Pulling his throat, the severe-eared mouse closed its eyes and screamed.

Fortunately, the expected death did not come.

The blade of the sword, just stopped at his neck.

It gave him great psychological pressure.

"First question, are you on the white team or the black team?"

Hearing the question, the severed-eared mouse perked up.

Good question!

However, it is a fatal question!

Because the severed-eared rat wasn't sure which side Fang Yi was on.

Is it a deception, or is it an honest answer......

After a moment's hesitation, the Severed-Eared Mouse quickly made a decision.

"Boss, boss, I'm on the white team! Own! ”

If it was Fang Yi's white team, then everyone would naturally be happy. It's a big deal, even if the water washed the Dragon King Temple.

If Fang Yi is on the black team......

Then he will become a traitor of the black team, in order to save his life, play Infernal Affairs.

The premise is that the guy in front of him is willing to give himself such a chance......

"White team?"

Fang Yi frowned slightly.

"Then you retell what you said before the copy started, at the top of the gods, as long as there is the slightest deviation - your life is gone."

Hearing Fang Yi say this, the Broken-eared Mouse was overjoyed, basically confirming that Fang Yi was his own identity.

As for retelling the pre-match chat, there's still no problem.

After some confirmation, Fang Yi completely confirmed the fact that the Severed Ear Mouse was a member of the White Team.

"Misunderstanding! What a misunderstanding! You said you were on the white team, can I still fight back? I must have been caught! ”

People are under the eaves and have to bow their heads.

The severe-eared mouse immediately showed his dog-licking skills, which was very flattering to Fang Yi.

Not to mention that he is tied up now, life and death are completely a matter of Fang Yi's words.

It's just that there is no such thing, with Fang Yi's stronger strength, then Fang Yi must also be the first to look forward.

So soon, he shared everything he knew.

"The royal library in the royal city has a record of the teleportation array data?"

"The people of Wangcheng have launched a death squad to attack my [Last Coffin]?"

"Rage grass...... Wait a minute! You say this thing?! ”

In the end, it was from the king's capital, and the Broken-eared Mouse knew much more information than Fang Yi.

The news of the teleportation array suddenly frowned.

The royal library in the royal capital is a special area that can only be entered by black rats with royal blood.

It won't be open to the public at all, and it's guarded by heavily armed black rat guards.

Outsiders simply don't have a chance to get close.

This is not a big problem in terms of righteousness.

If he wanted to sneak in, this level of obstruction would not work at all.

However, it was the people of Wang Cheng who made a move on his [Last Coffin], which Fang Yi did not expect.

That coffin-like thing, Fang Yi didn't know how to operate it, let alone how to control it.

The hard ones are not like ordinary external forces that can break the words.

Coupled with the fact that there was no means to move the thing, Fang Yi left the thing in place and didn't care about it.

Unexpectedly, he was targeted by the Black Rat Clan.

Fang Yi felt a little anxious.

He, a player who came to the dungeon world, had a dark eye on the [Last Coffin].

But the natives in the dungeon world don't necessarily know how to use this thing.

In case the [Last Coffin] was taken away by the Black Rat Clan, the situation would be embarrassing.

And compared to these two news.

The intelligence of the rat head grass was what shocked Fang Yi the most.

Take out the rat head in your arms and hand it to the severe-eared rat.

Suddenly, the severed-eared mouse turned pale with fright.

",?! Big brother, are you crazy! Why did you kick this thing in your pocket, is it too long?! ”

"Is that an exaggeration...... I've been keeping it in my pocket, and I haven't seen any reaction from it. ”

"That's that thing hasn't arrived yet, with your rat head grass as the coordinates, I'm afraid those things will soon flood into the dungeon......"

The dungeon, criss-crossed, also has a source lamp that masks the smell of black rats and shields the search ability of the rat head grass.

In addition, black rats do not necessarily go to the surface once in hundreds of years.

So theoretically, the possibility of being found by the rat is very small.

But this time it's different......

This time, it was Fang Yi who brought the rat head grass to the dungeon.

The rat's head is connected with the breath of the rat's head, and it can be used directly as a positioning coordinate to accurately find the location of the dungeon.

The Severed-Eared Mouse even suspected that it was for this reason that Fang Yi had never been killed by the Rat Head Grass.

"Flooding into the dungeon? A good thing. The more chaotic the dungeon, the more suitable it is for us to carry out the operation. ”

Seeing that Fang Yi classified himself as his own, the severe-eared mouse hurriedly shouted: Big brother is wise!

What is Discipline? The thighs still have to be hugged.

……

Dungeon, the royal capital.

Koto-sama looked at the latest report, and the blue tendons on his forehead bulged.

"Why is the cracking progress of [The Last Coffin] so slow!"

"Fortunately, my lord, after you gave the news of the rat head grass to the upper echelons, our actions were also affected, and it was already very fast to have this crack......

"Quick? The first layer of defense coding has only been cracked to 55% of the progress, and you and I will be soon? Three days, give your technical team three more days, and after three days, if I don't see the [Last Coffin] that completely lifts the alarm, I'll leave you all on the surface! ”

Brush –

The subordinates around him were all pale with fright, trembling, and didn't dare to refute, so they could only make bitter faces and respond again and again.

The question is...... In three days, they cracked the [Last Coffin]?

That was the spaceship that the [Mother of Mutations] had built for the [Rat Ancestor] herself.

Even if there is information provided by the human side, with their technology, if they want to completely crack it, it will at least be in months......

"By the way, what's going on on the surface?"

Surface?

The hands looked at each other, and finally released the image of the surface directly to Yuki-sama.

The originally boundless and desolate land has now undergone earth-shaking changes.

As far as the eye can see, the mountains are full of grass.

Rage grass.

Dense, green, as if spring has arrived, thriving, everything is recovering.

However, this kind of recovery, in the eyes of their black rat clan, is a kind of despair, a kind of looming doom!

"Shhhhh......h How much area is covered? Forget it, I'll go to the royal conference room in person to see if my 'relatives' have any way to solve this catastrophe." ”

Royal Meeting Room.

The current dungeon city lord, the king of the Black Rat Clan, looked at his brothers with a frown, reported all kinds of information, and had a heated discussion on the life and death of the Rat Head Grass and the Black Rat Clan.

The Rat King's expression was deep.

Because he felt that the Rat King at this moment should have to show a deep expression.

But as for what big problem he is thinking about, worrying about the country and the people?

Sorry, he was just thinking that yesterday's dinner was so unpalatable, that the queen of the Black Rat Clan didn't fit her own human aesthetic.

Also, the Rat King doesn't seem to be so optimistic at the beginning, and what is cutting his head and covering his face is the disaster of extermination.

。 m.