"mouse?"
Lin Qiye frowned slightly. Just as he was about to make a move, the mouse suddenly shook and quickly slipped into the small gap in the corner.
So this kind of big house also attracts rats...
Lin Qiye shook his head slightly, without thinking too much, and pushed the door open.
"Are you up so early?" Wen Qimo, who was still lying on the sofa, was awakened by the sound of him opening the door and yawned lazily.
"I'm used to staying in the camp."
Lin Qiye walked down the stairs and found that Hongying's door had been opened for a long time. He asked in surprise:
"Where's Sister Hongying?"
"She got up earlier than you and is now practicing shooting in the backyard." Wen Qimo turned over and covered his head with a blanket. "You all got up earlier than the other. Can't you let me sleep... It's only five o'clock."
Lin Qiye: …
It’s not that Lin Qiye likes to get up early. The past six months in the camp have really formed a habit for him. Every day, he is woken up by the whistle before dawn, and sometimes he is even pulled up at two or three in the morning for training... He is thankful to be able to sleep until five in the morning.
Lin Qiye walked lightly into the backyard.
A young girl in a white training suit, holding a spear and with a high black ponytail, danced quickly in the empty courtyard, as graceful as a startled swan. The crimson tassel of the spear left long marks in the air, and the wind from the spear was whistling.
As if she had sensed Lin Qiye's arrival, Hongying's figure gently floated to the ground, she put away her gun, and walked towards him with a smile.
"woke up?"
"Um."
"Has the pig on the sofa woke up yet?"
"Maybe not… "
"Never mind him, come on, I'll make you some breakfast, and then we'll go shopping." Hongying seemed to have thought of something, and licked her lips.
"Since you went to the training camp, I haven't tasted the captain's cooking for a long time. I'm in for a treat tonight, hehehe..."
"Sister Hongying, do you get up so early every day to practice shooting?" Lin Qiye asked doubtfully.
"Yes." Hongying nodded. "Master said that if you don't practice martial arts for a day, you will regress a hundred days of practice. Since I started learning to shoot, I have been getting up early every day to practice shooting, and I have persisted for twelve years."
"Twelve years?" Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, "So... Sister Hongying, how old are you?"
Hongying’s age has always been a mystery. Judging from her appearance, she should be about the same age as Lin Qiye, at most two or three years older than Lin Qiye. That means she started practicing shooting at the age of eight
Hongying stuck out her tongue and said unhappily, "How can you just ask a girl's age? I won't tell you!"
Lin Qiye walked into the house helplessly with Hongying. The latter kicked Wen Qimo, who was lying on the sofa, awake with a whip kick, then turned around and walked into the kitchen to get busy.
About ten minutes later, a sumptuous breakfast was placed on the dining table. Si Xiaonan, who had been sleeping in the house, was woken up by Hongying. He sat down at the dining table reluctantly and finished his breakfast in a half-asleep state.
After finishing the meal, Hongying, Lin Qiye and Si Xiaonan went out to buy groceries, leaving Wen Qimo at home with a bitter face washing dishes and pots, completely reduced to a tool.
What they didn't notice was that in the corner of the ceiling, a little gray mouse was silently watching all this...
…
Cangnan City.
In the intricate sewer system, dense rats surged like a tide. They were like a well-trained army, silently and quickly passing through the passages and coming to an empty and dark underground cave.
Faint sunlight filtered through the rusty mesh at the top of the cave. The huge, heavy fan swayed gently, casting swaying shadows in the dim space. The air was filled with a faint fishy smell and the smell of medicine.
In this underground cave, a blood-stained operating table was placed in the center. Next to the operating table were several scalpels, axes, and even electric saws neatly placed. Next to them were two barrels of formalin specimens containing strange body parts.
A giant snake head with its eyes open, and a lizard with only half of its body left.
On the stone platform on the other side, a young man wearing a black cloak and a hood was sitting there quietly. In front of him was a chessboard with black and white pieces interlaced, but there was no one opposite him.
Rustle...
A large number of rats poured in from the narrow passage and surrounded the stone platform in a black mass. They lay there quietly, as if they were worshiping their king.
The young man held a black piece in his hand, his eyes fixed on the mice around him, and he muttered to himself:
"The fourth generation of artificial snake demon neurons is much more compatible with my mental power than the third generation. It can be regarded as a preliminary creation of a visual sharing system similar to that between the Nanda snake demon and the snake species. However, if I want to have the strong infectiousness of the snake demon, I need to do more experiments and improvements..."
He slowly put down the black piece in his hand, stood up from the stone platform, walked to an iron cage full of mice, reached out and grabbed one from it.
A faint light appeared at his fingertips and flashed into the mouse's head. The mouse fainted instantly. After a few seconds, its body shook and it woke up again.
Then, the mouse quickly climbed down from his palm, fell into the vast army of mice, and crawled on the ground respectfully.
"This ability comes from the 'snake seed' of the Nanda snake demon, which can use artificial snake demon neurons to connect to the consciousness of other creatures, control their actions, and share vision... Unfortunately, now I can only plant artificial snake demon neurons in mice.
This fourth generation of artificial snake demon neurons will be temporarily named "fish species"...
With these 400+ mice with "fish seeds", I can completely control any disturbance in Cangnan City. If there is a mysterious appearance again, I will definitely find it before the night watchmen..."
The young man slowly took off his hood, revealing an ordinary face, but if Lin Qiye was here, he would recognize him immediately.
His name is An Qingyu.
After teaming up with Lin Qiye to resolve the Nanda snake demon and failing to get his request to join the Night Watch, An Qingyu disappeared.
An Qingyu turned around, his gaze fell on the chessboard on the stone platform again, his eyes narrowed slightly.
"From the perspective of 'fish species' sharing, the current situation in Cangnan City is very delicate..."
He sat back down beside the chessboard, staring at the intricately intertwined black and white pieces on the board, and pondered:
"There are hidden masters from all over Daxia, dozens of people from the River Realm, a former night watchman who escaped from the fasting center, a mad scorpion mercenary who disappeared without a trace three years ago, a woman who looks like she is from the Church of the Ancient God, and even two extremely hidden masters from the Sea Realm...
The water in Cangnan is getting deeper and deeper."
He picked up a white piece between his fingertips and looked at the corner of the chessboard, his expression seeming a little hesitant.
"The positions of these chess pieces are too dangerous. Should we remind Lin Qiye..."
After a while, he seemed to have made up his mind and slowly placed the white piece in his hand on a corner of the chessboard.
"After all, we've been through this together. This time... I'll give you a hand."