Mo Yu was somewhat surprised. "I never imagined you had an ability like this."
Shu Chou did not answer. Instead, he headed underground.
His hands transformed into two sharp claws, and he began frantically digging into the ground.
Those claws were covered in blue-green markings that occasionally flashed with a peculiar light.
Seeing him easily break through the Human Race's formation, Mo Yu was utterly astonished.
"I never thought a rat could be so capable. But since we can get out this way, doesn't that mean we could attack our way in like this too?"
"There are so many of you in the Rat Race. You could easily pull it off."
Shu Chou could not help replying, "Stop building castles in the air. In the entire Rat Race, only I possess this talent. Otherwise, why do you think I'm the Rat Race's leader?"
At those words, Mo Yu fell silent. It seemed he really had been overthinking things.
It made sense. Heaven was fair, after all. If the Rat Race had so many individuals with powerful talents, they would probably have become the prized sweet buns of the Primordial World. How could they have ended up in such miserable straits?
One dug while the other followed behind, and the two swiftly made their way beyond the Human Race's territory.
After they left, however, the commander who should have departed appeared once more.
He removed the mask from his face. It was Shennong again. "The plan went perfectly. They didn't suspect a thing."
Fuxi stood behind him. "Good. We need to keep them from focusing wholeheartedly on dealing with us. Then we can find an opportunity to strike their positions and defeat them in one decisive push."
"I believe they'll come soon to discuss the pact. As for the location and