On the ivory-white plate, seven or eight pieces of cooked meat are stacked together neatly, red and white, which is mouth-watering.

The fork fell softly and rested on the edge of the plate, as if it could not bear to damage the rare handicraft, and even the soup that was designed to radiate carefully avoided it.

"You should try the new dishes here, Dick." She suggested softly, picking up the napkin with her arm covered with black scales, wiping the corners of her mouth contrivedly, and wiping the tentacles that drooped from her ears by the way, while pointing to the dinner plate and elegantly commenting: "A piece of a girl's belly, wrapped in a middle-aged man's gluteal muscles." Who would have thought they would work together like this? Oh, that smells...... It's really layered. ”

The gourmand narrowed his compound eyes, and the peristalsis of the masticatory muscles was clearly visible. She sipped exaggeratedly again, and several tentacles came together to form a fan, and fanned and fanned on the side of her mouth: "I can't stand it, I'm about to melt......"

The man on the other side of the table was silent, his broad upper body resting on the back of his chair, his compound eyes hollow and dull, neither the soft melody in the air nor the food on the plate attracted his attention.

"What, I'm getting blood on the corners of my mouth?" The female companion is still trying to show her charm.

"Hmm...... No, you look perfect. Dick seemed to come to his senses. He sat up slowly, reached out and picked up his glass and shook it gently. In the cup, the milky white liquid glows in circles.

"The sensational new dish can only please beautiful ladies like you who are shouting to lose weight all day long, and it is not suitable for us rude guys." He laughed self-deprecatingly, drank his drink, and turned his head to look at the waiter standing beside him, "My dishes can be served, right?" I'm afraid you're going to get down to business. ”

The waiter showed a professional smile, bowed his waist slightly, the scales on his body flipped back and forth, and the tuxedo camouflage was instantly transformed into a warrior's uniform.

He raised his arm and waved it in the air, and the slaughterhouse had slid into the box through the conveyor passage on the wall.

It was a metal platform, the so-called dish, the young woman who had been stripped naked, firmly stuck between the splints on both sides. Before levitating and moving to its designated position, the platform tumbled from side to side, as if to show the noble customer how fresh the dish was.

She is indeed fresh.

Except for the steel hood that controlled her mouth and nose, preventing her from making any noise, her limbs were still waving and struggling in all directions, as if trying to grab the last straw in the air.

However, her efforts were in vain, and the splint was held in place very securely, and when she was flipped into a lean position, two bars were automatically crossed, which greatly restricted her shoulder and arm movements.

The waiter walked up, stood in front of the dish, and turned around to wait for the customer's signal, and at some point there was an extra steel knife in his hand.

Dick nodded, satisfied with the genuine food supply, and then looked back at his female companion across from him.

"This thing is more suitable for me." He said lightly, "I prefer the meat cooking style handed down by the Oriental people to the fresh barbecue instead of the messy new dishes." ”

The female companion smiled a little flatteringly: "Of course, you are an expert in this area, and your advantages are unmatched......"

At this time, the waiter decided to give up!

The tip of the knife punctures the skin in the cervical vertebrae, then strokes down all the way to the tail vertebrae, and cuts the back smoothly and accurately.

In the trembling, the fresh dish struggled violently, the head tilted back, and the hands and feet moved, but it could not affect the trajectory of the steel knife.

The flesh is torn open, and the blood flows down the pre-cut drainage groove in the lower back into the blood storage box, ensuring the cleanliness of the whole cooking process, and the waiter is indeed a superlative worker.

The bright red muscles on both sides of the spine were pieced whole, stacked several times, and finally worn on a long iron drill and fired over an open flame.

The aroma of the meat instantly diffuses, coupled with the dying struggle of the rest of the dish, and the atmosphere of the whole private room is approaching the peak of happiness.

Dick wrapped the napkin around his chest with satisfaction, but sighed regretfully: "It's a pity that it is difficult to find wild peas in our world, otherwise they will be polished into crumbs and matched with roast meat, and the taste will be called sweet." ”

"Sweeter than me?" The female companion asked coquettishly, with obvious hints in her eyes.

Unmoved, Dick slowly turned his gaze out the window as he sorted out the dishes. It was there that the rhythmic shouts were coming little by little: "Go to war!" War! War! ”

Dick seemed to be finally a little excited. He ripped off the napkin and put it back on the table, got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his hand lightly, and the ionized glass immediately opened, and the shouting became even more deafening, almost close to the mountain roaring tsunami, and even the struggle of the dishes was completely suppressed.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is an incomparably huge circular arena. The seats on all four sides were already filled with alien creatures. At this moment, they were all chanting, and hundreds of thousands of compound eyes looked at the center of the field in unison.

On that flat metal floor, several human warriors in protective gear were walking towards their respective positions. It seems that they are the protagonists of this great festival.

"The finals of the fresh meat competition, every year, what is there to be excited about?"

The female companion followed lazily, with a hint of unhappiness in her words. Her expression seems to be pouting, but the cuticles of her lips are so sharp that it is difficult to relate to the so-called sexy.

"There's really nothing to be excited about," Dick smiled, "but I've heard that there's a genius in this year's fresh meat, and they generally think it's going to be the most intense grand finale ever." ”

He pointed to one of the fighters in the field and patiently explained, "See, it's the guy from the east." He seems to be quite good, and it is said that even our invading fighters are no match for him. ”

"Do you think I'm a layman?"

The female companion took a step forward with a soft hum, and her dark fingers skillfully drew a phantom screen on the glass curtain wall. It shows a positive profile picture, and next to the avatar is the corresponding stat: 37 wins and 0 losses!

It was a young face, in his mid-20s, with yellow skin, dark hair, a blank face, and a slightly furrowed brow. He looked a little weak, but that was just an illusion, and his excellent results have already spoken for themselves.

"Numbered ECM9527, the Oriental variety, is a big hit this year."

The female companion commented with her almost professional level, "But a big scene like the finals is hard to guarantee that it won't be a big hit." Some people suspect that in this final, the other 11 fresh meat fighters who participated in the battle are likely to tacitly attack him first, and then fight each other. In that case, he would be the first to die. ”

Dick was surprised: "You even know this, do you also bet?" ”

The female companion didn't reply, but just stretched out the black snake-like tongue and licked it at the corner of her mouth:

"Judging by the standard of fresh meat, he can also be called a handsome guy. I'd love to taste what his abs are like. With your presidential powers, it should be easy to meet my demands, right? ”

"Well, if he's really being framed by vicious means, I can grant your request." Dick's attitude still seemed to be cold, but he barely put his arm around his girlfriend's shoulder, and muttered in a low voice, "Why are there 12 people in the finals this year, this number always makes me feel uneasy." ”

The female companion glanced at Dick, but did not answer, still focusing on the arena.

The spectators on all sides had fallen silent, and the miserable dishes in the box had stopped struggling.

At this time, a serious command sounded from the loudspeaker:

"The Fresh Meat Competition Annual Finals starts now!"

Before the words were spoken, the 11 contestants, both male and female, formed a fan in tacit understanding. As expected, they collectively focused their attacks on the favorite.

With the explosion of battle energy, the 11 people showed different colors of auras on their sides, and in the aura, strange monsters were taking shape—one was a huge tiger with a very mechanical texture, one was a tall and slender banshee, and one was a creepy eight-legged reptile...... The most eye-catching thing is the behemoth monster with a height of 100 meters and a whale head!

Those illusory forms of different forms, known as "Monster Barbie" by the Juggernauts, and the Fresh Meat are called Enlightenment Bodies, are the fighting forms developed by a small number of extremely talented Fresh Meat gladiators. The reason for the creation of "Monster Barbie" is unknown, and for the ruler who has dominated the planet for more than 600 years, it is the only remaining mystery of mankind.

The Fresh Meat believe that "Monster Barbie" is an artifact given to them by the gods, and it is the key to reversing their fate and regaining their freedom. But that was just a myth, and the rulers had full confidence that they could control this little trick like a puppet, because they were more powerful and had more high-tech weapons at their disposal. In addition, under the root of selfishness, human beings seem to put more natural power on intrigue with each other.

As they do now, they have resorted to the mean, but most correct, strategy to survive.

Boos rang out from the sidelines, and a significant number of spectators had already stood up and shouted their displeasure because what they wanted to see was a fair mess.

Dick, on the other hand, tilted his head, as if he saw something unusual.

"So he looks like this......"

Dick muttered to himself as he switched the phantom screen to the hot face, zooming in little by little.

"That's how it is...... Not right! Caretaker, attack! Stop them! ”

He suddenly shouted, and immediately pressed the communication button to give an order to the guards on the sidelines, and at the same time, with a flick of his arm, a light dart was violently launched with a series of light bullets!

The guards' reaction was still half a beat slower, and the panicked artillery only made two explosions, and just around the body of the big hit, an extremely strong pillar of light had already risen into the sky!

"Damn it!"

Dickretin was furious, his fist repeatedly pounding the communication buttons, and the roar was deafening:

"Kill! Kill them, all! ”