Rebirth: I Became a Maggot 2

Chapter 186 Ratatouille

My main concern is that the poison might have different effects on people with different constitutions. Ever since Dafu was attacked by Mengmeng's saliva, he's been very quiet and hasn't said a word. I've also been busy before, so I haven't had time to ask him.

Now that I finally have some time, I'll inquire about Dafu's situation and see if he's alright.

When Dafu heard my voice, she was clearly taken aback, as if I had never cared about her like this before. She seemed a little nervous, and then slowly said, "It's...it's okay."

"What do you mean 'okay'? If something's wrong, something's wrong; if nothing's wrong, nothing's wrong," I shouted angrily. What does "okay" even mean? Can't you give me a clear answer?

Dafu was probably startled by my yelling, but he still looked at me and said, "It's okay."

I was relieved to hear that everything was alright. I don't know what I was angry about. I just felt frustrated and anxious. I felt like nothing was going right and I couldn't do anything well. Even when I tried my best, something would always come and interrupt me.

Actually, I didn't intend to apologize for Dafu's yelling. After all, Dafu and I have been together for so long, we're like very close friends or even comrades-in-arms, so even if I did something wrong, Dafu wouldn't blame me.

This is just like a normal person who has suffered a lot of grievances outside, but when they get home, the first people they dare not offend are definitely the people around them, that is, their closest people.

I don't know what my attitude towards Dafu is now, but one thing is certain: without realizing it, I have come to regard Dafu as my closest friend.

At least in dangerous situations, I definitely wouldn't abandon her.

I don't know how much time passed, but the white mouse led us to a dark alley, which looked like the back of a hotel. Behind the hotel was a kitchen, and we were now outside that kitchen.

"Xiaobai, where are we now?" I asked, feeling quite frustrated.

Weren't we just in the park? How did we suddenly end up behind a hotel? What the heck is going on?

"We've arrived at my cousin's workplace now," Xiaobai said as they walked into the dark alley.

I know this alleyway so well; every murder or robbery I've ever seen on TV happens here.

That's why they say where there's sunlight, there's also darkness. In front, there's magnificence, but behind, there are dark alleys and filthy sewers.

There were still some water droplets from the air conditioner dripping down on both sides, making a thumping sound. The ground was also oily, and I was afraid that the white mouse would slip and fall if it walked too fast.

But what's even more unacceptable is that there's all sorts of trash on the ground, and I even saw used condoms lying there.

I don't know if they ran out of rooms upstairs and just left their offspring here, or if someone was looking for thrills and took care of themselves right there.

It's true that young people these days love seeking thrills. They'll go to company cafeterias, woods, cars, restrooms, fitting rooms, and now they're even going to these dirty alleyways.

What's so exciting about this? Didn't you consider the feelings of the other animals?

It's like two dogs doing *that* at the village entrance; a lot of kids will be curious and watch, wondering what they're doing.

However, when humans are doing that in the wild, many small animals will come to watch, such as rats and cockroaches, to see what they are doing.

Why are there so many movements? Why is it so painful? Why is it acting like it's going to kill you? This is all due to a lack of understanding and misunderstanding between species.

Of course, I only came to understand this knowledge after being a fly for so long. If you put these things together, I would agree without hesitation to go to the toilet, the closet, or even the woods.

But now I'm a little hesitant to agree, since there are so many small animals watching around, and it wouldn't be a good look.

After the white mouse led us over the snares on the ground, it continued crawling forward until there was nowhere left to crawl, at which point it finally stopped.

I looked ahead, and this was a dead end. What was I doing here? A day trip to the sewer? I'd heard of gutter oil, but what exactly is a day trip to the sewer?

Just as I was getting very curious, the white mouse gently tapped the wall in front of us a few times. Surprisingly, the tapping was quite rhythmic, with three short taps followed by one long one.

Holy crap, I was instantly stunned. A white mouse tapped a code, three short taps and one long tap. This is just too incredible!

I can accept things like "three shallow and one deep" or "seven in front and eight in back," but where did the lab rats learn "three short and one long" from?

As the white mouse tapped, a slight sound came from the wall in front of us.

I immediately started imagining what might happen like in the cartoons, where the wall would suddenly open and let us in, or what might be a completely different Zootopia behind the wall.

But I clearly overestimated them. Not long after that hissing sound, a brick was slowly pushed out from the far corner of the wall, and then a small gray mouse poked its head out.

"Who are you looking for?" the little head asked, sounding rather annoyed, as if carrying a hint of weariness and dissatisfaction.

Upon seeing the gray mouse emerge, the white mouse eagerly ran over and said, "I've come to see my cousin."

After hearing what the white mouse said, I thought the gray mouse would immediately open the door and lead us in, but I was clearly mistaken. The gray mouse asked rather unhappily, "Who is your cousin? How am I supposed to know who he is if you don't tell me his name?"

Damn, I've heard of people acting like dogs relying on their master's power or foxes borrowing the tiger's might, but what's with this little gatekeeper acting so high and mighty? Why not just let us in? Why all the nonsense? Can't we find it ourselves?

I honestly don't know how to complain. Is there something important hidden in the back wall that is off-limits to visitors?

I was quite annoyed and complained about the lab rat, but it was clear that this wasn't its first time here, so it said in a very humble manner, "Oh, my cousin's name is Alexander Gousheng."

Damn this name, what kind of name is this? You're a rat, why are you named Gou Sheng? What are dogs supposed to think of a name like that?

These are just so many flaws, I just have to vent them.

As the white mouse spoke, the gray mouse said, "Wait a minute, I'll go call them. Wait inside for a bit."

After saying that, she pulled her little head back in, then blocked the wall with her head, and fell silent...