Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

After passing through a long white passage, Meng Chao saw Ice Storm.

This female snow leopard warrior who could control the power of ice was even whiter than Meng Chao had imagined.

One needed to know that even a real snow leopard’s fur was not pure white. Instead, its fur was interlaced with black and white with yellowish-brown stripes.

She looked like a sculpture made of ice and snow. She was crystal clear and spotless.

It also looked like she had albinism. Even her pupils were almost transparent.

Apart from her short and sharp ears, the hair on key parts of her body, and her constantly dangling tail, the beastly color on her body was very faint.

If she used her armor to hide part of her beastly features, it would not be a big problem to say that she was a tall and strong female human warrior.

However, her comparatively petite figure among the Turan people did not mean that she was not dangerous.

In fact, the moment Meng Chao stepped into the room, he had sensed an aura similar to that of a Heaven Realm expert. He knew that the ordinary-looking female snow leopard warrior had the ability to turn the entire room into a deadly ice cave in the blink of an eye.

Although his great battle with “Lu Siya” had seriously wounded him and troubled him with the exhaustion of his spirit energy…

It had unintentionally stimulated his senses and made them sharper.

It was like a blind person having particularly sharp hearing.

Perhaps, he had been infected by “Lu Siya” and gained part of a Spirit Sensor’s ability.

Right now, Meng Chao could scan the danger level of his surrounding environment and the general details of his opponent without even lifting his eyelids.

While he was secretly scanning Ice Storm…

Ice Storm narrowed her eyes and seriously scrutinized this guy, whom Leaf had bragged about being amazing.

Meng Chao’s appearance greatly exceeded the ace gladiator’s expectations.

Ice Storm had originally thought that, even if this “Reaper” was not a three-headed six-armed existence, he should at least have part of the glorious blood flowing in his body. Since he had been able to impart Leaf with so many well-established breathing techniques, force execution techniques, and saber techniques, he should be a former clan warrior who had been exiled. He would have very strong beast-like characteristics and even be a loser in a power struggle.

If not that, his parents and ancestors were probably exiled former clan warriors.

That was why he could master these incredible techniques.

However, Meng Chao’s beastly characteristics were close to zero.

They were even thinner than Ice Storm’s.

The snow leopard female warrior almost doubted whether Meng Chao came from the human race in the land of eternal light.

Of course, this was impossible.

The greatest feature of the human race was the blond hair and blue eyes that claimed to have received the blessing of the Holy Light.

The hair and eyes of the guy in front of her were as deep as the night sky.

Just This alone was enough for the people in the land of eternal light to treat him as a demon that had crawled out of the Abyss and burn him to death on the stake.

And his wounds…

It also reminded people of the Marquis of the ancient tomb who lived in the depths of the vast desert.

And the Immortal Lich who was hiding in the Far North Abyss.

Ice Storm didn’t know if she could still persist like this man if he was seriously injured.

No wonder he was the legendary ‘Super Fierce Man’!

Ice Storm’s eyes couldn’t help but reveal a trace of admiration.

However, he also doubted whether this wounded and weak guy could help him.

Facing the cautious gaze of the Ace Gladiator, Meng Chao was calm and composed, neither servile nor overbearing.

He knew that although there was a clear hierarchy in the Turan civilization, the rat people with dirty blood were at the bottom of the hierarchy.

However, the warriors of Turan who respected courage also could not stand to see the rat people shivering and groveling.

As long as they could display sufficiently powerful abilities.

Even the rat subjects would be able to seize a place in the Turan army.

This was even more so in the glorious era.

“You are the Reaper?”

Ice Storm finally retracted her gaze and said indifferently, “Tell me, where did you come from? What identity did you have? How did you end up in the deepest part of the Dungeon?”

Meng Chao shook his head.

He answered in a very weak voice, “I don’t know. My memory started from the sewage in the deepest part of the dungeon. I forgot a lot of things, including my clan and name.”

He didn’t pretend to be weak on purpose.

Instead, he used a vague voice to cover up his somewhat stiff Turan language.

Ice storm obviously didn’t believe that he had completely lost his memory.

But he did not dwell on this point.

Instead, he continued to ask, “You don’t remember your name and identity, but you do remember quite a number of… exquisite breathing and force exertion methods?”

“Yes.”

Meng Chao answered frankly, “Some fragmented images appeared in my mind. I could only see myself training and fighting crazily in these images. Just like harvesting ripe mandrake fruits, I harvested the enemy’s head. That’s why I named myself, ‘Reaper.'”

At this point, he lowered his head to look at the crisscrossed wounds on his body with different depths. He laughed self-deprecatingly.

“However, I’m afraid that I’ll never be able to use these amazing skills with my own hands again.”

Meng Chao smiled bitterly. “I can only teach these skills to others in exchange for what I want.”

Ice Storm understood what Meng Chao meant.

“What do you want?” she asked straightforwardly.

“Food, medicine, and the protection of a powerhouse like Lady Ice Storm.”

Meng Chao said, “Of course, like all the Turan people, I’m not afraid of death. But dying on the battlefield and dying in the dungeon are still different. I hope to use enough food and medicine to barely heal my injuries so that I can at least have the ability to lean on my spear, limp onto the battlefield, and die under the blade of a powerful enemy.”

This was a very reasonable request.

It was also a very “Turan” request.

There was no reason for Ice Storm to reject it.

She only wanted to know, “Your request isn’t high, but how can I tell if you really have the ability to turn stone into gold, or if Leaf was originally a powerful expert with extraordinary talent and was just lucky enough to bump into You?”

“Leaf is indeed gifted. He is an existence as rare as the feathers of an undead bird and the horn of a ferocious dragon among the rat people.”

Meng Chao admitted frankly and then changed the topic, “But my skills, even if they can’t turn stone into gold, can at least increase the combat ability of the ordinary rat people’s servant soldiers by thirty to fifty percent in a short period of time. Although they can’t be reborn like Leaf, they are more than enough to defeat Lady Ice Storm’s enemy.

“I admire your confidence, and I hope that you know the difference between ‘confidence’ and ‘arrogance.’ The weak rat soldiers might survive, but the arrogant rat soldiers will definitely die.”

Ice Storm coldly said, “Prove it to me.”

“I need charcoal strips and paper,” Meng Chao said unhurriedly.

The Tomadura Tree was blessed with very flexible fibers.

The leaves and bark could be mashed, ground, compressed, and dried at will, making paper that could barely be used.

In addition, the charcoal strips were simply processed after the branches were charred.

Paper and pen were not very rare items.

Meng Chao used four large pieces of bark paper and two charcoal strips that were as long as an arm to draw the first form of the hundred-battle saber technique in detail, “Facing the wind with great force.”.

In terms of extraordinary strength, the Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization each had their own unique strengths.

On one side, they had spiritual martial arts, while on the other side, they had the power of totems.

However, in terms of the training and combat arts of ordinary people, the Dragon City civilization was far ahead of its own close neighbors.

This was not only because the dragon city civilization had grasped the science and technology that was ahead of the times. They had extremely profound knowledge in anatomy, cytology, genetics, ergonomics, life sciences… and other fields, they could disassemble the seemingly simple and crude chopping and slash into the most basic speed, angle, accuracy, and strength. Through the feedback of big data from the battlefield, they could repeatedly calculate and repeatedly iterate, finally deducing the most perfect move.

It was also because the two sides’ fighting philosophy was very different.

For the Turan civilization, the advanced orcs, who were born with bestial characteristics, were usually tall and strong, with rough skin and thick flesh, and endless strength.

A casual punch could knock down a wall.

A simple ax could cut a mandrake tree that was as thick as three to five people in half.

Under such circumstances, what was the need to study exquisite moves?

Of course, the military nobles from the five great clans, who had the blood of glory flowing through them, all mastered all kinds of powerful totem battle techniques that could be combined with totem armor.

However, the rat subjects were only cannon fodder.

As long as they were strong enough, looked fierce enough, or had a broad body, they would be able to withstand more sabers, spears, and arrows from the enemy before they died. They would be excellent cannon fodder and would be qualified to be given a drop of their master’s blood after they died in battle.

No warrior of any clan would be so bored that they would specially develop a set of “Cannon fodder martial arts” for the rat servants.

If they died, so be it. In any case, no matter how fierce the fire was, it was impossible to burn all the weeds in Picturesque Orchid Lake. As long as the spring breeze blew and the mandrake tree began to bear fruit again, there would be new rat civilians, like cockroaches and rats, they would continuously emerge from the corners.

However, the Dragon City civilization was different.

As a lone army in a foreign land with only tens of millions of people, every death was a loss.

No matter how great the gap between extraordinary humans and ordinary citizens was, no matter how many differences there were, human resources were extremely precious.

Especially in an era where the monstrous beast tide had swallowed up more than half of Dragon City, and the remnants of human soldiers could only curl up in the depths of the ruined walls, fighting to the death.

Regardless of whether it was the strongest or the big-headed soldiers, only an old granny who had squeezed out every drop of strength from everyone, even to the point of losing all her teeth, could instantly erupt with astonishing combat strength and perish together with the ferocious beasts.

Only then would it be possible for the flower of civilization that had already been annihilated on Earth to continue to bloom in this extremely dangerous foreign land.

As a result, over the past half a century, the dragon city civilization had developed many martial techniques that would allow the elderly, the weak, women, and children to fight to the end.

They also possessed a very complete set of methods to help the weak become stronger step by step.

In the field of basic martial techniques, the Dragon City civilization was far ahead of all the other world civilizations, including the Turan civilization.

The two sides were not on the same dimension at all.