Chapter 136 Rat Rat
Chapter 136 Rat Rat
"By the way..."
"Are you counting as one person... or two people?"
A mouse looked at the tall figure in front of it and couldn't help but ask a thought-provoking question.
"one!"
"one!"
Two voices spoke in unison, leaving the mouse in front of him speechless. He looked at the figure in front of him with a helpless and shocked expression, his face full of doubt.
Is this one?
It's no wonder the mouse reacted this way; the creature in front of it simply looked far too inhuman.
He was tall, almost the height of two or three ordinary ratmen, and his strong muscles made him look fierce.
As for his appearance and attire, he held a short knife in his hand, wore leather armor around his waist, and was mostly naked. He had almost no hair, except for a few sparse hairs on the top of his head.
Speaking of his head, it must be the most peculiar part of his body, because unlike other rat people, he actually has two heads, which means he is a two-headed rat.
Both heads were able to speak normally, and judging from their lively eyes, they each had their own thoughts.
As for why I said I was alone... well... maybe they all thought I was the rat-man!
"There are clearly two of you!"
As soon as the mouse revealed the truth, the two heads of the two-headed mouse froze for a moment. They looked at each other, and the confusion in their eyes instantly turned into anger.
"I am the master! You are nothing but my vassal!"
"I am the master! You are my vassal!"
"I'm!"
"I'm!"
"I'm!"
"I'm!"
The two argued for a long time but failed to reclaim the title of master. However, after a long argument, the two rat heads finally came to a consensus.
That means they both have their own thoughts and are independent personalities. Neither of them is the master of the other. They are not one person, but two people.
Seeing that the two had stopped arguing, Mouse's eyes darted mischievously around, as if he had thought of something, and he immediately spoke again:
"Since there are two of you, you must be related by blood, right?"
"In that case, who is the older brother and who is the younger brother?"
The mouse's mischief led the two mouse heads to quickly set a trap. Upon hearing this, both heads glanced at each other and then said without hesitation:
“I’m your brother!”
“I’m your brother!”
"I'm the older brother!"
"I'm the older brother!"
"You're the younger brother!"
"You're the younger brother!"
The two rat heads started arguing again. Seeing this, the rat revealed a mischievous smile, seemingly quite pleased to see the two brothers bickering endlessly.
Hey~
"How foolish, how foolish."
"Since we share the same body, why distinguish between you and me?"
"It seems that even with an extra head, it still can't match my intelligence."
Just as the argument was raging below, a sigh suddenly came from above. The voice was experienced and deep, and the sound came from the second floor of the Mouse Station, or more precisely, from the roof of the second floor.
The mouse looked up and saw a mouse-man sitting cross-legged on it.
This ratman's attire differed somewhat from the others. He was also a hairless rat, but unlike the two-headed rat, he wore a raincoat made of withered branches and held a brass staff in his hand.
The rat knew him; not only was his attire different from the other rat people, but his personality was also completely opposite to theirs. The rat people were mischievous, lively, and active by nature, and they were always either playing pranks on their companions or... playing pranks on their companions.
This rat was different from the others. He always exuded a sense of composure and maturity. Whether it was an act or not, he didn't like to waste time on meaningless pranks on his companions. Instead, he preferred to sit alone and listen to him say that he was... comprehending the Great Dao.
He was always mysterious and preferred to be alone. His favorite thing to do was to climb to a high place and meditate. He said that the more he did this, the better he could sense the universe.
Although he was always eccentric, his fortune-telling was extremely accurate. Whenever he cast a divination, he was right nine times out of ten. People often called him the "Rat Half-Immortal."
The mouse shook his head and looked back. He noticed that the two-headed mouse had stopped arguing, so he kindly brought up a highly controversial topic, which made the two mouse heads argue again. This made him grin.
Just then, another commotion came from the side. The mouse looked over and saw several mouse-people arguing around a figure.
The figure was slightly taller than the ordinary ratmen, dressed in a red robe, with glossy black fur. His eyes were cold, and a short scythe hung at his waist. Just standing there, he exuded a murderous aura.
What are the Imperial Guards doing again?
The mouse moved closer, putting its ear close to hear what they were arguing about, and soon, its ears also reached the mouse's ears.
Why won't we play!
"Didn't I tell you? There's a rule! You can only play once a day!"
"But our hunting mission is already complete for today!"
"I said, you can only play once a day."
"What kind of logic is this? The King didn't say we couldn't play when he was here!"
"You know it's because the King is here that he spoils you. Before he left, he ordered us to supervise you. We're not as merciful as the King. You must follow the rules!"
"So you mean you're going to ask for special privileges? And when was this rule set?"
"The rules were set the day before yesterday, and the notices have already been posted in the restaurant. As for special privileges..."
"This is an authorization from His Majesty, a special permission from the Emperor. This is not an abuse of privilege, but simply the proper way!"
"Damn, you're so arrogant! I don't care, I'm going to play on the sand slide today!"
"I told you, you can only play once a day. If you insist on playing, then I'll have to ask you to go to the Rat Prison."
"Rat Prison? When was this built? What are you guys doing? How dare you exploit us rats like this! I'm going to complain to the Emperor!"
"Go ahead and sue me however you want, but you can't play until the King gives us accurate information."
"You! You!... Waaah! Aren't you bullying the honest mouse?! You're really bullying the mouse! Waaah!"
Hearing the pitiful cries and the rat-man rolling around on the ground, the rat-man awkwardly covered his eyes and turned his head to the side.
It's just a sand slide, there's no need for all this, although... it is indeed very fun.
The inn was filled with the sounds of arguing, sighing, and crying, creating a lively atmosphere. Just then, a piercing shout suddenly rang out.
"Something terrible has happened!"
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