Oh My God! Earthlings are Insane!

Thinking of this… Meng Chao replied, “No matter how sharp a saber is, if it’s kept in its sheath, it won’t be able to unleash the slightest power. Since I can’t use these killing techniques anymore, I might as well teach them to more Turan warriors so that they can seize higher glory.”

His words moved Ice Storm.

She clapped her hands and summoned two rat laborers to serve her. They brought Meng Chao plenty of fried mandrake fruits, condensed milk, and secret medicines that had been concocted by the witch doctor.

Although fried mandrake fruits contained high calories, they were, after all, ordinary food. The spirit energy per unit mass was not very rich.

For Meng Chao, a Heaven Realm expert who seemed to have a bottomless pit in his body, it did not matter how many fried mandrake fruits he ate. It would still be difficult to replenish all the combat strength that had been consumed during his fight with “Lu Siya.”

However, the milk, which had been carefully refined from totem beast milk and fat, contained spirit energy that was no less than the concentrated liquid of the best high-grade nutrition liquid in Dragon City.

As for the advanced orcs who were able to reign supreme in Picturesque Orchid Lake for thousands of years and contend with the Holy Light faction that had the protection of the gods until now, their witch doctors naturally did not only have the ability to play mere tricks.

Compared with the gene medicines in Dragon City, the secret medicine that the witch doctors in Turan concocted contained a lot of impurities. When swallowed, it was like a stream of magma flowing down the throat and reaching the chest and abdomen, causing the internal organs to burn fiercely.

However, after the medicinal efficacy seeped into the limbs and bones, the damaged cells could be repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye. It was also genuine.

It was like a burning knife brewed by a private workshop. It was strong enough, strong enough, fierce enough, and especially powerful!

Ordinary extraordinary people might not be able to withstand this secret medicine specially made for high-level orcs.

However, Meng Chao drank the super genetic medicine, Hell’s Blood, as a sugar-free drink.

His cell activity was far better than that of ordinary extraordinary individuals. He was not afraid of the side effects of the Turan secret medicine at all. He gulped down a bag full of emerald-green secret medicine in one gulp and let out an extremely satisfied moan.

Sensing that the power was spreading in his limbs and bones and that his spirit meridians that had been damaged and withered were like flood dragons that had woken up from hibernation, Meng Chao felt that the collaborator before him had made the right choice.

However, he did not transfer his spirit energy to the surface of his body to repair the superficial wounds all over his body.

For the time being, he did not want anyone to find out that he had the ability to heal himself quickly.

It was better to let all the high-level orcs think that he was seriously wounded and weak.

Ice Storm did not suspect that the Reaper before her was hiding his strength.

After all, judging from Meng Chao’s wounds on the surface, it was already a miracle that he could barely stand there.

The female snow leopard warrior was just curious. “Actually, with your ability, you could have gone to the big shots in the Blood Skull Arena long ago. For example, Casanova Bloodhoof.

“I believe that this adjudicator and the Blood Hoof Clan behind him can give you more food and secret medicines. They can also guarantee your safety in the territory of the entire Blood Hoof Clan.”

In other words, why did you, a rare commodity, not look for the real dominator of the Blood Skull Arena, but look for a puny gladiator like me instead?

Meng Chao Shrugged.

“A few days ago, I was dizzy and on my last breath. I couldn’t even speak, and my mind was in a mess. I hadn’t thought of so many things yet,”Meng Chao explained

“At that time, who would believe a guy who was curled up in the deepest part of the dungeon and had a weird appearance but couldn’t tell where he came from?

“What method do I have to climb out of the dungeon and meet this Lord Casanova whom you mentioned?”

“That’s why you trained Leaf and used him to arouse the interest of the powerhouses.”

Ice Storm was not stupid and instantly understood Meng Chao’s intentions. She narrowed her eyes and fixed her eyes on Meng Chao as she said, “Then, now that you have the chance to meet the influential figure in Black-corner City, do you need me to bring you to meet Lord Casanova? His father is the current chief of the Blood Hoof Clan, and he’s extremely likely to become the war chief and command the entire Turan army.

“As long as you give him these bark papers and tell him a few sets of combat techniques, you’ll definitely receive a reward that’s a hundred times more abundant than what I have here.”

Meng Chao hesitated for a moment.

But he still shook his head.

“What if Lord Casanova doesn’t believe me?”

He pretended not to notice that Ice Storm was testing him and spoke frankly with a face full of sincerity. “After all, through my observations during this period of time, I’ve discovered that my black-haired and black-eyed self doesn’t look quite the same as the vast majority of the rat people and the clan’s warriors. It’s definitely a different species.

“What if Lord Casanova suspects my origin and motive and insists that I tell him everything, but I really can’t remember anything?

“Or, what if Lord Casanova thinks that, instead of giving me food and secret medicines, he might as well lock me up in the creepy black prison and torture me with the cruelest methods so that he can squeeze out all the secrets in my head?

“Although I was not afraid of death like all the warriors of Turan, I was tortured and slowly torn into pieces by the cold, rusty machines instead of being killed by the experts on the battlefield. Such an ending was not what I wanted.

“Therefore, compared to Lord Casanova, I am more willing to follow Lady Ice Storm.”

This was what Meng Chao was thinking.

He had long learned the names of the important figures who controlled the Blood Hoof Clan from the rats in the dungeon.

He had also thought about whether or not he should go directly to these important figures, or even the current chief of the Blood Hoof Clan, to work together.

However, the disparity in size between the two sides made it impossible for this cooperation to have the slightest possibility of equality and mutual benefit.

The only option was for the other party, who firmly held the home field advantage and a strong position, to exploit him in every way possible.

Meng Chao did not like to discuss cooperation with the aggressive and powerful party in such a situation where he was at a disadvantage.

He could not guarantee that the other party would not have any other thoughts when they saw that he was alone.

Besides, he knew the result of the Tournament of the Five Clans better than anyone else.

For more than a thousand years, the overall strength of the five clans had always been the runner-up. In the literal sense, the thousand-year-old second Blood Hoof Clan had once again failed to challenge the throne of the War Chief and could only obediently obey the orders of the Gold Clan.

If he couldn’t even command the entire Picturesque Orchid Lake, what qualifications did he have to talk about cooperation with Meng Chao?

If Meng Chao wanted to talk, he had to talk to the real big boss!

Thinking of this, his gaze became clearer and more magnanimous.

This magnanimity dispelled the last trace of doubt in Ice Storm.

Of course, she knew that the Reaper in front of her might not be telling the truth—that included his story about losing his memory and forgetting his identity.

It was more likely that this guy had some unspeakable secrets and was unwilling to reveal his true identity in front of the important figures of the Blood Hoof Clan.

Just like… himself.

However, this wasn’t important.

In a certain sense, it was even better.

As long as this fellow’s combat techniques were genuine and could have an immediate effect, Ice Storm was willing to give him everything he wanted.

“I only have five days.”

Ice Storm said, “Within five days, can your combat techniques really make my soldiers advance by leaps and bounds?”

Meng Chao said, “That depends on what kind of soldiers they are.”

Ice Storm said, “Of course they are the strongest soldiers.”

Meng Chao shook his head slowly and said, “Forgive me for being blunt, but you shouldn’t have chosen the strongest soldiers.”

Ice storm was slightly startled, and she curiously asked, “Why?”

“If I’m not wrong, in the past few rounds of group battles, when selecting soldiers to form a team, you chose the strongest soldiers.”

Meng Chao unhurriedly said, “But after the elimination of the strong and the elimination of the weak, the rat militia soldiers who are qualified to be seen by you should be almost as strong as you.

“The strongest can not be twice as strong as the thinnest. In the chaotic team battles, such individual differences are not the key to victory.”

Ice Storm’s curiosity was aroused. She did not care about the fact that Meng Chao had poked at her scars from her three consecutive losses and asked, “Then, what is the key to victory?”

“Willpower.”

Meng Chao said, “No matter how strong a body of flesh and blood is, there is a limit. However, the power of willpower can be endless.”

Ice Storm frowned and asked, “Isn’t the strongest soldier the one with the strongest willpower?”

“It might be, or it might not be.”

Meng Chao explained, “You are a warrior of the clan with a glorious bloodline. Although you have the right to choose your servants at will, I’m afraid that you have never looked up at the ray of light above your head from the deepest part of the dungeon. Therefore, you don’t know how the rat people who have fallen into the deepest part of the dungeon managed to climb up.

“By locking thousands of rat people together and using scarce food to trigger the competition between us, we can only choose the strongest of the weak through this method. We can only pick the strongest of the weak, but we may not be able to pick the best of the warriors.

“Suppose there is a rat person who was curled up on the ground shivering when his home was destroyed. All the clan warriors disdained to kill such a coward, so he was unharmed. After enduring the torture of the long journey, he entered the dungeon and got the most food because he was the least injured. On the surface, he looked fat and healthy. Was he the soldier that Lady Ice Storm wanted?

“One of the rat subjects fought back when his home was destroyed, but he was seriously wounded.

“After a long journey, he saved his companions without caring about his wounds and dragged many rat subjects who were doomed to die to Black-corner City. However, when he fell into the dungeon, his wounds opened, and he was no longer able to fight for food.

“Isn’t it a pity that such a warrior died in the dungeon?

“And don’t you want to know how powerful the warrior will be after he is rescued from the dungeon, given enough food and treatment, and is fully recovered, Lady Ice Storm?”

Ice Storm’s heart skipped a beat.

After losing three rounds in a row, she also felt that there was something wrong with the standard of the soldiers she chose.

Moreover, Casanova would not let her win the last and most crucial group battle smoothly.

No matter how strong the recruits she chose were, they could not be stronger than the soldiers who had cast witchcraft and swallowed secret medicine.

Therefore, today in the recruit training camp, she only chose Leaf.

Including the Reaper in front of her, she still had twenty-eight slots for servants.

Ice Storm muttered, “Then, how do I determine who is just strong and who has a strong will?”