Looking at the ice crystal ball of his own height, the little mouse's eyes were full of excitement.

I never thought that I would reach such heights one day, and I should have escaped from the category of beasts.

Is there a big difference between my current self and those legendary creatures? I'd love to give it a try.

After killing the two rock frogs with one shot, the little mouse's mentality underwent some subtle changes.

Not far away, the ground was arched into a small bag.

Hearing the movement, it stared at the anomalous area, and in a flash, it turned to the other side of the ice crystal ball, and the glowing blue light emitted just perfectly covered his body.

The visitor was cautious, and after two hits of the ground, there was no movement for a long time.

It's a pity that he is facing a little mouse who has grown up little by little in this cruel environment since he was a child.

than patience? In order to hide a skeleton that was almost empty for a whole night, he waited until the other predators and carrioners left one by one before he came out, and slowly swallowed the minced meat sprinkled on the ground and the bloody soil into his stomach, this little thing in front of him, the Tao was still too shallow.

Sure enough, sensing the outside, there was nothing unusual at all, and he pushed the ground on his head again, wanting to try the reaction of the outside world.

The little mouse sneered in his heart, and he didn't plan to step forward, realizing his current size, he would only scare away the little things under the ground if he stepped forward now.

After three and two attempts, it was confirmed that there should be no danger outside, and a small head cautiously poked out.

Looking at the little head that was exposed to the ground, a corner made the little mouse's expectation drop a lot.

That's what it is......

No IQ, dirty, disgusting. Even when he was at his weakest, he disdained to deal with such creatures.

But now, he doesn't know what to think, he is now curious about what this insect will taste like, just pull out the horns on its head, what kind of tissue structure will it be under the black carapace?

Finally, the whole insect crawled to the ground and staggered in the direction of the ice crystal ball.

He didn't know what the bug relied on to distinguish its surroundings from food, and he wasn't sure if the bug would be able to spot it.

But these don't matter anymore, and when the insect crawls out, its fate is already in the hands of the little mouse.

Range is justice, caliber is truth. This sentence was understood by the little mouse without a teacher.

It's just that it's not worth it for such a small insect to consume its own shells, so it's good to wait a while and walk up to it and hold it down directly.

There were no surprises, and the little bug was caught in his hands quite smoothly.

Of course, in order to prevent this little thing from disgusting himself, he had already knocked off the horns on the top of his head when he grabbed it.

Sure enough, after grabbing it in my hand for a while, I still let go, but I really couldn't get over the hurdle in my heart.

He is no longer a low-level beast that only knows how to find food, but a high-level intelligent creature with self-thinking.

I've been waiting here for a while, but there's still no prey delivered to the door, what's going on? Isn't the ice crystal ball less attractive anymore?

In desperation, I had to leave temporarily and go in other directions to find food.

As for going home, my nest has been broken by myself, where else can I go? It's just a return to the original wandering.

Walking aimlessly all the way to the north, there are occasional small monsters on the way, and in order to test their strength, they are also hunted using the quality of their bodies themselves.

Along the way, as the feeling of fullness in my stomach gradually increased, I became more and more aware of my abilities.

As for the stones and collapsed stone cones along the way, they couldn't stop him at all, after all, it wasn't only insects who could dig holes, he was also a good one.

He discovered that his upper limbs also possessed a skill that allowed him to hide underneath for a short period of time, and at this time, no attack would hurt him.

I don't know if it's because of my own mutation or because my own clan was born with it, because it hasn't seen those clansmen use this skill in the clan land.

Coupled with a mine-throwing skill that he would have mastered when he grew up, he already had three of them.

Next, I should think about my future life.

I heard that the legendary powerful creatures are all in the far north, each occupying a vast territory, and the purpose of my trip is to see how far I am from them.

It doesn't matter if you can't beat it, the skills of your forelimbs are the best means of survival.

Passing by his own clan land, compared to when he left, the scope of his former clan life seems to have expanded again, and it seems that he has not only grown up over the years.

There were three gophers hunting beetles in a group, and they stopped in the distance to look at them for a while, pouting boredly.

Sure enough, the unintelligent people are just simple beasts, and they caught beetles easily before but didn't put their mouths down because of psychological discomfort, and these stupid people are still excited about hunting these weak bugs.

Think about it, if you are really wise, how can you think that you are an alien and expel yourself because you are born with weakness in hind limbs and cannot stand on both legs?

"Although I was born in your clan, but since then, we have nothing to do with each other, my name is Gopher, I am famous for artillery, from now on, my name is 'Artillery Gopher'!"

I secretly thought in my heart that I was afraid that I and them would have nothing to say from beginning to end.

He wanted to leave, but when he turned his head, a roar behind him disrupted his thoughts.

This voice is so familiar!

Isn't this the rocket artillery you have?

Shocked with a little incredulity, he turned his head to look at the three little ones in the distance.

It turned out that the location of the beetle was at this moment, and the ground was broken out of the slightest crack, and the beetle, which was still scurrying around, could only survive at the moment, and moved its hind legs twice from time to time.

A puff of green smoke rose from the black hole of a tubular weapon in the gopher in the head gopher's hand.

After a little thought, I roughly understood what was going on.

It's nothing more than the years I've been living outside, and my former fellow people have also found these rocket launchers, although I don't know if they were repaired later or could have been used, but at the moment they are used as the main combat weapons.

I am afraid that it is for this reason that I can expand the scope of my life again.

However, it seems that both the power and caliber are far from their own, and although they were very small when they were obtained before, after connecting these three rocket launchers to themselves through magma, the size and power of these weapons seem to become more powerful as their size increases.

I was also helpless at the beginning, and my natural defects caused me to be able to lie on all fours, unable to stand, and under the premise that my forelimbs could not be liberated, even if I wanted to hold a weapon, I couldn't do it.

Shaking his head with a smile, he left the place, never to be seen again.

You have your people, I have my faith, and it is best for each of you to be safe and happy in the future.

I still have the original scene in my heart, but I can't go back to the original after all. The process is not important, the result is real, this is the reality and the essence of this cruel society.

All the way north, next, is the beginning of the real battle.

Crossing an extremely steep mountain pass, he saw his first target in the valley.

A head dog...... No, it's kobolds...... Not like it, werewolf?

Let's call it a werewolf first, looking at the appearance of the monster, it should be the worship of the gopher clan, the so-called Duke Taro.

As for the two small gophers near the mouth of the valley, they naturally did not dare to come forward to stop them.

The first strike is strong, and the second strike suffers, this is the iron-like truth on the Monster Continent for hundreds of thousands of years.

Naturally, I have a high mind, and naturally I will not keep my hands.

With a slight force on his back, three shells hit Duketaro directly, who was resting.

directly blasted him out a few feet away, smashed heavily into the cliff, and slowly fell down.

Although the specific strength of this damage is not clear, as a few legendary people, it will naturally not be effective in one blow.

The front paws swung wildly, and a miniature bomb was dropped directly into the area next to Duktaro.

Duketaro was stunned by the mess of punches and punches during the break, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with him.

I've been living in seclusion here for so long, and I'm still being chased by the enemy?

But why didn't those two little things at the door call the police?

Besides, the strength of the attack doesn't look like the previous ones, right?

Shaking his groggy head, although the damage of the three shells just now was not high, the concussion force was still quite strong.

Looking at a range of small black dots at his feet, Duke Taro didn't care, this kind of skill was not the first time he had seen it, it turned out that a little gopher who had just grown up came in and joked?

That's interesting, when young people make mistakes, God will forgive.

Have fun with him, and when the time comes, send him to God to ask for forgiveness.

Walk stepped on it.

Boom Boom!

How to say that?

The bomb-throwing damage of a normal adult gopher is only a control field, but the artillery gopher itself does not know how strong it is.

Duketaro just looks at his skills, and from a rough judgment, he can only say that his life has been too comfortable over the years.

The smell of gunsmoke on his body was covered in bombs, and he was more or less colorful.

At this time, I remembered to see what the enemy was.

Could it be that the gopher clan has produced an amazing hungry man? Or is there something new about those obsolete weapons?

There was a roar, and the sound waves rippled through the valley in visible ripples.

The smoke and dust around him were also directly swept away from his side, and looking at the huge figure at the mouth of the valley, Duke Taro's pupils shrank.

At the same time, a bunch of small question marks popped up on my head.

What the hell is this creature in front of you?