Chapter 135, Enlightenment of Time, Humble Believer (Two in One)

Long Claw took the dragon beast's heart.

At the same time, a piece of squirming flesh and blood, the motherboard of the ferocious giant rat, was also sent to Rat Zhan.

It was soon verified.

In front of Rat Zhan, Long Claw used only a little twisted and deformed flesh and blood, and a weak slave rat underwent a transformation.

A huge gray-haired giant rat was born.

During this period of time, Long Claw's technology has improved.

A real motherboard was created.

As long as pure red blood mushrooms are put into this deformed flesh and blood as the motherboard, even if only a little is taken, it can slowly grow back.

Long Claw did not have any tricks on this matter.

However, vaguely, some other news was also revealed to Rat Zhan by him.

It aroused a little curiosity in Rat Zhan.

"Oh? You said you can make ordinary rat people have a physique as strong as a dragon?"

What was greeted was Rat Zhan's sneer. Obviously, Rat Zhan did not believe Long Claw's arrogant words at all.

Long Claw did not stay any longer.

Turned and left.

What Shu Zhan did not notice was the cruel smile on Long Claw's mouth when he turned around.

He was thinking at this time.

Even if he did not believe this very much, if there was such a possibility, he would understand why the white rat chose this unknown guy.

Although Shu Zhan, the arrogant guy, was still unwilling to take Long Claw seriously.

But it must be admitted that he would pay more attention to what Long Claw made in the future.

When he witnessed the birth of the ferocious giant rat with his own eyes.

Shu Zhan had no interest in studying the knowledge and essence behind the deformed flesh and blood, he just had a pure passion for power.

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The preparations for the sacrifice were ready.

Since Du Yuan cast the Cold Soul Bell, the sacrifices of the rats have also changed.

The major sacrificial ceremonies were moved to the moment when light and darkness alternated.

Because at this moment, the sacred bell would ring on time and be used as the opening of the sacred sacrifice.

In order to accurately calculate this time, calculate the time when the sacred bell rings.

A huge hourglass was built outside the temple.

As the hourglass was built, a flat stone wall was also erected.

When all the sand in the hourglass disappeared, it meant that the Cold Soul Bell would ring again.

A scratch would be engraved on the flat stone wall.

At this time, the priest who was guarding the hourglass had to quickly command the temple guards to turn the huge hourglass over.

A strange concept began to sprout in such a rotation.

After a long time, the rats were sure what this strange concept was.

Time.

The rat priests began to realize the existence of time.

A day began with the echoing bell, and ended with the echoing bell.

It was reflected in the passing sand.

This was a novel experience.

Even if they had long crossed the tribal era and established a huge kingdom.

But the cognition of time was not born until this moment, in the echoing bell and the passing sand.

It brought great changes to the rats.

All the processes were embedded in the concept of time that was finally recognized.

The time it took for the blood mushrooms to grow from the sacrifice.

The time it took for the rat cubs to grow.

The time it took to engrave a complete set of god patterns.

The time it took to mine a certain amount of ore.

The time it took to get from the underground rat city to the outpost.

One by one, the ripples of time were recorded on the stone slabs by the rats with crude scratches.

It was like an epiphany.

Something equally great sprouted.

Mathematics.

In order to record the passage of time and to calculate the scale of time, some simple and basic mathematical concepts began to circulate among the priests until they were spread to all parts of the rat kingdom as a novelty.

The priests in charge of logistics began to calculate the consumption rate of blood mushrooms in various places based on time.

The big claw priests no longer ran around the underground kingdom with a group of messy rats.

Based on these novel things, the time required for daily work was calculated.

Many things began to naturally take on a bit of order, compared to the past.

The chaotic logistics of the rat people were finally saved.

And all these changes were just because a concept was germinated and a basic concept of a discipline was discovered and summarized, all of which were simple and basic things.

But it was the gathering of these simple things, as the cornerstone, that could truly establish the illusory and prosperous civilization.

The level of civilization of the rat people has made slight progress.

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Today.

When the sand and gravel flowed.

Rat priests of all sizes began to gather towards the temple.

Sheng Qi was qualified to stand in the temple today, and for this, he was quite excited.

The dreams he had once dreamed of and the expectations he had for many years were all fulfilled at this moment.

He stepped carefully into the temple of the great god.

In the awe and desire of the many young rat priests surrounding the temple.

It made him more excited, especially the jealousy and envy mixed in it, which pushed the excitement to the peak.

He walked into the temple in a daze.

He stood with those senior rat priests.

Sheng Qi did not get the qualification to stand in the front row.

The reason was very simple, because Long Claws only stood in the front row of those senior priests.

The young Sheng Qi was still a little dazzled.

Until he saw Rat Zhan, surrounded by the guards, striding into the temple.

He looked arrogant.

He was competing with the senior rat priests.

Yes, Rat Zhan was not competing with a certain rat priest, but the object of his mockery was all the senior priests gathered in front of him.

Long Claws, including Sheng Qi.

But even if he was sneered, Sheng Qi still did not get rid of his silly smile. He was very satisfied and happy to be able to stand here.

Until the appearance of the white rat.

The white rat pushed the door open from outside the temple, without any crowd around him, and walked into the temple with a wooden staff, step by step towards the location of the god's altar.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

All the rat priests lowered their heads, and so did Long Claws.

Not only that, but the arrogant Rat Zhan also did the same.

Respectful look.

Sheng Qi did not lower his head.

He did not know this rule.

Facing this sudden posture, he was a little overwhelmed.

Until the white rat stood in front of the god's altar.

He calmly looked around at all the rats in front of him, without any fluctuations in his eyes, and only briefly stopped at Long Claws and Rat Zhan.

All other rats were ignored.

The rat priests did not react much to this, they had already gotten used to it.

They even wished that they would not be stared at by the high priest.

After all, being stared at by the high priest is not a good thing in most cases.

However, at this time, there was a guy who was not so experienced, who did not lower his head.

Very conspicuous, standing out from the crowd.

But still ignored by the white rat.

At this moment, a complex emotion kept rising in the heart of this young guy.

Perhaps because he raised his head, he could see the cold disregard clearly.

Sheng Qi kept looking at the white rat on the altar.

Until he was coldly looked at by the temple guard standing upright next to the white rat.

Coming to his senses, he lowered his head quickly.

Burying his head, Sheng Qi became less conspicuous among the group of senior priests, but the expression on his face was a little more unwilling.

Perhaps at this moment, Sheng Qi could feel more about the old guy who became more and more radical after leaving the underground rat city, his former teacher.

Unwilling.

Unwilling that he did not even have the qualifications to be watched.

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At the moment when the sand in the hourglass was about to run out.

The grand ceremony is about to begin, and sacrifices are being pushed onto the altar one after another. These are the guys carefully selected from the huge slaves.

The most honorable guy among them, apart from the boar priests who are still unwilling to abandon their faith when the gods of the kingdom are gone, is a young deer child with white horns, who can make people feel peaceful at first glance.

This is a precious sacrifice captured from a deer race that worships heretical gods.

A little deer blessed by nature, a little deer with auspicious breath.

It's just a pity that he was captured by the rat man.

On the altar, this young deer man stretched out his hands to the white rat that was also dressed in white not far away, with tears in his eyes.

The natural breath was released.

"Hold!"

In the unclear words, but the meaning contained in them was clearly known by all the rat priests present.

It is the natural language that is carried in the upper bloodline.

Many rat priests were curious, and their eyes were focused on the tender white deer cub.

But they were indifferent.

No rat priest made any more moves.

Death was getting closer.

Opening his hands, the tears in his eyes slowly flowed out, and his words were a little crying.

Towards the rat priests in front of him, to the indifferent white rat.

"Hold!"

Finally, the rat priests saw something more, that complex malice.

Because of the noise.

But restricted by this sacred temple, this malice could only appear in a hidden sight.

Before this sacred sacrifice began, it was necessary to wait quietly.

The noisy crying appeared, and it appeared on the white deer man who was used as a sacrifice.

But no rat man paid attention to it.

All the rat people were waiting quietly.

As the passing sand gradually became scarce, the solemn atmosphere permeated, and even the hidden sight disappeared completely.

Until the cold bell rang.

The grand sacrifice officially opened!

One after another, the sacrifices were pushed onto the altar and killed skillfully and smoothly.

Thrown into this sacred blood lake.

The white deer was just one of these sacrifices, not even the most precious sacrifice in this sacrifice.

A hideous head was pushed into the temple by Rat Zhan's guards.

The battle flag was unfurled, and in the waving of Rat Zhan, the spears in the hands of the guards slapped the shields in their hands.

Neat pace, in that special rhythm.

One thing to say, Rat Zhan really didn't like this method, just under the indifferent gaze of the white rat.

But there is no choice.

During the war dance, the dragon head in his hand was placed on the sacred altar.

He retreated angrily.

At this moment, all the rat men present held their breath.

He stared at the white rat standing in front of the altar of the gods until the white rat put down the wooden stick in his hand and knelt down in front of Du Yuan's altar.

At this time, the old mouse still had the indifference in his eyes.

Solemn, reverent, fanatical, and careful.

For crying out loud.

"Great God!"

At this moment, there was finally no need to endure any more, and all the rat men present fell to their knees.

Fanatic shouts rang out in unison.

"Great God!"

The white rat didn't talk too much about the battle, it just shouted fanatically.

All the rat men present also shouted enthusiastically.

It was like making an ordinary sacrifice, even though the scale of this sacrifice was so huge.

But it was just a fanatical cry.

He stared at Du Yuan's altar with a burning and confused gaze, at the sacred pillar carved with complicated patterns.

Preparations for this sacrifice began after the war ended.

Those slaves that the priests went to great lengths to capture were what they were meant to do.

I dare not ask for anything from the great gods.

Rat people never hesitate to sacrifice to the gods.

The sacrifices in the temple never stop.

Even if the gods cast their gaze only a few times.

But the rat people never give up.

Even if there is no oracle, this grand sacrifice will still be carried out in this temple.

Even the gods didn't notice it.

The white rat will still kneel down before the altar devoutly.

Until the gods gave an oral message in the previous paragraph.

One thing is certain.

God will definitely pay attention to it!

This is a sacrifice that the gods will definitely pay attention to!

Amidst the fanatical shouting, all the rat priests raised their heads slightly, looking at the altar of the great god in front of them with expectation and longing in their eyes.

Waiting for a miracle to appear.

On this point, even Rat Zhan has reached a consensus with the rat priests who have nothing to deal with him.

Just like he was once a temple guard, he knelt down and worshiped in the temple solemnly.

His personal guards also learned to kneel down like this.

But it was not as solemn as the rat war at all, and it was even more miserable than the rat priests, trembling all over and looking up frequently.

Fanatic, timid, and careful.

Sheng Qi was also mixed among the fanatical priests, looking longingly at the sacred altar in front of him and at the divine pillar that exuded hazy light.

In his opinion, the palace of the great god was still not as exquisite as the small temple in the outpost.

But in that small temple, it was never possible for the great god to cast his gaze.

Kneel down devoutly!

Until bits and pieces of light rose up from the pillars and altars, the great gods focused their attention.

Fanatic and crazy shouts rang out.

The humble rats never dare to ask for too much!

Just watching is enough!

"Great God! Great God!"