Chapter 22: plague mouse and crazy dog part 1

Picking up the half-burned fragrant wood, I keep on going. Soon I hear a voice sounds like squeak. My hair immediately prickled with fear, I am so familiar with this voice and I know that it is the most tenacious enemy humans ever met: the mouse! Though there have been several large "mice-control actions" in those years, this creatures were never completely extinct.

The breeding ability of mouse is known around the world, I can bet there are uncountable mice here even though I can see nothing in the dark. Jesus, just thinking of it is unbearable.

After a few more steps, I am able to see hundreds of thousands of little green pieces of lights on the ground clearly, which makes me feet weak. And the squealing of mice also let my head blow up.

Now I truly admire Tiger King's team for breaking through so many enemies. On this condition, I have no reasons to stop here. I calm down my mind and take out some materials from my bag.

Firstly I select some pieces of Bright Mong Skins. This time I wear them inside the equipment to avoid being bit by the mice. Though these mice are only level 1 and have very low attack, I am pretty they bring Yesinia pasties because of the Devil God of Disease. The Plague killed hundreds of millions of people in the history, because it spread through the mice's saliva and flea living on their body. So I have to use Bright Mong Skins to protect my face and hands.

Then I move away the heads of a few spears and tie them on my hands and feet. I picked up those before I left the temple of the Devil God of Taming Monsters. Actually, I picked up lots of things at that time to pay the debt.

After that I begin to roast meat with magic flame. The crowd of mice is attracted by the smell, I throw the meat to two sides of the mice and then step into the crowd with help of those spears carefully: I treat them as walking sticks.

This is a hard work. I have never walked in such a way, only saw it on TV and books. I have to be very careful and crawl like a animal slowly, or the stick may click on a mouse and make me slip.

Glimpsing around, I am shocked that the meat has already gone. It is both because the rules of the game is let them to attack players and they smell my fresh meat, all mice are coming to me now.

The mice begin to bite my sticks, it sounds annoying. In spite of unlimited dying experience in the game world, I still can't accept dying because of mice biting. I make a decision that I will suicide immediately if I fall into the mice crowd.

The mice gather together. Those coming later step on the ones before them to get closer to me. At last I use Fireball to kill a lot of mice and handle this eventually. However, now the lack of Mana Potion requires me not to use magic unless the condition is very urgent.

I don't know how long it takes me to walk away from the mice, but the sticks have been bit so deep that there are clear traces on them. The teeth of mice seem good as wellanyway I don't dare to be back again.

I continue the tour. Suddenly I saw two men lie in the corner of the cave, so I move close to them slowly and hear two low groans.

I am surprised. Quickly step forward, I recognize that they are two Aimans, whose properties read "Herds of Aima Tribe". We usually called them He and Jack since they actually are low-level NPC without names.

He looks at me, suddenly waves his bow to push me back. "Don't get close to us, wewe are sick." He says in a husky voice.

I am in a daze as well as deep sorrow. "How did you get sick? Lunar Dance couldn't heal you either?"

One of them speaks painfully: "Yes, all efforts are useless. At first they didn't want to leave us behind, but we knew this disease would infect them, so we threatened them away with our life"

From his off and on description, I am aware of their experience.

When Tiger King and the old patriarch and other teammates came to here, they were out of methods as well. Finally they killed the king of mice found by Tiger King's Night Eye with the patriarch's sorcery and five archers attacking at the same time. The mice were in a mess at once. During this time, the patriarch made a soil bridge by Soil Wall and they quickly went through.