Heavy Truck Chariot In The End Times

Cicada language is a kind of active wave. The tympanic membrane of the golden cicada vibrates and emits active waves, which interfere with the active waves of evolutionary individuals, which in turn affects emotions and confuses the senses.

The active wave itself is a kind of perception. The active waves of happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy all carry different emotions.

Use these emotions to achieve the purpose of communication.

People, including humans, can communicate in cicada language, but compared to human language, cicada language is more detailed in detail, but contains less semantic meaning. For example, when you are anxious, you can easily judge how anxious you are by using the language of cicadas.

The language may only have words such as "I'm in a hurry", "I'm anxious," and "I'm anxious", but Cicada's language is difficult to explain because of the anxiety, but the language can clearly explain it.

Language built directly from mood swings has pros and cons.

The rat people have their own language, which can be judged from the rhythmic voice of the rat officer Ah Lao San. But there are only a few words over and over again.

Shen Cong is more to judge its emotions.

After being caught, Ah Lao San is anxious, angry, and confident. In his emotions, he has thousands of similar species. When hunting, he cooperates together, digs pits and traps. Many powerful evolutionary beasts are not opponents, so they are very I look down upon Shen Cong, who is less than three meters tall and has no coercion at all.

On the contrary, feeling that he was caught by Shen Cong was a huge shame to the aloof Rat Officer.

"Noisy." Shen Cong released a little bit of his own coercion.

boom!

An active wave of coercive force like a roar of a huge wave instantly swamped Ah Lao San, who was only talented at 0.526H.

In the next second, Ah Lao San was so frightened that he was hit hard.

The stench came out.

Shen Cong's face suddenly became gloomy, and he couldn't wait to chop up the mouse directly. He was afraid of feces and urine, so he waited a little longer, but he still miscalculated. With such a little pressure, Ah Lao San would become incontinent and make people sick.

Fortunately, there is a lake ahead.

Putting Ah Lao San into the water and swaying a few times to remove the stolen goods and peculiar smell, Shen Cong's expression recovered a little. Not long after returning to the cave where the Vajra fortress was located, the four-legged dragon was already sleeping in the cave, and the Vajra ants were still busy digging in and out, digging underground passages and searching for food.

"Laosan, answer my question." Shen Cong communicated in Ratman-Cicada language.

At this time, Ah Lao San had no arrogance at all, Shen Cong's terrifying coercion made him feel infinite fear from his soul, his body trembled, and his consciousness was lost and helpless.

The upper tooth slapped the lower tooth, and there was no response.

"Should I be scared?" Shen Cong frowned. It was the first time he had communicated with something like the rat man. He had no experience at all. After thinking about it, he had to make Ah Lao San a little more sober.

So he drew out the dagger, made a squeak, and nailed one of Ah Lao San's hind paws to the rock.

"Chiji!" Ah Lao San screamed.

The effect was amazing, and there was an immediate reaction.

The mood swings are very intense: "Devil! You are the devil! The devil!"

The general meaning of the devil here is a creature that scares the rat people, and there is no specific species referred to. Shen Cong directly translates as a devil, or as a cat. The creatures that the third child feared in his emotions had huge bodies, bright eyes, wild screams, and liked teasing mice.

"It seems that you are still not awake." Shen Cong pulled out the dagger, and nailed the other hind paw of Ah Lao San to the rock.

"Chiji!"

The screams of Ah Lao San echoed throughout the cave.

The four-legged dragon was awakened, raised his eyelids and saw a big mouse, murmured vaguely, and then went to sleep. The one-meter-and-five-meter Ah Laosan is not put in the eyes of a four-legged dragon at all. It likes to eat bugs. The shelled bugs are crunchy when chewed, and they are delicious.

This "chickle" attracted Ah Lao San's attention. Seeing the four-legged dragon twisting on the ground like a small mountain, Ah Lao San suddenly fell into madness and panic.

Immediately this situation was understood by Shen Cong as not yet sober.

It was another dagger, which cut its eggs directly, and threw it out of the cave.

"Chichi... Chichi... Chichi..." Ah Lao San screamed louder and louder than ever, but his emotions became more and more stable. It can be felt that his emotions contain "my egg "", "Dangdan", "Without Dangdan, there is nothing to do", "I want Dangdan" and other mating thinking.

...

The tortured eunuch, the mouse-man, Ah Lao San, finally "awake".

Communicate successfully using the rat man-cicada language.

Communication is still relatively laborious, but it is far easier than communicating with Snail Traveler and Huang Daxian. Ah Lao San's IQ is much higher than these two Wushuang Golden Beasts.

However, because it is the communication between active waves of different species, many meanings need to be repeatedly confirmed and calibrated.

"How many rat people are there?"

"Many, many only."

"How many exactly."

"Many, many only."

"How many do you manage?"

"Ten thousand."

"Impossible, there are more than 100,000 rat people, but there are more than 50 rat officers, you can manage at most 2,000."

"I don't know, the king said I manage 10,000."

"The King is the Rat King? Where does the Rat King live?"

"The Rat King is in a crypt under the palace."

"How deep is the tunnel?"

"Very deep, very deep."

"How deep is it."

"Very deep, very deep."

"The role of the moat?"

"Protect the city."

"fart!"

"The king said to protect the city."

Ah Lao San doesn't understand any quantifiers at all. The 10,000 in his mouth is just an imaginary number. I don't know how deep the tunnel is, anyway, it just walks around like this every day. Although the buildings in the city are tall, they rarely live in them, and they are still used to living underground.

Ah Lao San has more than one hundred female rats, and he can give birth to hundreds of offspring in almost a month. Most of these offspring are clueless rat slaves, and there are only a few chances to become rat generals and rat officials. The rat animal is produced between the rat animal and the rat animal, and the rat king has no offspring.

For the rat king.

Ah Lao San gave detailed information: "The king’s mother mouse is dead, and the king’s rat son is dead. The king hates humans. The king is wise and unparalleled. He is the strongest and smartest rat man. The king has seized many humans. Some of them were eaten, some were given to us, and some made their mother mice. The mother mice can't produce..."

"Humans are the mother mice of the Rat King?" Shen Cong frowned when he heard the news.

He thought it was the Death Eater group who were manipulating the rat people with the intent of rebellion. It now appears that it is probably not the Death Eater who caused the chaos. The Death Eater should have perished with the prohibition of C1 production. It is possible that many human survivors were captured by the rat people and enslaved by the rat king.

With blinking eyes, Shen Cong, who has always been good at restraining emotions, suddenly became angry.

He didn't care about the life and death of human beings, but when he heard that disgusting mice had taken over humans, his anger burned for no reason. However, this anger did not affect his thinking and judgment, but only contributed to some of his decisions.

"Human survivors were enslaved, so the rat people were taught to build cities and dig moats? They also have sophisticated weapons and equipment, as well as clothing and social systems."

"The Rat Man must die!" Shen Cong looked at Ah Lao San with a chill in his eyes for thousands of years. "The survivors who taught the Rat Man must also die!"

Thinking of this, Shen Cong continued to squeeze the information that Ah Lao San knew.

But Ah Lao San is just a mouse after all, no matter how high his IQ is, he can't provide more information. Therefore, Shen Cong immediately pulled its two hind legs and tore Ah Lao San directly alive.

"Blackhead, clean up the corpse... Also, how many of the Ratman tunnels have been found?"

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