Chapter 8 The God of Nuceria
Except for a small number of gladiators, most of the others gathered around Qin Xia.
These two hundred people surrounded Qin Xia, Angron and Onuo.
A change in a lively atmosphere cannot gain the trust and favor of these people and make them cooperate.
But Honor is a very kind man, and it is obvious that the gladiators who came after him have all been taken care of by him to some extent, and he is prestigious.
Coupled with the size of Qin Xia and Angron, their fighting prowess or their drinking of ink, most people saw hope of escaping from this current hell on earth.
Although this is only a little bit of hope, for people sinking into the abyss, even a thread is enough to make them have the urge to reach out.
"This arena is guarded by iron men." Angron was the first to tell what impressed him most.
"I know." Qin Xia nodded and glanced at the others, "I know there are iron men here, I know there are all kinds of technological creations here that we can see or cannot see and can't think of. I just need to know Some details."
"The Iron Patrol will patrol non-stop for thirty-one hours, and there are no blind spots or loopholes to exploit in their patrols."
The handsome gladiator who had closed his eyes and meditated before stood up.
Thirty-one hours, thirty-one solar hours to be precise.
It’s been a full day in Nuceria.
As for why the Nucerians use solar time to calculate time... Qin Xia thought, this may be because Nuceria itself was established by human colonists, and the ancestors of the people here wanted to commemorate the cradle. Galaxy, so we use solar time to count.
After stating an obvious fact, the handsome gladiator looked around and said one more thing.
"Of course, there is no loophole to exploit under normal circumstances, but I am different. I can use witchcraft to make us all invisible." When describing it, the faces of the gladiators present did not look good.
Obviously, Nucerians hate psykers.
But from the faces and eyes of those people, Qin Xia saw another kind of sympathy.
Angron had a deeper feeling about this complex emotion. He found that it was a kind of disgust caused by traditional concepts, but pity and sympathy because of the understanding of the tragic situation of the "wizard" .
"What's your name, buddy?" Qin Xia asked the handsome gladiator.
The gladiator put his hand on his heart and bowed slightly. His beautiful face seemed to be filled with pride and pride: "Caesar."
"What a name." Qin Xia nodded.
The gladiator named Caesar retreated into the crowd.
Then someone stood up and spoke: "All of us will be assigned at least one opportunity to go to the arena every week. On the day before going to the arena, we will get the opportunity to have a good meal."
"Also, we don't necessarily have to sacrifice our lives every time we fight." Someone added.
"After being arranged to play, Maggot Eyes will come in to notify us, and then we will be escorted to the arena by omnics." Someone else said.
Qin Xia listened carefully to every sentence and remembered it carefully, even though the information did not seem to be very important.
And when this information was spoken out by people, no one spoke anymore.
"No more?" Qin Xia asked everyone in surprise.
People looked at each other. Caesar once again stood up and flipped his blond hair, and said lightly: "We slaves will either fight in the arena or squat in the cave. What else do you want to hear from us?"
" "The security situation of the arena." Qin Xia said, "You have escaped several times, you should know this."
Caesar's cheeks turned slightly red, he opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again. Mouth: "I can't lie in situations like this... Every time I'm found less than twenty steps out of the cave, the omnics that ignored me before will suddenly come into action and invite me back to the cave."
"This shows that they have a way to monitor you, even after you use psychic powers... witchcraft." Qin Xia nodded with satisfaction, "This is also very important, I wrote it down."
Hearing this, Caesar raised his eyebrows and looked around, seeming proud that he had told a piece of information that was more useful than other people's information.
After keeping all the information in mind, Qin Xia raised his head and glanced at the top of the cave: "There doesn't seem to be any monitoring equipment here. I don't know why..."
"The arrogance of high knights." The one who had remained silent just now Honor said, "They won't monitor us because we can't escape at all, except for one situation."
"What situation?" Qin Xia asked.
"Well..." Honor snorted, touched the back of his head, and said with some embarrassment, "On the night of the delicious meal before the gladiatorial fight, some ladies will be brought in to the gladiatorial arena, and then at this time the maggots will Eyes will come in to broadcast the gladiators’ night, and this program has quite high ratings outside.”
The gladiators all had meaningful smiles on their faces.
Including some female gladiators.
"Will they broadcast it?" A new gladiator suddenly interrupted, "Then I have to perform well when the meal day comes. It's because of my extraordinary talent that I was seduced by the slum police chief for seducing other people's wives. Caught in."
"You should be lucky that the pure love warrior didn't castrate you when he brought you in." Qin Xia rolled her eyes at the man.
His eyes fell on Angron.
Qin Xia planned to give some hints to prepare for escaping from the arena, so he hoped that Angron could use his innate talent to help and bring his desire to escape to others.
Then he will make a fake plan and announce it at the right time.
There will be moles among the gladiators.
But obviously, there are many people who want to escape, and this is not the first time someone has escaped. It can be seen from the fact that there is no monitoring equipment in the cave. Escape and capture itself are the games of slave owners. Therefore, even if an escape plan is leaked by a mole, it will not lead to death and excommunication.
Once the plan is leaked, Qin Xia will scan everyone's head, then find and kill the insider. This is the first step to escape.
But looking at Angron's appearance, it seemed that he was not yet able to share his emotions with others.
"What is a high knight?" Angron, who had high hopes from Qin Xia, suddenly asked.
When the word "High Knight" came out clearly from Angron's mouth, it reached everyone's ears.
Whether it is the gladiators gathered together, the gladiators watching indifferently in the corner, or other gladiators who are dissatisfied with the gladiators' grouping at this time... everyone seems to be suffocated, holding their breath Concentrated for a while.
Until a gladiator who stood in the corner of the cave and glared at everyone from beginning to end spoke.
"The High Knights."
"They are the gods of Nuceria."
(End of Chapter)