From Skaven to God of War

Chapter 392: The Rat Strides Towards the Streetlight
After a long wandering, the uninvited guest finally arrived in this barren galaxy.

The galaxy derived from the remains of a small world occupies a very small proportion of this starry sky.

A not-so-big galaxy, a not-so-big sun, and a lonely and not-so-malicious planet.

The rat people did not really have a name for their home planet.

This group of noisy guys did not really realize the vastness of the starry sky and the role of the earth they stood on in this world.

So naturally, the naming rights will be taken by someone else first.

The edge of the universe is barren and unattractive.

According to the naming strategy of the Eldar, it is natural that this galaxy and this planet would be given an inconspicuous name.

Wasteland No. 1 Galaxy, Wasteland No. 1 Planet.

Dust 30045 Galaxy, Planet No. 30045 in Dust Galaxy.

Such an insignificant name, or even such an insignificant name does not exist.

I just have to admit that sometimes appearances can be deceiving.

The moment he entered this small galaxy, the tall captain of the Eldar reconnaissance ship was deeply shocked by the scene before him.

A faint blue comet passed in front of her.

I dare not imagine it, it is hard to describe, my mouth is wide open, I don’t know how to describe it.

You know, the Eldar Federation and that group of rude cosmic pests once fought against each other with six Ark fleets for an ether crystal the size of a reconnaissance ship, and tore apart all the stars on half of the cantilever. In that battle, the young Valkyrie was awarded the most noble Medal of the Voice of the Universe simply because she snatched an ether crystal that was slightly larger than those cosmic pests.

And my God, this ether crystal passing by her at this moment, how many sounds of the universe is it worth!
She remained silent in disbelief for a long time until something even more exaggerated appeared before her. Amid the piercing alarm sound of the star-detecting radar, a dark blue satellite appeared in front of her...

"What an exaggeration!"

The young captain muttered to himself in a low voice.

Naturally, the name of this galaxy was determined.

ether.

This galaxy with only one star and one planet was named by the Eldar, Ether, the Ether Galaxy.

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Waste Slag City, in an extremely unfair competition, Waste Slag City obtained a group of rats with rich experience in exploring the starry sky.

There were many twists and turns.

These rat priests paid a large amount of blood mushrooms in exchange for the release of their colleagues in the underground rat city.

The price of the blood mushroom was high enough to make all the ratmen breathless.

But it's all worth it.

After all, apart from the divine revelation contained in being the first to ascend to the sky, the mining of soul gems alone can bring in a huge amount of immediate returns.

That's a big payoff.

After all, in addition to the blood mushrooms, the rats are gradually becoming dependent on these faint blue stones.

Everything needs these faint blue stones. Everything will become more outstanding and powerful after adding more of these faint blue stones.

The rat people can't let it go.

Of course, even this is not enough to make these guys who value blood mushrooms more than their lives make such a decision.

Some deeper reasons may come from the ocean scam that is becoming increasingly difficult to sustain.

No matter how tenacious the sea creatures are, there are still too many rats pouring into the sea.

After years of plundering, the sea people are literally on the verge of extinction.

But this bubble built on the rich sea of ​​heresy war did not stop expanding.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that a huge shock is about to come, and the crisis and shock brought about by this ocean scam may not be any less severe than the last time.

However, the bigwigs and smart people in the Ratman Empire had no idea of ​​solving this problem at all.

However, the ratman priests of the Waste City seemed to have started to think about it and began to increase the purchase price for those Nagas, ocean murlocs, and other sea creatures, the number of which was limited.

They blow the bubble a little bigger.

Can you imagine that in the first year of the sea tribe’s invasion, those ugly ocean fishmen covered with smelly mucus were only slightly more expensive than goblins? At that time, the aftermath of the turmoil had not yet completely subsided.

The price of Goblins has reached an unprecedented high.

Two goblins and three inferior blood mushrooms.

Up to now, with the expansion and utilization of land, the price of goblins has dropped to six goblins for one inferior blood mushroom.

However, the prices of these ocean murlocs, which are not much better than goblins, began to soar.

From two inferior blood mushrooms per ocean murloc at the beginning to ten inferior blood mushrooms per ocean murloc now.

This is already an extremely high and inappropriate price. After all, no matter how rare something is, the price of inferior sacrifices such as ocean fishmen must be measured based on the proceeds from the sacrifice.

If six goblins are sacrificed, two or three inferior blood mushrooms will be born in the blood pool, which are similar to marine murlocs and goblins.

But in fact, this output will be greatly reduced, and one-third of the blood mushrooms produced by the six goblins will be intercepted by the original temple in the Desolate Mountains.

Therefore, the inferior blood mushrooms produced by six goblins can actually only be maintained at a quantity of two.

Due to this output limit, the prices offered by both the temple guards and the ratmen priests tend to be similar.

Six goblins for one blood mushroom. This price has remained the same for many years after it was determined.

To some extent, goblins are equivalent to blood mushrooms.

Three Goblins equal one Inferior Blood Mushroom.

But why do the ratmen farmers who control the most goblins give away the blood mushrooms in their hands at a price?

All we can say is that this is the source of the wealth of the ratmen priests and temple guards.

Faith tax.

Only these two groups of guys have the right to interpret the faith in the great god, so naturally, only they can interfere with the temple of the great god, and only in the temple of the great god can blood pools be built to grow blood mushrooms.

Well, even if I do nothing, I will still take half of your gains. This is reasonable, isn't it? This is reasonable!
To put it bluntly, these guys have been relying on their right to interpret their beliefs to collect taxes crazily. After understanding this, you will be able to understand why the group of rat priests suddenly followed the example of the temple guards and started promoting rat farms overnight.

Why is it that Sheng Qi, who clearly holds absolute power in the Ratman Empire, has little say and has always looked miserable over the years? After all, the most important right of the Ratman Empire as a country is to collect taxes, which has never fallen on the Ratman Parliament and Sheng Qi, but has been divided up by the temple guards and the Ratman priests.

If Du Yuan hadn't asked Xiaochun to intercept a portion of all the sacrificial ceremonies and send it to the underground rat city.

Then the Underground Rat City would have been destroyed a few years ago, leaving only the position of a faith leader.

At this time, a problem arises.

The price of goblins is so fixed, but why is the price of ocean murlocs, which are exactly the same as goblins, rising to such an exaggerated level?

In essence, ocean murlocs and goblins are of equal value.

It is one of those things that no matter how rare it is, it is impossible to cherish it too much.

After all, no matter what, three ocean fishmen are just equivalent to an inferior blood mushroom.

But such an uncharacteristic situation happened.

Now, an ordinary ocean murloc can be offered the terrifying price of ten inferior blood mushrooms.

There is no doubt that these rat priests are preparing something.

Perhaps they have no idea of ​​controlling the ocean bubble that is about to explode, but they are very keen on making a fortune by taking advantage of this crisis that is about to explode.

The price of ocean mermen did not rise at a steady pace to such an outrageous level, but it suddenly skyrocketed in a strange curve recently.

These rat priests in the Waste City are certainly not doing charity, but they are thinking about making another fortune after the bubble bursts.

This was inspired by the operations of the temple guards.

The temple guards auctioned the land, supported the rat farmers, and finally harvested the goblins raised by these rat farmers.

I can’t say that it’s a guaranteed profit, but I did make money several times.

Naturally, the rat priests would be jealous, but no matter how jealous they were, when they wanted to imitate, they suddenly discovered that the temple guards who had spared no expense in using blood mushrooms to maintain their army during several wars and that peace turmoil and had successfully won over the rat lords had undoubtedly become the largest landlords in the Rat Empire.

There is no vacant space on either the main continent or the subcontinent.

The ratman priest in the Waste City set his sights on the boundless ocean and saw a suitable example in the ocean murloc.

Of course, many problems remain unsolved if you really want to raise these slimy and disgusting creatures.

After all, the sea is too vast, and it is not the home ground of the ratmen. If you don't keep an eye on it for a long time, even if you really release the ocean fishmen, they will probably disappear in an instant.

But it’s not a big problem, these guys are not here to make long-term profits.

Although this march toward the sea was just a bubble that was constantly blown up, it did create a group of relatively wealthy guys.

The ratman priests in the Waste City are targeting this group of guys.

Push up the price of Ocean Murloc before the bubble bursts, until the bubble bursts, when chaos and panic begin to spread, and these guys don't know what to do in panic.

The bait they throw out will become extremely conspicuous.

In that high acquisition price for the ocean fishmen.

They will divide up pieces of sea area and auction them off under the name of ocean farms, just like the temple guards.

Of course, they are not sure whether they can make money in this way.

Although each of these guys has the potential to become a street lamp, the history of the Ratman Empire is still too short.

These guys can only try by searching.

This was a gamble that came up on the spur of the moment. Several rat-men priests who thought they could make a fortune joined together to weave a not-so-detailed network.

Whether or not you can catch fish depends on the direction of the bubble after it bursts.

It was just a small attempt by a few ratmen priests in their spare time.

And now the real heavy-duty attempts are still underway.

These guys want to monopolize the Soul Gems that fall from the sky, or more directly, they want to control and mine the Death Comet and the Soul Moon.

In a very short period of time, the greed that was released from the cage expanded to an unprecedented level.

To achieve this, one needs to be one step ahead of all ratmen in the exploration of the starry sky.

From the moment this idea came up to the moment this group of guys reached a consensus after pulling each other apart.

You can see the process of Waste City going from being uninterested in investing blood mushrooms in starry sky exploration at the beginning to becoming excited and starting to invest with all its might and using various means to accelerate the process.

And they did it.

After mobilizing a huge number of blood mushrooms and adopting two methods at the same time: cheating and simply and crudely using the blood mushrooms to smash the target.

A large number of Big Claw Priests who are familiar with rockets came to the Waste City either voluntarily or were forced to do so.

Between the two paths of magic engine and fossil energy, the ratman priests of Waste City chose the path that was currently progressing the fastest without hesitation.

After all, efficiency is everything.

After the giant blood mushroom was smashed down, the progress advanced by leaps and bounds. With the help of this group of rat priests, the first step worthy of being engraved was about to be taken.

The test launch was widely publicized.

It takes place in the center of the Waste City.

The Big Claw Priests were somewhat dissatisfied with this. After all, according to their calculations, the best test launch had been placed on the dead oak tree in the rolling hills.

The ratmen priests did not take the Big Claw priest's dissatisfaction seriously. After all, no matter how dissatisfied they were, could it compare to the ratmen's first exploration of the starry sky and embracing the revelation of the great gods, or the reputation and benefits brought by this incident in the Waste City?
After throwing out a large number of blood mushrooms, any dissatisfaction was quickly resolved.

Of course, in order to ensure that this attempt can proceed smoothly.

Some necessary modifications were also carried out on the experimental rocket.

After all, the venue has changed.

Thicker, bigger, more fuel-efficient, and with some secret formula.

The ground Soul Stone powder will be mixed into the rocket's fuel to bring even more violent thrust.

Although this will greatly increase the instability of the experimental rocket, it doesn't matter. For the sake of these blood mushrooms, an explosion is an explosion.

The worst that could happen is adding a little more explosives. As long as it can fly up, it will explode.

With this mentality, the Ratman Priest and the Big Claw Priest started a big gamble together.

(End of this chapter)