Chapter 39 Threat
Early the next morning.
The sound of the gate opening in the cave disturbed all the gladiators.
The gladiators sat up or stood up and looked outside the gate.
A large number of security omnics block the road to the outside world. This scene of security omnics supporting the scene indicates to everyone that the master of this arena is coming.
The person in charge still strode into the cave with a cold face.
He walked straight around all the gladiators and came to Qin Xia, raising his head and shouting.
“You think you are particularly powerful?”
“In this place that belongs to me!”
“Your ability is not as effective as the pen in my hand, as long as I am willing I can make you die just by writing a few words!”
"..."
Hearing these shouts, Qin Xia looked down at the person in charge and listened expressionlessly until the guy finished shouting all the words he wanted to shout.
There are some insults.
It wasn’t until the person in charge shouted that his mouth went dry, Qin Xia slowly spoke: "So, you are here about your brother and nephew? You said you can kill me with a pen, but you act like a Barking like a dog?"
"It took you an entire night to trouble me about your dead nephew."
"Oh, by the way, you took my favor yesterday and organized the funeral of their father and son together. It took one night, but it only took one night, and it was a trap. You're welcome, I always like to help others. "
Qin Xia's words were like adding fuel to the fire. The person in charge became angry and continued to yell and curse.
Angron glared at the person in charge and clenched his fists.
Kleist pulled Angron and shook his head gently.
Hono did not stop anyone at this time. Now he is the irrational and calm one. After grabbing a stone on the ground, he slowly approached behind the person in charge.
"Shut up!"
While the person in charge was still chattering and barking, Qin Xia shouted loudly.
Frost condensed on the wall. The person in charge wanted to shut up from the bottom of his soul, so he stopped talking.
“Why did you just come over and threaten me like this? What do you think?” Qin Xia looked confused, “Do you think your threat and your so-called murderous pen are effective? I didn’t know I was fighting. Who ranks among all the gladiators in the arena, but I know I must be very popular, after I killed the Guards and those Tarco family bastards."
"The arena is yours? No, of course not yours, you are just a guard dog tied up in the arena. The only difference between you and trapped beasts like us is that you have an owner.”
"If I were you, I wouldn't come here to humiliate myself."
Qin Xia said while analyzing the motivation and psychological character of the person in charge.
This person in charge gave him the impression that he was incredibly stupid from the beginning.
Of course, this guy wasn't that stupid at first, but Qin Xia knew he was a fool just by looking at him.
Ninety percent of the reason why he can be the person in charge of the arena is that he is both civil and military, intelligent and talented. Among these qualities, he is loyal.
Qin Xia can even profile the character of the master in charge.
He must be an arrogant and arrogant control freak. He doesn’t care whether the people under him are qualified to hold an important position. He only cares about whether they are completely loyal to him and execute his orders and will 100%. Go down.
“You are very popular, but this only prevents you from being dragged out and beaten to death by my understatement. But I can still let you die, but it will make you more popular. It will please the Nucerians even more." The person in charge gritted his teeth, "Besides, I didn't come here specifically to scold you. You don't have the qualifications and level to do it."
"Then you came here just to scold you. " Qin Xia smiled and said, "I don't mind insulting you in a hundred ways, but if it makes you happy, then forget it." "..." The person in charge was silent for a long time. He turned around and left without holding back a strong retort, "The nobleman I mentioned earlier who allows you to make any request is here again, and he asks to have lunch with you."
"Eating with your control freak master? Forget it, if eating this meal allows me to skin you off, I'd be happy," Qin Xia said.
“Of course you can refuse.” The person in charge stopped and turned back with a wicked smile, “Master Tarke is not a small-minded person, especially when it comes to dealing with real slaves.”
“ ..." Qin Xia frowned.
"The door will be open until noon. You make your own decision." The person in charge turned around again and left.
When the dog guarding the arena left, Angron immediately stepped forward: "You should never have lunch with any noble. I have a bad feeling."
"Agree." Kleist agreed, "And he opened the floodgates. Maybe this is our chance to escape, or at least we can collect some information."
After that, Kleis Te looked at Honor, wanting to ask for his opinion.
Hono stood there holding the stone, not knowing what he was thinking, and said nothing.
“I have a question.” Suddenly a gladiator asked, “We are not locked in the cave forever. We know how to get from here to the outside. What information do we need to collect? "
"We know how to get there? Yes, we know how to get to the arena, to that damned place isolated by the energy shield," Kleist roared, "Idiot! Why didn’t we go this way?”
"But no one has ever tried to go outside from the energy shield. There may be some mechanism buried under the red sand."
"Then try it next time in a wrestling match. If someone cuts you, you Search slowly, search slowly on the vast red sand!"
"..."
Qin Xia observed the gladiators while Kleist was arguing with others.
Many of these gladiators stared directly at the opened gate.
The thick floodgates that Caesar once needed to penetrate with his psychic powers were now open to everyone.
Angron also stared at the gate, obviously hesitating whether to rush out.
Most of the people here have been imprisoned for too long, and their desire to escape outweighs everything else.
“This gate is not made of any extraordinary material.” Qin Xia said, “If I lick it as food, my corrosive saliva can dissolve a hole in it.”
Listening to Qin Xia's words, everyone thought he was joking, but looking at his expression, he was not joking.
"Even if I grabbed the person in charge's head and read his memory while he was present, I would know how to go."
"But the gate and the arena are not our only obstacles. If everyone is not If we all want to die, we have to think longer term."
Qin Xia continued.
“We have to consider where we can find better weapons after we get out of this gate, instead of giving us the commonly used harpoons and other crappy things.”
“We have to Considering what kind of stronger enemies we have to fight with better weapons, we also have to consider where we will settle down after escaping from the arena, and even how we will face the encirclement and suppression of slave owners. We even have to consider our How to get rid of the slave owners forever, say by killing them with an uprising.”
"I miss every breath of hot air I breathed outside now. My heart tells me that I want to rush out now."
Qin Xia slowly glanced at everyone.
“But the Arena is really not the only hell we have to face. I hate to say this, but this hell is relatively less cruel now.”
(End of Chapter)