Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
In the next few days, Meng Chao devoted himself to helping Ice Storm build a new hundred-man battle team.
The good thing about being honest with the female snow leopard warrior was getting the cultivation resources he had always dreamed of.
In addition to the usual fried mandrake fruit dipped in condensed milk, he could also eat a golden fruit and five kilograms of totem beast flesh every day.
It was extremely beneficial to his recovery and combat ability.
Ice Storm generously gave him half a coke bottle, the Steel Potion that he had won from the Ironhide Clan, and a totem beast core.
Although he had witnessed the Origin Warrior’s savage and miserable appearance, Meng Chao did not dare to rashly swallow the totem beast core into his stomach.
However, holding it in his palm, studying it day and night, and sensing the subtle ripples deep inside the core with the vitality magnetic field, it still allowed him to have a deeper understanding of the Turan civilization’s source of strength.
Of course, there were conditions.
The condition was that Meng Chao had to teach Ice Storm a higher level of force-execution methods and spirit martial arts than what the rat militia had learned.
After Meng Chao revealed some of the secrets of the female snow leopard warrior, she also felt like she had broken a jar.
She no longer cared about Meng Chao’s identity as long as Meng Chao could help her become stronger.
Anyway, in Picturesque Orchid Lake, one just needed to have a big fist to solve ninety-nine percent of the problems .
Facing Ice Storm who had humbly asked for advice, Meng Chao raised his hands to welcome it.
He was not afraid of anyone secretly learning Dragon City martial arts, because Dragon City’s unique martial arts were closely related to the modern industrial system, the resource collection system, the education and training model, life science engineering, gene modulation technology, and ancient rune research… It was inseparable.
If one wanted to cultivate Dragon City’s martial arts to the extreme, one could either completely accept Dragon City, which was also had Earth’s culture, industry, and social form…
Or one could obtain the full support of Dragon City’s civilization.
Then, he or she would be stuck by Dragon City’s neck.
No matter which one it was, it would not do any harm to Dragon City.
Moreover, the truly powerful martial arts were originally refined through thousands of exchanges.
Meng Chao carefully selected several martial arts that he had learned from the Red Dragon Army, the Ghost Tribe, and Battle God Lei Zongchao. They were martial arts that emphasized lightness, agility, swiftness, and assassination, and he practiced them for Ice Storm to see.
Ice Storm was amazed by the battle style that was completely different from that of the Turan warriors.
Of course, the Blood Skull Arena’s trump card also used her rich experience to give Meng Chao a lot of advice.
After careful consideration, Meng Chao felt like he was in a different world, and he was suddenly enlightened.
The exchanges day and night established a tacit understanding between the two of them.
Plus, Ice Storm further confirmed that Meng Chao was definitely not a spy from the land of Holy Light because the Dragon City civilization in his previous life was a member of the Chaos faction.
Those who communicated closely with Dragon City were ‘allies’ such as advanced orcs, abyss demons, ancient tomb liches, and undead skeletons.
The future martial arts of Dragon City was based on absorbing the combat skills of these allies. They learned from each other’s weaknesses and excelled themselves, with a strong style of Chaos.
It was completely different from the shameless style of the Holy Light faction, which looked down on the toughness of the physical body and paid more attention to the cultivation of the soul, as well as the coordination of martial arts and magic.
“Even if this guy with black hair and black eyes is not a Turan, at least he is not a member of the Holy Light human race. Moreover, he is most likely an enemy of the Holy Light human race.”
Ice Storm, who was attracted by Dragon City’s martial arts, used such a reason to convince herself.
She turned a blind eye to Meng Chao’s sneaky behavior.
She even gave him a badge and granted him authority that far exceeded that of an ordinary rat servant soldier.
In the eyes of others, this ugly rat with black hair and black eyes had become the ice-cold ace gladiator’s new favorite.
“I still don’t recommend choosing those burly fellows from the training camp, Lady Ice Storm.”
Meng Chao said to Ice Storm, “If you want to win consecutive battles, why don’t you try those rat subjects who are injured and disabled in the arena and can only serve as laborers?”
He did not lie to the female snow leopard warrior.
The rules of the arena were that as long as the rat subjects were in the arena and used their blood and broken limbs to prove their courage…
The arena would give them a job so that they could barely survive.
Most of the jobs were beating drums beside the arena, cleaning the audience seats, providing food for thousands of gladiators and servants, taking care of totem beasts, cleaning the sewers, and so on. While they were both dirty and tiring, there was also a certain level of danger.
Despite that, it was still better than being sent to the foundry and dying of exhaustion next to a furnace with a temperature of over a thousand degrees… or being expelled from Black-corner City and starving to death in the wilderness where there was no harvest.
When the battle arena was filled with the shadows of swords and sabers, no one would pay attention to these unremarkable rat laborers.
However, Meng Chao knew their value.
Compared with the strong rat laborers who had just climbed out of the dungeon and had yet to adapt to their new identity, these relatively thin and weak laborers who even lacked arms and legs already had precious experience of surviving a great disaster in the arena.
Moreover, they had surrounded the arena countless times, enduring the suffocating pressure from the totem warriors when they unleashed their full strength.
They also had to keep their eyes and ears open at all times, so that when the totem warriors were in the mood to fight and blow up the entire arena, they could be one step ahead and escape in order to save their lives.
It could be said that any odd-job rat who was missing limbs and could still struggle to survive until today was comparable to the veteran soldiers of the Red Dragon Army who had been through hundreds of battles.
In a hundred-man battle team, if there were ten or eight such “veteran soldiers,” their experience and psychological quality would definitely bring immeasurable contributions to the entire team.
Meng Chao vaguely remembered that in the middle and later stages of the great war between worlds in his previous life, he had absorbed the experience of the Dragon City Army, which paid special attention to the disabled veterans. The advanced orcs had also started to mix a large number of disabled warriors, who were not valued enough in the past, into their own battle teams.
As expected, the improvement in their combat strength had an unexpected effect.
Unfortunately, at that time, the Chaos faction had already lost its momentum.
Such a minor innovation could not prevent the ending of destruction.
This time, Meng Chao hoped to create a model battle team or even a model battle gang for Ice Storm more than ten years in advance so that the advanced orcs would start to think, how should a modern army be organized, and how should a modern war that covered the entire world, land, sea, and sky be fought.
Of course, he also had his own goals.
Ever since Ice Storm cleanly dealt with Poison Stinger’s battle team amidst the exclamations of tens of thousands of spectators…
She had ignored the Ironhide Clan’s fury, in particular, and torn apart, as well as seized, the One Million Steam Hammer’s breastplate.
Ice Storm swept away the haze of losing the previous three team battles and became one of the most supportive figures among the four trump cards of the Blood Skull Arena again.
The Tuean feared the strong.
Ice Storm, especially, was a brave warrior who dared to challenge the major families on her own.
Even Meng Chao, as the “favorite in front of the Frost Queen,” was greatly facilitated.
He could go to every corner of the Blood Skull Arena under the pretext of “selecting new recruits from among the servants.”
After a few days, he had indeed found a few suitable recruits.
What he gained further was the ability to draw a detailed structural map and surrounding topographic map of the Blood Skull Arena from the inside out in his mind.
Moreover, he had made friends with a lot of rat laborers.
These rat laborers, no matter how stable their jobs were, could not see the slightest possibility of changing their fate. They were just like ants.
Now, Meng Chao had given them the hope of becoming servants and participating in the battle again to seize greater glory.
How could they not be overjoyed and shed tears of gratitude for Meng Chao?
Meng Chao shared the methods he had learned from the Black Skull Training Camp in his previous life.
He was not stingy with the resources he had obtained from Ice Storm.
Very quickly, he became friends with these rat laborers, and they became akin to half-brothers who had been separated for many years.
The laborers’ fighting abilities were not necessarily brilliant.
However, to be able to live until today in the Blood Skull Arena, where the strong gathered and the warriors of the clans with bad tempers ran amok, each of them had their own way of survival.
They were also familiar with all kinds of gossip. To others, it was worthless, but to Meng Chao, it was worth a thousand gold pieces.
Through the seemingly ordinary chit-chat, Meng Chao sketched out the whole picture of the Blood Skull Arena, the distribution of forces in the entire Black-corner City, the grudges between the major clans, and the military nobles of Black-corner City bit by bit, and the conflict between the leaders of the local settlements.
“The Blood Skull Arena isn’t only a place to admire the battles, it’s also an important stronghold that the Blood Hoof Clan uses to recruit troops and buy horses, expand their forces, and rope in the local factions.
“In order to absorb more wandering warriors like Ice Storm from other clans and obtain the support of the local factions to maintain their position as the leader, the Blood Hoof Clan has poured out an astronomical amount of resources here.
“From the mandrake fruits that fill up an entire warehouse, to the flesh of totem beasts and even live and semi-tamed totem beasts, to all sorts of secret medicines that have been passed down for thousands of years, as well as the totem armors that have gone through hundreds of masters and contain endless killing intent, everything is available here.
“As long as one passes the gladiator trial and is willing to pledge loyalty to the Bloody Hoof Clan, anyone, including the rat people, will be able to enjoy the most abundant resources.
“It’s a pity…
“There is no possibility of negotiation, trade, or compromise between the Blood Hoof Clan and me.
“Based on the experience in my previous life, the entire Blood Hoof Clan can hardly be the force that drags both the Dragon City civilization and the Turan civilization out of the fire pit.
“In that case, we can only find another way.
“Sneaking into the warehouse and getting some cultivation resources is not a problem.
“After all, they have the defense level of the clan era. No matter how ‘heavily guarded’ it is, in the eyes of a Ghost Assassin, it is still riddled with holes.
“The problem is that I only have two shoulders and a pair of hands. At most, I can only carry two to three hundred kilograms of totem beast flesh. I won’t be able to eat for a few days, and I won’t be able to level up!
“I haven’t even considered the size of two to three hundred kilograms of totem beast flesh!
“No, the amount of totem beast flesh per unit size is too insignificant. It’s not worth my time.
“Either I don’t do it, or I have to do something big.
“My goal can only be the totem beast core that contains violent spirit energy and mysterious power, as well as the ancient totem armor fragment that is enshrined in the Blood Skull Temple and is surrounded by endless killing intent!
“The security force guarding these precious resources is not something that I can deal with right now.
“I have to recover my Heaven Realm combat ability first and get at least half of a totem armor….”