The calf lay peacefully in the mutation room, surrounded by pure white and clean, and his body had never been so clean since he was born. The group of bug-like creatures in front of me cleaned themselves inside and out for days. There are no gadflies that can't be driven away and bloodsuckers that can't be shaken off, but the calf still habitually flicks its tail. Comfortable but uncomfortable, he opened his throat hard, trying to get something back from his stomach to his mouth and chew it back, at least to experience the pleasure of swallowing food from his throat. However, there was nothing, and the calf could only open his mouth in vain, make a chewing motion, grind his teeth, and then snorted impatiently, put his big head back on the meat pad of his hind legs, and began to close his eyes and recuperate.

It is a pity that the dream has not yet begun, and it was broken by this gang of "bugs", they used iron tongs to pry open the calf's mouth, poured a large amount of liquid, and the previous times after filling the liquid feeling, this time satisfied the calf's long-awaited satiety, now the calf feels full of strength, and wants to return to the grassland to run wild. But it couldn't run wild, and an inexplicable sting pain brought it back to its dreams.

When he woke up again, the calf found himself inexplicably in a transparent glass room, with a shivering fox and another calf huddled next to each other. In each room, in addition to an animal, there is also an "egg". The calf came to the egg, looked at it carefully, smelled it, licked it, determined that it was not delicious, and was about to lie down and continue to rest. Suddenly, the "egg" shattered, and instantly shot out a stream of white liquid attached to the back of the calf's head, and then extended all the way to the back to the tail vertebrae.

The calf felt a splitting headache and went crazy and kept banging his horns against the glass wall. But the pain in his head did not abate, but a hot stream appeared on his spine, slowly flowing all over his body. The calf felt that its head was about to explode, to be exact, it had been fried, its facial features were severely distorted and deformed, the flat head of the bull began to be rounded, the big mouth began to shrink back, the position of the eyes was rapidly raised, and the horns began to become sharp and hard. An even more terrifying change occurred throughout the body, where the original two half-moon-shaped hooves each pierced out 3 bones. The thick thighs become thinner, the calves thicken, the spine contracts rapidly and rises, and the calf can no longer stand firmly.

"Brother Niu has a nightmare again." A weak greeting drags the calf out of the nightmare. The fox girl poked out her little head from the soil nest opposite.

"yes, it's okay, let's rest early. Tomorrow is the graduation exam. The little fox reluctantly retracted his head and said no more, but the calf never fell asleep again. He was sure that it wasn't a dream, but a terrible memory that no one else could know. He vaguely recalled that he had been a real cow, living carefree on the grassland. They were then captured by a group of bugmen and transformed into what they are now, and the "bugs" proclaimed themselves gods, calling this process "evolution".

He still remembers that on the afternoon after his transformation, someone (an owl-looking monster, to be exact) sneaked in and gave him a shot, telling him that it would help him pretend to be calm and save his life. He wanted to scream, but his throat couldn't make any sound, and he wanted to flee, but his limbs couldn't move. But his wandering soul made him see that the calf next door had been awakened, and the "bug" took out a large bowl of meat with concern to signal to eat, and the calf still remembered the howling and crying of the same kind, as well as the increasingly dense wave patterns and rapidly changing readings on the display.

To the calf's surprise, he actually understood the words of the "bugs": the recipient memory was not completely erased, and the attachment failed. A "bug" took out a stick, and when the light flashed, the calf next door stopped moving.

The calf was frightened, and at this moment, he felt a flash of white light in front of him, and opened his eyes with difficulty, and the "bugs" just now had appeared beside him: beef, to be exact, the meat of his parents. The calf finally understood why the cow next door was crying. When he wanted to get up in anger and step on the group of "bugs" in front of him, he remembered the words of the "owl". He caught a glimpse of the "bugs" carefully observing the waves and readings. He took the plate, devoured the beef, burped and fell asleep: the attachment was successful, and the indicators were normal. The "bug" with the stick put away the stick and turned to go out. The calf listened to the voice next door: the little fox shivered and ate a plate of fox meat.

In the gladiatorial arena, the yellow ground is sparsely bloodstained, the yellow "bugs" are covered with yellow steps, and the yellow sand is all over the sky. Carmon, a martial planet, the creatures that have been "saved" this year, only by passing the "graduation exam" and gladiatorial battles can they return to their hometowns and work hard to "save" more creatures, so that they can have more opportunities to make meritorious contributions and apply for the right to reproduce from their "bug" gods. Otherwise, they can only work as coolies on this planet full of yellow sand and become a part of this yellow sand.

As long as the calf wins three games today, he can win the qualification to go to the "holy land", he knows that the so-called "holy land" of the worm is his hometown, and he must go back, reunite with the herd, and be a real cow again.

The floodgates of the arena opened, and he was confronted by a saber-toothed tiger, with long and strong fangs, pointed and sharp claws, a large and well-proportioned body, mighty and domineering when standing, and a tiger and tiger when running. The saber-toothed tiger opened its bloody jaw, let out a short, loud howl, and rushed towards the calf, accompanied by a long and poignant cheer from the "gods" in the audience.

The saber-toothed tiger is extremely fast, and at the moment of approaching the calf, it suddenly changes direction, goes up the wall, condescends, and pounces in the air, its claws come out of its sheath, and its big mouth opens to aim at the calf's neck. Not to be outdone, the calf jumped on the spot, its thick arms firmly locking the saber-toothed tiger's throat. Both of them landed on the ground, splashing a circle of loess and rippling onto the side wall of the gladiatorial arena.

The crowd grew louder and louder.

The calf locked the neck of the saber-toothed tiger, and the saber-toothed tiger bit the cow with a strong bite, and the big mouth kept opening and closing, trying to bite, and the four claws kicked and hooked the cowhide on the calf's arm. Seeing that he couldn't lock his throat, the calf withdrew his hand, slammed two punches at the saber-toothed tiger's head, and then quickly jumped three meters away, panting.

The saber-toothed tiger stood up and squeezed his swollen left eye, which was smashed by the ox, and before he could figure out the direction, he saw a depressed bull's head stop and bump into him. The saber-toothed tiger couldn't dodge, and the sky spun around, slamming heavily to the ground, and his eyes went black, and he fainted.

The saber-toothed tiger was carried away, and the calf returned to the rest area to wait for the next opponent.

If you can win a game, at least you don't have to be evaluated as the least valuable person and do coolies. The growling belly makes the calf nostalgic for the tender green grass of his hometown, and he must go back! The calf hinted at himself again.

I have been in this yellow world for two years, and I have to listen to these "gods" every day to pass on the teachings: we (here referring to the wormmen) are the representatives of the gods, the controllers of the cosmic order, and the legitimate owners of the "holy land". You (in this case, all orcs) were originally higher beings and lived a carefree life in the Holy Land, but many years ago, demons invaded the Holy Land and transformed your ancestors into lower species. We do everything we can to save you, but the demons are too powerful to save you all. The war between gods and demons consumed most of Kamon's energy, and the Protoss was forced to reach a settlement agreement with the demons. But you must remember: always beware of the demons, do not be deceived by their appearance, always burn the anger in your hearts and prepare to fight to save your race, and always dedicate your heart to the gods to show you the way forward.

Think about it, your parents are still low-level animals, as cattle and horses, let the demons slaughter, the gods want to raise troops to fight immediately, but the demons are too powerful and scheming. You are the only ones who can save you. The god king is the most generous emperor, for those who have merit in fighting against the demons, they will be rewarded with the right to continue to reproduce, and those who are meritorious can approve fiefs in the "holy land" and establish their own tribes, so that their descendants can become higher creatures and live in peace for a long time. At the same time, the resources are limited, and it consumes a lot of energy to deal with the demons, and the Protoss is fair, and will never favor those who are worthless, those who are cowardly and incompetent, and those who do nothing!

Every time the calf calmed down, he would review the teachings and tell himself not to believe them, but to develop a pious appearance. Only he knows how pleasant it is to be a real cow, and how sad it is to be a higher animal in their mouths. But he couldn't tell anyone, because it would have killed him in no time with that glowing stick, or with nothing left of ashes from the glowing gun. But he still decided to find a suitable opportunity to tell the fox girl and give her courage, so that she would no longer be afraid of demons and no longer tremble. However, it will all be after he returns to his hometown.

Thinking of the fox sister, the calf can't help but think of those hateful werewolves, they always bully others in groups, but they care for the fox sister. Originally, he might have had a good impression of these werewolves and became friends, but when he remembered the prostrate and pious appearance of these werewolves, the calf had to stay away from them. Thinking of the scarred face of the wolf boss again, he must not let such a person return to his hometown, and when he encounters a werewolf in a gladiatorial fight, he will be ruthless and ruthless. The calf slammed the ground and made up his mind.

The second game came more slowly than expected, and it wasn't until the Mavericks' excited blood became a little anxious that they were notified.

The fence of the arena opened again, and a smell of blood came to my face, and when I looked closely, I found that the earthy yellow ground had added a few strong blood stains.

The opponent is a Vajra ape-man, with a green face and fangs, full of muscles, and a bunch of fiery red hair in pigtails from the bald tip of his bald head. Maverick couldn't understand why everyone had to yell loudly when they came out. Out of politeness, the calf also "mooed", feeling unimposing, and swallowed back halfway through the call.

When the Kongo ape-man rushed over, he could feel the ground shaking as he stepped on it. I have more strength but less agility, I don't know what the IQ is, it is estimated that it will not be too high, otherwise it will not be assigned to this magnitude. The calf secretly judged in his heart.

The turquoise fist of the King Kong ape man was easily dodged by the calf's squat, and he made a detour behind him to win the upper hand again by locking his throat, but he didn't expect the ape-man to be too powerful, and easily pulled the calf's arm away, and an over-the-shoulder fall threw him to the ground.

The big green feet became bigger and bigger in front of the calf, and the calf secretly scolded that it was not good, and quickly turned over to avoid the heavy foot, but forgot to withdraw the two slender horns.

The horns of the cow were trampled into the ground on the ground, the bull's head was instantly cocked, the calf felt a strange sound in his neck, and his head "buzzed", and he couldn't distinguish the southeast and northwest, and he couldn't see the King Kong ape-man clearly. The calf could only stand up quickly and retreat, trying to quickly open a safe distance, but before his head could regain balance, he staggered and fell to the ground.

The helpless calf could only quickly search for the enemy with his eyes, but found that the King Kong ape man was standing alone in the golden rooster, holding one foot with both hands, and there were two blood holes on it, like a child of more than 400 pounds jumping and screaming in the middle of the arena.

Take a long breath of bullish breath, lower the bull's head, grasp the ground with all four feet, and rush out with arrows.

Seeing the calf rushing like this, the King Kong ape man steadied his feet with a confident face, grabbed the two rushing horns with both hands, and flipped diagonally with the momentum, and the calf fell on his stomach again.

This time the ape-man did not dare to step on it, but quickly ran over and held down the bull's head and smashed it. The calf couldn't break the ape-man's strong arms, and its two hind legs quietly bent up, and suddenly kicked into the ape-man's lower abdomen.

The ape-man clutched his belly and retreated, and the calf knew that if he wanted to win, he would not let him breathe, so he hugged the ape's head and bent his knees against his head. The ape-man was furious at the blow. The turquoise eyes turned blood-red, and he headbutted, punched, and kicked like crazy. The ape-man was too strong for the calf to parry and hurriedly retreated.

The ape-man completely ignored the physical exertion, chased the calf and beat it violently, and the pillars, iron bars, and windows of the gladiatorial arena were all spared under the dodge of the calf.

It was dangerous to provoke the ape-man, but it was wise to escape, and the two of them circled around the arena three times, and the sound of the walls collapsing, the sound of broken iron doors and windows, and the sound of the audience's cheers mixed with the loess raised in the arena finally exhausted the ape-man.

The calf felt that the ape-man's punch was noticeably sluggish, and his strength was obviously insufficient. Lower the bull's head again and rush towards the opponent who is chasing after him. This time, the horns were not grasped, and the ape-man was knocked down by the waist, and his eyes were dark, and he was carried on a cart by 8 kobolds who came to clean the field.

The calf silently walked out of the gladiatorial arena, completely ignoring the applause from the audience. At this moment, a striped "bug" in the audience whispered to another "bug": arrange the strongest opponent for him, and I want this cow.

The calf who returned to the rest area no longer had the heart to reminisce about the past, and this scene made him consume a lot of energy, and his head was still buzzing. He fell into a deep sleep.

"Brother Niu" didn't sleep for long, and the voice of the fox sister came. The calf rolled his eyelids and slowly woke up.

"How many games have you won?"

The ox raised his hand and gestured to a 2.

"Great, I've won two games too."

Seeing that the calf was about to go to sleep again, the fox quickly shook him awake.

"Brother Niu, can I ask you something? I've heard that everyone you're competing with has been knocked unconscious by you, and the gorilla hasn't woken up yet, so it's going to be delayed until next semester if you want to continue playing. Can you promise me that if I encounter a werewolf later, don't knock them out. They are all good friends of mine. ”

The calf is 10,000 unhappy in his heart, and if he encounters a werewolf, he must use his greatest strength to knock him out. Since the fox sister said so, he could only agree, after all, if the werewolf was in the same magnitude as himself, what was the chance that he would be able to go to the third game.

Seeing the little cow nodding, the fox girl jumped and left.

"Fox Girl" Niu suddenly stopped him, and when Fox Sister looked back, she saw that his eyes were round, and there was no worry just now.

"Gotta win three times! When I get to the Holy Land, I have something to tell you."

"Don't worry, the fox nodded happily and ran away happily." The calf never worried that the fox could lose, and he knew best how rich a heart there was beneath this weak exterior. The calf fell into a deep sleep.

In the third game, in order to pursue excitement, the bug allows the contestants to choose a cold weapon to fight. The calf swayed between an axe and a hammer. The long-handled axe has great lethality, and it is easier to use but its power is limited, but considering that the opponent just encountered is too strong, it is more rude to use the hammer. In the end, the Mavericks still opted for a pair of short-handled warhammers.

The opponent is the wolf boss, and the calf is surprised and excited, and the surprise is that this guy can actually hold out to the third game, and the excitement is that he finally has the opportunity to clean up this arrogant character.

According to the procedure, the wolf boss roared loudly, winning a round of applause from the stage. Out of the way, the calf had no choice but to raise the hammer and look around the stands.

The mace of the wolf boss is very in line with his temperament, and he holds the mace in both hands and pulls out a full arc and smashes it towards the cow's waist. The calf crossed with a double hammer and took the baton solidly. The strength of this stick was more than Maverick imagined, and it shook Maverick's hands numbly, and he realized that the werewolf was definitely not a vegetarian until now.

The wolf boss has an absolute advantage in the length of his weapon, and the big stick mallet dance is impermeable. The Mavericks know that in order to win, they will have to attack in close quarters.

So, he kept blocking with his double hammers, while slowly shrinking the distance between him and the wolf boss.

Werewolves are also not vegetarians, and they can see through the calf's conspiracy after a few moves, so they will distance themselves after each attack to ensure that the next attack is still to smash the enemy with the stick head position.

Seeing that the plan was recognized, the calf immediately switched tactics, and immediately pulled back with a hammer hook after catching a stick steadily, the werewolf was not as strong as the calf, and the stick almost got out of his hand, so he could only step forward and grab the stick, and at this time he happened to hit the long-awaited cow's hooves in front of him and was kicked away.

The wolf boss often fights with people, has rich experience in actual combat, and is not discouraged at all even if he suffers a loss first. The mace continued to round the attack bull's head, and when the calf judged the path and was about to block, the werewolf suddenly changed the direction of the attack and drew a perfect arc to the right and smashed the cow's waist. Despite the quick response, the hammers were not in place in time, and the mace smashed half into the handle and half into the hand, and the force penetrated into the waist, causing a sharp pain.

Temporarily changing the attack route, the werewolf knows that the calf must have a defense and can't use it much, and changing the route will make the mace lose a certain amount of attack strength. At the same time, Maverick finally understood the reason why the werewolf was able to get to where he is now, and in the process of bullying his classmates before, he had accumulated enough combat experience, which explained the reason why even a fierce character like the saber-toothed tiger had to avoid three points when he saw the werewolf.

Next, a long stalemate battle, the calf has always wanted to get close, and the werewolf has been on the defensive, but he retains enough physical strength to never take the initiative to attack. The calf kept circling around, looking for an opportunity to break through, and the werewolf was always able to stop him from approaching again and again with a long mace, which made the calf feel irritable. Seeing that the opportunity had come, the werewolf deliberately increased the intensity of his swing after receiving the calf's hammer, and the mace head was raised behind him. Seeing the opportunity, the calf quickly turned around and approached the werewolf, followed by the hammer in his right hand and smashed it straight to the werewolf's chest, but he didn't know that the werewolf had already prepared, and took a step back and picked off the hammer with the handle of the mace. I only felt a buzzing in my head, and I was smashed to my knees.

Seeing the opportunity, the werewolf quickly swung another stick and smashed it at the bull's head. The calf knew that he could not dodge, so he simply lowered his head, took the baton with the back of his neck, and at the same time rushed towards the werewolf. This stick made the calf almost faint, but the potential energy of the collision had burst out, and the bull's head hit the werewolf's waist after the calf was hit by a stick, and then quickly raised his head, making people stand unsteadily, and was hit to the ground by the bull's top fly.

The calf, if it is a real black bull, is the best way for the bull to suppress the enemy and win by slamming the opponent into successive counterattacks after the opponent has fallen to the ground. However, because the calf has been transformed into a cowman, although the hind legs can still provide power for the collision like ordinary cows, due to the increase in waist and the front legs into arms, the bull's head cannot overwhelm the height of the ground like the original cows, and then the horns are pushed up to the enemy at the moment of the moment, and the enemy is lifted up again. But the calf knows that there is also an excellent time to collide, that is, the moment when the enemy falls to the ground and stands up, at this time, he will vomit blood and faint, and at worst he will be disemboweled. And the werewolf was trying to get up at the moment.

Strike a pose and hold the bull's head low. At this moment, the words of the fox girl suddenly echoed in her mind, and she promised her not to collide with the werewolf, and besides, it was the wolf head that took good care of her, which made the bull head that had been pressed hesitate a little.

"Bastard, what is he doing". The audience outside the stadium let out a sigh.

"What do you want to think about bumping into it?" Some of them are insect-like and fluttering, some are shouting and shouting with shrill screams, and some are shouting and muttering words of unknown meaning. The little maverick still doesn't know how much popularity he has accumulated in his first two games, and how many people are waiting to see the scene when he lowers the bull's head and crashes into the enemy. The image of the ox with its horns facing forward and its eyes turned up has been registered as a trademark for a beef product, and his graduation exam has been broadcast by major media outlets, becoming the most watched program in a single game. But the odds of betting on three consecutive wins in the bull head are still not high, after all, most bullaurs don't like and are not good at fighting, and it is rare to win one.

The Maverick eventually rushed forward, but the opportunity was wrong, and the werewolf who stood up made a graceful turn to dodge the impact. Let the original chance of victory turn into a ridiculous bullfight. Turned around, added a hammer, and smashed it heavily on the hind calf, and there was a sharp pain, and the calf's hind leg no longer dared to exert force, and it could no longer make a special impact.

The match was played from late afternoon to early evening, setting a record for the longest time in a single match. By this time, the sun had sunk in the west, and the sandstorm of Carmon had accumulated into a huge wall of earthy yellow, rolling from the eastern end of the horizon, with no end in sight, up and down. On the field, the sudden wind gusted, the flags were waved on the sidelines, and the columns were ringing for a while, and the heads were depressed for a while, but the black cloth scraps printed with skulls were blown up, and since they were blown up, they have been high and low but have not landed.

The calf snorted and spewed out the yellow sand that rushed in, and the air was golden, but the auditorium was still fresh under the protection of an invisible shield. The calf knew that if he didn't end the fight earlier, he would have to fight in a sandstorm, and once the gladiatorial fight began, he would have to win or lose, and it would be impossible to close it because of this.

Seeing that the werewolf never came to melee combat, the calf simply pulled away and took aim, throwing a war hammer. The war hammer rolled and cut through the air, and when it hit the mace, it jumped wildly, and the hammer hit the werewolf's jaw, and the werewolf's wide open mouth was quickly closed by the force, and the tongue that had not had time to retract was punctured by sharp teeth, and a mouthful of blood and two smashed front teeth spit out.

The "despicable" werewolf was about to scold, but found that his teeth were leaking, so he dismissed this idea and concentrated on dealing with the approaching calf.

Finally close, this is handy for the calf, the long mace is held by the calf, and it can't be used. Knees, overheads, elbows, and hammers make the werewolves retreat. This made the werewolf lose his reason just now, and officially became angry, it simply threw away the mace, turned its hands into claws, locked the arm that locked the calf's hammer, and opened its mouth to bite the cow's head. The calf didn't pay much attention to the wolf's mouth, which had lost two teeth, and only used his remaining hand to keep hammering.

The locked hammer keeps the calf from a happy lore. The werewolves held out until the sandstorm arrived. In an instant, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, and the wind mixed with sand and gravel shot wildly at the two of them. The calf felt that his nose was stuffed with sand, he could no longer breathe, his eyes were blown away at all, and he wanted to hear the sound of the position, but his ears were filled with the sound of the wind, the metal impact of ping-pong, and the sound of crackling sand and gravel shooting into the rock. The calf only felt that something was constantly hitting him, not only the werewolf but also the unknown object flying over, out of helplessness, he could only smash it blindly. And then the world swirled, and I don't know why.