Over the next few days, Meng Chao focused on helping Ice Storm build a brand new one-hundred-man fighting squad.
The benefit of being honest with the Snow Leopard Female Warrior was that he obtained the cultivation resources he had been dreaming of.
Aside from the standard deep-fried Mandala Fruit dipped in condensed milk, he could also eat a Golden Fruit and five kilograms of totem beast flesh every day.
This was great for him to heal his injuries and recover his fighting strength.
Ice Storm also generously gave him half a Coke bottle, the Steel Medicine he won from the Iron Skin Family, and a totem beast core.
Even though Meng Chao had seen the Origins Warriors' savage and pathetic appearance, he did not dare to recklessly swallow the totem beast core.
But when he held it in his palm and studied it day and night, he used his vitality magnetic field to sense the subtle ripples in the depths of the core, which allowed him to gain a deeper understanding of the source of power in the Turan civilization.
Of course, all of this came with a condition.
The condition was that Meng Chao had to teach Ice Storm the force execution techniques and spirit energy martial arts that were of a higher level than what the rat people learned.
After Meng Chao exposed part of her secrets, the Snow Leopard Female Warrior felt like she had no choice but to give up.
She no longer bothered about Meng Chao's identity. As long as he could help her become stronger, it would be fine.
In any case, in Turan Lake, as long as one's fist was big enough, they could solve 99% of the problems.
Meng Chao welcomed Ice Storm, who humbly asked for guidance.
He was not afraid of anyone learning Dragon City's martial arts in secret.
After all, the unique Dragon City martial arts were closely related to modern industrial systems, resource gathering systems, education and training models, life sciences, gene modification technology, ancient runic symbol research, and so on.
If he wanted to cultivate Dragon City's martial arts to the peak, he had to accept Dragon City's culture, industry, and society, which was Earth.
Or, he had to obtain the full support of Dragon City's civilization.
Then, Dragon City would have a stranglehold over his neck.
Either way, it would not be bad for Dragon City.
Moreover, the truly powerful Martial Dao had always been tempered through sparring and exchanging pointers.
Meng Chao carefully chose a few martial arts he learned from the Red Dragon Army, Ghost Tribe, and Battle God Lei Zongchao. They focused on lightness, agility, speed, and assassination, and he demonstrated them to Ice Storm.
His fighting style was completely different from that of the Turan warriors. Ice Storm's eyes widened, and she gasped in amazement.
Of course, the ace of the Blood Skull Coliseum also used his rich experience to give Meng Chao a lot of suggestions.
After Meng Chao thought about it carefully, he felt as if he had found a whole new world, and he was enlightened.
After sparring day and night, the two of them had built up a tacit understanding between them.
The hailstorm also confirmed that Meng Chao was definitely not a spy from the Land of Holy Light.
In his previous life, Dragon City was a member of the Chaos Faction.
The ones who had a closer relationship with Dragon City were the high-grade orcs, abyssal demons, tomb liches, undying skeletons, and other "allies".
In the future, Dragon City's martial arts would be built on the foundation of absorbing the fighting skills of their allies. They would learn from each other's strengths to make up for their weaknesses, and they would strive for perfection.
This was completely different from the Holy Light Faction, which looked down on the strength of the physical body and placed more emphasis on the cultivation of the soul, as well as the coordination of martial arts and magic.
"Even if that black-haired and black-eyed fellow isn't from the Turan Tribe, at the very least, he's not from the Holy Light Tribe. In fact, he's most likely an enemy of the Holy Light Tribe."
Hailstorm, who was so attracted by Dragon City's martial arts that she gasped in admiration, used this reason to convince herself.
She turned a blind eye to Meng Chao's sneaky actions.
In fact, she even gave him a badge and granted him authority that far surpassed that of a normal house rat soldier.
In other people's eyes, the black-haired, black-eyed, ugly rat seemed to have become the favorite subordinate of the cold, ace gladiator.
"Mister Hailstorm, I still don't suggest that you choose the brawny fellows from the training camp for the new batch of slave soldiers," Meng Chao said to Hailstorm.
"If you want to win consecutively, why don't you try the rats who are injured and crippled in the arena? They can only serve as laborers."
He did not lie to the Snow Leopard Female Warrior.
The rule in the coliseum was that as long as a rat citizen used blood and severed limbs to prove his courage in the arena, the coliseum would give him a job so that he could survive.
The coliseum would give him a job so that he could survive.
Even though most of the jobs involved beating the drums by the arena, cleaning the spectator seats, providing food for thousands of gladiators and slave soldiers, taking care of totem beasts, cleaning the sewers, and so on, they were dirty, tiring, and a certain degree of danger.
But it was still better than being sent to a refinery and dying of exhaustion by a furnace that was more than one thousand degrees Celsius hot.
It would be better if they were chased out of Black Corner City and starved to death in the wild where they could not harvest anything.
When weapons flashed in the arena and a fierce fight broke out, no one paid attention to the inconspicuous rat laborers.
But Meng Chao knew their value.
Compared to the sturdy rat citizens who had just crawled out of the underground prison and had yet to get used to their new identities, the laborers who were relatively thin and even had missing limbs already had valuable experience of surviving a disaster in the arena.
Besides, they had surrounded the arena countless times and endured the suffocating pressure when the totem warriors released their full strength.
They also had to constantly pay attention to their surroundings so that when the totem warriors got into a frenzy and destroyed the entire arena, they could be one step ahead and flee. That was the only way they could save their lives.
It could be said that all the rat laborers who had struggled to survive until this day despite missing limbs were equivalent to veterans from the Red Dragon Army who had gone through hundreds of battles.
If eight or ten of these veteran veterans were placed in a one-hundred-man squad, their experience and mental fortitude would definitely bring immeasurable contributions to the entire squad.
Meng Chao could vaguely remember that during the middle and later stage of the Other World War in his previous life, the high-grade orcs had learned from Dragon City's army's experience of placing a lot of disabled warriors who they had not paid much attention to in the past.
Just as he expected, the increase in their fighting strength brought about an unexpected effect.
Unfortunately, at that time, the chaos faction was already gone.
This sort of minor innovation could not stop their destruction.
This time, Meng Chao hoped that by creating a model fighting squad or even a model fighting gang for Ice Storm more than ten years ahead of time, he could make the high-grade orcs start thinking about how to form a modern army and how to fight a modern war that would sweep through the entire world and encompass the sea, land, air, and space.
Of course, he had his own goals.
Ever since he managed to get rid of Poison Sting while tens of thousands of spectators cried out in surprise.
This was especially so when he ignored the Iron Skin Family's anger and tore apart Million Steam Hammer's breastplate.
Ice Storm swept away the gloom of losing the first three fights and became one of the four aces in Blood Skull Coliseum. He became one of the most popular people among the four aces in Blood Skull Coliseum.
The Turanians respected the strong.
This was especially so for lone warriors like Ice Storm, who dared to challenge the rich families with their own strength.
Meng Chao used his status as the Ice Queen's favorite to intimidate others, and his status as the Ice Queen's favorite brought him great convenience.
He could use the excuse of choosing new soldiers among the laborers to go to every corner of Blood Skull Coliseum.
Over the past few days, he managed to find a few suitable new soldiers.
But his greatest reward was that he managed to draw a detailed map of Blood Skull Coliseum and the terrain around it in his mind.
He also became friends with quite a number of rat laborers.
No matter how stable the work these rat people did was, in the end, they could not see the slightest possibility of changing their fates. They were existences akin to ants.
Now, Meng Chao gave them hope to become servant soldiers again and join the fight to obtain even greater glory.
There was no way they would not be overjoyed and grateful to Meng Chao.
Meng Chao used the methods he learned from Black Skull Coliseum's training camp in his previous life.
He was not stingy with the resources he got from Ice Storm.
Soon, he became friends with the rat laborers and became brothers who had been separated from each other for years.
The laborers were not very good in terms of fighting strength.
But since they were able to survive until this day in Blood Skull Coliseum, where there were many powerful people and where the ill-tempered warriors ran amok, they had their own way of survival.
They were also familiar with all sorts of gossip. To others, gossip was worthless, but to Meng Chao, it was priceless.
Through what seemed like a normal conversation, Meng Chao formed the full picture of Blood Skull Coliseum, the distribution of power in Black Corner City, the grudges between the families, and the conflicts between the military nobles in Black Corner City and the local leaders of the settlements.
"Blood Skull Coliseum is not just a place to watch fights, it's also an important base for the Blood Hoof Family to recruit soldiers, expand their influence, and draw the local factions to their side.
"To get more wandering warriors from other clans like Ice Storm and obtain the support of the local factions to maintain their status as the leader of the Blood Hoof Family, the Blood Hoof Family has poured an astronomical amount of resources into this place.
"From the Mandala Fruits that fill up the entire warehouse, totem beasts' flesh and blood, living and half-tamed totem beasts, all sorts of secret medicine that has been passed down for one thousand years, and totem armor that has gone through more than one hundred masters and contains endless killing intent, you can find everything here.
"As long as you pass the trial of the coliseum and are willing to serve the Blood Hoof Family, even the rat laborers can enjoy the most abundant resources.
"Unfortunately …
"There's no possibility of negotiation, trade, or compromise between me and the Blood Hoof Family.
"Based on my previous life's experience, it's very difficult for the Blood Hoof Family and even the entire Blood Hoof Family to become the force of power that can pull Dragon City and the Tulan civilization out of the pit of fire.
"Then, I'll have to find another path.
"It's not a problem for me to sneak into the warehouse and get a few cultivation resources.
"No matter what, it's the level of defense from the era of the clans. No matter how heavily guarded it is, to a Ghost Assassin, it's still full of holes.
"The problem is, I only have two shoulders and a pair of hands. At most, I can only carry one hundred and fifty kilograms of totem beast flesh. I won't be able to eat it for a few days, and I won't be able to level up a few levels!
"And I haven't even considered the problem of the one hundred and fifty kilograms of totem beast flesh!
"No, the spirit energy contained in a single unit of totem beast flesh is too weak. It's not worth it for me to take action.
"Either I don't do it, or I do it big.
"My targets can only be the core of the totem beast, which contains rampaging spirit energy and mysterious power, as well as the ancient totem armor fragments that are enshrined in the Blood Skull Temple and are surrounded by endless killing intent!
"The security forces guarding these precious resources are not something that I can deal with right now.
"I have to recover my fighting power at Heaven Realm and get at least half a totem armor …"
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