Soon, Marle made his way to the twelfth floor and found the apartment in the twelfth arrondissement, where the three tributes, Black Mickey, Lady Effie, Sina, Porthia, and Sinda, the Gnostic stylist, were in a meeting. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Tomorrow will start with intensive training, and during the four days of training, the tributes will learn all the survival and fighting skills they can, and after four days, they will be tested by the rich people, which will be the best time to pull sponsorship. There are various types of cold weapons to choose from on the training ground, as well as a variety of field simulation environments, and the only rule of training is that you can't fight with other tributes. These rules, although the coach in the training room tomorrow will definitely talk about them, but Hammic still advises: "Don't blindly practice martial arts, survival skills are more important, in fact, in the previous Hunger Games, most people died because of hunger, cold and disease." ”

"But we still don't have a chance of winning, do we?" A somewhat pessimistic Pita said: "At the meeting, you also saw those tributes from the first and second districts, who lived richly, were well nourished, tall, strong, and had fierce eyes. Those guys can go to school to learn all kinds of skills before the age of eighteen, and they take pride in participating in The Hunger Games, where there is no lottery at all, and countless guys take the initiative to sign up, and even have to be screened within the district to select the most powerful...... It's impossible for us to win against these guys......"

Hammic stopped talking, he knew these things better than anyone else, and he couldn't comfort Peeta, because that's the way it is, The Hunger Games seemed fair, but in fact the tributes were divided from the beginning. Hemic looked at Ma Le, and in his eyes, he no longer regarded this strong and terrible young man as a contestant. But under Hammich's gaze, Ma Le still had an indifferent expression on his face, calmly holding his nose.

"You're right!" Mrs. Effie didn't seem to understand Peeta's troubles, and still added fuel to the fire: "But they won't have preferential treatment, although they are better than you, but the apartments they live in, the food they eat, and the training they participate in are the same as yours!" Pita sighed and said in her heart: "What's the use of having different foundations and the same treatment......"

After dinner, a few people rested early, probably a little tired from running around during the day, Ma Le was also very honest all night, just went to talk to Tutor Hai Miqi once, and then went back to the room to sleep. However, Gnosis was keenly aware that when Hamidage sent Ma Le out of the room, his forehead was sweaty, and his face was shocked. And the reason why Gnosis pays attention to Ma Le is because before Ma Le went, he specially borrowed the surveillance shield from her.

Early the next morning, Hammic gathered the four tributes and asked them what they were good at. As in the original story, Katniss mentions that he can use bows and arrows, and then Pita begins to praise Katniss for his excellent archery, which causes Katniss to be dissatisfied, and also begins to break the news that Pita is very strong and good at wrestling, and the two even quarrel about it. Young people are like this, some are rebellious, some are ego, and even other people's praise has to be denied, adolescence.

Then there is Gnostic, and the girl with glasses in the double ponytail only says that she is alert and can spot the enemy beforehand. As for Ma Le, Hammic opened his mouth to say something and stopped, selectively skipping it.

"No matter what you're good at, try not to show it in front of others, leave your specialty skills to practice when you train alone, and try to learn as many abilities as you don't know!" Hamidage admonished.

It was almost ten o'clock, and the four of them took the elevator down to the basement of the building, which was a vast underground training ground, divided into several stations, each of which could teach a skill, some to train survivability, some to combat ability, and various dummies and sparring partners on standby. Here, even the most ordinary tribute can become familiar with the battle as soon as possible.

The four men of the 12th district were the last to arrive, a total of forty-eight tributes were gathered in a circle in the training ground, and after a while, a tall woman, her name was Atala, and she was the chief instructor of the training ground.

Atala briefly explained the rules and discipline, and then let the tribute men train separately. The characters in the plot naturally began to show their abilities, and one of the two in the first district was good at archery and the other was good at throwing; The boy in the second district is called Cato, tall and strong, and is considered the strongest tribute in the original plot, and his partner is called Graf, a cold girl who is good at throwing knives. These are tricky people who have undergone perennial training before coming and are known as professional tributes by other districts. Many of the other plot characters watched their training, and many of them showed expressions of despair.

However, the other areas are not without good hands, and the girl from District 5 is called Fox Face, not only because of her thin face, slender eyes, and fox-like appearance, but also because she herself is as cunning and agile as a fox. Lulu, a black girl in District 11, is only twelve years old, but she climbs like a monkey with dexterity, and is silent and very good at hiding. As for his partner, he was a big black man named Salis, who was as strong as Cato, and was a good fighter in frontal combat.

Of course, no matter how much these guys toss, they are just ordinary people, and Gnosis has long been determined, even Cato, the strongest among them, has a strength of only 8 points. This group of half-sized people, in the eyes of the twenty-four entry-level elites, is not a concern at all. While the characters were training desperately, the adventurers gathered together very tacitly, ignoring the urging of the instructors, and held a small meeting in a low voice.

"I have a proposal!" The one who spoke was one of the strongest candidates, Helias of the Holy City, and if you talked to him closely, you would find that he was much taller than he looked on TV, and even Ma Le had to look up slightly, at least one meter ninety-five.

Helias said slowly, "Everyone here is also a good player, and I must know something about the high-risk world of the Hunger Games. Since the emergence of the Hunger Games world, there has been no shortage of adventurers being killed by the plot characters, this time in order to avoid this kind of accident, I propose that everyone start the game, immediately kill the plot characters in their own area, and we adventurers will have a dignified decisive battle! ”

A few adventurers nodded in agreement, but some people questioned, and the first to come up was the other strongest candidate, Moon Lake: "Yo, the handsome little brother of the Holy City is actually afraid of those hairy children?" It's a good idea to kill the characters, but I beg to differ. I'm a weak woman, I originally relied on high charm to win the favor of the plot characters to survive to this day, and you asked me to kill the plot characters, didn't that kill me? ”

After speaking, she secretly stabbed her partner next to her, Krlaev, who is also from Dynamic City. This is a stocky man with a short stature, looking at the spoiled expression on his face, it is estimated that he has already fallen under the pomegranate skirt of Moon Lake, and he is obedient to this woman. After receiving the hint from Moon Lake, Krlaev immediately burst out and attacked Helias: "Ms. Moon Lake is right, you are from the weak Eighth District, so naturally you want to make this kind of suggestion, but we are from the strongest Second District, why should we kill our teammates first?" ”

Immediately, a few adventurers from the advantageous area also chimed in, and in a few moments, the twenty-four contestants were roughly divided into two factions, one group supported Helias and the other group supported Moon Lake. Although the others do not have the intelligence ability of gnosis, they still have eyesight after being in the middle of life and death for so long, not to mention that there are a few people who have exploration skills, and after a little look, they can see that Helias and Moon Lake are not easy to mess with. None of the people who come here are stupid, and their thighs naturally have to be hugged thickly.

Of course, there were a few people who didn't say anything, not to mention Ma Le and Gnosis, and there was also a handsome young man and the old man who had no information.

Ma Le noticed the old man at the beginning, he didn't care about the pinch between the two giants at all, moved his ass to the old man and asked, "Old man, my name is foodie, what do you call it?" The old man glanced at him, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, nodded and replied with a smile: "Soros! Ma Le nodded, exchanged a few words with the old man, and then said the question that had been bothering him before: "I said old man, how did you get mixed up at your age?" Soros stroked his beard and said: "It's very simple, I told them that I was a Progeria patient, and my real age was only sixteen, and the information was written wrong, so they let me come." ”

Hearing this reason, Ma Le felt that his IQ had been insulted, and the information that he had to do was almost arrested after being caught, and you actually made up a nonsense and mixed in, which is intolerable...... But excitement is excitement, if what the old man said is true, Ma Le will not dare to underestimate him. To be able to pass the assessment in such a nonsense way, this old man definitely has some unusual means!

Ma Le is talking to Soros on this side, and the dispute between the two factions on the other side has reached a fever pitch, but no one can convince anyone. At this time, both Helias and Moon Lake noticed a few "idle people" on this side, so they began to throw olive branches to them.

Helias walked up to the four of Ma Le, nodded and said, "Several, I think it's better to kill the characters in the plot, or ......" "It's better to keep it!" Before Helias finished speaking, Moon Lake snatched the second half of the sentence.

Ma Le was talking about life and ideals with the old-timers here, who knew that such two unhappy goods were inserted halfway, and he was suddenly a little impatient, and waved his hand and said: "If you are willing to kill, you will kill yourself, if you are willing to stay, if you can't make up your mind, it depends on the situation, and you have to unify the pace of killing individuals, you think you are walking in steps, a group of pigs' heads!" ”

Ma Le's contemptuous attitude immediately made the other adventurers angry, especially the two giants. Compared to Yuehu, she is a woman, and she doesn't care very much, but Helias is different. He was also a rare intellectualist in the Cross Order, but as a master, he could not bear such insults and contempt. Helias's face twitched slightly, and he strode up to Ma Le, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up with one hand.

However, Helias ignored one point, Ma Le also mentioned the tall Gale during the election, to be able to do this kind of action, one hand must have at least two hundred pounds of strength, and the strength must be no less than 20 points, from that video, he should pay attention to Ma Le.

Ma Le was dragged by the collar by the neck, and he refused to give up, grabbed Helias's wrist, and twisted it with his backhand, only to hear the sound of clicking bones, Helias actually let go of his hand in pain. Then Ma stretched out his palm and clasped it on his face, and with five fingers, he pinched the big man's skull with a click, and actually lifted it up in turn!

This Helias is also tough, biting his cheeks and puffing out his temples, stunned and silent! Ma Le had the intention of pinching him to death on the spot, and was afraid of violating the rules and disqualifying, so he snorted coldly, threw it away, and threw the strong man weighing at least 100 kilograms, slamming it on the wall a few meters away.