Chapter 429: Rat’s Nest Street

Chapter 423 – Rat’s Nest Street

The broken bones were corrected and fixed with sutures, and the wounds were stitched up, only the broken arm was a bit difficult to deal with.

It wasn’t because there were too many cuts broken, but because the arm wasn’t original, otherwise it wouldn’t have been damaged so badly.

The problem was that the zombie lady didn’t know that she had lost her original arm there, so she could only make do.

Owen tossed the limp-stomping arm aside and picked out a female arm from a jar on the shelf for the zombie lady to sew on, but she was very unsatisfied.

“It’s so fragile, I even doubt this arm could even crush a man’s bird.” The zombie lady’s tirade gave Owen a faint sense of sadness, but promised to have a new arm ready for her, but at an additional cost.

The Zombie Lady, who was in debt, agreed readily, as she wouldn’t be able to fight with this slender arm anyway.

Because the stitching was done using the technique of manipulating puppet silk, the repair was fast, which made the Zombie Lady, who wasn’t here for the first time, very curious, but regardless of whether it was Secret Silver City or Corpse Bone Street, curiosity was never a good habit, so she didn’t open her mouth to ask about it, and instead, she put on Owen’s temporarily sewn clothes and acted as a shopkeeper.

I did not expect the zombie lady to be a decent shopkeeper, let Owen save a lot of worry.

The next customers are not many, a few skeletons, weekdays are responsible for sweeping the streets, so the joints are worn out, together they put together money to buy a can of cheap corpse oil from here, carefully applied to the joints, then satisfied with the movement of the skeleton that does not make a sound to leave.

The last one to come was a stitching zombie with loose stitches and stained corpse bugs, which made it very distressed and hence came to the door.

Owen disassembled it, killed the bugs and took the eggs, maintained it for a while, and then sewed it up again, and finally gave it a bottle of insect repellent, poured in water according to a certain proportion, and soaked it regularly to kill the remaining bug eggs.

Because there is a zombie lady in, Owen saves a lot of work, have time to do some of their own things.

Waiting for the bell to ring, it was time to close the store, zombie lady skillfully closed the heavy store door.

Owen put down the things in his hand and rubbed his aching back, a little headache of the health of this body, but the most important thing at the moment was to enlist his only henchman.

Walking up to the holy emblem, Owen pretended to pray with devotion, then struck a ghostly light into the zombie lady who was watching from the sidelines.

“What is this?” The Zombie Nymphet who originally wanted to fight back moved with a lurch, her stiff expression became more animated, and she said to Owen in surprise.

“The blessing of the God of the Shadow of Death, you can also obtain it if you pray sincerely, it will make your zombie body become more flexible and powerful, and even have the feeling of a living person.” Owen really wasn’t fooling the zombie lady, his priesthood was really able to do it.

Thanks to the good reputation of the Shadow of Death Cult and the idea of just giving it a try, the Zombie Lady picked up the teachings that Owen slipped to her and stumbled through them.

Owen took some money and kept the somewhat old revolver close to him, ready to make a trip to the next street.

His predecessor was not picky about food, and various kinds of hard bread boiled down into a paste were his three meals a day, which not only led to the weakening of his body, but also caused serious problems with his teeth, so Owen decided to start eating some normal food from today onwards, and it was obvious that he could not satisfy this requirement in the Street of Corpses and Bones. Letting the zombie lady keep an eye on the house, Owen went out and arrived at the deepest part of Blood Intestine Alley according to his memory, where there was a door made of steel that separated Corpse Bone Street from the next street.

However, as long as the magic power belonging to the undead casters was inputted, the steel door could be opened automatically, after all, many undead casters were still alive, and they also had all kinds of needs, so there were some secret doors, and this one in Blood Gut Alley was just one of them.

Just after stepping out of the steel door, the small door behind him quickly closed and blended in with the surroundings under the effect of magic, if there was no magic power inputted into it as a marker, ordinary people would not be able to find it at all.

Owen didn’t care, and surveyed the surroundings while walking towards the outside of the alley, realizing that the environment here was indeed a bit bad.

Secret silver city this ghost place where there is no safety to speak of, like this kind of narrow alley is even more so, every day there is a variety of tragic events, so over time, broken limbs, broken teeth, plucked nails, as well as feces and vomit and whatnot piled up layer by layer, forming a special ground.

The residents living here have long been accustomed to it, but for Owen, every step can be called a kind of torture, but he did not expect to see a scene that makes it difficult for people to control themselves before he even reached the entrance of the alley.

Not far ahead, a short and stout gray dwarf is with a short and fat rat woman what is happening, the scene looks like a thief hot eyes, Owen frowned and was about to leave, I did not expect to see a clear-eyed him, pants did not lift the gray dwarf hehehe strange smile and picked up the side of the hand axe, the skirt has not yet had time to put down the rat woman from the side of the basket out of a brightly oiled boning knife, decided to cut some meat in the gray dwarf after the finish! After the Gray Dwarf is done having fun, she decides to cut up some meat to feed the family.

Owen which can be spoiled them, flexing a finger, a clear sound of the strings, no matter the gray dwarfs or the rat woman with the spell was generally still, until Owen went around, only to become a pile of fresh meat.

Using a piece of cloth to wipe the blood-stained sutures clean and rewrap them around his wrist, Owen exhaled the breath he was holding and walked out of the alley.

This was Rat’s Nest Street, and just like Corpse Bone Street, most of the people living here were rat people.

Rat people are considered the natives of the underground world, although not as strong as gray dwarves, also not as powerful as Zuoer, but whether it is as an assassin or a secret agent, rat people are a good hand, coupled with the very suitable for the underground environment, the community is also very large, so don’t look at the individual weak, but the overall strength is not bad, even in the secret silver city also occupies a place.

Rat’s Nest Street’s building is very interesting, in other places can only build two-story building in here can build three or four stories, only so that can accommodate the relatively large family members of the rat people.

Because of the smell of blood on his body, Owen just walked out of the alley and attracted the attention of a group of rat guards.

These ratman guards were wearing close-fitting vests with thin iron helmets, holding weapons that were more like long needles than spears, with daggers stuck in their waists, staring at Owen with greedy eyes, just as if they were going to eat someone.

Being stared at by a bunch of black bean eyes, Owen had a furtive feeling, but when he released the power of death, these ratman guards had the good sense to leave.

There was no such thing as good and evil in Secret Silver City, if Owen acted weak and deceitful, not to mention the civilians, even these ratman guards who were responsible for stabilizing the city for this reason didn’t mind killing him for meat.

So looking for guards in danger doesn’t work here, it will only make you die faster.

But if you have the strength is different, these rat people will become extra reasonable, and eager to help people, as long as you do not be introduced into the pit, or good.

(End of chapter)