Li Ziran was certainly not the type to sit around and wait for death, nor would he waste time.
He always believed that under any circumstances, as long as he considered a problem from a few more angles, he could always find a way to cope.
Now he needed an absolutely stable operating room.
Yet there was simply no space right now, but the surgery would not wait for him to find a suitable place before proceeding; by then, the cabbage would have long since gotten cold. The entire Martiner Town was under complete martial law now, and even while staying deep underground, he could still vaguely sense the vibrations on the ground.
Although he had not seen the current state of Martiner Town, it was definitely not ideal.
How should he create an absolutely quiet surgical space for himself?
Li Ziran's mind spun rapidly. Clearly, this place was very quiet, and there was no need to worry about the Elves harassing him at all, but the space here was too narrow; performing surgery here was nearly impossible.
Whether unintentionally or perhaps by chance, Li Ziran caught sight of the rats that had been confronting him.
At this moment, the front-row rats were still blocking Li Ziran from moving forward like hedgehogs, but the entire rat swarm had quietly undergone a change.
Under the cover of the front-row rats, the rats in the back were frantically gnawing at the nearby rocks with their large incisors. In the time it took Li Ziran to be momentarily dazed, they had already carved out a half-person-wide space.
The biggest difference between living beings and beasts lies in intelligence, while their greatest commonality is survival.
These rats were finding a way to dig a new passage, attempting to slip through the adjacent stones and