From that day on, Awu had one more instructor. Although Spartak was freed from slavery, he apparently did not think so.

Unlike Awu, Spartak was born a slave and did not feel any of the warmth of the gods. He had enjoyed a brief period of freedom.

During the Orc attack, Spartak fled to the wasteland, praying that he would live until the bell rang, like countless poor people.

It was probably the only luck in his life that he survived. It's just that Spartak can't tell whether this incident is lucky or unlucky.

By the time they returned from the wasteland, Spartacus had been freed from slavery and had civilian status. But he inadvertently rammed the convoy of the Holy Descent family, and the two sides skirmished, and the process was not friendly.

As a result, Spartak picked up a life and became a slave again. He couldn't tell which of the sacred laws he had violated.

But a slave, who cares? Spartacus, who returned to slavery again, chose to become a gladiator.

He won all the battles, and the bonuses were enough for him to regain his civilian status and even become a citizen of the Divine State.

But Spartak gave up his chance again and again, and he divided the prize money among the other gladiators, allowing one slave after another to be free.

The slaves knelt at Spartak's feet, kissing the ground he had trodden on, trying to follow him. Spartacus, however, said that he had more important things to do.

He sent everyone away and groped his way through the darkness in search of a trail of light. At the age of twenty-seven, Spartak got the most important opportunity of his life: the National Games!

He didn't hesitate to sign up. In the Colosseum, Spartak killed all his opponents, a third of whom were his friends.

Before the opponent died, he did not curse, but sent blessings.

"May you do what you want...", Spartak won, he was the strongest gladiator in the Divine State, and he was awarded the prize by the brilliant General Ponger.

Spartak pleaded with Ponger that he wanted to join the legion and become a centurion, and that he would not have to give him warriors, just give him some slaves.

In the face of Spartak's pleading, Ponge nodded slightly, not knowing whether to agree or refuse. Ponger did give Spartak a slave: a slave named Awu.

Spartak had never seen such a clear look in his eyes among slaves. After getting to know Ah Wu better, Spartak was a little disappointed.

This child is not a slave at all. Awu is more like the illegitimate son of the Holy Family. No, he was treated even better than a true member of the Saint Family!

In charge of physical and tactical training are Ponger and Spartacus, the top group of people in the Divine State. The man in charge of teaching him literacy was an eccentric scholar named Badwan, who was said to be running for the university election.

Half of the textbooks used by Awu are the latest and most useful books of the Divine State, and the other half are ancient books from the Inquisition.

Not to mention, Senator Knight would occasionally teach him some etiquette, and Mr. Ludon would take the time to take Awu with him... Spartak was disappointed.

He was sure that Awu was not his fellow traveler. As Awu's gladiatorial instructor and Mr. Luden's personal bodyguard, Spartak embarked on a path he never imagined.

… Instead of becoming a centurion, he became a coachman. Every day, he drove a horse-drawn carriage and traveled around the senate, small buildings, mines, arenas and other places.

Unfortunately, Spartacus's political consciousness was not high. He didn't understand what it meant to drive for the Big Three.

In the blink of an eye, another half a month has passed. The carriage stopped outside the mine, and Ludon was welcomed in to check on the latest production status.

Spartak sat in the shade to escape the heat. Awu pulled out the newspaper and began to teach Spartak to read. Although Spartak felt that Awu was not his fellow traveler, the identity of Awu's slave was real, more real than gold.

Therefore, after leaving the scope of Mr. Ludon's protection, the slaves enjoyed the same treatment as Awu.

Someone threw stones at him for fun, someone cursed him, and there were even several thrilling assassinations. Fortunately, Spartak was by his side, and no one could hurt Awu.

Awu read out the headlines in the newspaper,

"Ponger Jager won the 800-meter race, and before that, he had already won the 100m, 200m, 400m..."

This medal, which was all gold and worth a lot of money, was put on by Pang Ge for Spartak himself. However, in Spartak's eyes, it was more like a chain, a chain for a dog or a slave.

It's just that when Spartak really faces Ponger, he can't help but be afraid. It's like a jackal meets a lion and is afraid.

Spartak, who killed the red eye, was easily subdued in the hands of Ponger, and there was no power to fight back.

If Ponger wanted to, the title of the strongest gladiator would not have been Spartacus. Ponger was like a mountain in front of Spartak, and as long as Ponger was alive, Spartak would not see the light.

He couldn't accomplish what he wanted to do. However, Spartak was not in a hurry. He'd waited long enough to keep waiting.

The Shenbang Games were held for half a month, but people's enthusiasm was not reduced in the slightest. Lotteries, championships, wine, parades... It seems that everyone can find fun during the sports day.

Coupled with the large number of jobs provided by the Games, the poor gradually had some rice in their pockets. They can choose to go to the buffet to have a full meal, or they can save up to buy new farming tools so that they can have a better harvest next year... Everyone can see the light of hope, and life will naturally not be too bitter.

This half month is a wonderful half month and a fulfilling half month. The crime rate has never been so low, and everyone has a smile on their face and a look of hope in their eyes.

Of course, the most mentioned sentence is still praise for Mr. Luden! Some people even shouted: "Luden, the tribune, is the greatest tribune in history!" While his prestige grew, so did Luden's business.

He and the Saint Family let go of their previous unpleasantness, and the two began to join forces. Under the leadership of Al, the Yin Sha family took a stake in Lucky Newspaper, and promised to only invest in shares, not to participate in specific operations, which will take effect permanently, and Lu Deng also has the right of first refusal to repurchase shares.

… The Jager family placed a large order for the mine to replace weapons and equipment for the legion, as well as various agricultural tools.

Ludon found a design drawing of a horse-drawn carriage from ancient books, which could greatly improve the comfort of the carriage by relying on the shock absorber below.

As a result, Ludon and the Jager family jointly financed the establishment of a carriage company to produce new styles of carriages from ancient books.

However, this type of carriage is wider and heavier than ordinary carriages, and it also requires a larger horse to pull it. There are not enough Malaysians in Kambang to pull the carts, so sales have been poor.

But even when he lost money, Luton insisted on doing so. When Ponger asked why, Luton gave a strange reason,

"This is for the development of the aerospace industry for future generations, and we must widen the width of the carriage!" Fortunately, Ludon often said these strange things, and Ponger didn't care, just as if he had found something in the ancient books.

Sales of the new carriage were frustrated, and the problem left Ludon distressed for several days. Soon, this problem was solved.

Luton and a certain lady spent an unforgettable half of the night in the new carriage. Within a few days, orders flew like snowflakes, and the production schedule was even two years later.

The saints of the Divine State, I heard that there is a comfortable and spacious new car, and it is very flexible! The old men yearn for it, as if a carriage can help them regain their youthful feeling.

They can't wait to take their lover out for a ride. After the sales dilemma of horse-drawn carriages was solved, Luden wanted to further expand production, but encountered new problems.

There are not enough raw materials ... In addition to iron, all kinds of raw materials are depleted, and if you buy them through official channels, you need to pay a high price.

Smuggling words ... That's right, even during the lockdown, there was still smuggling in the kingdom. The survivors outside, risking their lives, collected supplies, put them in hanging baskets under the city walls, and were pulled up the walls.

As a trade, the guards on the city walls will drop food and water. These materials are in the Divine State, and they can easily be sold at a high price.

But what is illegal can be done by the tribune. Someone can do it. As a result, there is a miraculous phenomenon in the Divine State: every morning, the patrolling guards will be surprised to find a pile of supplies on the wall.

According to the Code of God, these ownerless things will be expropriated on the spot. After the requisition, the legion was sold to some merchants at a bargain, and after several changes of hands, these things fell into the hands of Ludon.

It's amazing! In order to praise this holy miracle, the zealous Ludon took the initiative to send people to bring wine and food to the guards, ten Shenbang lottery tickets per person... Anything that is illegal cannot be done by the tribune!

In this way, another half a month passed, and Luden's business empire had no enemies. All of the Saint Descendants were his partners, and they were all able to profit from their dealings with Luden, and everyone was smiling.

The most important thing is that the Maria family left enough cake for everyone to feed everyone.

After a long month, the Shenbang Games came to a successful conclusion. At the closing ceremony, the Senate was very excited and hugged each other and cried in the stands.

The elder burst into tears excitedly and revealed his heart to the reporter of the Lucky Newspaper,

"The sports meeting is the first thing the Senate does!"

"Senate, on the right path!" Obviously, he subconsciously counted Luden, the tribune, as part of the Senate.

In short, the Senate enjoyed a moment of honor and praise! This is something they have never felt in their lives.

At this point, Luton felt that the time was ripe to propose a triumphal ceremony for Ponger! The cost of this Games is not high, and the benefits are very high!

The original budget of three million has not been moved! This money can just be used as the start-up capital for the triumphal ceremony.

Ludon cleared all obstacles to Pong's triumphal ceremony, and all the senators privately pledged to vote on it.

No one will refuse, no one can refuse, no one will dare to refuse! At this moment, at the closing ceremony of the Games, a familiar muffled sound was heard in the sky.

Winter - Winter - The moment they heard the bell, people were a little confused. Soon, the crowd began a new round of carnival, cheering and roaring, releasing the most suppressed emotions in their hearts.

It's the bell of the high platform! It's the bell of freedom! This is the bell of victory! Orcs... Finally gone!

The great 800-year-old Divine State has once again defeated the orcs, and they have survived this catastrophe!

Greatness belongs to the state of God。。