouching quietly in the corner.

However, the number of people in this cell, the strength and weakness, how much resources the strong have robbed, and the mentality of the strong and the weak are all observed in detail and analyzed clearly!

He couldn't help but take a look at the tallest, strongest, and most triumphant red-eyed mouseman in the crowd.

This guy probably has some tauren and quilboar blood.

With a thick and hard mane hanging all over his body, two big fangs raised his lips, his arms were thicker than Ye Zi's thighs, and he occupied the space of the three ratmen like no one else.

The criss-crossing scars on his face and body reveal his rich combat experience.

After eating the fried mandala fruit, his big shiny face was full of arrogance, as if he said bluntly: "I shouldn't stay here, but should stand in the real arena superior!"

Compared with this hulking, arrogant guy.

Meng Chao, who was covered in bruises, looked even more miserable.

But the leaves are very clear.

The moment he was caught by the eyes of the lord reaper.

The so-called "first" is already a dead person.

"Don't look him in the eye."

Meng Chao reminded, "Move your body forward by 27.5 centimeters, uh, the distance of one-third of the arm, and deflect your head to the lower left... deflect a little, adjust the appropriate angle, and you can Through the reflection on the surface of the sewage, he can clearly see his appearance.

"No, he doesn't look very good, I want you to observe the scars on his body.

"'Scars are the medals of warriors' - I know that the Turan people have such a tradition, they like to show their scars to others, as if the more scars and the more serious the injury, the more honorable they are.

"It has to be said that such a tradition is downright stupid.

"Scars contain a very rich amount of information, including handedness, fighting habits, hidden wounds in the body, the location of the fatal weakness... and so on.

"Trust me, if only you learn to read scars and corpses.

"Everyone's weaknesses will be seen by you at a glance!"