The next six games are all competitions of aliens, minotaurs, orcs, goblins, cyclops, centaurs, and even elves, they fight selflessly in the field, in order to please the cheers of the audience in the audience, for them, in this human country, they have been reduced to slaves, they are attached to the strong, the strength of human beings, they can't forget, the smoke of gunpowder in the sky, the unyielding fighting spirit, they already know, if there is no god race, They are no match for technologically advanced human beings at all, so it is natural that they become slaves without any psychological burden. [Ran^Text^Library] []. []. [com] latest chapter full text reading (Marshmallow Txt free download)

In the slave market, it is always worth what can be beaten, because other slaves, whether they are handsome, docile, industrious, intelligent, etc., are not as good as those who can fight to bring wealth to the slave owner, the tickets and sponsorship of each game, the arena, the slave owner, the sponsor of the tripartite sharing, and the huge legal peripheral gambling market, the wealth created during this period is crazy.

Moreover, the packaging and publicity methods of celebrities in peacetime also apply here, and the status status will not prevent the real powerhouse from having enough fans, and these fans will go out of their way to sponsor their idols in order to play more games, so that the figures they expect appear in the games.

It turns out that this slave market, centered on the arena, has developed a unique culture.

Countless former adventure groups, with high wealth to buy weapons, equipment, and even conqueror mechas, go to enemy-occupied areas to fight grass valleys, plunder slaves, no matter how powerful centaurs and minotaurs, can not stand large doses of concentrated anesthetic, it is said that this anesthetic, if ordinary people absorb a drop, will directly sleep to death, a needle, enough to make a centaur leader-level alien slumber for more than eight hours, enough to transport them back.

The legalization of the slave trade has added one more link to the entire human industrial chain, and it is the dream of countless people who want to become a human being.

Through trading, plundering, and abduction, more than 5,000 alien slaves arrive in the City of Hope every day, which is not enough to fill this market, because more and more outsiders are also coming to join in the fun, wanting to buy some slaves

In these years, what is a symbol of status, the kind of person who walks on the street and makes people think of you as a symbol of being handsome and rich?

It's not a vehicle, the first look is those clothes with limited status, the military uniforms of the Army of Hope, the nano-sterile suits of officials, and the costumes of engineers certified by the City of Hope, etc., but if you are a person who has no identity but only money, it is to carry a slave of an alien race by your side, which is a symbol of the rich at this stage.

It is hoped that the field will continue to introduce perfect slave protection laws, so that the lives of hard workers can be guaranteed, and the value of slaves will increase exponentially.

The slaves had no intention of resisting, after all, the Hope Domain was located in the middle of China, and even if they killed their masters, it would be impossible for them to escape from Huaxia, and their tall height and unusual appearance made them have nowhere to hide.

Moreover, the slave protection law guarantees their livelihood, slave owners not only have to pay slaves a minimum salary every month, but also have at least one day of vacation, private property is protected by law, there is no cruel to the point of maiming punishment, slaves are registered, the slave management office will check regularly, and if there are slaves killed, a fine that no one can ignore. [Marshmallow]

In these terms, Chu Heng's purpose is not really to protect these alien races, but to keep the human morality at a level, because the appearance of slaves is the emergence of Chu Heng's default hierarchy, in order to prevent the human character from getting out of control, there must be a strong law to maintain this rule.

Only in this way will human beings feel their sense of superiority, and at the same time, they can maintain a sober sense of crisis and good conduct.

And these slaves, especially the gladiators, who were slaves everywhere, were given the most basic legal protection and a sense of honor that made them feel excited, and they also made them feel proud of being slaves.

In particular, they enjoy being followed by the fans, enjoying the cheers on the field, enjoying all the delicious and beautiful things that can be bought with banknotes.

Don't look at it as a slave, the real popular gladiator, the appearance fee is not low, especially after the victory, even the master has to give a lot of money to envelop it, because there are slaves in the slave protection law who can be sold by themselves to transfer slave owners, so that the major gladiator companies treat the popular gladiators of their own companies very highly.

Having said that, Rod Faat saw the proud and proud, red-skinned orc with his head held high, this person was very gimmicky with a large green dragon glaive, with a long beard, wearing a green robe, like Guan Yu, and the slave owner was well trained, and the knife technique was also somewhat similar, although it was as fancy as on TV, but in the face of opponents who were not as strong as him, it was indeed very ornamental, and people were deeply trapped in it and couldn't extricate themselves.

But after the initial excitement, Rod Faat was a little unmotivated, and he always felt that there was a little awkward cheering for the alien, so he said hello and got up to go to the bathroom.

Coming out of the toilet, he stood at the door of the toilet and didn't know what to think, when suddenly a person handed over a cigar.

Rod Vaart was very surprised to look at this tall and thin young man, who looked no more than twenty-four or five, very clean, very neat, wearing a mountaineering suit, looking very ordinary.

Rod Faart really likes to smoke cigars, but this thing is not easy to do in the City of Nations, an ordinary cigar costs five cents, it is very expensive, the taste is not very positive, and he has some spiritual cleanliness, so he did not touch it when he had a choice.

When he smelled the cigar, he knew it was a good product, and of course he wouldn't let it go, so he took the scissors and cut them.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Lu Miao, I came out to breathe after watching the game, from the United States?"

"My name is Rod Fat, I'm from San Francisco, how do you know I like to smoke cigars."

"Just look at your fingers, it's not hard to guess." Lu Miao took a puff of his cigar and lit it for Rod Fat, and the two walked to the guardrail, watching the staff in the arena cleaning the corpses and bloodstains, Lu Miao said, "It's violent, but it's very pleasant, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, I know why the Colosseum of ancient Rome became a sign of the times. This kind of activity, although violent, bloody, and not as a civilized society should exist, has to be said to be enjoyable. ”

Rod Vaart took a puff of his cigar, then exhaled the smoke with great enjoyment, and said, "So pure, there is still this kind of goods?" ”

"Good things should be given to those who know the goods." Lu Miao took out a delicate metal cigarette case from his arms, handed it to Rod Vaart, and said: "Don't refuse, aren't Americans very friendly, make friends, I still have a good vintage French red wine there, go and try it?" ”

Rod Faart was so impressed with the man who enjoyed life that he accepted the cigarette case, which contained five cigars.

After walking a short distance, Lu Miao's work turned out to be a private room, Lu Miao said with a smile: "I work day and night every day, and I must enjoy it when I rest, don't you." ”

Rod Faart smiled: "After work, relax, in order to work better." ”

The two walked into the box chatting freely, there was only one beautiful woman in the box who looked charming and charming, with a round and jade body, was tasting a piece of cake, and when she saw someone following up, she wanted to get up, Lu Miao signaled no, and said with a smile: "This is my wife, Han Ya, this is Rod Faart from Wanguo City Academy." ”

"Take out the bottle of red wine I brought, as well as the German sausage that Fat Yang brought me, cut a piece and taste it."

Rod Faart enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the crowd outside, and they hid in the box in the same atmosphere to enjoy a touch of silence and comfort, giving him the feeling he had when he used to watch the San Francisco 49 play.

"Look, it's out."

The two of them sipped red wine and talked and laughed, and soon, the seventh game began, which was a centaur against a conqueror mech!

This kind of game is the only thing to watch.

The centaur is obviously a half-hot player, and the conqueror mecha is also a person trained by the gladiator company, this kind of person is often an outsider, with some talent, but extremely short of money, otherwise, humans would not easily set foot in this arena.

As soon as you enter, you are demoted to status, which is equivalent to a slave.

But I have to say that this kind of competition is very profitable, let's just say this one, this driver in his thirties, he has already received an appearance fee of 100 yuan, and there are 100 if he wins, if he can detonate the atmosphere of the scene, and get a bonus, he can make ordinary people eat and drink for a year.

Therefore, it is not surprising that some capable people surrender their identities and fight one or two games.

Moreover, this kind of battle against the conqueror mecha makes these ordinary people think of the feeling of those soldiers bravely defending their homes on the battlefield, which is very popular with some veterans.

But only if the mech wins, not this seventh game.

The Conqueror mech held up for ten minutes before being impaled through the cockpit by a steel gun and nailed to the cockpit.

Although the centaur was also desperate, his master had warned him that if he did not completely destroy the mech and win, he would be rewarded with ten dollars.

This centaur really did it.

As you can imagine, this driver's level is really average.

Again, the centaur enjoyed much less cheering, and in such a race, the human still prevails.

But fortunately, the next mecha vs. alien game was won by humans several times in a row, and the most dazzling tenth, the second and second sophomores won very beautifully.

Finally, it was the eleventh game, the finale.

The champion of the last edition, Wind Elf Huo, faced a human advanced evolutionary-level warrior, Zheng Yefeng.

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