Chapter Seventy-Four: The Origin of the Kuroshio Gladiatorial Fight
"The host...... Do we really have so many pure crystals? ”
After Modo left, the void finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked the doubts in his heart.
How many assets do they have, Modo doesn't know, doesn't she understand?
Not to mention a billion, the one million pure crystals given to Moduo are almost one-fortieth of their total assets, even if you add the assets hoarded by the Black Claw Gang, it will be 200 million in the sky.
It would be much cheaper to use the money to buy high-ranking slaves than to hire a few more short-term apostle-level thugs.
"No, no, but we can make money."
Cheng Hai smiled, got up and walked towards the room he had chosen.
"But...... How does this earn? ”
Xu Yuan followed behind Cheng Hai, but he was even more puzzled.
Earning 500 million in two weeks is an impossible thing to think about.
"Hahaha, a little bit of confidence in me. Here, you should familiarize yourself with the basic information of the gladiators participating in the competition, and I will transfer it to you after Modo sends over the more detailed information. Cheng Hai threw her a chip.
Xuyuan took the thing and inserted it into the card reader in the room, projecting full-body photos of more than a hundred people. She absentmindedly scanned the two pages and looked back at Cheng Hai, who was smoking against the window.
"Master."
"Huh?"
Cheng Hai shifted his posture to the side, so that he could observe the robots repairing the ruins under the light while looking at the void.
These strange things have a keen sense of smell, can accurately smell every area where the battle is taking place, and have little privacy to speak of, which is quite troublesome.
"I'm sorry, I'm so stupid to make this situation happen." The void said lowly.
"What? Want the comfort of the master? Cheng Hai quipped.
If it was normal, Xuyuan might nod happily and casually say something that even Cheng Hai couldn't resist. It's just that today, she is not in this mood.
"Look at this man."
Void Abyss called up a message and said worriedly, "Prince Logan's gladiator furious beast. This person had won sixty-five consecutive victories before implanting the module, and both his combat consciousness and physical strength were already approaching the Blood Moon. And after being transformed by Prince Logan, his recovery ability and explosive power have been two to four times the original, if I don't make a change......"
"I'll just say so."
Cheng Hai interrupted her with his mouth, pointed to his head and said, "I let you become this puppet, but it's not a good idea. You know, no matter how beautiful this guy with the code name Angry Beast is, he is just a prisoner of war, a slave. ”
"Huh?"
There was a look of confusion in the eyes of the void.
Kuroshio gladiators are originally characters who fight to the death on the battlefield, and once they fail, their lives are gone. Does the identity of this layer of slaves still matter?
"Look outside."
Cheng Hai motioned for her to look at the robot outside the window, but after less than two hours of processing, three buildings had been rebuilt, which was not far from the original appearance.
Xu Yuan stood behind Cheng Hai, trying to follow Cheng Hai's train of thought, but still didn't find the connection between the two.
"The technology in this world is so advanced, if you just want to watch exciting battles, things like androids and androids can be made casually, so why bother with those alien slaves who were captured after the war?" Cheng Hai prompted.
"Maybe it'...... Tradition? Xuyuan guessed.
Living planets are not so easy to find, and if there are enough potential prisoners of war to hold a gladiatorial battle, then this duel can only be held once after thousands of years.
In order to keep the five-year event on schedule, the rulers of Qahtani did not directly cut down the roots of the captives, but controlled their behavior, allowed them to continue to reproduce, and then selected the right seeds from them to force them to participate in this game of killing in the same way.
So strictly speaking, it's really a tradition.
"Void Abyss, after the incident, you should have more contact with the crowd." Cheng Hai smiled.
"Hmm."
Void frowned, though she didn't understand.
"If you mention the word tradition, then you should know that every tradition has its origins, just like our Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, both of which are derived from our ancient culture."
Cheng Hai pulled down the curtains, and a complex shielding circle was quietly erected, and continued: "The origin of this Kuroshio gladiatorial arena is obvious, that is, captivity. You are so obedient to me, but no one feels the slightest suspicion, it is because of their means. ”
"They stripped the souls of the prisoners of war into two parts, one to control the body, and the other to be imprisoned in the depths of consciousness, enduring endless loneliness. The POWs were able to feel everything that happened to them at the same time, whether it was humiliation and pain, or brutal torture, but they could do nothing about it. ”
"The three views and pride they built up in the first half of their lives will be destroyed, and they will see themselves living like animals, and they don't even have the right to close their eyes and not see."
"For them, death is the real relief for them. But in fact, it was also a luxury, and the first prisoners of war were forced to reproduce before their lives came to an end, like breeding pigs. But children who start with cells don't know anything, and if they all grow up in that environment and develop habits early, then captivity doesn't mean much. ”
"I compared the players of hundreds of Kuroshio gladiatorial tournaments over the past thousand years, and found a lot of similarities. For example, the Raging Beast you mentioned earlier, I found two similar characters. ”
Speaking of this, Cheng Hai's finger clicked on the screen and called up the data of two of them.
"Barricades, the fourth place in the 3,102nd Kuroshio Gladiatorial Fight of this generation; Black Whale, runner-up of the 3160th class. They are all ragas who have been destroyed for 2,000 years, and apart from their unique fighting styles, they are used to left-handed techniques, and even the muscles twitch in their legs. ”
The picture is divided into three shots to compare the details of the movements of the three people.
Void Abyss's mouth slowly opened, as if he had an epiphany, and said, "Is there any connection between them?" ”
"Hmm."
Cheng Hai nodded and explained: "Although it has not been announced to the public, after the death of the first generation of prisoners of war, the soul should have been retained, implanted or instilled into a new body, and continue to endure this torture." So I had to buy an apostolic slave and do research on this, and if I could come up with a virus that broke the shackles of this aspect, it would be equivalent to planting a bombshell on the planet. That's why I won't let you implant the auxiliary module, you understand? ”
"That's ...... so"
After going through Cheng Hai's thoughts in his mind, Xuyuan only felt that Huo Ran was cheerful.
"So what you have to do these days is to familiarize yourself with the information of the contestants. As for how to win, you don't have to be too anxious, I'll figure it out. Cheng Hai added.
"Okay." Xuyuan said helplessly.
"But you also reminded me ......"
Cheng Hai suddenly thought of something, took off the soft armor under his body, and threw it to the void abyss.
"And then."
"Wait, this ...... What do you do? ”
The void was puzzled, unable to figure out what he was thinking.
"Don't worry, I shouldn't have a fight of that level during this time. I'll try this software for you tonight, and Kompler's all-out attack made me feel tight, no different from being hit by a football, and it should be able to keep you in the semi-finals unharmed. Cheng Hai smiled.
"But ......"
Void Abyss still felt very unsecure.
"Put it on!" Cheng Hai ordered.
"Good ......"
Knowing that he couldn't talk to him, Void Abyss began to undress.
"Hey~"
Cheng Hai shrugged his shoulders, spun his chair for half a circle, put his legs on the desk, and lit a cigarette for himself.
The sound of rustling and grinding came intermittently, and the void abyss quickly changed his clothes. She looked at Cheng Hai's leisurely back, and she couldn't help but be curious.
"Anyway...... How do we make our money? ”
"You'll find out tomorrow, I've got to keep it a little mysterious." Cheng Hai dusted off his cigarette ashes, looking like he was holding the chance to win.
"Well, my all-powerful master."
Looking at his pretended mysterious posture, Xu Yuan couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
Vanity.
"Don't laugh."
"Oh."