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Chapter 1435 1432. The ratmen can’t eat enough, and the bugs can’t be killed. This wave is a victory for Ratatouille!

Hei Pu Sen finally shouted out the first wave of blessings from the Big Stomach Rat. It felt much better after holding it in for the entire journey and finally shouting it out.

There was nothing difficult to understand about its language itself, but the information contained in it made all the ratmen present stunned. Not only them, but also the players who followed Murphy into the city started to make noise.

How smart are the players?
After hearing what Black Pusen shouted, they immediately realized that Lord Murphy was planning to "drive the tiger to devour the wolf", using food as bait to lure the ratmen to attack the insect swarm. The sparks that could be produced by the collision between the two races that rely on numbers as their basis would definitely shake the war situation of the entire continent.

Admittedly, the ratmen's poor fighting ability makes it difficult to compete with the elite vanguard of the Zerg, but their military force can easily bully the astonishing number of worker insects in the Zerg nest, which serve as the foundation of the Zerg sea.

"No! I don't believe it!"

It was still Manus Plagueclaw. This giant rat man was indeed stupid, but he had his own way of thinking. He jumped up and roared:
"I have tasted the insects myself, and it is not like that at all! After cracking open the shell, the insect meat is covered with disgusting mucus, and the smell of it will make the rat people feel sick and want to vomit. The meat is even more astringent and hard to swallow.

Bug meat is not the same thing as the jerky I eat!

Hei Pusen, you liar are deceiving us!"

"Haha, truth is never afraid of refutation, and the wonderful knowledge bestowed by the great saint by the Big Stomach Rat is like real gold that is not afraid of fire!"

Black Pusen jumped onto the stone in a very proud manner, waving the Black God's Staff and screaming:
“Hei Pusen knows that you don’t believe it, because your ignorant brains are simply incapable of understanding the love that the Big Stomach Rat has for our people. Your pathetic hearts have never been nurtured by devout faith, which has made you degenerate and barbaric!
But it doesn't matter.

As the chosen one of the Black God, Hei Pusen is willing to prove the Black God's greatness and mercy to you and even to the ratmen in the entire Mejwa Hive!
Manus, since you don't believe in the gift of the Big Stomach Rat, then you should go catch a few bugs yourself and have the Big Stomach Rat's cooking envoy cook them in front of the ratmen in the entire city! The servants of the great saint will prove the power of the Big Stomach Rat with facts!"

"Okay! Let's go. There are a lot of bugs in the Eternal Rift."

Manus Plagueclaw also had a hot temper. When provoked by Black Servant, he immediately stood up and went to grab the "ingredients". The other three warlords looked at each other and stood up to prepare to catch their own insects to witness the miracle bestowed by the Big Stomach Rat and the Black God.

Seriously, if the Big-Gorged Rat can really turn bugs into delicious food for the rat-men and feed all the rats in the world, then it is not unacceptable to dedicate everything to such a benevolent god.

But before they left, Star Soul Eagle stepped forward and said:
“The recipe that I and my family elders developed”

"cough cough"

Murphy suddenly coughed, interrupting the Star Soul Eagle's description, and glared at him fiercely. The chef immediately changed his words and said:

"What I mean is that the insect swarm diet inspired by the Great Big Stomach Rat in his dream does not only include the meat of worker insects. You'd better catch some soldier insects. It would be even better if you can catch elite insects!"

"Huh? Elite bug?"

The Skaven warlord Manus roared while waving his hammer:
"I think you just want us to die! That's not an enemy the ratmen can handle."

"However, there are indeed three dishes in the Big Stomach Rat's menu that require the spinal fluid, upper brain, and ribs of elite bugs to be prepared."

The Star Soul Eagle was not very skilled at playing tricks the first time, but he soon found the feeling and said confidently:
"The Big Stomach Rat calls it the 'Warrior's Holy Communion'! Naturally, it is a delicacy that only the bravest rats are qualified to taste. In fact, the Big Stomach Rat's recipe has a total of 23 dishes. What you just ate was just the dried insect meat and leftovers from the cooking process of the 'Holy Communion'.

This is no ordinary cooking, my Lords.

This is the ritual of the Big Gorgon!

Do you understand?

Just like the elves kneeling before the Lady of the Abyss, the Big Gorgon also has its own ritual of faith. In the collision of fire and food, the escaping aroma is the Big Gorgon's oracle, and the fried dishes are the Big Gorgon's holy sound.

If you don't believe it, we foreigners can also capture the elite bugs on your behalf and cook the holy communion, but you will not be eligible to enjoy it.

Because the Big Stomach Rat will not allow those unearned ratmen to steal the taste of glory."

"Ah, yes! Yes, that's it! That's what the Rat-Gorgon said."

The extraordinary performance of the Star Soul Eagle made Black Servant stunned, but he quickly reacted and immediately recorded this in the "Sacred Words of the Big Stomach Rat". He said loudly:
"The Big Stomach Rat hopes to see every ratman hunt for his own dinner by himself or with others. Those lazy ratmen deserve to starve to death! They are not the people of the Big Stomach Rat!"

The two guys sang the same tune, which stunned the rat warlords in front of them. They felt that things were not that simple, but since Hei Pu Sen dared to guarantee with his life and the "great saint" who gave them freedom was willing to stand up, the rats decided to give it a try.

Anyway, if it was fake, the rat man's situation wouldn't be any worse.

But if it's true
Then the rat people who are always hungry are truly blessed.

Murphy and his players were left in the ruins of the temple waiting for the food to be delivered. Looking at the ratmen who were leaving to catch insects, Murphy turned his head and looked at the Star Soul Eagle and said:

"How difficult is it to make these foods made from insects?"

"It's not difficult, Master Murphy."

The chef had just had a taste of being a "God's Messenger" and was enjoying it. When he heard Murphy's question, he immediately replied:

"My three elders and I have designed 23 dishes using various parts of insects over the past period of time. All of them are prepared according to your requirements using the simplest methods and the most easily available ingredients.

This will certainly reduce the deliciousness of insect dishes, but it does make them a "home-cooked dish" that even rat people can learn to cook.

Take the dried meat of the worker insect legs for example. You just need to wash it clean of the mucus and then apply the alchemist's herbs. Let it air-dry overnight, simmer it over low heat, sprinkle with salt, and then dry it before eating.

Please try it."

Star Soul Eagle took out a few pieces of jerky and shared them with Murphy, Tracy, Adele and others. The ladies were hesitant about whether to taste this outrageous food, but Murphy took a bite of the jerky without any psychological pressure.

Well, it tastes salty and fragrant with a slight herbal flavor that covers up the fishy smell of insect meat. It’s not delicious, but it’s definitely not bad.

If he thinks this thing is not bad, then the rats will definitely be happy to accept such dry food.

Other players rushed over to take the insect jerky from the Star Soul Eagle and kept making various gourmet remarks. The chef looked at Murphy nervously. After eating the jerky, the Vampire Governor patted him on the shoulder and whispered:

“Please ask Tritan to send your three elders over here!
You all helped Black Servant to prepare this 'Big Stomach Rat Holy Communion'. You should understand the significance of the ratmen's participation in the war against the locust plague. If this is accomplished, it will be a great achievement for you. If you want any reward, just ask. As long as it is something in the vampire's treasury, we can give it to you."
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The chef Xinghunzhiying comes from a culinary family, and his three family members are all genuine chefs. However, perhaps because the chefs' mental states are generally strange, the IDs of these three elders are a bit confusing.

The chef named "The Old Master of China" is the grandfather of Star Soul Eagle who has been retired for many years.

The old uncle named "Eight Star Gun Ryan" is his uncle, currently serving as the executive chef of the ancestral hotel. The name is obviously a strange ID that only a middle-aged cyberman would come up with.

The last younger guy is called "Steel Dust", the cousin of the chef. Well, it seems that if you want to become a good chef, you must watch the legendary cartoon.

Four professional chefs were preparing the "Holy Sacrifice of the Big Gorgons" in the ruins of the temple in the Ratman City, and the players who liked to join in the fun heard about this and came to help spontaneously. The principle of strength in numbers is universal in every world. Not only did they build a stove, they even cleaned up the poor environment around the temple.

When the four rat warlords each returned to the hive with the hunted insects, what caught their eyes were four foreigners wearing white chefs' uniforms who were waiting there for battle.

Well, in this case, they should be called "the cooking gods of big stomach rats".

In order to make the argument more convincing, the holy emblem and symbols of the Big Stomach Rat were printed on the back of the uniforms of the four chefs. These were all prepared in advance by the cunning Black Servant.

The chefs didn't waste any time. They took the tied-up worker insects and the soldier insects and started to prepare the food. The three "old masters" were not good at fighting, but they had the help of T0 players who came to join in the fun. They dragged the elite insect over and dismembered it in no time. They also took out several things from the elite insect's body that were used as ingredients according to the instructions of the steel stick scraps.

The other three cooks processed the worker insects faster. They instructed Xiao Weiming to knock open the worker insects' legs and placed the newly dug out insect eyes in special containers. Star Soul Eagle also set up a barbecue rack to process some of the insects' usable internal organs.

Murphy was also watching this noisy alien version of the Little Chef.

He keenly noticed that the four chefs would use some alchemical items with very special flavors when processing the corrosive and toxic insect meat, which were probably equivalent to seasonings such as onions, ginger and garlic. Cui Si beside him was an absolute master in the field of alchemy. She just took the bottle and sniffed it, and accurately reported the composition of these alchemical solutions.

Not only that, but Tris found it very interesting to cook with insects, so she took the initiative to help the chefs improve the alchemical solution they used, making it more effective in removing fishy smells and stabilizing meat quality.

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Xiao Ashina, who saw it, called it an "alien additive"!
Well, now it’s not about technology and hard work, now it’s about magic and hard work.

Soon, the first dish was ready.

The old boss personally brought the soup to the four rat warlords in a large plate. Some greasy worker insect meat was floating in it. The fattest parts were selected and seasoned, and some plant roots were added to make a stew, garnished with very vivid chopped green onions.

Originally, chopsticks were prepared for the rats, but after seeing their claws, the old Chinese chef waved his hand with disgust and asked his grandson to replace them with knives, forks and spoons. Then he stood aside with his hands behind his back, waiting for the rat warlord to comment on his cooking skills.

This is the absolute confidence of an old chef who has participated in state banquets.

The rat warlords looked at each other, but no one took the initiative to taste it.

To be honest, there's really no need to taste it at this point.

They saw with their own eyes that the insects they caught were transformed into delicious dishes by the four "big stomach gods". There were at least seven dishes waiting to be served on the stove not far away. Not to mention how they tasted, the rich aroma alone was enough to make the rats surrounding the temple restless.

This thing is definitely edible!

And you know it will taste good just by looking at the appearance!
Amid the strange comments of "it's a pity that it doesn't glow" from the players, Hei Pu Sen picked up the spoon and scooped a spoonful of the stew in front of him into his mouth. The delicious food almost made Shushu's taste buds disordered at this moment. He couldn't think of any adjective to describe his taste, so he knelt down in front of the dining table with a solemn face in an attitude of seven parts piety and three parts disguise, and sang praises to the gift of the big stomach rat in a mysterious way, and took the opportunity to feast on the food.

Under Tris's arrangement, the players distributed the remaining locust stew in small bowls to the rat officers around the temple, claiming that this was a miracle of the Big Eater Rat.

These ratmen did not have the worries of their own warlord chiefs. They were eager to taste it after getting it, and then they were shocked by the deliciousness of the holy communion bestowed by the Black God.

They watched the dishes being placed on the tables of the warlords, and watched the hideous insects being transformed into wonderful things under the control of the Big Stomach God. Even though the rats were not good at thinking, they could clearly realize that the mysterious Black Servant really brought them very spectacular power.

From then on, the rat people had one more thing to eat.

The best part is that these bugs are now all over the continent, and with the help of the Big Stomach Rat, only the ratmen can turn them into nutrients to strengthen themselves.

Ah, the big-eating rat god who can keep the rat people full.

yes! yes!

"boom"

After a very eye-catching and intense cooking, the 23rd dish of the Big Stomach Rat Communion, and also the last and most exaggerated "Warrior Communion" - grilled insect steaks, was carried by two burly men, Niu Niu and Giant Shark, on the left and right and placed in the middle of the dining table.

The hot aroma and sizzling fat from the whole-cut elite bug grilled ribs made Murphy swallow his saliva.

A table full of dishes made by four "big stomach gods" were laid out there. Their richness even surpassed a simple dinner. They were more like a shrine of faith that exuded fragrance.

In front of the fully-filled dining table, the half-full Black Pusen wiped the oil from the corners of his mouth, then raised the Black God's Staff and shouted:

"Praise the Black God! The big-mouthed rats have turned our enemies into our food! Hungry rats, convert to the true faith! This is a god who can fill your stomach, a god who can let you taste all the flavors of the world.

This is the god of the rat people!

This is the only lord of the rat people!
He watches over us, He feeds us, He protects us, He walks among us, Praise the Big Stomach Rat before every meal."

"Praise the Big Stomach Rat!"

A ratman officer who was looking at the scraps and bones of the grilled ribs with his mouth full of oil shouted.

Perhaps it was enjoying the food so much that it forgot about its mind for a moment. After it shouted, it found that there was silence all around it, and its warlord was staring at it with murderous eyes.

The rat officer was terrified.

It thought it had its last meal, but the next second, more ratmen raised their hands and screamed, following Black Servant's actions.

They have been hungry for too long, and finally a great being is willing to satisfy the rat people's most primitive desires.

If you see the Black God, why don’t you worship him?
They screamed with excitement, and the staff of the Black God in Black Servant's hand was also covered with a dim light. Finally, under Murphy's meaningful gaze as he held the hilt of the knife, the four rat warlords at the table had to join in the carnival of praise.

They were no longer restrained and devoured the holy meal of the big-mouthed rat with big mouthfuls.

The delicious and spicy food seemed to give them strength, making them forget the hardships of their lives as rats and immerse themselves in the satisfaction and comfort of eating.

The bones soaked in soup were divided, the stewed meat was also divided and eaten, and the insect eggs made into jelly were given to the black claws. The Eucharist eventually turned into a carnival, and all the diners felt satisfied.

Ah, the great-gluttonous rat who gives the Holy Communion!
Yes! Yes!

(End of this chapter)