From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 357, Soul Engine, Ratman's New Ecology, Black Water
The protracted war began to escalate.

More were thrown into battlefields, barren mountains, and underground rat cities.

There has finally been some progress in the study of limestone.

A cylindrical object with a faint blue color came into being in the underground rat city. It was a soul engine that used those faint blue bones as power and could release energy stably. It just came into being.

It was very rough and simple, but it finally allowed the rat people to take that crucial step in the utilization of soul energy.

It also means that an independent branch has finally emerged in the rat people's engineering school.

Soul Technology.

And it's not just that.

On the same day, also in the Desolate Mountains, in the underground Rat City, the Ratman High Priest who was dealing with various forces, waited for a suitable refugee.

A big-clawed priest who was about to rot in the corner of this magnificent city rushed to Sheng Qi regardless of everything.

He looked dusty and had an indescribable stench all over his body, but he knelt down in front of Sheng Qi regardless of everything.

Not every Great Claw priest is able to lead a decent life, especially in this twisted kingdom.

The operation of a magnificent underground city is inseparable from the maintenance of the Big Claw Priests. Such a huge task is divided into delegated tasks one by one. Among these chaotic affairs, not every one can be so decent.

Blackwater, he's just a guy waiting to rot at the bottom of the city.

The Underground Rat City has undergone many major reconstructions and revisions in order to pave the way for the city's expansion and to deal with the problems encountered during the city's expansion.

This is indeed a glorious city.

However, there are countless ratmen living there, and the filth they bring is also countless.

Feces, corpses, wastewater, all kinds of things, these all need to be dealt with and handled.

Thus, an unprecedented sewage system was born in the underground rat city. Three main roads running through the entire city, plus countless sewage canals that flow into the main roads from various places, together constitute the framework of this sewage system.

How to describe this system? Each of the three main roads is wide enough to accommodate three second-generation rat warships traveling side by side.

Countless sewage, urine, feces, corpses, mixed with all kinds of imaginable and unimaginable things, flow in this sewage system that spreads throughout the underground rat city like a spider web.

Eventually it was dumped into the desert behind the barren mountains.

Obviously, the rat people have no concept of environmental protection, but in order to avoid the unspeakable stench in the water they drink, they did not hesitate to use the desert behind the desolate mountains as a sewage discharge site.

After all, what could make these unsightly filth disappear faster than a useless piece of land filled with nothing but gravel?
It seems to be gone.

The Great Claw Priest who built this system originally wanted to solve the problem of sewage discharge once and for all, and also wanted to prevent this system from quickly becoming ineffective during the subsequent expansion of the city.

A great deal of redundancy is left.

But he still underestimated the complexity of the things that would be thrown into this sewage system, and the shamelessness of his colleagues.

Since the construction of this sewage system, the underground rat city has been completely renewed. The corpses of ratmen that always appeared in the corners and dark places of the city seemed to have disappeared overnight.

It's certainly not good hygiene that has changed the rats' nature.

It's just that they found a better place for these things.

Whatever it was, it couldn't be easier than dumping it directly into this ditch.

There are corpses created by murder and robbery, some waste produced by the breeding house, abandoned rat cultivation bases created in the cultivation room, and various small items discarded.

The most outrageous ones were the big claw priests in the industrial zone.

They dug another ditch underground in the industrial zone, connecting to the sewage system and directly channeling the countless wastewaters generated during the smelting process into it.

All of this has caused the sewage system, which was originally sufficient, to become stretched to its limits, and the redundancy reserved during construction is being consumed very quickly.

As a last resort, the Ratman Council created many new positions for Big Claw Priests to maintain the sewage system which had just been built and was beginning to become congested.

There is no way. After all, the last congestion caused the overflowing sewage to flood the entire lower city area of ​​the underground rat city.

That day was a disaster.

Countless ratmen swam in the sewage flowing in the underground tunnels.

In the stench, in the unspeakable terror.

The rats floating out of the water were crowded in the sewage, like a group of wriggling maggots floating on the surface of a cesspool.

Even though the disaster was quickly settled, the underground rat city remained smelly for a long time.

During that period, the white rat's face turned green in a way that was visibly visible to the naked eye.

Undoubtedly, someone had to take the blame, and the Big Claw Priest who was in charge of the project was pushed out and beheaded in the Original Temple.

This unfortunate guy died unjustly, but he had no choice but to take the blame for what happened. After all, the people who dumped excess garbage into this sewage system were of all kinds, including almost all the ratmen groups.

The only thing we can do is to ask him to die.

Afterwards, after countless indicators were distributed and a large number of Big Claw Priests entered the system and began to maintain it, such a tragic situation never occurred again.

This sewage system has indeed brought significant changes to the rat people.

It can even be said that a brand new ecology was born in the underground rat city.

The industrial wastewater, culture media, waste nutrients, and small objects that poured recklessly into the ditches quickly brought changes to this huge sewage system and also attracted those guys wandering in the dark corners of the city to pour into this sewage system.

Various kinds of mushrooms appear in these ditches, pipes, and sewage rivers, many of which have certain value.

A light green mushroom with red spots has become a special item sought after by rat caravans recently.

Because of its special effects and uniqueness.

The rats discovered that this strange mushroom, which grows in sewage pipes and only grows in sewage pipes, not only has excellent hemostatic effects, but is also extremely delicious. Well, the latter may be a byproduct, after all, this strange mushroom is really effective in treating external injuries.

A little juice and a blood mushroom can ensure a certain chance of survival even if the stomach is ripped open.

It's incredible. In addition to this special effect, this mushroom seems to be able to grow only in ditches, pipes and rivers with sewage flowing.

Many Big Claw Priests who run grow rooms have thought about this kind of mushrooms, but no one has made any progress so far.

After being discovered by the Ratman caravans, these mushrooms quickly became popular throughout the Ratman Empire. However, there was one strange thing: the people who bought these mushrooms were generally not the Ratman mercenaries or Ratman warriors who were about to face battle, but instead the Ratman priests who were particularly eager for such mushrooms.

It’s hard to comment. No matter how delicious this mushroom is, it grows in such an environment after all.

It's not just these special mushrooms. Small discarded objects are salvaged from sewage rivers and pipes, and free iron filings are picked up with magnets. The free iron filings contained in this sewage system are somewhat excessive, coming from the industrial wastewater that continuously flows into it.

These are all valuable things.

In the Ratman Empire, those free people can still open workshops and be hired as Ratman mercenaries, but these guys at the bottom of the society are regarded as defective products, poor guys who are despised. There is nothing they can do and no chance to stand in the sun.

The birth of this sewage system attracted almost all the attention of these poor guys.

There are all kinds of ratmen who have been living tenaciously in the shadows under the long-term pursuit of the ratman mercenaries. These ratmen are outside the mainstream ratmen.

They gathered together and started a brutal war for the ditches flowing with feces and urine, and for the sewage pipes that ran through the underground rat city.

Yes, perhaps it would be more appropriate to describe this situation as war.

These guys painted various patterns on their bodies with blood, organized themselves into tribes, and carried various weapons.

They fought each other almost madly in these pipes and ditches.

During that period of time, there were several times, dozens of times more rat-man corpses than usual, floating in the sewage mixed with feces and urine, and those strange mushrooms ushered in a huge wave of prosperity.

The war lasted for quite a long time, and these barbaric and crazy guys finally divided their spheres of influence.

It also brought a variety of special mushrooms to the ratman caravans, in exchange for some pitifully few blood mushrooms and the possibility of obtaining a variety of mainstream things in the ratman empire.

Unexpectedly, these blood-stained mushrooms, these blood mushrooms obtained at the cost of countless corpses and deaths, were most often exchanged for not various weapons, armor, or food.

Instead, they were exchanged for sacrificial instruments, divine stone slabs, blood-gold seeds, and other things related to the great gods.

In the midst of endless suffering, most of these pathetic fellows have spent their entire lives huddled in the darkness of underground cities. The great god has become their unshakable pillar and their only comfort.

After all, they were not real rats, but ratmen, and had no great awareness of the guys walking in the light of this city.

They are not rats, they are also rat people.

It’s a pity that their suffering is not taken seriously.

Until the end of this brutal war, no one paid any attention to them. Apart from the mushrooms that made the Big Claw Priests particularly happy, there was nothing else that mattered to them.

Moreover, even the control over these turbid and sewage was so shaky.

The profits brought by the mushrooms attracted the rat mercenaries, and the arrival of the Big Claw Priest brought the authority of the Rat Council here as well.

But there is some good news.

This turbid sewage that caused their blood to flow was not taken seriously by the big claw priests who arrived here.

Heishui was extremely dissatisfied with his own fate.

In an internal struggle, he was defeated and was directly stuffed here, into this smelly ditch.

Even the gradually emerging benefits here made the ratman caravans deliberately stop here.

But in Heishui's view, this is just a stinking ditch, a smelly ditch flowing with stinking black water.

Even after some time had passed, he still couldn't accept the reason for his failure.

That day, he raised his head high. He thought he would get a promotion. After all, a manager who managed the upper streets disappeared. Why did he disappear? No one would care about this. A position was vacant, which meant that he had a chance to climb up.

Get out of the lower block and become a more respectable, superior Great Claw priest.

He originally thought so. After all, in this area, the only one who could compete with him was the young Big Claw Priest, and he was a fool. There was no reason for him to lose. It was absolutely impossible!
Then he just lost.

Failed for a damn, ridiculous reason.

He still remembered what that damn old guy who came down from the upper block said to him.

"It's so disgraceful for a guy who doesn't even have a name!"

That's it! That's it! He just lost, damn it, is that idiot's name decent?
That idiot is called Big Claws. Is that a decent name?
Leaving his own name vacant does not mean that he cannot get a name for himself, but it represents his ambition. Among the rat priests, if you can be given a name by a superior rat priest, then it means that the rat priest appreciates and accepts you, and it also means that you have become the one who can legitimately inherit various legacies after the death of the superior rat priest.

Of course, he had also had such a dream, longing to be appreciated by a high-ranking rat priest.

But unfortunately, what awaited me was such humiliation.

He simply could not stand such a failure, and the first moment he arrived at this smelly ditch, he gave himself a name in anger.

Black Water, he gave himself a name, just like the dark and smelly water in the flow.

There was no reason for it. In anger, he casually gave himself such a name, but so what?

Even if it is dark and smelly water, I will move forward and continue to flow.

With this thought in mind, Blackwater began his new career.

After a while, he was defeated.

In despair, he realized that if he continued to stay beside this dark, smelly water, he would also begin to rot and stink.

As a place that was almost like a detention center, he simply could not find any opportunity to climb up here.

He will rot and stink.

Until a piece of news came.

The newly appointed Ratman High Priest, Sheng Qi, is about to come to the Lower City, where he will see many Big Claw Priests and Ratman mercenaries gathered in the Lower City.

(End of this chapter)