"What am I thinking? These skeletal warriors, apart from being mere porters, are even less useful than construction workers!" Night Sanging patted his head.
Now, there are no monsters around that need to be killed, even if he changes into a lot of skeleton warriors, it's useless.
"Better start digging a pit first..."
After some thought, Night Sanging began to look for a place to use as a breeding ground for magic rats. Unable to think of a better style for the moment, he decided to go with the one Old Jiang had suggested.
However, it seemed that his stomping around disturbed Bede, who was busy teasing the magic rats. Bede stood up angrily and snorted, "What are you doing? You've disturbed my experiment!"
Night Sanging lowered his head to continue finding a suitable place, not bothering to lift his head and said, "Preparing to build a rat house, need a place to raise magic rats, right?"
"Build a rat house?" Bede was stunned for a moment. "With me around, why bother building a rat house?"
"You? Can you dig holes?" Night Sanging asked in surprise.
The skills of succubi are truly unfathomable; they can even dig holes?
"Foolish boss! I have this!" Bede pointed to the innate magic crystal on her neck.
Night Sanging was momentarily stunned, then suddenly had a flash of insight. "You mean?"
Bede gave him a white eye and didn't say anything. She pointed her finger at the magic crystal, and a palm-sized black mist sprayed out from the magic crystal. It instantly turned into a black gas cloud with dimensions of fifty meters in length, width, and height.
"Here, remember when I told you? Once you go in under the legend of the magic created by the innate magic energy, you can't get out. These magic rats are nothing; you can trap as many as you want."
Night Sanging widened his eyes. "I thought you were bragging. With your current apprentice-level strength, you can control those below the legend. Why do you need to self-harm to retreat from magic?"
Bede blushed, "That... cough!"
"The larger the range of this innate magic energy, the weaker the effect. I said it's no problem for the legend, just that the range is slightly smaller."
"How small?" Night Sanging pointed to the black mist. "Is it that small?"
"A bit smaller than that."
Bede turned her face away, stretched out her finger to compare, and said weakly, "Probably... that size."
"Size?!"
Night Sanging looked at the small circle circled by Bede's finger, which was not much larger than a fingernail, and rolled his eyes.
This is still supposed to trap legendary powerhouses? Is this treating them like ants?
"What's with that look? Anyway, it's no problem for trapping your magic rats!"
Bede pouted, "Do you want it or not? If not, I'll withdraw!"
"Wanted, of course! Only an idiot wouldn't want it!" Night Sanging put on a smiling face.
Although a bit disappointed with Bede's exaggeration, as she said, this magic mist cage is more than enough to trap magic rats, saving him the trouble of digging pits.
"But just trapping magic rats is not enough. I also need to feed and slaughter them. If I go in like this, won't I be beaten up by a group of magic rats?" Night Sanging frowned.
One or two magic rats he wasn't afraid of, but if it was a group, he would be delivering himself as food.
"This is simple."
Bede pulled the mist into a large and a small mass, then slapped the mist, and two "pancakes" appeared in front of her.
With her hands constantly kneading the mist as if kneading dough in the air, the two masses of mist changed. In the end, they were molded by her into a cage with dimensions of one hundred meters in length, five meters in height, and a small semicircular cover.
Finally, with a flip of her hand, the semicircle covered the square, and a magic rat breeding ground was built.
"Done!" Bede proudly raised her head.
"Perfect, isn't it?" Night Sanging nodded in admiration.
Appearance-wise, there was no problem at all. There were even doors and windows, and he could control and change the location at any time. It was like a magical house made of clouds.
Now he didn't have to rack his brains to decide the orientation; just throw it wherever he wanted, and if he wasn't satisfied, he could let Bede move it later.
"You've worked hard! Thanks for your contribution to this big family!"
Shaking hands warmly with Bede, Night Sanging said with a smiling face, "Keep up the good work, and I'll remember your contribution!"
Bede gave him a white eye, rubbed her sore fingers, and went back to deal with her magic rat experiment.
Night Sanging, satisfied, circled the rat house once again, patted it, then turned around and came to the stinky corpse farm.
The cat hasn't been petted today!
Cough! Just kidding!
After the strange cat was awakened by the Judgment Knight, Night Sanging didn't have time to observe it carefully. Actually, it was mainly because he felt a little empty.
The freezing feeling of the soul when the black cat opened its eyes before still lingered in his mind. He always felt that this cat couldn't have regressed into a harmless house cat so easily.
Of course, whether it is or not, he has to try it himself.
"Hope it's not a trial and death..."
After muttering a sentence, Night Sanging first went to Old Guo to grab a bowl of milk before squatting in front of the cat cage and beckoning to the white cat that had been staring at him.
"Are you hungry? I'll treat you to milk."
The white cat turned its head and ignored him.
"What about the magic rat jerky? I've cut it into small pieces, one bite at a time, crispy and fragrant!"
Night Sanging took out a handful of rat jerky that had been cut into small cubes and spread it out on his palm to tempt.
The white cat turned its head, seeming to look at a fool. However, with a rumbling sound from its stomach, it hesitated, then twisted its butt and buried its head.
Night Sanging touched his head, but still didn't dare to open the cage. Instead, he put the milk next to the cage and scattered the meat next to the white cat.
Clapping his hands, Night Sanging looked at the white cat, which was still keeping its head down without moving, and frowned.
He didn't dare to let it go, but keeping it seemed like raising a big shot. He suddenly regretted bringing this cat back.
Just as he was hesitating, Night Sanging suddenly caught a glimpse of Weng Ling sneaking towards him not far away, and there seemed to be a man following behind her...