Rats?

1937 October.

"Oh, how am I supposed to go on living like this?"

Lu Chen never imagined that he would simply fall asleep and then wake up to find himself in the body of someone with the same name as him during the Republic of China era.

What's worse, the original owner was in the intelligence department's action team.

The original owner only wanted to earn more money, so he joined, but unexpectedly, Lu Chen transmigrated into his body.

To put it nicely, the action group is an organization; to put it bluntly, it's cannon fodder.

Those leadership teams are basically selected from the best talents in major military academies, and they certainly won't be sent on missions.

That's how Lu Chen and his team came to be. They were basically at the forefront of missions, no different from cannon fodder.

Even so, Lu Chen still earns 30 yuan a month.

30 yuan may not seem like much in the future, but here you can buy a ton of stuff and still not be able to spend it all.

Even though it had been almost a week since he transmigrated, Lu Chen still couldn't believe it.

If he were familiar with the overall historical situation, it would be fine, but Lu Chen, being a typical academic underachiever, had no advantage in this situation. Apart from knowing a few key events, he knew nothing else.

"Lu Chen! What are you doing? Get back to training!"

Just as Lu Chen was feeling troubled, a deep voice rang in his ears.

"Okay, okay, got it, team leader!"

Lu Chen covered his ears and glanced at the burly middle-aged man beside him.

The man's name was Xu Jianming. He was the leader of Lu Chen's action team. Relying on his power as the leader, he often acted arrogantly in front of Lu Chen and his team.

Left with no other choice, Lu Chen picked up his gun and went to the target to shoot.

"We have ammunition for training every day, so why not use it?"

Thinking of Lu Chen, he kept shooting at the target.

He had never handled a gun before, and whether it was because of the original owner of the body or his own reasons, he was exceptionally adept at using guns.

After all, what man doesn't want to handle a gun? They just haven't had the chance.

After playing for a while, Lu Chen went out and onto the street.

A tense atmosphere filled the air, and pedestrians hurried to and fro.

"Thirty dollars, and you'd risk your life for it?"

Lu Chen held 30 yuan in his hand, mocking the original owner's life as worthless.

Several days have passed since Lu Chen transmigrated, and he has been training at the base every day. Even so, he has never neglected his stomach.

I went out as soon as I got paid today and ate all the snacks on the street.

"roll."

Lu Chen was walking down the street, clutching his stomach, when he saw a rat scurrying by the roadside and gave it a lazy glance.

As if it had heard Lu Chen's words, the rat immediately stood still and didn't move. The next moment, it actually rolled into the sewer while clutching its stomach.

Lu Chen stood there, a look of utter disbelief on his face.

What happened just now?

If you say "get out," does the rat actually leave?

Lu Chen shook his head. He thought he must be crazy. How could a rat possibly understand him?

Lu Chen smiled, pretending he had misread it, and continued walking forward.

"Come out, I'll give you something delicious to eat."

Holding a small piece of pancake in his hand, peering into the sewer drain, who else could it be but Lu Chen?

Lu Chen was 100% certain that he hadn't misread it; the rat had indeed rolled into the sewer.

Could I possibly talk to animals?

Once the idea came to mind, it was unstoppable. Don't all the transmigrators in online novels have cheat codes?

Could this be my cheat code?

Thinking of this, Lu Chen specially bought a pancake and did something that even he found strange under the strange looks of passersby.

"Squeak!"

To Lu Chen's surprise, the rat actually responded to him.

Then the mouse poked its little head out and looked at Lu Chen, before slowly crawling out.

Lu Chen held the mouse in his hand without harming it, and quietly watched it eat the pancake.

"Can you understand me?"

Lu Chen looked at the mouse in his hand and asked his guess, a question that even he found unbelievable.

"Squeak!"

The mouse raised its head and squeaked twice at him.

Lu Chen's face lit up with excitement. The mouse had responded to him! He really could communicate with this mouse!

"Can you really understand what I'm saying?"

"Squeak!"

The rat responded to Lu Chen once again.

Looking at the mouse that was eating a pancake peacefully in his hand without any fear, Lu Chen was certain that it could understand him.

"Can this skill be used to make money?"

This was Lu Chen's first thought, but no matter how much he thought about it, he really couldn't figure out how to make money with this ability.

Looking at the mouse in his hand, Lu Chen retreated to the side of the street.

correct!

Lu Chen suddenly remembered that there were rewards in the intelligence department. Providing a clue about a Japanese spy would earn the individual a reward of 300 yuan if the organization caught the spy.

"Rat, have you seen anyone suspicious around here?"

Thinking of this, Lu Chen immediately asked the mouse a question.

"Squeak squeak".

The mouse squeaked twice, then looked up at him with a puzzled expression.

Lu Chen paused for a moment, thinking that even if he asked, the mouse probably wouldn't understand what he meant, since it was just a mouse.

"Have you seen anyone around here, uh, who speaks differently from me?"

Lu Chen racked his brains for a long time, and this was the only way he could describe it.

Everyone else speaks Chinese, and Japanese and Chinese are so different, this mouse should be able to tell the difference, right?

Those who came to this land during this period and still spoke Japanese were either Japanese soldiers, Japanese spies, or traitors!

"Squeak!"

Sure enough, upon hearing Lu Chen's words, the mouse squeaked twice, jumped off Lu Chen's hand, and ran off into the distance.

After walking for a while, she stopped and looked back at Lu Chen, as if she was waiting for him.

"I knew it!"

Lu Chen clenched his fist excitedly, as if the 300 yuan was already in front of him.

Lifting his foot, he caught up with the mouse in just a few steps.

"Is there a problem with the owner here?"

Finally, the rat led Lu Chen to a stop in front of a textile shop.

"Squeak squeak".

The mouse squeaked twice, then stood still.

Lu Chen knew that the rat was implying that the shop owner spoke differently from him.

"Thank you, little one, you can go now."

Lu Chen waved his hand, and the rat immediately scurried into the sewer and disappeared in a short while.

Lu Chen, however, roused himself and walked into the textile shop.

"old......"

"Sorry, we're closed for today."

Just as Lu Chen was about to speak, the shopkeeper, as if chasing away a plague god, pushed Lu Chen towards the door.

Lu Chen did not resist and was pushed outside the shop. He looked at the sky and realized it was only noon. Why were they closing so early?

Something's strange.

Lu Chen immediately sensed something was wrong. The boss seemed very anxious earlier, and closing so early was clearly abnormal.

After waiting for a while on the street, Lu Chen saw a man dressed in black and wearing a black hat walk to the entrance of the textile store.

After knocking a few times, the door opened, and the textile shop owner poked his head out, looked around, and then waved for the man to come inside.