Chapter 56 North American Roasted Rat
After listening to the description of the gray-haired mouse, Luke said righteously that he was a giant with a strong sense of justice and would never sit idly by and watch the invasion of foreign mice. He vowed to help the one-eared king eliminate the barbarians from the wilderness.

Of course, he also told Grayfur that Penny was his pet, a gentle big cat, and would not attack Rat without his order.

After calling Penny over to prove it, the simple-minded mouse completely believed Luke's words and contacted the One-Eared King for him. Then the two sides would cooperate to eliminate the foreign barbarian mice.

After the discussion, Luke expressed interest in the small-scale battle that the mice were currently waging and offered to go and see for himself.

Gray Hair was naturally very willing to help such a powerful ally. Under his leadership, Luke and Penny passed through several small paths, climbed over two high walls, and finally arrived at the top of the battlefield.

While on the way, Luke took the time to call home and asked the security team to bring two small flamethrowers.

As for this thing, don’t ask why it appeared in the home of a wealthy businessman. The reason is to guard against dark creatures.

As we all know, fire can defeat all carbon-based creatures, and also some blind ghosts, so there are quite a lot of this stuff stored in Luke's villa.

The people responsible for transporting the flamethrower drove very fast, and under the guidance of the location sharing service, the flamethrower was in hand before Luke arrived at the battlefield.

The main battlefield of the rats' fight this time was in the sewer system. Although Fort Lauderdale's sewer system is relatively developed, such places are dirty and difficult to hide in. If you encounter a rat tide, you will easily be submerged.

So Luke was determined not to take the risk himself, so there was only one way left, to lure the mice out.

As for how to lure it out, Luke didn't care and left the task to Gray Hair.

Penny was standing on a crude distribution box, wagging her tail in boredom, while Luke was Googleing and reading the instruction manual, learning how to use the flamethrower.

The principle of this thing is very simple, that is, the fuel is stored in a special container and then transported to the nozzle through a pipeline. When the nozzle sprays the fuel, the ignition device ignites the fuel to produce a high-temperature flame.

This is just a large lighter.

Luke confidently put away the instruction manual and mobile phone, picked up the flamethrower, and prepared to make a famous dish - North American roasted rat.

It has to be said that as an experienced old mouse, Gray Hair still has some dignity and ability. After entering the sewer for only a dozen minutes, it quickly crawled out.

Luke squatted down and listened to the rats. "The rats from our tribe are coming up. Don't attack them yet. Those wild rats are easy to identify. They are generally darker and bigger."

Nico Mouse?
Then you have to bake it well.

Luke nodded, then remembered that mice didn't know what nodding meant, and then squeaked to tell Grayhair that he knew.

Grayhair ran back to the entrance of the sewer and shouted "squeak squeak" at the top of his lungs, calling on his companions to come up quickly.

A moment later, a tide of hundreds of rats poured out from the sewer entrance like a river of black mud, flowing past Luke's feet, then gathering behind him, forming a dense formation again.

Looking back at these mice, they really seem to be well-trained. I wonder how that one-eared king did it.

Behind this group of mice, about forty or fifty black and strong foreign mice followed closely. However, Penny immediately fell to the ground to block them after they appeared. With two pounces and sweeps, the black mice were thrown to the ground and cried for their parents.

However, the big cat was not greedy for credit. She was not afraid of these mice. Unfortunately, her efficiency in killing mice was too low. After killing a few, the mice were frightened and ran away in all directions, and she could not catch up at all.

On the other side of the mice, there was a little leader who was three times bigger than the other mice. He looked at the big cat fearfully, and then looked at the two-legged beasts in front of the group of useless mice. How could these two troublesome things help the useless mice on the other side?

But the king said that these local rats don't know any rules at all, so he must kill more of them today to establish his authority and make sure those useless rats don't dare to follow the one-eared king anymore.

If the mission is not completed, there is a high possibility that he will be eaten alive by the king when he returns. After all, the king needs spiritual food to heal his wounds recently. When he looks at these rats of his, his eyes are glowing green.

The two-legged beast in front of him was a big monster. Although its strength was countless times greater than that of the rats, it had hunted and killed several big monsters with the king in the past few days. Even the two-legged beasts that were more than ten times larger than the big monsters all fled in panic when they saw the rats.

I think these two will be no exception.

A fierce light flashed in the rat leader's eyes. Damn it.

As he let out a sharp "squeak, squeak" (eat them) sound, another twenty or thirty big black rats came out of the underground tunnel, totaling more than eighty rats, and rushed towards Luke like a small black wave.

The dirty and ugly rats were packed so densely together that it was enough to make people with trypophobia and rat phobia faint.

Looking at these stupid rats, Luke lowered the flame outlet of the flamethrower in his hand and pressed the spray button.

Today, I am going to kill all these rats!

"boom"

The recoil from firing the kerosene caused Luke's body to sway slightly, but fortunately, he was much stronger than he was a month ago, and he still held the weapon steadily.

The blindingly hot flames spurted out from the exit and crashed into the ground like a fire dragon.

It didn't take long, just a second or two. Luke slightly adjusted the angle of the fire dragon, and all the rats on the ground were covered in flames.

The fuel used in this flamethrower is thickened napalm. After being sprayed out, the flame is not easy to disperse, the combustion is concentrated, the adhesion is strong, and the burning time is longer.

The flames, along with the gasoline, stuck to the mice's messy fur and took root in their bodies. No matter how they rolled and fled, it did not affect the burning process at all.

Even a huge human being couldn't endure such intense burning for a moment, let alone a mere mouse?
They didn't even have time to rush to Luke and cause him any trouble with the flames on their bodies.

In less than half a minute, all the rats were roasted and none of them could move. The flames continued to burn on their motionless bodies. Unless the fuel was exhausted, the flames would not go out until they were roasted into charcoal.

"Kill a Level 0 spiritual creature"

"Obtain 30 points of spiritual essence"

There was an unexpected bonus! Luke's eyes lit up.

There should be quite a lot of these foreign rats.

(End of this chapter)