Chapter 68 Clues
In the dark underground drainage system, Yier was feasting on a whole piece of expired beef, when suddenly a small mouse with white spots on its body ran over.

"My king, my king, the giant asked me to bring you a message--"

Yi'er tore off a piece of beef and swallowed it into his mouth.

Giant, bring a message.

He only knew that Luke was a talking giant, so it should be him.

Thinking of the other party's kindness that he could never repay in his lifetime, and the world-destroying fire dragon that he could release at will, Yi Er quickly jumped off the beef and walked in front of the little mouse.

"What did the giant tell you to say?"

The spotted mouse thought for a moment, "Bring, woo, woo, woo, I don't know. The giant just said he had a message for you, but he didn't say what."

One ear is a little speechless.

This fucking person must not be my descendant. None of my descendants are so stupid.

It thought for a moment, then crawled to the spotted mouse and sniffed its body. Finding nothing unusual, it said, "Where is the giant? Take me there."

Half an hour later, One Ear and Luke met in the parking lot.

"Lord Giant, do you have any instructions for me?" Yi Er said in a humble tone. "Thanks to your help, we were able to kill the leader of the wild rats and take back the rat tribe's territory. If there is anything you need us to do, we will definitely do our best to help you."

Luke naturally wouldn't act bossy, he said politely: "The things in your treasure house last time were very useful, we just took what we needed."

"However, there is one thing that probably only you rats can accomplish."

Hearing the slight flattery in the giant's words, Yi Er couldn't help but feel a little elated. Even such a powerful giant needs my help sometimes.

I, the rat, have really made great progress!
Luke continued, "I need you to mobilize your men and help me find a group of people in Fort Lauderdale."

Then, he talked about the general characteristics of those cultists, which were nothing more than secretive whereabouts, strange personalities, and a love of blood. There were actually quite a few such people in America, but if the scope was limited to the city, or a group of similar people gathered together, then it was probably only that group of cultists.

After listening to it, Yi Er nodded, indicating that he understood Luke's needs.

But then he pointed out that the target given by Luke was really unclear, and ordinary rats probably couldn't carry out such a task, so they could only send smart and clever rats to try to find the target as soon as possible.

The man and the mouse agreed that they would meet at noon every day when the sun was at its highest point at the place where they first met Gray-Hair, and One-Ear would inform Luke of the search results.
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The first day, nothing was achieved.

The next day, the same thing happened.

On the third day, Luke's new safe house was completely renovated, but the mice still had no gains.

Yizier was even a little ashamed to meet Luke. After all, he had boasted so much, but after three whole days, he hadn't found any useful clues. It was really a disgrace to the King of the Rat Tribe.

During the past three days of frequent visits to the downtown area, Luke has truly experienced a small part of what the residents here are experiencing.

For example, when you are walking on the street, a guy walking towards you may suddenly pull out a gun and ask you to borrow some money with a fierce look on his face.

This is what Luke encountered the next day. Of course, there are also friendly ones, usually tattooed low-class guys, who will enthusiastically walk up to you and sell you some drugs that are not very legal but can make people feel high.

At this time, in addition to rejecting the other party's sales pitch, you must also be extra careful not to have the things in your pocket touched.

Nigo, who pulled out a gun to borrow money, was controlled by the [Toothache Technique], and then Luke directly cut off his hand holding the gun with his sword. After seeing the severed hand, the enthusiastic salesman no longer tried to approach Luke for a negative distance hug.

Other than that, there are no other surprises in the downtown area.

The homeless are still wandering day after day, and the bodies of drug addicts are even more fragile due to drug damage. They always seem to be able to exercise their subjective initiative and get the good things they need from various places.

It was noon on the fourth day, and as the sun was about to reach its zenith, Luke appeared in this familiar neighborhood on time.

Two days were enough for Luke's bad reputation to spread around the area. Anyway, this madman just squatted down and caught mice every day, which did not affect the interests of others, so no one dared to provoke him again.

As soon as Luke arrived at the old place, he saw One Ear waiting at the entrance of the sewer. For a while, he kept stroking his long beard and looked very anxious.

"Any clues?" Luke asked.

One ear jumped up, ran to Luke's feet in two or three steps, and when he squatted down, he said excitedly: "Yes! Finally found those evil giants you are looking for!"

Good man, a cult that even mice find evil. Luke wanted to know what happened.

One-ear said indignantly, "There was an area where the rat death rate was much higher than in other places. However, such places are common, usually because there are too many evil spirits (stray cats) or the giant spirits are disturbed. So usually we just mark that place as a restricted area and try to keep the rats of the tribe away from there."

"After you made your request this time, I arranged for some elite rats to explore the restricted areas in various places. Basically, the situation is the same as I said before. However, there is only one restricted area——"

A trace of fear flashed in Yi Er's eyes. "Even the elite rats were wiped out. Not a single one came out alive."

"I went to see it myself last night, they... they are so evil!"

"Those evil giants, they captured rats, demons, and everything else that was alive, put them all in an evil cave, squeezed all the blood out, and poured it onto a mountain of flesh on the ground."

"The cave was full of dried corpses. It was horrible, horrible."

"I was almost discovered by them, but luckily I was able to conceal my presence and run fast, otherwise I would have been captured and bled to death!"

After listening to One Ear's description, Luke had an idea in his mind. The place it was talking about was most likely the stronghold of those cultists.

Sure enough, every inch has its own strengths and weaknesses. Although these rats are weak in combat, they are much better than humans in reconnaissance. Luke nodded with satisfaction and said, "It should be them. Don't worry, I will help the rats get revenge."

"Thank you very much for your information. What kind of reward would you like?"

The rat didn't seem to have any concept of "politeness" or "euphemism" like humans. One ear said directly: "I like eating beef very much. If possible, could you give me a little fresh beef? My descendants only found expired or hard meat. I really want to taste the taste of fresh beef."

It’s good to have needs, I’m just afraid that you have no desires.

Luke nodded, "The beef will be delivered this afternoon."

(End of this chapter)