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Chapter 314 - 205: The Ultra Low-End Version of the Saint Soldier Rat, Massive Explosion (Two in One)_2

Chapter 314: Chapter 205: The Ultra Low-End Version of the Saint Soldier Rat, Massive Explosion (Two in One)_2

Sniffing the incessant ’aroma’ that burrowed into his nose, Shi San grumbled to himself.

Big Dog must be gobbling up the feast all by himself!!!

The next moment.

Squeak, squeak, squeak~

A barrage of panicked and irritable squeaks seeped through the gap in the inadequately closed door.

Shi San shuddered and quickly covered his mouth with his paws.

What’s Big Dog up to?

Those mouse squeals are frightfully canine...

...

Inside the room.

Brian looked at the struggling black-furred giant rat, whose eyes had turned a true shade of red, and somewhat disappointedly rubbed his stinging throat.

Ultrasonic waves are different from infrasound.

Ultrasonic waves are so high-frequency that they go beyond the range of human hearing, which is why they’re called ultrasonic.

In fact, Shi San could hear a part of the ultrasonic sounds emitted by Brian.

Similar to cats and dogs, they can do that.

They can also hear a range of infrasound frequencies.

This is why animals are often more alert than humans.

You think you haven’t made a sound.

But in reality, they heard it.

The big black-furred rat in front of him was somewhat miraculous.

Its physique and cellular vitality were truly exceptional.

To low to medium levels of ultrasonic waves, it showed some irritability, but its body was unaffected.

It wasn’t until Brian pushed the ultrasonic waves to his body’s upper limits—high-frequency, and sustained for several seconds—that the rat reacted as if scalded by boiling water.

This meant that as long as he directed a continuous, close-range ultrasonic shock at a target, even creatures with robust flesh would be affected.

To test the impact’s strength.

Brian used high-frequency ultrasonic waves to continually assault the black-furred rat, quickly rupturing most of the blood vessels in the creature’s body.

A little longer and he probably could have completely scrambled its brain.

But it was pointless.

Literally pointless.

After the initial shock, when most of the rat’s tiny blood vessels burst and sustained internal damage, continuing the assault did not worsen its injuries.

Brian even suspected that the rat’s struggle was an instinctive reaction due to the confinement of its body.

"Why would there be such a strange situation?"

Brian was puzzled.

It’s like a person who can be cut by a knife.

Then there’s no reason that after a few cuts, they become immune to the knife, right?

Do you think you’re a Saint Soldier of Athena!

Is that reasonable?

...

Brian didn’t believe in such an incredible ability!

He couldn’t stand it anymore; he directly reached out and peeled open the knife wounds on the rat’s body.

The wounds were already beginning to heal.

This meant that the rat’s healing ability was about the same as his, probably around seven to eight times that of a normal human.

But its cellular vitality couldn’t possibly match his, otherwise Shi San would have already said it smelled as good as him.

"Perhaps it’s due to the difference in species, many animals naturally heal much quicker than humans..."

Brian muttered analytically as he continued to examine the rat.

This time, he finally noticed something off.

The skin toughness of the black-furred rat seemed to have improved a bit...

This was the sensation fed back to Brian by his Supercomputer Perception after he touched it; the likelihood of a misperception was slim.

"Can it be, is this rat really that strong?"

Brian drew his blade once more, approached the back of the black-furred rat, controlled his body, and replicated the splendid scene of twenty-one cuts in a moment with the same force and speed as before.

This time, he truly felt something different.

The toughness of the rat’s skin and muscles had increased by about one percent compared to before.

Such a subtle change in such a short time was difficult to notice, but not for Brian, who perceived like an intelligent humanoid robot.

"Let’s take another look!"

Brian’s breathing grew heavier.

This rat’s talent was somewhat awesome!

...

And so he waited for half an hour.

After half an hour, the black-furred giant rat had shrunk considerably, finally resembling the size of a stray spotted cat from Brian’s former life in the south, except for the tail—it was only as large as a domestic cat.

Its size had decreased several times within half an hour.

Yet the black-furred rat’s skin showed no signs of loosening and remained tightly fitted to its body, the sense of danger it exuded growing ever stronger.

The injuries it suffered unsuspectingly were rapidly healing.

"Incredible!"

Brian touched the rat’s now significantly enhanced skin toughness, awed in his heart.

It was using its flesh as an energy reserve, quickly adapting to the current predicament.

Injured? Then boost the healing of the wounds.

Cut by a blade? Then rapidly improve the toughness of the skin...

Brian suddenly remembered a phrase he had seen in his past life: The same move can only be used on a Saint Soldier once!

The black-furred rat wasn’t that exaggerated, but it was already trending in that direction.

If allowed to survive for decades, or even a century, continuously subjected to Blood Moon Radiation, maybe it could really grow into a sort of diminished version of a Rat Saint Soldier.

...

Feeling the hand that continually touched his body, the black-furred rat endured without flinching.

It was furious.

It waited for its wounds to nearly heal before planning to devour the Two-legged Beast and the stinky dog in front of it!

It was close!

Almost there!

The rat had a clear understanding of the miracle of its body through its numerous experiences of injury.

Couldn’t catch up to prey.

After a sleep, its speed increased.

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