Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Chapter 1012: Ice Storm’s Shock

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

Of course, whether it was hugging the future king of Turan, “Jackal” Kanus’ thigh, or pretending to hug his thigh then looking for an opportunity to kill him…

The prerequisite was to find him first.

Meng Chao had pushed back the timeline based on the memory fragments from his previous life. The current “Jackal” Kanus should still be the Wolf Clan’s leader in the Gold Clan’s main city, Red-gold City. He was supposedly waiting for the lion and tigerman powerhouses to be dispatched.

Hence, Meng Chao was in a hurry to head to Red-gold City.

However, thinking about it carefully, since “Jackal” Kanus was about to lead the Wolf Clan army and embark on a journey to suppress the Great Horn Rebellion…

Should he first contact the believers of the Big-horned Rat God, or even blend in with the Great Horn rebel army and wait for “Jackal” Kanus to come knocking on his door? It seemed to be a feasible option?

By the way, when analyzing the situation at Picturesque Orchid Lake and looking for potential partners in the Turan civilization, Meng Chao also placed his sights on the rat rebel army.

While Meng Chao was very sympathetic to the suffering of the rat people, including Leaf, who had been oppressed and ravaged for thousands of years…

He also agreed that the intolerable rat people had the natural right to rise up.

They were even willing to help other rat people like Leaf to kill the clan masters, who were riding on their necks to bully them.

However, the fighting strength of the rat people’s rebel army was truly too weak.

In ancient Earth’s history of war, such desperate situations were often encouraged by fanatical superstition. There was a lack of professional skills, as well as equipment, and there was no unified program and strict organization. Those who only wanted to rise up for a moment of pleasure would usually find it impossible to escape the fate of being destroyed.

The best outcome would also be to marry off their children.

The rebel army might destroy an old dynasty, but they did not have the ability to create a new world.

The final fruits of victory were often usurped by powerful officials, warlords, and ambitious people like “Jackal” Kanus.

The influence of individual combat strength on the entire civilization was far greater than that of the Other World on Earth.

Compared with the clan warriors, the combat strength of the rat militia was really weak.

Even if the number of the rebel rat militia was dozens of times more than the clan warriors, and they had the courage to march forward and face death with ease…

Before killing techniques and totem armor that had been passed down for tens of millions of years, the result of a moth flying into the fire would just be a moth flying into the fire.

Anyway, Meng Chao remembered that the Great Horn Rebellion in his previous life would be completely quelled by “Jackal” Kanus within one or two years.

The Big-horned Rat God could not possibly become the Picturesque Orchid Lake’s savior.

Naturally, that would not be able to help Meng Chao turn Dragon City’s fate around.

“In short, let’s find an opportunity to interact with the Big-horned Rat God’s followers and members of the rat people’s rebel army first. Let’s see if they have anything else that is worth cooperating over with other than fanatical faith and daydreams of becoming the sixth clan.”

Meng Chao made up his mind and returned to the Blood Skull Arena.

At that moment, the Blood Skull Arena was like a chaotic military camp with many clan warriors.

They had all been defeated by the gladiators from the Blood Skull Arena who belonged directly to Casanova Bloodhoof in the Game of the Brave. According to their promises and traditions, they joined the newly formed Blood Skull Battle Group, which consisted of those who swore allegiance to Casanova Bloodhoof.

However, after experiencing thrilling battles on the street, those who returned to the Blood Skull Arena to rest still seemed to be immersed in the extreme pleasure caused by excessive secretion of dopamine and endorphins.

They were either drinking and gambling in groups of three or five, or they had just swallowed a large amount of mandrake fruits and the flesh of totem beasts. So, the latter were probably meditating to regulate their breathing.

No one paid attention to Meng Chao, who had snuck in close to the wall.

As for the rat soldiers, besides Meng Chao, no one dared to seek death in the chaotic Game of the Brave.

They had all gathered in the Blood Skull Arena and were undergoing high-intensity training on their own, waiting for the final reorganization of the Blood Skull Legion.

When Meng Chao arrived at Ice Storm’s ace training field, the snow leopard warrior had already returned before him.

The Mithril Reaper had become sharper and sharper. The swirl-like patterns on its surface had become more detailed and gorgeous. Even its killing intent had become colder and more suffocating… Judging from the many changes, Ice Storm must have made a lot of gains in the Game of the Brave.

However, when their eyes met, ice storm was the one with an even more curious glow.

The snow leopard warrior gently waved her claws.

The door to the ace training ground automatically closed behind Meng Chao, latching shut.

A thick layer of ice quickly grew out.

It was like a completely sealed ice cave.

“How many totem armor fragments did you get?” Ice Storm asked impatiently.

Meng Chao pondered for a moment.

Since both sides still wanted to cooperate, he couldn’t not tell his temporary ally a single card.

For advanced orcs who worshiped the strong, it was also very necessary to show a certain level of strength.

Besides, it was just a few low-level totem armor fragments, there was no need to hide it.

Regarding the secrets of T]totem armor, he still had many things he needed to ask ice storm for advice.

Thinking of this, Meng Chao folded his right index and middle fingers and gently pressed them against his glabella. Using a special brainwave, he activated the high-frequency oscillation of the life magnetic field and awakened the totem armor that was dormant in his body.

“Swoosh!”

A large amount of liquid metal-like substances were rapidly secreted from 36,000 pores. At a speed visible to the naked eye, they covered every inch of skin, including his fingers and toes, and solidified into a metallic luster, it was a gorgeous armor that had biological activity.

After fusing with a large number of fragments, the current totem armor completely lost the huge, heavy, and overbearing style that the blood hoof family had when they had just snatched it from Big Buck.

There was almost no sharp and abrupt parts on the dumb black armor. There were extremely smooth arcs everywhere, just like pieces of solidified black waves.

The ox-head relief sculpture on the breastplate was also highly abstracted to only a pair of scarlet eyes and two sharp horns.

If one had to say, there was something else that made people shudder on this totem armor, and that was the four curved sharp blades that extended out from the elbows and knees.

The four scimitars, which were as thin as cicada wings, were originally tightly stuck in the grooves where the armor was connected.

However, as long as Meng Chao bent his elbows and knees and exerted a little force, they would be able to bounce out like the Fangs of an archaic vicious beast. With lightning-fast speed, they would be able to cut into the tiniest gaps between the hardest bones of the enemy.

No, there were actually more than four sharp blades.

On the inner side of his palms, the tips of his toes, and the heels of his feet, there were actually six shorter and sharper thin blades embedded in them.

However, Meng Chao, who had always kept a low profile, felt that there was no need to show them off.

However, even such a low-profile totem armor gave the snow leopard warrior a big fright.

“You-You actually fused all the fragments of the armor on the spot and directly fused them into a full-body armor?”

Ice Storm was dumbstruck.

Of course, she knew what Meng Chao was there for.

Nevertheless, she still thought that even if Meng Chao could successfully make a move and steal a few battle armor fragments.

He would have to return to the blood skull arena obediently and slowly fuse them under her supervision.

An outsider who had first come into contact with the totem battle armor could devour so many battle armor fragments in one go and directly condense them into… Such a uniform and distinct full-body armor.

Moreover, he still retained a clear mind and a stable soul. His mind had not been taken away by the totem armor.

This meant that his willpower was far stronger than the ferocious souls contained in these pieces of the armor combined.

In any case, whether it was in the Gold Clan or the Blood Hoof Clan, Ice Storm had never seen such an incredible guy.

“You, what kind of monster are you!”

Ice Storm could not help but exclaim, “Don’t you feel that every time you fuse with a totem armor fragment, there will be a large number of slaughtering scenes and messy information flooding into your brain, almost bursting your brain?”

Meng Chao shrugged.

He could roughly guess why advanced orcs could not devour too many armor fragments at once.

Because the brain of the advanced orcs was too small.

Perhaps their brain capacity was almost the same as that of the Earthlings.

According to their enormous size and magnification, they were even more than the Earthlings.

But things like intelligence, willpower, and spiritual resistance were never simple and crude. It could be measured by the size of their brain capacity.

The once glorious Turan civilization had been in decline for a long time.

The advanced orcs now grew up in a relatively simple or even isolated environment.

Even the so-called military nobles were the same.

There was no internet, no games, no television, movies, radio, and even a pitiful number of books.

Even the orc priests, who were known to be as intelligent as the sea and could communicate with their ancestors, Meng Chao doubted how many brain cells they had used?

From this perspective, the advanced orcs were like “pure and flawless” pieces of white paper.

It was difficult for them to withstand the surging waves of information.

It was like a primitive man who had eaten raw meat and blood. He had suddenly transmigrated to a modern city where the lights were red and the wine was green. He had witnessed the bustling and bizarre information society, he had even poured the torrent of information from hundreds of television movies and even the Internet into his brain.

Even if his brain was not fundamentally different from the brains of modern people.

There was a high chance that he could not bear it and would completely collapse or get lost.

In short, for the “pure and flawless” advanced orcs, the totem armor was too stimulating. It was enough to stimulate their brains to the point that they would directly crash.

But the people of Earth were different.

The people of Earth who grew up in the information age, not to mention the superhuman individuals who cultivated the secret techniques of the mind, even the ordinary citizens were playing with their phones at the age of three and computers at the age of five. Before they reached puberty, they were already influenced by the flood and fierce beasts on the Internet, they were nurtured into the existence of an old driver.

The torrent of information that the totem armor instilled, as well as the extremely cool sound and photoelectricity effects during battle, were of course very stimulating.

However, for the old drivers of Earth who were used to watching immersive movies, playing virtual reality video games, and surfing the Internet day and night, it was nothing much.