It is the middle of winter in the land of China. Above the ground, the cold wind is blowing and there are few people.
The situation is unstable, danger is approaching step by step, and the atmosphere is solemn. Most people would rather stay at home and huddle together for warmth than go out and walk around, causing trouble in vain.
The tourism industry that used to be prosperous in the past has suffered a heavy blow. Famous mountains, rivers, and historical sites have long been "deserted and sparse in front of the door."
But in the underground rock formation nearly a thousand meters deep, there is a lively scene, with a prosperous economy, rats coming and going, and very noisy.
It is in sharp contrast to the deserted atmosphere above the ground.
It seems that these giant rats are not worried about the moon crisis at all.
They live in underground rock formations, and have a solid and stable rock layer that provides the best protection. Even if the top is completely submerged by sea water, it is impossible to penetrate into the rock layer. At most, it will accumulate in the water storage layer above.
Not to mention the protection of various vitality formations, in their view, this place is impregnable, which is not an exaggeration.
The ancestors were wise and far-sighted and built a magma power station early, which has endless geothermal energy to supply the underground rat city. They also established underground agriculture and started soilless cultivation to get rid of their dependence on the ground.
With all these advantages, they can naturally watch the good shows of humans in a leisurely manner.
"Hahaha, as long as the moon crisis comes, the sea washes the land, and humans are wiped out, we can finally return to the land to thrive and become the true overlord, just like what the human Bible says."
In a luxury bar in the Giant Rat King City, a group of middle-level rat demon employees were on vacation.
They stared intently at the human news being broadcast on the screen.
"Recently, definite news has been revealed. In half a year, the moon will disappear, the sea will overflow the land, and a catastrophe is approaching. Who will save us? Who is the real savior? Who can make God take back his scepter?"
Seeing the sad cry of the host inside, they all laughed disdainfully.
"These humans have lived so comfortably before! They seem to have forgotten that survival itself is a very difficult thing. God wakes up, and they will soon know that only new races like us can thrive. The spirit of survival of the fittest. Humanity will soon lose its position as the overlord of the earth and become our slaves."
Although the rat demons were born not long ago, they learned quickly from humans. They all boasted and dressed up in special ways.
Pretending is one of the talents of every race on earth that has been reproduced to this day. According to the theory of sexual selection, it is difficult for males who cannot show off to pass on their genes.
In this regard, Brother Peacock is the best player in the world of animal pretense. Look at me dragging a beautiful and bright big cumbersome tail, living very comfortably. What are you waiting for, come here quickly...
"I heard that the sea water will rise in a few months, and their coastal cities have begun to move inward. Unfortunately, our ancestors have issued strict orders that any spirit rat demons can no longer steal human things. Otherwise, we can How many good things were stolen from them during their relocation?" A sly-looking rat demon asked regretfully.
It seems that before it awakened, it had a lot of experience in stealing, so it must have turned into a monster from a house mouse.
"Forget it, what the ancestor said is right. A sage among monsters once said that only the vegetables you grow yourself are the ones you can't eat all. You can't grow a race by stealing." Another rat demon pretended to be a in the style of a vice-philosopher.
Suddenly, several beautiful rat demon waiters cast admiring glances at it. This is a knowledgeable and cultivated rat demon, completely different from those despicable rats who only know how to swim in the ditch.
"Hmph, humans would never have thought that we relied on their civilization to build our own cities, and in the future we would have to accept their civilization heritage. It's exciting to think about it... Come, drink, drink, human inventions There are so many good things.”
The rat demons drank and mingled with each other, all of them feeling very proud.
The general trend is with me. If I stand in the wind, a pig can fly, let alone a demon
… …
Not far from the bar is the Monster Alliance headquarters.
In the logistics department office of the headquarters, Bai Shixin held his head and leaned on his desk, thinking about one thing.
The plan is about to start...
Finally got to this point.
The time is neither long nor short. For a long time, it can be 20 years. For a short time, it is only about one year.
What was the reason that led me to embark on this path of rebellion
Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, his image of being selfless and dedicated to the public will completely collapse.
If he fails, future generations will only say "Wang Mang among rats" with disdain.
If it succeeds, maybe we can have "Taizong's hope"...
Thinking of this, Bai Shixin opened a bottle of good wine sent by others. It is said that it is also a special gift among humans.
He found a cup and poured himself a cup. A so-called mellow aroma, which in his opinion was a nose-irritating smell, came out of the cup.
In the past he never drank alcohol.
Firstly, he is afraid of numbing his mind, and secondly, he is afraid of telling the truth after drinking.
But today he suddenly wanted to drink.
Human beings are very weird, and they often sacrifice long-term interests for some short-term pleasure, and wine is one of them. It goes without saying that the dangers of long-term alcoholism are unnecessary.
He wanted to taste it right now, and when he picked up the cup, he knew why he wanted to taste it.
It's not that I want to get drunk and relieve my worries, I just want to be brave...
"Hmph, I didn't expect that I'm just a layman. So what about the so-called wise man? So what if I can see everything clearly? I still can't escape my fate. The so-called destiny is probably like this. I choose to push myself on this road one by one. .”
He thought to himself, then raised his head and drank the glass of wine.
His face suddenly turned red, and he suppressed a feeling of heartburn, trying not to lose his composure.
If you don’t succeed, you will succeed!
Old man, the grudge between you and me should be put to an end!
You brought shame to me, you used me to achieve great things, but you ignored me, you made me wise and pale green, I can't spare you!
If you become a god, I will be killed. You will not allow your stain to remain in the world, and you will not allow anyone to know your past!
He kept giving himself excuses, as any betrayer would.
He had to get over it first.
I don't know how much time passed, but when the power of a glass of wine dissipated, Bai Shixin stood up, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Kill with a borrowed knife!
It's time to use my thirty-six strategies again!
He walked slowly out of the Logistics Department office, walked around, and came to a room with a sign saying "Logistics Executive Committee Office."
"Bang..." He knocked on the door.
There was no response from inside, and his heart beat wildly.
Just as he was about to knock a second time, the door opened automatically.
He felt guilty for a while and lowered his head slightly. At this time, he didn't have the confidence he had when he offered advice before.
At that time, I may not have as much experience as I do now, but at least I would have high morale, a sure mind, and a clear conscience.
At this time, the strategy he had thought of was perfect and could definitely achieve his goal.
However, his heart was far from as firm as before.