Where did these rats come from?0

Make Me was also dumbfounded.0

He could admit he served a small role as a stimulant, but that was all.0

Frankly speaking, the wasteland was already full of rats and cockroaches to begin with. Any corner brimming with filth had the chance of becoming breeding beds for them.0

Those forgotten corpses and a lack of sufficient natural enemies were the actual root of the rodent infestation.3

Compared to mutant cockroaches, although rats, as mammals, didn’t have as good a reproductive system, they had the upper hand when it came to intelligence and combat prowess, which allowed them to become the true masters of the West Continent City. 0

They moved in packs and gnawed through everything in their path. It didn’t matter if it was the surface or the underground, marauders and survivors alike were unable to do anything about them.0

It wasn’t like Make Me hadn’t tried disciplining his minions or forming order in their ranks. Unfortunately, it didn’t take him long to realize his plan was completely useless.0

First of all, they were speaking different languages.1

Second, rats were cunning by nature and possessed no loyalty to speak of.0

Even those minions he had beaten into submission didn’t always listen to his orders. Insubordination was commonplace amongst them.0

The firewood machine made whirring sounds as it worked. The wires next to it had already been patched several times.0

These damned rats always took advantage of his sleep to chew through the wires. They wouldn’t learn their lesson even after a few of them were electrocuted. Good thing the radio...0