“This is…”


  All the rat people in the dungeon were dumbfounded, especially those who had stayed there for several days and watched Meng Chao soak himself in the dirty water while he was covered in wounds.

  They thought that they knew this dying black-haired rat very well.

  Only then did they realize how wrong they had been!

  Meng Chao did not want to waste any energy or time on them.

  Slowly picking up and eating the fried datura fruit left behind by the rat subject, Meng Chao continued to plan his next step.

  Killing the rat subject wasn’t a problem.

  The problem was that he didn’t want to appear too high-profile.

  Because an outstanding man like him was like a firefly in the dark night. Even if he exposed 1% of his strength, he could be noticed by the military nobles with strong backgrounds and get into a lot of trouble.

  Although the military nobles with a strong background were powerful, Meng Chao was confident that he could deal with them.

  But he didn’t have time.

  Meng Chao knew from the memory fragments of his previous life that the supreme leader of the Tulan civilization who presided over the Battle of Honor, also known as the war chief, still came from the Gold clan.

  Therefore, he didn’t have time to stay in black-corner City and fool around with the bull-headed horse-faced and wild boars and elephants of the Bloody Hoofs clan.

  He had to obtain resources as soon as possible, heal his injuries, obtain totems, and recover his strength. He had to leave Black-corner city and head to the center of Tulan ZE, the main city of the golden clan, to look for the supreme leader of the Tulan Civilization!

  In that case, a person with similar strength who could obtain what he needed from each other would be especially important.

  “I wonder how Yezi is doing up there.”


  Meng Chao thought to himself, “Can he digest and absorb all the things that I stuffed into his body? and can he find a suitable Ace Gladiator?”


  As he was thinking, the sound of an iron rod hitting the fence sounded above his head.

  A blinding light crashed into the darkness and swept across the faces and bodies of the rats.

  Finally, it lingered for an exceptionally long time on the densely-packed wounds on Meng Chao’s body.

  “So You’re the Reaper?”


  A voice from above, half impatient and half mocking, asked.

  Meng Chao’s heart skipped a beat, and he nodded.

  “Why do you have this name?”


  The voice from above suppressed his laughter and asked, “Are you very good at harvesting things, or do you get harvested often?”
……

  Meng Chao was carried out of the dungeon on a simple stretcher made of mandala branches by four handymen.

  Although his posture was very awkward, he was not willing to waste even half a drop of energy to change it.

  Instead, he focused all his spiritual energy on his retina and cochlea and tried his best to collect all the images and audio in every direction.

  The key was the details.

  From the details that could be seen everywhere, a lot of information about a civilization could be inferred.

  The shorthand symbols that were left in the depths of the dungeon had been completely erased by him.

  However, the information about the Tulan civilization had long been deeply engraved in Chao Meng’s brain.

  At this moment, based on the latest details that he had observed, he added the following information to his brain:

  “The most important military facility of the Tulan civilization, the ‘Arena’, is as large as the 50,000-man football field on earth, or even larger.

  “These ancient and majestic buildings are all built with giant rocks that have been cut very precisely, just like pyramids.

  “However, a lot of the gum of the mandala trees has been added between the rocks as the adhesive.

  “And at the key parts of the structure, enormous mandala trees were growing out of the ground.

  “The mandala trees, which were hundreds of meters tall, and the branches that covered hundreds of meters, formed natural columns, beams, and ceilings, ensuring that the entire building could stand for thousands of years.

  “Such a brilliant construction method seemed to be based on biochemical technology that surpassed the times. A part of the building was not built but ‘grew’out of the ground.

  “I don’t think that the current Tulan civilization has such technology.

  “Judging from the gossip of the audience, the dozens of arenas in black horn city are at least thousands of years old, or even the ‘gifts of the ancestors’tens of thousands of years ago.

  “Does this mean that the ancestors of the Tulan people once created a splendid civilization that was far more advanced than the current era of the clan?

  “It is highly possible.

  “Because there are dozens of arenas in black horn city with more than fifty thousand people.

  “It means that the city has at least millions of permanent residents. When the glorious era comes, the warriors of all the towns and settlements will gather here, and the population will increase by five times or even ten times.

  “The size of the city is closely related to the advanced level of the civilization.

  “It is hard to imagine that a clan civilization in the Middle Ages could have more than one glorious city with millions or even tens of millions of people.

  “It is said that every city in Tulanze is very ancient. It was built by the ‘Ancestral Spirit’that the Tulan people worshipped.

  “Ancestral spirit, an extremely important and sacred word in the Tulan language.

  “It seems to have passed away long ago, but it also seems to still control the life and death, honor and disgrace, fate and everything of the Tulan people.

  “What would the ancestors of the Tulan people look like?”


  With this thought in mind, Meng Chao met leaf.

  Compared to when he left the dungeon, the rat youth at this moment could be said to be brand new.

  He put on an armor made of bison leather, and there was a bone blade at his waist. He held his head high and puffed out his chest. There was no sign of the youth and panic that he had just fallen into the dungeon.

  “Lord Reaper!”


  Upon seeing Meng Chao, Yezi was overjoyed and came forward to welcome him.

  However, when he saw Meng Chao’s injuries, he was shocked.

  Deep in the dungeon, the light was dim. Most of Meng Chao’s body was submerged in the sewage water, so he could not see clearly.

  Now, under the strong sunlight, Yezi truly knew how badly Meng Chao was injured.

  She couldn’t help but gasp in amazement. What kind of material did the reaper use to create this monster? It was so heavily injured, and it could even activate the shining lines and arrowheads in her body, helping her to be reborn.

  It was simply too magical!

  “Are you okay?”


  Leaf rushed forward and carefully held Meng Chao. “You need treatment!”


  “Don’t worry, I’m fine.”


  In fact, with the amount of energy he had gathered from the fried datura fruit, he had long been able to treat most of the external wounds that looked shocking.

  The reason why he didn’t do so was partly because he wanted to use the energy to repair more important organs and spiritual veins.

  On the other hand, Meng Chao didn’t want others to know how fast his wounds were healing.

  He wanted to go deep into the unpredictable Tu Lan Ze alone. The more cards he had in his pocket, the better.

  If possible, he really wanted to appear in front of King Tu Lan, the chief of the war tribe, in this wounded and dying appearance!

  “Tell me about the situation on your side first.”


  Meng Chao looked at Leaf’s smug look and smiled, “It seems that you have found a suitable gladiator.”


  “That’s right. According to your instructions, after I arrived at the recruit training camp, I gave my fried mandala fruit to the scrawnest, oldest, and most bullied rat laborers to eat. Then, I pretended to be pitiful in front of him. As expected, he told me a lot about the blood skull arena and the Ace Gladiators!”


  Ye Zi widened her big, sparkling eyes and looked at Meng Chao with admiration. She said, “But, Lord Reaper, how do you know that such laborers are the most well-informed and are willing to tell me?”


  “It’s very simple.”


  Meng Chao explained, “Since he is the weakest handyman among the rats and has a face that has been bullied a lot, it’s obvious that he doesn’t have enough to eat. It’s easy for him to be bought over by a few fried mandala fruits.

  “He is older, which means that he has been in the Blood Skull Arena for a long time. Naturally, he will have more opportunities to get in touch with the gossip here.

  “Also, it’s very easy for older rats to take care of a little fellow like you as if you’re their nephew. Seeing that you’re so skinny, it’s normal for them to tell you some information so that you’ll have a chance to keep your little life.”


  “I see.”


  Ye Zi scratched his head and said, “In short, I’ve asked around clearly. In the Blood Skull Arena in the past half a year, there’s a total of four aces who’ve won 30 to 50 matches in a row. The Lord icestorm that I’m following now is the one that most meets the requirements of the Lord Reaper, the one that’s the most withdrawn and the one that’s the most antisocial. Moreover, she’s encountered a problem that’s neither too big nor too small.”


  “Don’t worry. Take your time.”


  Meng Chao said, “I’ve heard the name ‘Ice Storm’before in the dungeon. I know that she’s a snow leopard female warrior from the Gold clan. She’s considered an outsider in black-corner city. However, the Tulan people don’t seem to be exclusive. At least in the five clans, they only speak based on their strength. There’s no serious discrimination. There are many gladiators in the blood-skull arena who are all outsiders. Why would she not fit in?”


  “Because she was unwilling to formally join a certain clan through the blood bestowing ceremony.”Ye Zi continued

  “That’s right,”ye Zi said. “Most of the outsiders in Black Horn City broke off all ties with the past through the blood bestowing ceremony and joined a brand new clan, becoming a member of the Blood Hoof clan.

  “The foreign gladiators in the Blood Skull Arena, be it the lion-man, tiger-man, lizard-man, or gnoll-man, are all the same.

  “In order to become a new member of the military aristocrat that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Blood Hoof clan, many foreign gladiators are fighting to the death in the arena.

  “Only Lord icestorm is extremely arrogant. I’ve heard that even the owner of the bloody skull arena, the Blood Hoof Clan, who is qualified to be called a clan, has extended an olive branch to her. She doesn’t even care about it. She has been in black-corner city for a long time, but she hasn’t joined any clan!

  “Although it is a great shame for us rats to run away or raise our hands to surrender at the last moment.

  “However, for the masters who are born with a glorious bloodline, it is a privilege of the ancestral spirits to submit to the experts who defeated them and change clans. Many masters of the clans do the same.

  “Lord icestorm is not willing to perform the blood bestowing ceremony. The foreign gladiators who have changed clans can’t help but feel awkward. They don’t know how to face Lord icestorm