There are rats who know, and they are also the dominant Hummers in a small area, and everything goes smoothly.

With the lame roaring, several emaciated, hairless, mustard moonlight rats crawled out of the pile of rags against the wall, their eyes glazed and drooling from the corners of their mouths, and they converged in front of Ron. And when the long whiskers put the fungus and rice in front of them, their saliva flowed even more.

However, even if the temptation was so strong, they did not move immediately, but turned their gaze to the lame leg beside Longbeard, like a hound waiting for his master's command.

"Squeak!"

Nodding his head in satisfaction, the lame one-eyed pretended to sweep over Ron casually, before letting out a low snort.

Thus, according to the allotment of the long whiskers, the fragrant white mushroom was greedily swallowed by the two moonshine rats, while the other handful of rice brought back from the worm castle was eaten by the other moonshine rat alone.

Ron, on the other hand, squatted aside, staring at the moonshine rats who swallowed their food, waiting for the follow-up.

"Squeak!"

After devouring the food, the three moonlight rats wanted to return to their tattered nests, but they did not dare to move because they had not received the order to be lame, and looked around anxiously in place.

Time passed bit by bit, and neither Ron nor the lame leg moved, just waiting patiently.

About half an hour later, the moonlight rat, which had been enjoying a handful of rice alone, suddenly stopped looking around, its eyes rolled up, revealing gray undereyes, and a trace of saliva mixed with white foam flowed from the corners of its mouth. Then, it suddenly fell to the ground, convulsing violently, and after a while it stopped moving, exuding a breath of death.

"Squeak!"

Rice is poisonous!

Looking at the emaciated corpse of the moonlight rat on the ground, Ron's nose furrowed slightly.

I don't know if it was contaminated with beetle secretions during transportation or contaminated in the insect castle, but it is a fact that the rice is inedible.

As a result, most of the food stored in the Bug Castle could not be distributed to the Moonlight Rats for food after being stolen by the Bug Swarm, which completely disrupted Ron's plan, and also meant that the four Moonglow Rats had to find food, otherwise the Moonlight Rats would lose not only the disabled and mentally old people in the harsh winter, but also the healthy Moonlight Rats.

"Squeak!"

Hopefully, Iron Fang Scarface will find enough food!

Lowering his eyes, Ron silently hoped in his heart that the four group leaders would achieve their goal, and then raised his gaze to focus on the other two moonlight rats that had eaten white mushrooms.

It was the last glimmer of hope Ron had at the moment.

Time began to flow again, like an eternal river, rushing into the sea without looking back.

This time, Ron waited a little longer, until a hungry grunt came from his belly, and the two moonglow rats were still in a state of vitality, without a trace of poison.

"Squeak!"

It seems that the mushroom will not cause harm to the moonshine rat if eaten in the short term!

But I don't know if long-term consumption will cause harm?

We need to try it out!

Ron silently thought in his heart, since the food was poisonous, there was no need to go to the cave worm castle to carry it, as for the fungus it remains to be seen, the fungus blanket needs to be cultivated and produce more fungus for long-term experiments.

With that in mind, Ron stretched his torso, making a slight sound of bones colliding, and then twisted his head in the direction of his lame leg to rest.

............

After being reborn as a moonlight rat, Ron didn't have much chance to get in touch with the other side of this world, although he knew that there was magic on the continent of Feren, but he had never seen it, so he had always acted on his previous experience.

In fact, it only takes a druid's Zero Ring Spell [Toxin Detection] to determine if these mushrooms are edible, so it doesn't have to be so troublesome.

However, this can't be blamed on Ron, after all, his reborn moonlight rat belongs to the lowest level of the world, and a moonlight rat with superb intelligence like Ron may not be able to find another one among the tens of thousands of moonlight rats in the entire Askatla!

............

"Squeak!"

I'm going to take these two moonshine rats back for the next round of testing!

Have you figured out the conditions?

Ron is the rightful nominal leader of the Moonlight Rats, but on the fringes of the Rats, Ron's power has been greatly reduced, and he needs the help of a secret ruler like the Lame.

Naturally, this is conditional.

Although lame and long beard are friends, friendship is friendship, business is business, and they cannot be confused.

"Squeak!"

I hope...... You...... Take her!

With the wooden stick in his hand, he stood up with a limp, and stood up from the giant moonlight rat he was leaning on, and the long standing made the disabled moonlight rat feel tired, and he had to take a break.

However, Ron couldn't help but squint his eyes again when he stood in front of Ron again, letting out a low chirp and pushing out the emaciated moonlight rat beside him.

Originally, he thought that the lame leg would be like Longbeard, seeking an opportunity to break away from the fringes of the moonlight rats, so as to return to the orthodox society of the moonlight rat colony, after all, there is plenty of food and warm nests.

But on second thought, Ron immediately understood.

It is precisely because of the fringes of the rat colony that the lame does not have to seek a chance to escape. Because it is different from Longbeard, it is the underground ruler of this small area, and if other moonlight rats have no food, it does not mean that he will be hungry, and other moonlight rats huddle in cold nests, which does not mean that its nest is also cold.

Therefore, in such a situation, the requirements put forward by the lame leg will naturally be more suitable for his own cravings.

"Squeak!"

Her name is Shadow...... Be...... My daughter .......

I don't want to...... She...... Live as ...... as I am.

A low chirp rang out again, and Ron couldn't help but prick up his ears, his fiery red eyes staring directly into the lame one-eye.

This was the first time he had felt a human-like expression of paternal love in a population of moonshine rats.

Although the lame's intelligence is not as good as that of a long beard, causing the meaning of the song to be somewhat confused and disjointed, the love that shoots out of the one-eyed when it bows its head is not adulterated with any impurities, and is as pure as a pot of morning dew.

"Squeak!"

Good!

I'll take her away!

She will also be given the status equivalent to a long beard!

Nodding solemnly, Ron made his promise. The lame father's love accounts for most of this promise, and a small part is the reward for the drug test.

Of course, there is still a bit of moisture in this promise, after all, in order to achieve the same status as Nagabeard, you must have the same intelligence and ability as Nagabeard.

But it is undeniable that the lame daughter will definitely be one of the moonlight rat guards!