It was not only because the Thousand-year Armor was more powerful than the Hundred-year Armor…


  More importantly, Meng Chao wanted to read a lot of details about the large-scale war between the Turan civilization and the land of Holy Light tens of thousands of years ago from the fragments of totem armor that had been passed down for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

  Thus, he sketched out the most prosperous appearance of the Turan civilization before it degenerated.

  Meng Chao believed that this was the key to help the Dragon City civilization avoid destruction and even conquer the other world.

  From his thoughtful expression, Ice Storm sensed something.

  “What I mean is that you can try to seize more pieces of the hundred-year armor and cover the entire totem armor with indigo-colored spiritual patterns, but you’d better not touch the thousand-year armor.”


  Ice storm reminded, “Those who are equipped with the thousand-year-old armor are mostly the backbone of the major families. They can destroy the entire combat gang by themselves.

  “The combat experience and the killing intent of the previous masters of the thousand-year-old armor are things that the current you can’t bear.

  “It’s not that easy for me to find and trust a helper. Promise me that you won’t become an Origin Warrior before you escape from Black-corner City!”


  “Don’t worry, I won’t act rashly.”


  Meng Chao thought for a moment and said, “Putting aside those dazzling cuneiform characters, putting on the totem armor to fight is indeed a very exciting thing. It even feels like an addiction. I wonder how the powerhouses of the five great clans solved this problem?”


  Ice Storm did not understand. “What problem?”


  “It’s a problem of addiction!”


  Meng Chao said, “Could it be that when you activated the Mithril Ripper, you did not feel some kind of hormone… It’s something hotter and more viscous than blood, like magma, surging into your brain, making you feel an unprecedented pleasure, simply unable to stop, unable to control yourself?”


  “Of course there is.”


  Ice Storm nodded and said matter-of-factly, “This is because you have heard the call of the ancestral spirit and resonated with the previous owners of the totem battle armor. Your battle intent is constantly boiling, and you are about to unleash combat power that is beyond your limits. This is a good thing. What ‘problems’ do you need to solve?”


  Meng Chao scratched his head and said, “Alright, let’s put it another way. Releasing a large amount of adrenaline and happiness hormones during a battle is certainly not a bad thing. However, after the battle is over, don’t you feel that everything other than the battle has become dull and boring, and you have no interest at all? You just can’t wait to throw yourself into the next battle?”


  Ice Storm shrugged.

  “Most of the things in this world are boring to begin with, and even meaningless.”


  She said seriously, “The mission and meaning of being a strong warrior is to fight, to fight, to constantly fight, to make myself and the totem armor stronger and stronger. So, I still don’t understand, what exactly is the ‘problem’ you’re talking about?”


  Meng Chao felt that there was still a difference between him and the snow leopard warrior in terms of outlook on life, world view, and values.

  Taking a few deep breaths, Meng Chao reorganized his words, he said patiently, “What I mean is, have you and the other advanced orcs ever thought that other than purely fighting, there are many interesting questions in the world that are worth our consideration?”


  “No, the advanced orcs rarely think. At least, we won’t be like those idiots in the land of Holy Light, sitting on the ground and looking up at the sky. Our brains have been hijacked by the so-called Holy Light, but we still think that we are ‘thinking.'”


  Ice Storm looked at Meng Chao up and down and frowned, “You are not necessarily a worshipper of the holy light who believes that it is more ‘meaningful’ and ‘fun’ to kneel down and beg for mercy from the so-called gods, listen to their holy teachings, and act as their marionettes, right?”


  “Of course not!”


  Meng Chao gestured, “I mean, don’t you think that the world around us is very strange and that there are many mysteries that are worth us solving? And once we are stimulated by the totem armor and become overly addicted to fighting, we will lose the time, energy, curiosity, and logical thinking ability to think about these… secrets that are of utmost importance to the entire race, the entire civilization, and the entire Orchid Lake?”


  “A very strange secret?”


  Ice Storm frowned. “What is that?”


  “For example, advanced orcs don’t produce anything. They fight and kill all day long. In the prosperous era, they relied on the mandala trees that grew out of the ground to survive without much care. In the glorious era, they launched wars to eliminate the excessive population. This is not what a normal civilization should look like!”


  Meng Chao felt that he should touch the soul of the ice storm. “For example, do you feel that the advanced orcs themselves don’t make a lot of sense?

  “Of course, when the characteristics of the human race and the orcs are combined, they can give you the agility of a cheetah, the strength of a wild boar, the strength of an elephant, and the savagery of a lion or tiger. But these advantages are at best the advantages of the era of cold weapons. In the era of hot weapons, in the face of the ultra-vision weapons that are more than a thousand miles away, what’s the use of having three heads, six arms, and a height of eight feet?

  “No, due to the natural defects of the characteristics of wild beasts and such a weird social form, it is destined that the high-level orcs will have a hard time developing into the era of firearms!

  “In your city, even in this bloody skull arena, there are a lot of advanced facilities and technologies that have surpassed the era of the clan, and these technologies are beyond your ability to repair, restore, or even inherit and innovate.

  “Haven’t you ever thought about how the high-level orcs got to where they are today and became like this? According to this path of fighting and killing, if you continue on this path, what will Picturesque Orchid Lake become in tens of thousands of years?”


  The ice storm stared at Meng Chao deeply.

  It was as if Meng Chao’s words had really stirred up ripples on the cerebral cortex.

  “Of course I’ve thought about these questions,” she calmly said.

  “Really?”


  Meng Chao was overjoyed. “What’s your conclusion? It doesn’t matter if you don’t have a conclusion. No matter what absurd ideas you have, we can all exchange them together!”


  “The conclusion is that these are all the arrangements of the ancestral spirit!”


  Ice storm said, “It was the ancestral spirit that changed Picturesque Orchid Lake into what he is today. It was also the ancestral spirit that molded the high-level orcs into such a strong, wild, and bold form.

  “Since everything around us is so suitable for battle, it can be seen that the ancestor spirit’s goal is to get rid of all distracting thoughts. As long as we focus on the battle, we can obtain the ultimate strength from the ultimate battle and find the reason and meaning of everything!”


  Meng Chao was a little mad.

  “Don’t you think that compared to the ancestor spirit, the advanced orcs today are really too weak? You guys are simply degenerating at lightning speed?” he finally could not take it anymore and asked.

  Ice Storm was still indifferent.

  “Of course the ancestral spirit is a hundred times stronger than the advanced orcs today. That’s why they are the ancestral spirits!”


  She still didn’t understand what this mysterious, uncertain, black-haired, black-eyed guy was struggling with.

  “Forget it.”


  Meng Chao gave up. He gently rubbed the bridge of his nose and said, “After we escape from Black-corner City and arrive at a safe place, we’ll find a chance to have a good chat!”


  “That’s right. The most important thing now is to get out of Black-corner City. Don’t think that it’s a sure thing.”


  Ice Storm said, “I think Casanova is already planning to make a move on me—he’s been smiling at me for the past two days. Today, he even specially ordered people to allocate a batch of war resources to my newly formed 300-man battle team.”


  Meng Chao was dazed for a moment.

  “You don’t understand Casanova. He is a guy who insists on holding all his cards in his hand and will not allow any accidents to happen.”


  “He has been trying to coax me into accepting his blood for the past two years,” Ice Storm said. “He forced me to accept his blood, and I was completely tamed by him. Every time I rejected him, his face would turn ugly.

  “However, these past few days, when the Blood Skull Arena was about to be transformed into a Blood Skull battle group, he acted out of the ordinary and pretended to be magnanimous.

  “It’s obvious that he doesn’t really intend to let me go.

  “Instead, he has thought of a way to deal with me. He’s just trying to stabilize me for now.

  “You must know that Casanova has gained a lot in the Game of the Brave. The gladiators he sent out have defeated a lot of local powerhouses, and the local powerhouses from the declining clans who don’t have a deep background are happy to join the Blood Skull Legion and join the Blood Hoof Clan.

  “Therefore, Casanova’s strength was expanding every moment.

  “Perhaps he thought that he would be able to force me to surrender with his absolute strength in a few days?

  “However, he never expected that we still have your ‘Ghost Card’ on our side. Whether or not we can escape Black-corner City will depend on how useful your ‘Ghost Card’ is.”


  “About that…”


  Meng Chao said, “I have a vague feeling that the number of players, trump cards, and ghosts in this game is far more than we imagined.”


  After discussing with ice storm about their plan for the next day, they discussed whether or not they should cooperate and cover each other, as well as a series of secret signals, secret texts, meeting places, early-warning methods, and other details.

  Meng Chao left the ace training ground and went to the large training ground where the rat militia gathered to look for Leaf.

  Even though Ice Storm’s words were not without reason.

  For a talented rat youth like Leaf, staying in Black-corner City was perhaps the best arrangement. He had already made a name for himself in a few consecutive battles. Even if Meng Chao and Ice Storm escaped Black-corner City, he would definitely be noticed by an expert with discerning eyes. He would be carefully groomed, join a certain clan, cultivate resources, and even totem battle armor. It was something to look forward to.

  However, Meng Chao felt that it was necessary to ask this youth who had helped him a great deal for his true feelings.

  After all, even the deepest darkness in the depths of the dungeon had not been able to quell the hatred in this slender youth’s heart, the hatred of his loved ones being killed, and the anger of his home being destroyed.

  If Leaf was determined to embark on an extremely difficult journey and tried to strangle fate, Meng Chao would not mind at all.

  He did not mind giving him a helping hand.

  Meng Chao did not expect Leaf’s first words to stun him after he found the youth.

  “Reaper!”


  Leaf’s face was beaming with joy. He was practically dancing. “Have you heard of the Rat God?”