Chapter 80 Bathing is a good civilization

If you want to do something to make the rat people feel pain and challenge, then you must do something counter-intuitive to them.

The reconnaissance brigade is Iket's experimental field. In order to train the ratmen here, Iket has prepared various training activities.

This includes taking a shower.

As a human, it is difficult to imagine what taking a bath means to the rat people.

Similar to the church's teaching that not bathing is a symbol of holiness, Rats don't bathe because they believe that the Horned Rat likes the most filthy, cunning, and extremely cruel rat people.

Maybe there are a thousand Horned Rats in the hearts of a thousand Rats, and maybe the Horned Rats are not as dirty as Nurgle, but they never think that the Horned Rats are holy.

For the rat people, the image of the Great Horned Rat can be Khorne, Slaanesh, Tzeentch, or even Nurgle.

Only it cannot be a true god.

This is indeed the case.

Washing away all the dirt on one's body means being an alien to a rat, and it means rebellion against the entire Skaven culture. A rat who washes his body frequently will definitely not be blessed by the horned rat.

"Have you finished washing? Do you want me to dry your fur?"

"I can't accept it! I can't accept it! He is a rat man! How could he moan while taking a bath! Oh my god! If he only uses the dirty water of the Demon City to wash, forget it, but with blasphemy

Incomparably clear water! This is a disaster! Disaster. Uh-huh.”

Targaryen groaned as he was extremely comfortable, and then smeared more slime on his body to take away the stubborn dirt, and his whole body became cleaner and cleaner.

Soon a rat poured water on him on the spot. Ictor looked at the rat and found that it was Targaryen with the letters TA engraved on his chest.

Turning around, they found the clan leader looking at them with a kind face, rubbing a fireball bigger than a wooden basin in his hand.

He is indeed a rat traitor who takes the lead, even faster than the clan rats and storm rats at this time!

Not only did he start to clean up the dirt in his fur without any mental barriers, he even tore up a jungle slime with his claws and started rubbing the slime juice into it as a shower gel.

What's more, many rats now believe that the horned rat no longer exists in this world.

"What's going on?"

The rat people shook their heads repeatedly, grabbed the bucket and poured it over their heads. The remaining slimes were also eaten up by the rat people.

After death, there is no chance to ascend to the ruined kingdom of the Horned Rat.

But to the Rat Man who was observing from the sidelines, this scene was so blasphemous!

Azio cursed "Bad Targaryen rat!" in his mind, and then he remembered this rat in his mind. In the future, he must cause more trouble for him to prevent this rat from replacing him.

If Tolby hadn't caught him, he would have fallen into that human trap.

"I don't know. Maybe the clan leader is crazy after all. It's not unusual for him to let us do some Nurgle stuff. After all, there is a precedent of the Plague clan. But taking a bath? Is he planning to take us to the Righteous God?

"

The order they received was to find out and record possible reactionaries, and if necessary, arrest them on the spot.

The rat man turned his head and was about to ask Tolby for more questions, but found that the rat had disappeared.

However, there are only a few ratmen with such firm faith. After all, for the ratmen whose back stabs are as natural as breathing, obeying the horned rat is only due to its strong strength. The ratmen are still quite selfish in nature.

After a while, the entire investigation team stood naked by the well, calmly letting the forest wind blow against their balls.

"That's right."

"Lemsi, how are you doing here?"

The other slave rats and pacesetter rats were still hesitant, but I don't know if it was their illusion, but they always felt that there was something strange behind them. It was different from the moist and cool forest wind, but it gave the rats a sense of warmth.

I really think, if they had the ability, many rat people with strong faith would really want to rebel on the spot and sacrifice Ict's blood to the Horned Rat.

It seemed like he had discovered a new world.

"No, I haven't found anyone making reactionary remarks."

This frightened the Clan Rats and Storm Rats in the reconnaissance team. They had already lost the chance to show off in front of the clan leader.

Ictor did not intend to drive away the onlookers, but hoped that they would watch carefully, and that every step he took to break the tradition of the rat people would be engraved on their hearts.

"Ah~"

After all, many slave rats only wore a fig leaf, and both clan rats and storm rats knew to obey his orders.

Those guys, who were supposed to be house rats with pink armbands, now actually took off their armbands and mingled among the rats.

This is not a good thing for the housekeeper who is performing this mission.

Although the clan explicitly stipulates that they cannot mess around as before, the rat people who have adapted to the new environment have discovered that in addition to the overt backstabbing, there are more ways to secretly backstab.

A fanatic rat man collapsed on the spot, but a rat next to him firmly held his mouth and said something in the ear of the fanatic rat man, making his eyes widen.

After calming down, the fanatic ratman returned to his former calm. He smelled the smells around him and found that there were indeed some familiar smells mixed in.

To be honest, it felt really good to cleanse my body with water. At first, Targaryen only felt cold all over his body, but when he pulled out the hard lumps in his hair, he felt a relaxed and refreshing feeling.

The feeling took over his body.

I no longer hear any loyal followers of the Horned Rat complaining.

But when Ictor ordered them to rinse their bodies with water, all the rats hesitated.

Libea quietly walked up to Lemsi, who was also a housekeeper, and asked.

Even the rat men in the third and fourth battalions standing aside were all dumbfounded.

Shame doesn't matter. When Ictor ordered all the rat men in the reconnaissance team to strip naked, no rat raised any questions.

The only thing on his body is the wooden sign on his chest used to identify him.

Not only the onlookers, but also the ratmen in the reconnaissance team were questioning whether they were disrespectful to the horned rats before, but if they continued this way, they would be eliminated from the ratmen's faith!

"True God? That's so magical? I can't imagine a ratman who believes in Sigma or Lilith."

Lemsi replied, reluctantly putting a piece of dried meat into his mouth with one hand.

"There is no performance now. Damn it, our colleagues have almost been promoted to two-star operators by teaming up with the rat men in the service department! But now we can't even catch a rat!"

For the rat men of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, catching reactionary rats is a performance, which is linked to personal food, treatment, and promotion.

With sufficient indicators, every ratman in the Ministry of Internal Affairs is trying their best to find ways to capture the reactionary rats.
Chapter completed!