Chronicles of Heaven Chapter 77: The Great Rock City Change

Big Rock City.

In a block where the deacons of foreign recruits live, Lao Bai squatted in the center of the courtyard and carefully dropped a few drops of black ring snake venom into the block where the deacons lived. The huge stone bowl.

The mouth of the stone bowl is two feet in diameter, and half of the bowl of light blue translucent juice is already in it.

As soon as a few drops of viscous black ring snake venom dripped in, the light blue sap sprayed out small bubbles, and there was a slight popping sound.

Lao Bai turned his head back on the spot, and crawled over several tens of meters away before ramming into a room.

Several rat people closed the door quickly, and blocked the door with soaked fur.

The light blue sap in the stone bowl quickly turned light black, and then it boiled violently. A large amount of sap splashed, and a lot of sap fell on the ground outside the stone bowl, and strands of faint black smoke rose slowly and merged into the air.

Far away, a cold wind blew from several huge corridors.

The strong wind blew through Dashi, through this courtyard, blowing away the light black smoke that was invisible to the naked eye.

After a full quarter of an hour, the closed door quietly opened, and the old white probed his head from the crack in the door, and carefully looked in the direction of the stone bowl for a long time before he slammed open. Closed the door.

With his hands on his back, he walked towards the stone bowl in a vigorous manner. As he walked, Lao Bai smiled to the dozen or so juniors behind him: "Actually, the preparation of poisons is bold and careful. The most important thing is not to be messy when encountering major events..."

As soon as the voice fell, a small blister in the stone bowl exploded, making a crisp sound.

Lao Bai and a dozen or so juniors turned around and ran away. A group of people crawled and jumped into the room, closing the door with a ‘boom’.

After another quarter of an hour, Lao Bai walked out tremblingly with a group of juniors.

Standing far away, looking towards the stone bowl for a long while, Lao Bai patted his chest and laughed ‘hehe’. He turned around, and solemnly taught the younger generation: "Walking in the rivers and lakes, safety first...face or something...hehe, it's not important."

A group of junior rat people looked at Lao Bai with admiration, and nodded desperately one by one.

Lao Bai smiled with satisfaction. He brought a group of juniors to the side of the stone bowl, carefully examined the half bowl of black juice left in the stone bowl for a while, and nodded in satisfaction: "Well, it succeeded. , The quality is not bad... Almost can catch up with your grandfather, that is, the appearance of the'rotten bone marrow' prepared by my grandfather."

While speaking, Lao Bai narrowed his eyes.

He looked at the junior next to him, stretched out his hand and patted a young rat on the head.

"Old Nine, remember your father, I just put in the order of the various ingredients, and the approximate dosage... This time, your father will make the preparation, and next time, it will be you... If you die , Is the old ten... the old eleven... the old twelve... one by one..."

Lao Bai's heart was filled with extremely painful helplessness, but also with a kind of indifference that fully understood the world's conditions.

The rat manpower is weak. If a rat man tribe wants to survive, it must have a unique ability to protect itself. Lao Bai, the ancestral eating technique of the Ratman tribe, is this vicious and abnormally poisonous ‘rotten bone marrow’.

Even if you are a master in the realm of heavy buildings, even if it is cut with such a trace of flesh and blood, it will rot directly into the bone marrow, and will eventually fester to death.

Just...

Mixing ‘rotten bone marrow’ is extremely dangerous. Even for a veteran like Lao Bai, he can only succeed once or twice out of ten times, not to mention these rookies who have never made a mix.

There is a high possibility that Lao Jiu will die because of poisoning in an accident during deployment.

Next, it is likely that several of his younger brothers, namely Lao Bai's sons, will die one after another.

But... this **** world...

What are the dead sons? There are so many dolls in the whole tribe to live.

Lao Bai carefully picked up the stone bowl and walked into the small building with a group of juniors.

From time to time, sneaky ratmen rushed into the small courtyard. They brought packs of poorly forged, worrying quality hidden weapons and small daggers.

Lao Bai guided a dozen of his sons, carefully applying rotten bone marrow to these weapons.

To ensure that these weapons are sufficiently toxic, but to prevent the waste of venom, these skills are also fundamental to the survival of a ratman tribe.

Old Bai sighed leisurely.

This is also no way. The materials used to prepare rotten bone marrow are not easy to collect. In order to hunt a black ring snake, perhaps more than a dozen people will die. Therefore, it takes a lot of time and energy to prepare a poisonous rotten bone marrow, and Lao Bai himself has to take a lot of risks.

Save everything, save everything...

This bowl of venom seems to be small, but it contains the lives of more than two hundred tribesmen.

Even if the Ratman's fertility is extremely strong, this loss is enough to make Lao Bai feel heartache...it must be saved.

"Our tribe, it would be great if we could produce a real pharmacist." While urging his sons to quench the poison, Lao Bai said in a low voice, "Legend, the pharmacist dispenses medicine... never fails. And the drug’s performance is maximized."

"If there is a real pharmacist..." Lao Bai looked at the carefully busy sons, and whispered: "Your brothers, hey..."

With his hands behind his back, Lao Bai turned around the house a little uneasy.

Taking a risk, it is impossible to mix bone marrow once.

Is the World of Mouse People a family? Lao Bai has received very bad news from various channels in the past two days.

It seems that something bad is going to happen inside the Shi family.

Always let the children be more self-protective.

"It's not a last resort, let's not move the nest... It's rare to find a generous steward... The little boys eat meat every day." Lao Bai sighed quietly: "For the boys to eat every day Meat... It’s okay to sell him his life."

Tapping his mouth, he took out a small piece of dried meat from his sleeve and stuffed it into his mouth. Lao Bai chewed on the slightly rotten dried meat with a look of intoxication, and nodded contentedly.

"Hey, Deacon Xiao Tie went to that horrible place... and, Elder Shi Jue actually took people there... Xiao Tie, Xiao Tie... Don’t have any trouble, my old man is a rare favorite. A little guy who is not a pup."

"Black skin, one-eyed, iron eighty-eight, none of them are good things... Only you, my old man is pleasing to your eyes."

Lao Bai muttered in a low voice. He went around the room twice before stomping his feet suddenly.

He sighed at the shadow in the corner of the room, and shook his head: "Go, go, go to a few little boys, go outside the Underworld Mine and stare... see what happened over there. What...I met Deacon Xiaotie, if he is still alive, he can help, help..."

Spreading out his hands, Lao Bai sighed helplessly: "We rat people, it's not easy to live...that's all we can do, that's all we have..."

Looking up, Lao Bai looked at the ceiling and murmured, "Hey, the legends left by our ancestors can't lie to us grandchildren? Our ancestors of the rat people once lived on the stars. ?"

"Stars? Shiny stars hanging in the sky? Is that stuff real?"

"Xu Sun Rat...The ancestors of our rat people are also bigger!"

Lao Bai smiled so that there were folds on his face, a little lingering. He took out a tiny piece of rotten meat from his sleeve and chewed it in his mouth.

The shadow he mentioned just now seems to have faded a bit. The small daggers and fragmentary hidden weapons that were originally placed on the table and have been quenched with venom seem to be missing by so many dozens.

"It would be great to have a pharmacist... If every baby's paws can quench bone marrow... Tsk tsk." Lao Bai sighed, then sighed heavily again .

‘Boom~~~’!

The long sound of bronze bells spread throughout Dashicheng.

The rats who were busy in the house raised their ears at the same time, and looked around vigilantly one by one.

Lao Jiu, who had just been instructed by Lao Bai, asked nervously: "Are there any children who have stolen things? Are they going to close the door and arrest people again?"

Another ratman's eyes widened: "Did you steal the food, or stole the gold coins? Tsk, warned them that they are not allowed to do business on the Shijia site..."

Another ratman suddenly grabbed a poisoned dagger, and shouted nervously at Lao Bai: "Grandpa, did you come to catch us? Hurry up, scream, let's go... Grandson Take the brothers to cover behind, grandpa and uncles go first..."

Lao Bai gritted his teeth and slapped a group of tense children and grandchildren.

"Promising, look at your prosperous...Huh? Is it necessary to catch us when the alarm is sounded? A little prosperous, okay?"

Lao Bai opened the door abruptly and looked out nervously: "However, it's not really the children who committed the crime again, right? Isn't it just getting some food, drinks and sparkling? As for Do you play the gongs and drums like this? As for the gongs and drums like this?"

Heavy footsteps heard, and a dozen soldiers in heavy armor rushed into the yard.

Lao Bai yelled, touched his hands on his belt, his paws were full of sharp poisoned iron needles about to be thrown out, and a soldier who took the lead already roared in a low voice: "Is Deacon Lao Bai? You? How many young men can you use? Take your people to the arsenal to lead the crossbow...prepare for war!"

Lao Bai blinked desperately, and a group of children and grandchildren stood neatly in a row behind him, trying to keep the bowl of venom and a bunch of messy bits and pieces on the table behind him.

A group of rat people grinned and tried to make a harmless expression.

"Prepare...who are we going to...fight with?" Old Bai's voice was trembling: "Changshengjiao? Isn't it? Really want to fight them? That's a group of monsters..."

The World of Rats is a family, and Lao Bai has naturally heard of the evils and horrors of the Longevity Sect from various sources.

"Clean up the traitors." A dozen soldiers who broke into the courtyard looked at Old Bai with a distorted expression.

The door was ajar, and Lao Bai poked his head out from the crack of the door, with a sneaky look, a cautious look, that look... These soldiers really want to kick his face. .

I really want to beat him up too much!

"Clean up the traitors...This is the order issued by the sixth master!" The soldier in the lead turned and walked out of the yard: "Although, you rats are useless, but you will always hide behind and put a secret arrow? Go ahead. The arsenal... Bring all the young and middle-aged people you can use."

Old Bai's eyes lit up suddenly.

The eyeballs of a group of his children and grandchildren also became sharper with a ‘swish’.

"Go to the arsenal to get crossbow arrows...no money?" One of Lao Bai's son poked his head out of Lao Bai's armpit and asked loudly at the group of soldiers who had already left the yard.

The bodies of a dozen soldiers shook abruptly. They turned their heads with a messy face, and gave Lao Bai a deep look.

Lao Bai grinned in a hurry, revealing two sharp front teeth.

"Of course...no money." The soldier in the lead grinned and said, "As long as you are loyal to Liu Ye...what good things can't you get?"

"No money!" Old Bai smiled.

"No money!" Lao Bai's group of children and grandchildren laughed.

After just half a cup of tea, more than two thousand rat people swarmed into Dashi City and ran towards the arsenal ‘tweeting’.

The arsenal of Dashi City is open, and the deacons recruited by foreigners such as Heishi, Cyclops, and Tie Eighty-eight have taken their clansmen and subordinates to choose their favorite weapons in the arsenal.

Pile of armor codes are placed in the storeroom, and piles of weapons are neatly stacked on the shelf.

The weapons that can be stored by the Shi family, not to mention that they are all exquisite items, at least they are all two items.

The soft armor of lizard skin, the heavy armor of fine iron, all kinds of leather boots, as well as various swords, long spears, longbows and strong crossbows, and even short knives and daggers.

The weapons stored in the arsenal of Dashicheng are enough to arm an army of five thousand people.

Although Shi Erye recruited so many people a few days ago, the arsenal of Dashicheng is enough to make everyone armed to their teeth.

Old Bai ran over with all the pups in the clan who could run and jump, and happily broke into the arsenal.

The arsenal, which was originally crowded, suddenly turned into a misty atmosphere. People who have never seen such a scene can never imagine the scene of more than two thousand nearly three thousand rat people running around one meter in height.

How spectacular!

"It's a pity, why aren't there armors specially made for the pups?" Lao Bai stood at the door of the arsenal~IndoMTL.com~ looking at the armor that was too large for the pups. He sighed helplessly.

The sound of messy footsteps came, and a dozen or so big bull fighters rushed over, surrounded by a burly young man.

The young man holding a whip, directed at the black-skinned wolf warriors at the entrance of the arsenal, and lashed out: "Rebellion? Rebellion? Who made you humble savages come here?"

"Rebellion? Rebellion? What do you want? Who sent you here?"

A dull roar suddenly sounded from the side.

An iron dwarf sprang out from nowhere, and hit the young man's body with an axe, blood and light splashed, and half of the young man's body was split with an axe.

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