Lin Beichen struggled with the Rat King for a long time yesterday, and he couldn't be more familiar with this voice.
As soon as I glanced around, I saw...
The muscular groundhog king was tied to a rock and was struggling crazily.
This king from the Ghost Rat Valley, a male rat who aspires to become the rat king of the entire plane, has just taken the first step, and his great revenge plan has gone bankrupt before it even started.
Awaiting its fate, it is probably braised, steamed or boiled.
Because Director Pan Weimin was washing kitchen knives in the river next to him.
"How is this going?"
Lin Beichen asked in surprise.
Pan Weimin said without looking back: "Oh, this rat king was sneaking around our camp last night with ill intentions, and I caught him. I happened to have breakfast this morning. I saw it.
Yes, the meat of the Rat King is very strong and must be chewy. If it is roasted into dried meat, it will be easier to store. We will have dry food in the next few days."
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
When the Rat King heard this, he looked horrified and struggled desperately.
But it is tied with a specially made dragon tendon mysterious pattern rope. Even a strong martial artist with a thousand kilograms of strength can't break free of it, let alone it?
This kind of mysterious rope can even imprison the magic power of monsters. It is an alchemical product specially used to deal with some monsters that are difficult to deal with.
"Huh? Can you understand us?"
Lin Beichen squatted in front of the Rat King in surprise.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The Rat King nodded repeatedly, almost crying.
"Can you really understand?"
Lin Beichen was shocked.
This groundhog has really become a spirit.
"Smile."
he said.
The groundhog hesitated for a moment, and then a smile actually appeared on his face.
The expression is very rich.
"Cry."
Lin Beichen said.
The groundhog put down his pride and immediately burst into tears.
Yo ho.
It works really well.
Lin Beichen immediately became interested.
He continued: "Make a nervous expression, like you are waiting for your wife to give birth to a baby."
The groundhog suddenly looked nervous.
"My wife has given birth to a son."
The groundhog looked happy again.
"My wife bled to death..."
The groundhog looked sad.
"My son is a genius and can call me daddy."
The groundhog looked ecstatic.
"My son is deformed and his penis is on his head."
The groundhog looked sad.
"Won the lottery and got ten million berries..."
The groundhog is happy again.
"My son is dead."
The groundhog sheds tears.
"My wife is alive again..."
The marmot's expression gradually became dull, and then its limbs twitched and foamed at the mouth.
Lin Beichen became happier the more he played.
Are all the Warcraft in this world so intelligent?
At this time, Pan Weimin had washed the knife and walked over. He looked up and down on the prairie dog, as if he was considering where to cut, and finally his eyes fell on the prairie dog's neck.
"Zhizhizhi..."
The groundhog screamed and struggled wildly.
Lin Beichen said: "Are you begging for mercy?"
The woodchuck nods like it's pounding garlic.
"You want me to save you?"
Lin Beichen asked again.
The woodchuck almost lost its head.
"Then what will you do in return for me?"
Lin Beichen asked.
The groundhog chirped, but he didn't know what he meant.
"Oh, so you want to be my contract beast?"
Lin Beichen forcibly translated.
"squeak?"
The groundhog suddenly stopped struggling and looked at Lin Beichen in shock.
"Director Pan, is there any way, or a soul contract or something, to allow me to adopt it as a pet?"
Lin Beichen turned around and asked.
Pan Weimin said expressionlessly: "Only those who are above the Heavenly Realm and whose souls are strong enough can use external help, spend a lot of resources, formulate contracts, and forcibly accept Warcraft as war pets. Your current strength is still far behind."
, if the soul power is not strong enough, even if you pull out even a tiny bit, you can hurt yourself and become mentally disabled..."
At this point, Director Pan's expression suddenly froze, and he suddenly heard that the guy in front of him seemed to be mentally retarded.
"Whether it's soul power or external resources, you don't have it. It's simply impossible to sign a battle pet contract."
Pan Weimin continued: "Besides, this kind of tailless ghost rat is a natural lower-middle-level monster. Although it has high intelligence, it has low combat power and is notoriously difficult to tame. Therefore, using it as food is their greatest contribution to mankind, especially
This kind of rat king, whether steamed, braised, grilled or boiled, is very delicious. I am especially good at a secret method of stir-frying ghost rat. It will be delicious when made..."
As he said that, he was already sharpening his sword to attack the ghost rat, and he couldn't wait to do it.
Lin Beichen had a row of black lines on his forehead.
Unexpectedly, this first-year dean is actually a senior foodie chef.
So, the mission set yesterday to hunt the tailless ghost rat was actually to find ingredients for him, right?
"Hey, you swear, from now on, you will be my little slave, hehe, hehe," Lin Beichen smiled like a devil seducing an ignorant girl, and said: "Accept me as your master, and I will save your life."
The groundhog hesitated.
Lin Beichen said: "Oh, forget it, Director Pan, just kill him."
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The male rat who determined to become the King of Ghost Rats shed tears of humiliation and finally nodded repeatedly.
"I caught it. If you want to save it, you have to pay a price." Pan Weimin said: "In this world, there is never anything that can be obtained for free."
Chu Hen, who was watching the excitement, was about to open his mouth to persuade.
Pan Weimin said directly: "Shut up, Old Chu. This trial and training, I will serve as the master and you as the assistant. Besides, you have always favored Lin Beichen and responded to his requests. This is not conducive to his growth. After all, he is still just
a child."
Chu Hen had no choice but to spread his hands.
Lin Beichen was speechless.
Director Pan has a very radical educational philosophy.
In the end, Lin Beichen exchanged a jar of peach blossom stuffing and a pound of Tiaojian lamb meat for this muscular marmot king.
"Now you are my rat."
Lin Beichen directly untied the mysterious rope on its body and said: "If you dare to run away, I will kill all the ghost rats in the Beihuang Mountains and burn down the valley where you live."
The woodchuck was about to hide into the soil and escape, but when he heard this, he froze.
I might as well endure the humiliation and stay undercover next to these humans, and when I find the opportunity, I will kill them all.
So he followed Lin Beichen obediently.
"Go, jump into the river and wash yourself first to make yourself clean."
Lin Beichen said.
The groundhog king jumped into the river angrily.
"Why do you keep such low-level monsters around?" Bai Jinyun came over and said strangely: "Except for being eaten, they have no value, their fur is not popular, and there is no magic core in their bodies. Of course, you are a rat king.
It seems to be much smarter than other ghost rats, but it is just a smarter useless ghost rat."
Lin Beichen laughed: "Hey, you will know its function soon."