Novel Full Chapter 1016 - The Emissary Who Lost His Memory?
Chapter 1016: The Emissary Who Lost His Memory?
If it were not for the fact that there were still many rat soldiers around…
Meng Chao almost wanted to clap and cheer loudly for Leaf.
“Then, what do you think is the problem?” He looked at the rat boy with interest.
“The problem is that we don’t have our own clan.”
With a serious face, Leaf said, “Although we have been paying a large number of mandrake fruits to the Blood Hoof Clan, they have also adopted the Blood Bestowing Ceremony to absorb the best of us into the various big clans.
“I still feel that we are not members of the Blood Hoof Clan, and I don’t want to be a member of the Blood Hoof Clan at all. I don’t want to be one of the murderers who killed my mother and brother!
“It’s because the rat people don’t have their own clans that they are bullied everywhere they go. I heard from the rat people who were captured from far, far away that the rat people are the same in the Gold Clan, Thunder Clan, Shadow Clan, and Divine Wood Clan. They are deceived, enslaved, and oppressed until they die!
“Reaper, the Tournament of the Five Clans is about to begin. Do you know what this means?”
Meng Chao shook his head. “What does it mean?”
“It means that many rat people are going to die meaninglessly!”
Leaf sternly said, “The Tournament of the Five Clans is said to be a soul-stirring bloody battle between the five clans in order to fight for the supreme throne of the War Chief. In fact, those high and mighty elders of the clans would not use their full strength to fight head-on and cause both sides to suffer heavy losses!
“I heard that in the past Tournament of the Five Clans, the clan elders would command their rat servants to take the lead. Who won or lost was secondary. The most important thing was to use an extremely large scale battle drill to accumulate battle experience and fame for the clan elders who hadn’t fought for decades. It was so that they would become famous generals who had experienced hundreds of battles before charging into the land of Holy Light.
“The lords of the clans will become more and more powerful in the Tournament of the Five Clans.
“Countless rat people will die miserably in the wilderness of Picturesque Orchid Lake. Their blood and corpses will slowly soak the seeds of the mandrake fruits!
“I don’t want to die in vain as a servant.
“I don’t want to kill the rat people who have no grudges against me, who don’t know me, and who are in the same boat as me.
“If I really have to fight, I only want to fight for our own rat clan.
“I feel that only a battle like that can be considered magnificent!
“Reaper, why do you have such a strange expression? You don’t seem excited at all. I thought that you would be as excited as me when you heard about the Rat God. Don’t tell me that you don’t support my fight for the rat people’s own clan?”
“Of course I support all the rat people fighting for themselves…”
Meng Chao said, “As long as the Rat God is real, and it’s as magical and powerful as you said. At the same time, it’s truly protecting all the rat people wholeheartedly as well.”
“What do you mean?”
Leaf did not catch the hidden meaning behind Meng Chao’s words. “Of course the Rat God is real. He was a rat hero a long time ago. After thousands of years of hibernation, he has returned to the depths of Picturesque Orchid Lake. I heard that he even has a very powerful army!”
“Is that so?”
Meng Chao asked, “Who did you hear this from?”
“It’s what everyone is saying.”
Leaf said, “Over the past few days, word has spread among the rat servants in the Blood Skull Arena. Don’t tell me you don’t believe it, Reaper?”
“I really want to believe it.”
Meng Chao said, “But from your description and what I’ve learned, the story about the Big-horned Rat God is too magnificent.
“You know, when something sounds too magnificent, it won’t appear to be true. Instead, it sounds like a distant dream, a lie with ulterior motives, and a miracle that will never happen
“That’s right, it’s a miracle!”
Leaf was excited again. “When I heard about the Rat God’s legend, I didn’t dare to believe it either, because it sounded too much like a miracle!
“Reaper, do you know why I thought about it later and confirmed my belief that the Rat God has arrived?”
Meng Chao frowned. “I don’t know. Why?”
“Because of you!”
Leaf slapped his thigh and said, “Don’t you realize that you are a miracle? Before you, I had never seen such a heavily-injured person who would still be alive and well after soaking in the sewage for so many days.
“I had never seen anyone who could control their flesh and bones to such an exquisite degree as you. You only adjusted the posture of my strength, but you were able to raise the power of my chop by so much!
“I never thought that such an incredible tactic existed in the world. Thirty weak rats who had been training for only a few days were able to defeat thirty well-trained rats, whose bodies were several times larger than ours, unscathed!
“I’m afraid that you don’t even know it yourself. Reaper, you are already a miracle in our eyes!
“Since a miracle has already appeared before our eyes, what reason do we have to doubt that an even bigger miracle is about to be born?
“In fact, I wonder, are you really not the Rat God’s emissary, Lord Reaper?”
“Huh?”
“I heard that the Rat God has sent a large number of emissaries throughout the entire Picturesque Orchid Lake to lead all the rat people to stand up and fight.”
Leaf said, “Regardless of your strength or your attitude toward the clan warriors, you feel like the Rat God’s emissary!”
“I’m not, I’m not. Don’t spout nonsense.”
Meng Chao flatly denied it. “I have nothing to do with the so-called Rat God!”
“Really?”
Leaf was a little disappointed. After thinking about it, he became excited again. He blinked his sparkling eyes and said, “Reaper, is it possible that you’re the Big-horned Rat God’s emissary, but you just don’t know it?”
Meng Chao pointed at the tip of his nose and said, “Even I don’t know that I’m actually the Big-horned Rat God’s Emissary?”
“That’s right. Have you forgotten? You lost your memory!”
Leaf said, “When you were thrown into the depths of the dungeon, you were covered in wounds, and your breathing was weak. You couldn’t even speak clearly. You didn’t know a lot of common knowledge. At that time, I was worried about your condition. Didn’t you say that you were fine and that you just lost your memory?
“Could you actually be the Rat God’s emissary? You came to Black-corner City on a special mission, but you met with some dangers on the way. For example, you were seriously injured by bad guys from the five big clans, and then you drifted along the Turan River. After that, you were unintentionally picked up and sent to the Blood Skull Arena?
“That’s right, it must be so. If that’s the case, everything can be explained, including your unparalleled strength, your mysterious skills, and your disdain, as well as hostility, toward the high and mighty clan elders!”
The rat youth was convinced by his rigorous logic.
He was so happy that a huge snot bubble came out of his nose.
Meng Chao was unable to refute. He was stunned for a long time before he said, “You… Have you heard too many of those messy heroic epics?”
“What else could it be?”
Leaf spoke with some grievance. “If you’re not the Rat God’s emissary, what other identity do you hold that can perfectly explain everything about the Reaper?”
“There is.”
Meng Chao quietly said, “Actually, I am an alien.”
“What?”
The rat youth was dumbfounded.
“Forget it. I’m not going to talk nonsense with you. Believe it or not, I’m really not the Rat God’s emissary. Speaking of which, such a commotion has been caused in just a few days, from the slums to the Blood Skull Arena. So many rat civilians believe that the Rat God has already descended. There must be a powerful organization behind it. There must also be a real ‘Rat God emissary’ in Black-corner City. We have to figure out their plan.”
Meng Chao thought quickly and said, “Tell me, who exactly told you about the Rat God? When and where did it happen?”
From Leaf’s point of view, Meng Chao was a member of the rat people.
He was even “the Rat God’s emissary who had lost his memory.”
Naturally, there was nothing to hide. After contemplating for a while, he told Meng Chao about all the people who had talked to him about the Rat God in the past few days.
The problem was that he mentioned too many names.
The list included almost all the thirty servant soldiers that Meng Chao had trained in the beginning.
Most of the 300 servant soldiers who had just been selected were among the names too.
Plus, there were the handymen who served these servant soldiers.
In fact, the news about the Rat God was like a virus, and it struck like lightning. Almost overnight, it had spread throughout the entire Blood Skull Arena. If any of the rat people did not say a few words such as, “Do you know about the Rat God?”, they would be too embarrassed to greet other rat people.
According to Leaf, he heard that the servants of the various arenas were the last rat people in Black-corner City to discover the Rat God’s arrival.
Before the news reached the arena, it had already spread through the foundry workshops, construction sites, mining caves, and underground sewage pipes filled with garbage.
Moreover, the rat slaves outside worshipped the Rat God a hundred times more fervently than the rat servants in the arena.
The reason was very simple.
No matter how hard the training of the rat servants in the arena was, no matter how dangerous the arena was, there was always a glimmer of hope.
As long as they had outstanding strength, followed a good master, and had good luck, they would have a chance to live forever. They would rise with their master and become the leader of the domestic rats under their master. They would even be given a drop of divine blood by their master and be able to get rid of their lowly status as rat people.
Even if only one out of a hundred rat soldiers could enjoy such luck…
A one percent chance was enough to make many rat soldiers satisfied with the current situation and extinguish their anger.
However, the rat people slaves outside did not even have a one percent chance.
Death was their only fate.
The Rat God’s arrival was their only salvation.