The cat eater also spent a lot of money and treasured it for many years. The chocolate covered with gold foil was broken down in large pieces for the rat tribe to have fun.

Although each mouse could only stick out his tongue and lick it carefully, it was enough to make them ecstatic. He knelt on the ground, stretched his claws into the sky, praising the gifts of the gods.

As for Chu Ge, the cat eater himself and the 180th elders enjoyed a wine-heart chocolate that was one level higher than ordinary chocolate.

The cat eater taught Chu Ge to eat wine-heart chocolate first stick out his tongue and lick it desperately on the thin shell, licking out a hole as thin as a pinhole, and then "snap it" and sucking the wine inside bit by bit. Be careful not to use too hard like the barbarians who are unsightly. If the hole is pierced, the wine inside will flow out, which is really a waste of resources.

According to legend, the wine in the wine heart chocolate symbolizes the blood of the gods and is transferred into it by the gods with supreme divine power.

Otherwise, how can these wines become inside the seamless chocolate shell out of thin air?

Therefore, you must cherish every bit, even if you waste a little bit, you will be struck by lightning.

After hearing the cat eater say solemnly, Chu Ge suppressed his smile and looked flattered. He and the cat eater and 180 elders, each holding a wine-heart chocolate and enjoying themselves.

The rat tribe was unable to drink. At a moment, the cat eaters and the 180 elders were a little drunk, with their tails drawn in circles and their walking staggered.

Chu Ge's heart moved, covered his face with wine, and said, "Old 180, now I have returned to our cat-eating family and the toothed kingdom, but the revelation I received in my dreams is ultimately mottled and unsystematic. There are still many unclear things about the gods, kingdoms, and our national master. I wonder if the elders can help me solve my doubts in detail from beginning to end?"

"It should be, it should be."

The 180-year-old elder's pointed mouth and monkey cheeks were as red as rouge. From time to time, he burped with sweet taste. He smiled and said, "This time the cat eaters and children can win a great victory. They all rely on the blessings of the gods. A grand sacrifice should have been held to thank the gods for their grace.

"It just so happens that the next generation in the family has dozens of mice that have grown into. They can be organized into the next battle, but have not heard in detail the gods created the world and our stories.

"Cat Eater, let the children of the family bring all the mice they like here. Let me tell you everything about the gods!"

Chu Ge was ecstatic, but he didn't expect that he could get it without any effort.

The surface naturally conceals the past with superb acting skills, and only looks impatient.

The 180 elders ordered the cat eater to summon mice from the family and ordered two wise men to follow it to go deep into its cave and drag a huge storage box transformed from a human plastic shoe box. No, in terms of the size of the mouse, it should be called a "storage box".

Soon, dozens of mice came in, hid behind the group of rats shyly, looking in nervously and curiously.

The rats who had heard the legends of the gods had solemn expressions, and even subconsciously trembled slightly, as if they were about to usher in another sacred baptism.

The 180 elders dragged their bloated body and finally climbed up the shoe box. With the cooperation of two followers, they lifted the lid and lifted the paper rolls out from it, spread them out carefully and spread them flattened them. They were all propaganda posters from the human world decades ago.

Some are promotional advertisements for opening shopping malls, some are flyers for grand launches of real estate projects, and there are also movie posters composed of various handsome men and beautiful women. One of the movie posters depicts a 3D cartoon with a mouse as the main character, called "Super Rat Agents". On the poster are several cute and energetic little mice, wearing futuristic technology, but are dozens of smaller super weapons and equipment. They stand on the shoulders of two human children, with their chests and belly folded, and they look like saluting.

The mice, who have just been born, have never seen such things. Looking at the poster's magnificent shopping malls, the bustling cities of humans, and the "strange shapes" of humans themselves, they all screamed.

"Long tongue"

Elder 180 looked at Chu Ge and said, "Have you ever seen the gods in your dreams? Are they like this?"

“…That’s right.”

Chu Ge was stunned for a moment, nodded immediately, and said with confidence, "This is the image of the gods that are both sacred and glorious!"

He said in his heart that his speculation was indeed correct. The rat civilization does regard human civilization as their creators and... "Gods".

But I don't know if this is a good thing.

Optimistically, if the rat race really treats humans as gods, they will naturally obey humans. If they find that the "gods" live a hundred or two hundred meters above their heads, they may be ecstatic and worship humans and obey their words.

Then all the problems will be solved!

If you think about it carefully, if the mouse civilization of such a small size can completely obey the orders of human civilization, it will be of great benefit to human civilization transform the underground world, build underground cities, discover various relics, and build subways and tunnels... it may be able to promote the development of human civilization and speed up the development!

However, pessimistically, if the rat civilization discovered that the "creator" they worship was not the real god, nor their creator, or even... they could not say that they were favored or blessed, but instead, "the rat crossed the street and everyone shouted and beat him", would the faith collapse and the love turned into hatred, resulting in unpredictable and even uncontrollable results?

"A rule that is maintained by lies cannot last forever."

Chu Ge said in his heart, "Today, the more the rat race believes in the existence of human gods, tomorrow, when they discover the true face of human beings, the more disappointed and angry they will be.

"I have to think of a way to let the rat race slowly know the truth, but not to rush it to the opposite of human beings. It's best that everyone can speak out, but they can still be good friends, help each other and promote each other's development. Well, this is the best."

As for the idea of ​​completely eliminating the rat civilization, to be honest, it also flashed through Chu Ge's mind.

However, in the era of spiritual energy recovery, there are caves and blessed lands everywhere on the earth. No matter where the spiritual energy is slightly rich, it is easy to give birth to a wise mouse. The metabolism and generational replacement of mice are so fast that it will not take long to develop a variety of civilizations.

It may not be difficult to destroy the Kingdom of Tooths.

But if you want to completely exterminate all rat civilizations in the world, you will not destroy all rats in the world.

This is a task that is 100 times more difficult than "destroying all humans in the world", second only to "destroying all cockroaches in the world".

Chu Ge felt that the burden on his shoulders was heavier.

He listened with his breath, and the one hundred and eighty elders continued.

“Long time ago, the gods created the world.”

The 180th elder said with a serious face, "At that time, the gods lived on the thick rock layer above our heads. In that place called the 'God Realm', the hard rocks only existed at the feet of the gods. Their surroundings and above them were empty, and it was a place called 'Sky'."

As he said that, the two followers of the 180 elders spread out a promotional advertisement for real estate developers drawing a high-rise building under blue sky and white clouds to the mice.

The mice exclaimed again with a "squeaking" surprise.

Blue sky, white clouds, green mountains and clear waters, and the magnificent human edifice, all of this is really different from the world where the rat race civilization lives, and it is simply unimaginable.

"What are these!"

There was a mouse who was very smart and very smart, and was the descendant of the 180th elder. He plucked up his courage and said to his great-grandfather, "The rocks above the gods' heads are blue and white!"

"No, I just said that it is not a rock, it is the sky." Elder One Hundred and Eighty said.

"What is the sky?" the mouse said curiously.

"The sky is a mystery that our rat race cannot peek at. It cannot see or touch it, but it hangs high above the heads of the gods."
Chapter completed!