Author: Xian Tong

Huolei City is divided into two worlds, one is a civilized and harmonious society on the surface, and the other is an underground world full of darkness.

There has always been a legend in the underground world, and his existence makes everyone fear and uneasy. That is the Rat Caller.

There are many legends about his appearance. Some people say that she is a soft and beautiful woman who looks like a ghost, while others say that he is a monster with a ferocious face.

After all, there is no definite news, and no one knows his name. What is certain is that he has the extraordinary ability to control mice, and he can also see what he wants to see with the help of mice's eyes.

No matter how hidden the place is, as long as there are rats, you need to be careful, because your secrets may have been stolen.

It is said that he was discovered in a pile of rats when he was a child. He was born to be able to understand the language of rats. The legend cannot be studied, but with this almost unnatural ability, the rat caller suddenly became the biggest intelligence in Linton County.

supplier!

The visitor tells you that if you have a need, you only need to go to the sewer entrance of the city in the early morning to bribe the rat with food, and then tie the letter and reward to the rat, and then the rat will send the information to your home.

If you want to see the rat caller himself, you need to give another big gem, and then let the rat lead the way to him three days later. Don't have any evil intentions, because he knows everything...

In the closed and cramped room, orange-red candles flickered and burned, making it look a bit dim. The furnishings in the room were very simple. To put it bluntly, it didn't look like a place where people lived.

And the fact is indeed the case. The fat mice are the owners here. They enjoy the food inside and unleash their nature to their heart's content.

"Creak"

The closed door opened, and a somewhat short figure walked in. His clothes were not flashy, but the materials used were relatively sophisticated, and he should have some assets.

Half of his face had a metallic color, like a golden mask. The other half of his face looked a bit feminine, with fair skin, making it difficult to distinguish between male and female for a moment.

After seeing him, the mice, instead of panicking, gathered excitedly at his feet, making the atmosphere so dark that it made people's hair stand on end.

The man casually grabbed a handful of bread crumbs and threw them on the ground. The mice immediately robbed them, and they kept making "squeaking" noises.

He seemed a little annoyed. When he opened his mouth, a rat-like sound came out of his throat. As soon as the sound came out, the rats immediately became quiet and turned into a silent fight.

The man relaxed his frown and sat down on the shabby sofa on the side. He didn't know what he was thinking.

He is the legend of the underground world in Huolei City - the Rat Caller, Xiulun!

If Ryan were here, he would definitely be shocked, because he had seen this person before, but at that time, he was a teacher in the refugee area.

A mouse poked its head out and struggled to get in through the hole in the corner of the wall. It was so fat that the hole was a little narrow.

It held a gem in its mouth, dragged its tail to Xiulun, and barked a few times.

Xiulun picked up the gem and took a look. There was nothing in his heart. He was just curious about the baron, who had created too many surprises for him.

"Ryan Ray Black, who are you? Cement, paper, explosive weapons... I'm really getting more and more curious about you."

He murmured a few words softly, with a strange light shining in his eyes.

He has been paying attention to Ryan for a long time. To be precise, every nobleman in Linton County is under his attention, even Viscount Chelsea is no exception.

However, he was only full of curiosity about Ryan. There was too much fog surrounding him that he couldn't see clearly. Whenever he thought that was his limit, the other party could always refresh his understanding again.

This time, he took the initiative to contact the other party, taking a little risk and exposing his existence. But he didn't care, because he had enough confidence to protect himself here, and no slightest disturbance could be hidden from his ears.

He took out the information he had prepared long ago from his pocket, as well as the methods and rules for continuing to obtain information, tied it to the mouse just now, and took out a small piece of cheese as a reward.

The mouse finished the cheese in several mouthfuls, then squeezed out of the hole with difficulty, passed through the dirty and dark sewer, and headed towards the castle of Chelsea.

Looking at the hole the size of a fist, Xiulun squinted his eyes and thought about whether to expand it a little. His rats seemed to be eating too well...

Ryan sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating and practicing, but he kept thinking about the rat. Regardless of the other party's magical ability to control rats, just saying that the other party knew the thief was enough to be frightening.

You must know that Horei City is hundreds of miles away from Cana, and the castle is his base camp. If the other party obtained this information just by relying on rats, has more information been leaked?

This made Ryan a little anxious. After all, no one would pay attention to a mouse. Wouldn't it be easy for the other party to enter and exit key confidential areas such as the sugar pressing workshop and the papermaking workshop?

Just when he was extremely irritable, the rat's "squeaking" sound sounded again. He opened his eyes and found the mouse from before. There was a small paper roll tied with silk thread on its back, standing quietly.

On the countertop.

Ryan stood up and took off the scroll and opened it. The contents inside set off a huge wave in his heart. He saw that the escape route of the thief and his current location were written in detail, as well as a detailed description of his appearance.

This means that the thief's whereabouts have been under the control of the other party since he escaped, which is simply shocking.

I suppressed the shock in my heart and continued to read. Finally, there was a way to contact the other party and the price. The signature was Rat Caller.

According to the other party's rules, Ryan picked up a small piece of snack on the plate and threw it to the mouse, which was regarded as "errand fee".

Watching the mouse leave, Ryan's heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Who is this Rat Caller, and what is his purpose in contacting me?" With the purchased information, Ryan's heart was full of doubts.

Obviously, the other party has been sending rats to monitor his castle, and he may even be under the other party's surveillance.

The other party can obviously continue to do it. After all, he didn't notice it at all before, but he took the initiative to expose it. What is this? A show of goodwill? Or is it a demonstration?

For the first time, Ryan felt like a dog biting a hedgehog with nowhere to bite. Such a person is really terrifying.

He casually put the paper ball into his pocket. It was already dark outside, but at this moment, he was neither in the mood to practice nor sleep.

All he wants now is to dig out this rat hiding in the dark, otherwise he won't be able to sleep well! God knows how much information the other party has stolen?

After daybreak, Ryan found Chelsea and inquired about the Rat Caller.

Chelsea was obviously surprised, but he did not go into details and said frankly: "I know very little about this guy. He seems to have appeared out of thin air. His legend already existed ten years ago.

Relying on rats, he unscrupulously steals the secrets and information of nobles, wealthy businessmen, officials... and then sells them at high prices, making people panic.

Many people tried to find him, and even used the methods he gave to lure him to meet, intending to take the opportunity to get rid of him. However, most of them had no effect. The closest to success was when they almost killed him, but he still escaped.

Subsequently, his revenge also followed, and many people's backgrounds were revealed by him and spread throughout the city, causing great commotion and turmoil.

From then on, everyone had to be more vigilant and stop thinking about getting rid of him. After all, everyone has some ulterior secrets, and once they are revealed... haha."

Chelsea smiled inexplicably, obviously meaning something.

Ryan understood in his heart, but on the surface he could only pretend to be dumbfounded. Knowing some things is one thing, but speaking them out is another.

"Then wouldn't it be impossible to check and balance this rat caller?"

"After so many years, we have naturally summed up some experience." Chelsea smiled enigmatically, and said simply: "In addition to driving away mice and regular inspections, raising cats is an effective method.

There is no way, after all, no matter how powerful the mouse is, it is just a mouse."

Ryan was dumbfounded and shook his head with a wry smile. He really didn't expect such a simple and unpretentious method, but it still made sense after thinking about it.

However, it is impossible to eliminate it. The mouse last night is the best proof.

He still can only place his hope on Liman's rune technology.

"Of course, there are endless rats, and this is not a cure-all solution, so we can choose to build a closed basement, made of metal or large stones, with fewer decorations and items placed inside.

In this way, there will be no hiding place for mice, and you don’t have to worry about the conversation being leaked when you are there. However, you still have to pay attention and be cautious with your words." Sure enough, Chelsea already had a way to deal with it, which sounded reasonable.

And effective.

His words gave Ryan some confidence. Liman's laboratory was completely covered with metal plates, and there were almost no hiding places for rats. It should not have been infiltrated by rats, which was a comfort. The core secrets were not exposed.

After understanding this, Ryan felt much more at ease. After bidding farewell to Chelsea, he went out on the street alone. The city of Horei was very prosperous, so he had to go shopping when he came.

Both are border territories, and the economic pillars of Horei City are actually not much different from Kana. They are all Warcraft materials, medicinal materials, food, etc.

The main difference is that as the trade center of Linton County and even the surrounding counties, there are enough caravans here, and all kinds of goods are poured in, which not only greatly promotes trade, but also stimulates the development of local handicraft industry.

Although the Malton family is only a viscount family, relying on the development of Horley City for hundreds of years, its heritage cannot be underestimated. It is far superior to the average viscount family and has begun to move towards a higher class.

Many people speculate that within twenty years, there will be an additional Earl of Malton in the South!

Here, Huolei City occupies a very important position and is coveted by all forces. Unfortunately, no one has been able to shake its position until now.

Ryan was also drooling greedily. Compared to Horei City, Dorman City was really nothing.

As usual, I went to the area where Warcraft was sold and looked around. There was nothing that Ryan liked. The trust bird I bought last time was good and very practical, but it was a pity that I didn't see it this time.

As he walked, he unexpectedly came to the refugee area. It was very different from what it was on the eve of the Zhengdan Festival. There were far fewer people, and there were basically no refugees in sight.

It seems that Chelsea has absorbed and resettled people quite quickly. Population is the most precious resource on the border, so naturally it cannot waste it.

After walking a few steps, the familiar sound of reading floated out from inside. His memory was blurred for a moment, and he remembered the school that taught refugee children in the refugee area. At that time, he had lamented that he was not as good as the other person.

I followed the route in my memory and found that it was still the same school. Unexpectedly, the refugees were all gone and the school was still teaching children.

When I came to the window and looked in, there were only a few children left inside. The person lecturing in front was still the short and masked figure. It was really not easy for him to persist for so long.

After standing and listening for a while, Ryan, who originally had no intention of disturbing him, was discovered by the man. He walked out and asked enthusiastically: "Can I help you, sir?"

After walking in, Ryan could see more clearly. The other person looked about 24 or 25 years old. The face under the mask should be injured, and the figure was a bit thin. The first impression he gave was... beautiful?

Ryan smiled and said: "It's okay, I'm just a passerby. I heard the sound of children reading here and was attracted here. Are you helping these children to study?"

Now that he was discovered by the other party, Ryan happily chatted with him. In this era, there are really not many such people.

"These children are very pitiful. If we don't support them, they may not know their names for the rest of their lives. This is unfair.

There used to be quite a few people, but unfortunately, the Viscount leased fields to their parents, and they became indispensable labor force. Most of them gave up, and only these few are left."

The other party shook his head, with a look of regret in his eyes. Apparently he didn't think farming was a good choice.

Ryan can understand his mood, the sadness of the times, and it is too difficult to make some changes.

"My name is Ryan, what do you call me?" Ryan stretched out his hand and asked.

"My name is Xiulun." Xiulun stretched out his hand and shook it, with a smile on his face.

"It is my honor to know someone like you. If one day, all the children here finish their education or graduate, you can consider developing in Canaan.

There is a bigger school there, and it will definitely be bigger in the future. It is a good place to display your talents. I believe you will like it there."

Ryan grinned and began to confuse the other party. He really admired this Mr. Hullon. The other party taught in simple terms and had a solid foundation. Canaland currently lacks such talents.

When Xiulun heard this, a light flashed in his eyes, and he smiled and said: "If I have the opportunity, I will definitely consider Mr. Lane's suggestion."

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Chapter completed!