My ten thousand ways to die in the end

Chapter 95 The Cooperation Begins, Ratman Soldiers
On the other side, the evil god stele that had already reached a cooperation was transported to a separate floor downstairs.

Some logistics personnel hurriedly cleared the floor and used it as a Ratman Cultivation Park.

"Bring up the corpses."

As soon as it was finished, Dong Dahai hurriedly greeted him.

One bloody corpse after another was brought up on the shoulders of the survivors who had been assigned work.

Blood directly stained the entire road red.

These corpses are usually mutilated and hideous.

Most of them are zombies.

Xu Fei, who had been standing next to Dong Dahai, frowned slightly.

This situation looks a little bad.

The evil god inside the stone tablet is clearly himself, so he is very clear about the requirements for the birth of the rat people.

If it's just these, I'm afraid it's not enough.

The conversion rate is too low!

The flesh and blood energy in the zombies has been absorbed by the doomsday virus for a round.

The rest is just a little leftover soup.

Unless it is a mutated zombie, the energy in the flesh and blood can be re-activated to reach a higher level.

This is also the reason why the God of Rat Plague and Disease had no interest in those ordinary zombies, but was quite greedy for the sickle hand.

As one corpse after another was carried over, the staff were all out of breath.

The shortcoming of Doom's understaffing was quickly apparent.

Even such a simple task consumes a lot of time.

After waiting for a long time, it finally filled almost the entire room.

Visually, there are at least several hundred corpses.

The strong smell of blood and rancidity reverberated throughout the floor, making people feel nauseous after taking a breath.

Even Xu Fei, who was standing by the window, felt a little uncomfortable.

Those survivors who were so busy and out of breath even lay on the ground coughing continuously, and even vomited out the acid water in their stomachs.

He hastened to say:
"Let's go out and take a rest for a while, these should be enough for the first round."

The survivors gave Xu Fei a grateful look as if they had been released, and ran away along the stairs.

Dong Dahai was staring at these corpses in a daze.

I don't even know what to think.

Until Xu Fei came over and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

"Hey, old Dong, what are you thinking?"

Only then did Dong Dahai come back to his senses, there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

He sighed to himself.

"These were all our compatriots in the past, but now even leaving a whole body and erecting a small grave is an extravagant hope.

I feel a little guilty.

I am sorry for the heavy responsibility that the country once entrusted to me. "

Xu Fei never expected that Dong Dahai would have such a feeling.

Hearing what he said, I felt a little emotional.

If the family members of these people were still alive, there would not even be a place to worship.

"Then just erect a monument."

Dong Dahai nodded.

"That's all it takes."

Quickly controlling his emotions, he turned his gaze to the quaint stone tablet that was always shining with a faint green halo.

"Cthulhu, we have brought what you want, and I will leave the rest to you."

On the simple stone tablet, the light gradually became dazzling.

A somewhat gloomy and old voice came out:
"What kind of rags are these? How many elite Ratman soldiers can be made with these rubbish?"

Dong Dahai looked a little dissatisfied.

With so many dead bodies, how could it not be enough.

He snorted coldly:
"Make as many as you can, don't just think about getting kickbacks.

I am also a master at playing with mice. If you are not sincere, don't even think about cooperating next time. "

In fact, he knew it in his heart.

Giving these corpses to the evil god to cultivate ratman soldiers will more or less help the evil god recover his strength.

He said this on purpose, just for the other party to restrain himself when taking kickbacks.

But don't make much progress at that time, but fatten the evil god instead.

But unfortunately, what he didn't know was.

Xu Fei beside him and the evil god in front of him were clearly the same individual!
Inside the stele, the voice of the evil god sounded again:
"Don't worry, I still don't like these rubbish."

After speaking, the corpses piled up on the ground slowly melted, like burnt candles.

The light red viscous liquid kept tumbling.

This made the stench and bloody smell even stronger.

Xu Fei felt disgusted and couldn't help complaining to his ghost:
"Can you be more elegant? Don't be so disgusting."

"Aren't I here to perfectly fit into the character design? Do you know what acting is?"

Arguing with yourself is like fighting with your left hand with your right hand.

Quite boring.

The viscous red pus is constantly compressing and splitting.

It was quickly divided into ten parts.

At this time, they were like ten slimes crawling on the ground.

It wasn't until the end that these formless red slimes gradually grew arms, legs, and tails.

It formed ten big rats lying on the ground, naked, covered with long gray hair.

Except for longer and more symmetrical limbs, it is not much different from those gray sewer rats.

After doing this, the evil god inside the stele seemed to feel a little tired.

"Okay, these are the first batch of Ratmen soldiers, take them out to play."

These mice now have a blank slate in their brains.

Just waiting to be awakened by one person at last, and endowed with wisdom.

Xu Fei nodded, and with a wave of his hand, he flung out ten spider threads, which stuck tightly to the ten little guys.

turned around and said:
"Let's go, let's go outside to try the effect first."

After saying that, he turned around and left, and the ten little guys were dragged directly on the ground like sacks.

Fortunately, they have rough skin and thick flesh, so they will not be injured.

Others are laymen in manipulating mice, and Dong Dahai can only follow along to watch the fun.

The ten big rats are 1.2 meters tall and muscular.

As soon as it appeared, it attracted the attention of countless survivors outside the building.

"What is that? A new mutant monster?"

"It looks so strong, but it seems a little cute."

Letting go of the spider's thread, Xu Fei stepped forward and tapped each Ratman warrior's forehead one by one.

At the same time as the point, the authority of the rat plague in his body also played a role.

Imbues them with intelligence in an instant.

As soon as it was finished, the ten little guys immediately stood up with a carp.

He also performed a set of military gymnastics on the spot, with well-coordinated limbs, standard movements, and the whistling sound of fists waving.

Good guy, really powerful.

Dong Dahai stared straight.

Judging from the ability just shown, it is stronger than human fighters who have already undergone elite training.

Unless it is an awakening ability, no one is their opponent.

He laughed out loud on the spot:
"Okay, okay, with these elite soldiers, our safety will be a little more guaranteed now."

Hurry up and say to the survivors next to you:
"Everyone helps to move the corpses. The more elite Ratman soldiers, the better."

After seeing the results, everyone was more motivated and ran faster than before.

This made Dong Dahai very pleased.

But then, he had some regrets:
"The conversion rate is too low, even if all the corpses are removed, there will be no more than thirty or forty ratman soldiers at most.

Not enough. "

This was a fact, and Xu Fei was also worried about it.

The reason why he used his soul to pretend to be an evil god and reached a cooperation with the command center.

It is to use the collective power of the command center to develop the rat army for his own master.

Thirty or forty, it's really thankless.

"It would be great if there were mutated zombies."

He had just sighed, when suddenly a familiar voice came from behind:
"I don't know about mutated zombies, but I do know one mutated monster, and it's very big, as big as a small villa. It probably can meet the needs."

Dong Dahai and Xu Fei looked back.

A woman flapping her white wings slowly floated down from the sky, her body still smelled faintly of alcohol.

His face was red, and his eyes were hard to open.

It was Xie Xiaoyu who loves to drink again.

Dong Dahai was a little dissatisfied:
"Xiao Yu, why are you always like this? Didn't you say that you can't drink during the mission!"

"I know, haven't I finished my execution?"

After Xie Xiaoyu landed, she smiled slightly, then took out a small backpack from behind and threw it to Xu Fei.

Xu Fei took it with a puzzled face, only to find that the backpack was still dripping with water.

"what is this?"

(End of this chapter)