Mai Fan only wanted food that would allow them to live for two more days, and was not interested in raw ingredients.

But the gladiatorial arena mentioned in the mouth of the Buddha...... Mai Fan felt that he still needed to take a look.

So, he gently patted the tower-like arm of the tower.

"Don't worry...... I'm going to give you the following note. You're my friend, how could I not trust you?"

"Ten days of food for one person, that's enough. But I'm a little interested in the gladiatorial arena you talk about. ”

This time, it was his turn to be surprised and nervous: "What do you want to do? You don't want to be a gladiator too, do you?"

"Oh my God, my friend Maifan, don't go. ”

"Just your little physique...... Lack of physical fitness...... I don't want my new friend to die in the first duel!"

What do you think...... Mai Fan rolled his eyes in his heart, but a kind smile appeared on his face: "What do you say, I'm worried about my new friend!"

"We just want to see where our new friends work, and I'm not worried about the deal between us...... Look at you, why are you so unconfident. ”

At this time, Mai Fan's exhibition room was speechless......

'This is a human creature...... Really...... It's kind of interesting, ha......'

'This is an insincere anti-talker race?hahaha, we have to turn a corner to chat......

But I don't want to take it seriously.

All three of her heads flashed with tears of care at the same time......

"Okay, okay! Tomorrow we'll go to the Colosseum!"

"I'm going to play the best challenge and show it to my friends!"

The next scene doesn't have to be thought about and you know.

Hello everyone, hello everyone, I couldn't help but eat another bowl of delicious instant noodles, and then in this happy atmosphere...... The three of Mai Fan had a rare good night's sleep.

The kobold didn't lie to Mai Fan, the place he gave him was really a safe refuge.

Don't look at this little house in the most remote part of the security zone.

But right above their heads, the chaotic area of the sanctuary, ushered in the most brutal night life.

What was once a chaotic area that was dark is now a different scene.

Some of the deserted places in this area during the day suddenly come alive at night.

In several alleys, there was unbridled laughter and shouting.

The strange and ugly female creatures that seemed strange and ugly to Mai Fan roamed aimlessly in this area, and from time to time they could get a lot of teasing and talking.

A venue with the largest flickering lights and the doors open.

Inside, a large string of creatures with chains hung inside, standing in transparent display cases, allowing the buyers in the audience to see their quality.

The voices of shouting and shouting rang out around the creatures that looked like big guys......

There are races that are looked at, and after a certain price is heard, they will be taken away by one of the big guys.

No one will come to the chaotic area to maintain order.

Because in the non-chaotic area, there are still a lot of things waiting for them to deal with.

"Get up, get up! No one is allowed to linger here...... Sleep in a proper place!"

The rangers in the vault violently chased away a group of encamped creatures......

These new creatures are really a nuisance, and they have been complained about countless times by the surrounding residents.

Poor in the middle of the night, I still have to come to work...... I really don't understand why this display column chose this wild planet.

And also......

"Hell, stop, what are you doing!"

Inspectors patrolling another street heard loud fighting......

When they arrived, they found ...... There is only one team left on the ground that does not know the race...... They fell to the ground in pieces, and all the supplies had been snatched......

And their little lives ...... The patrol officer looked at the creature twitching on the ground...... It's still alive, but it's impossible to continue living.

"Area D is 898 directions, here's a transport truck, let's send it to the biological differentiation room. ”

"The XXX group on the planet XXXX has weak life characteristics......"

Shortly after being notified, the ground at the scene was dented, and in the next second, the creatures were all carried under the pavement along with the traces left there.

An invisible belt led them to a place, click, and by the time the creatures resurfaced, they had already arrived in a strange space.

There were a number of races in quarantine clothing, and they didn't have a single expression on their faces as they watched as the new trash was brought in.

The number of this race and the basic information were entered on the light screen, and then everyone waited quietly.

Not long after, a slight siren sounded on the cart loaded with the creatures.

Didi ......

The group shouted as if they were harvesting a wave of leeks.

"Okay, confirm that all are dead, and the samples are in storage...... Enter the scrap disposal ......"

"There's too many people coming here tonight, isn't it? ”

"Forget it, what's the complaint? ”

"When those annoying low-planet races are gone, won't we be quiet here?"

"You Gugulala is a double standard, you were bored a while ago, but now you can watch the excitement every day, but you are complaining?"

"Okay, the work has increased, and the pay has also increased? Use your special ability to see if people of this race are suitable for high-temperature incineration?"

The Gugulara race that is said to have a talent for seeing the way a creature decomposes after death.

Sometimes it's better than machine inspection.

Not all races can be wiped out by the heat, and some populations can survive very well in the heat. There is even the possibility of antibiotic evolution, and some populations can even cause more bizarre changes such as explosions, ice, and poison gases after encountering high temperatures......

Therefore, when it comes to follow-up treatment, they, the screening personnel, are the last step in the control of the test.

Now the Gugulara thrust her tentacles into the body of a dead creature, whoosh, swooped, extracted a tube of the creature's bodily fluids, and grunted...... After about fifteen or sixteen seconds, the tentacles returned the bodily fluid......

"No problem...... Phew, this can be processed at high temperatures......"

Bitter...... You don't have to tell anyone about it.

As Gugulara's words fell, the machine in front of him transmitted the batch of 'scraps' directly into the next space.