nagpurpolice Chapter 798 - 146 The World of the Mouse Clan
Chapter 798 - 146 The World of the Mouse Clan
Chapter 798: Chapter 146 The World of the Mouse ClanA common saying captures it well: height determines your horizon, and your level determines the scenery within that horizon.
This saying fits perfectly in the Wizard World.
Just like at First University, standing at different heights results in vastly different vistas. For example, from the perspective of a Big Wizard, one sees the brilliant, boundless starry sky above, while a Trickster gazing from their position can only spot whether fierce beasts are roaming the edges of the Silent Forest a hundred meters away. Likewise, standing on the surface, one can look up to see the sun and the moon, down to a soft lawn, in the distance the Silent Forest, and nearby the bustling marketplace; whereas below the surface, one can only encounter a dark and gloomy world.
This dark and gloomy world is built amidst a maze of crisscrossing sewers and secret caverns eroded by Earth Dragons. And the masters of this world belong to a group of clothed mice.
Of course, these mice were not the original masters of this dark world—before them, it belonged to certain slimy reptiles, eight-legged insects, mutated goblins, and some filthy undead. But since the arrival of the first clothed mouse sixty years ago, all those once-dominant species have one by one gone quiet, to be replaced by an ever-increasing number of clothed mice between the sewers and caverns.
These clothed mice are unlike the emaciated, patchy-furred creatures that used to scrounge for a living in the sewers. They possess a self-contained civilization and social organization. They’ve established schools in this dark world, organized marketplaces, set up handicraft industries, created a financial system, and repaired broken pipes and severely weathered caverns—if you ignore the appearance of these mice and the darkness of this world, it isn’t significantly different from the human society above or other civilizations in outer space. At most, it is just slightly behind in terms of civilization.
Compared to these mice, the civilization of the original inhabitants of the Underground World is clearly more primitive: the reptiles prefer solitude and don’t enjoy talking; eight-legged insects are too savage to be liked; the mutated goblins, although organized and able to communicate, have such a greedy nature that they can destroy any economic system; as for the undead, they have no interest in the societies of the living, caring more about when they can capture a few stray creatures and draw some vitality to relish.
As the saying goes, to lag behind is to be beaten, and this is an unshakeable truth of nature.
The clothed mice, with their powerful organizational ability and advanced social structures, quickly swept through the entire Underground World with an overwhelming force. Reptiles either fled or became pets of the clothed mice; the eight-legged insects, found delicious by the mice due to their thin skins and juicy innards, were domesticated and turned into snacks;
the undead were eradicated; only some strong, mutated goblins remained, becoming the preferred labor force for the clothed mice. They were sent to the deepest layers of the Underground World to mine for the mice and repair sewers, cleaning the filth that dripped down from above.
Such miserable circumstances have led many of the original inhabitants of the Underground World to long for the Wizards above to come and deal with these lawless mice, even if it means perishing alongside them. As the saying goes, ’when the days of disaster come, I will perish with you.’"
As the true masters of Buji Island, First University naturally could not turn a blind eye to the nascent society developing right under its feet. From the very inception of the first night school for mice, First University had dispatched an observation group composed of professors and re