Chapter 103 Today is different from the past
Rebel soldiers began to loot the arena.
Free people with no military training lined up in neat queues and rushed to Mach City at a uniform pace.
The gladiators came to the place full of memories in the arena.
Cave.
"You still live in this damn place?" Kleist looked at the new gladiators.
The newly liberated gladiators nodded.
“When were you arrested?” Kleist asked again.
"One week after you fought your way out of the arena." A handsome and tall gladiator stood up among the new gladiators and saluted Kleist, "You are my idol, madam. ”
Kleist looked at this handsome gladiator who could also speak.
"Are you from the Gaul Mountains?" Yochula stood in front of Kleist and looked at the black-haired man in front of him, "I heard that you are all barbarians."
The man was not angry. Looking at Yochula's thick blond hair, he saluted politely: "Yes, the blond hair on your head means that you are slightly more civilized than us."
Yochula's face gradually turned ugly.
The man looked at Qin Xia again and saluted again: "Since we are not black-haired people, I suggest that we should not compare the level of civilization."
"Look at what I do, I Not a Latin guy," Qin Xia thought.
The high knights of Nuceria are also divided into different groups.
They also often attack each other.
The high knights in the mountains fight against the high knights in the plains.
Qin Xia is clear about this. He has also heard Yuechula talk about his childhood.
At that time, Yochula and his mother were fishing for slave owners on the artificial sea. From time to time, barbarians from the Gaul Mountains would rush out to capture people and take them back to eat.
Everyone is also the slave of the high knight, but there is also hatred between each other.
“How is the situation in the mountainous area?” Angron asked the new gladiator, “Before we attacked Mach City, we heard that the new Tarke family leader led an attack there.”
< br> "There are no mountains left, Lord God." He replied, "Another ancient bomb left by the Mad King blew my home and the people who enslaved me into ashes, and then I was sold into this hellish place."
Angron thought for a moment and said slowly: "If you want to participate in the battle, then join the rebels. We will avenge the slave owners. If you don't want to, then go to Mach City and live a normal life. All of you are All the same, you can choose."
Half of the new gladiators raised their hands and chose to leave the arena and go to Mach City.
The remaining half were silent and wanted to join the rebels.
All these new gladiators left. Those who went to Mach City set out on their way home, and those who chose to fight found officers to join the rebel army.
Only the old gladiators who had fought side by side with Angron and Qin Xia were left in the cave.
"I miss this place very much."
Angron walked slowly in the cave, knocking and looking around.
"Because I have the greatest luck here, which is that I am lucky enough to meet you."
"You take care of me, protect me, and fight side by side with me until now."
"Except for this There is no place in this relatively safe place in hell that I don’t hate.”
Listening to Angron’s words, everyone was silent.
They were thinking, why didn't their lives change here, and why were they so lucky to meet Angron here.
Qin Xia was thinking that no matter what, he avoided Angron's fate of being nailed and turning into a murderer.
Angron walked to the window-like vent and looked outside.
Qin Xia looked at Angron.
He suddenly realized that something was wrong with Angron.
When he was in the cave of the Arena, Angron was tall enough to touch the top of the vent.
But now Angron was too big to touch.
“Wait a minute.” Qin Xia mobilized her spiritual energy and began to measure Angron’s height, and then asked in surprise: “Why did you shrink?”
Angron turned around in confusion. .
Qin Xia repeated the measurement many times and found that Angron had indeed shrunk a lot and was now about 4.6 meters tall.
"You have shrunk by more than 40 centimeters." Qin Xia was also confused.
"I thought I was the only one who thought so, but it turns out he has really shrunk." Yochula looked around at the others. Angron also compared it himself and confirmed that he had indeed shrunk.
"Do you notice any difference between yourself and usual?" Qin Xia asked.
Angron thought carefully and then gave the answer: "If we talk about the difference, then I feel more secure than before, and my desire for power is not as strong."
" What does this have to do with your height?" said Honor.
"Maybe it does have something to do with it." Qin Xia frowned in thought.
He thought about it over and over, and then realized something.
That is Angron, he is actually a psyker.
Qin Xia realized that she had not noticed this.
Angron is indeed a psyker, but he cannot cast psychic lightning or biochemical healing, but his talents show that he is indeed a psyker.
Similar to the spiritual power of the Orina sisters.
In addition, the original body is originally related to subspace.
When Angron is insecure and longs for power, he may become taller and stronger as a result.
If this unconscious psychic behavior can be explored, it seems possible to turn Angron into a super giant.
"Actually, that's fine." Qin Xia thought to himself, "No matter how much Angron shrinks, he will definitely be taller than a certain primarch who likes to create a state within a state. Among his brothers, after all Not the bottom one.”
Angron didn't feel any emotion when he realized that he was shorter. On the contrary, he was quite happy because this way he wouldn't look like an alien.
Even though Onuo is taller than Qin Xia, others still regard him as a real human being.
“Back to business.” Angron cleared his throat and brought back the topic, “I want to destroy the Arena, but find a way to move this cave away.”
“Arena It can't be destroyed, there's a reason why I didn't drive the Titan to destroy it," Qin Xia said.
Angron looked surprised, but still listened subconsciously.
"Over there in the fortress territory, the popularity of data tablets gave rise to a workshop. That workshop made entertainment products, such as games and movies."
"The violent kind."
Qin Xia walked to the vent and looked down at the fighting area of the arena.
“As a means of entertainment used to numb people, gladiatorial combat, something that can be called a tool of rule, is not good.”
“But the Nucerians They just love it from the bottom of their hearts, and the free people we rescued also love gladiatorial combat.”
Hearing this, Angron lowered his head and thought.
Honor asked: "Then we can't keep gladiatorial games, even if people like it. Do we still have to capture a group of people as gladiators, and then let them kill or be killed for the entertainment of others?"
Qin Xia shook her head slightly, but did not explain, looking at Angron.
Angron looked up after thinking deeply and said: "The gladiatorial battle will remain, but we can transform it."
Qin Xia nodded.
Angron continued to speak his mind.
“Expand this gladiatorial arena so that it can accommodate more and more people.”
“The selection of gladiators is not about grabbing people and sending them in. People who want to become gladiators are not Can be trained and then compete, just like athletes."
"Gladiators are not allowed to kill each other in gladiatorial combat. They can only kill beasts and machines."
"We have. Various drugs used by the Guards can be produced, and the first batch of military doctors in the fortress territory have been trained. Now we can survive even if a person's artery is cut and left alone for ten minutes."
"Gladiators can still fight fiercely like us, but they don't have to die. If we had enough medicine, no one would have to die."
"The tickets sold in the gladiatorial arena, the audience Most of their rewards will be given to the gladiators."
After speaking, Angron looked at Qin Xia.
Qin Xia smiled and nodded.
"Then this is no longer a gladiator." Kleist said, "How can there be a gladiator who doesn't have to fight with determination to die and can still gain a lot of money? This is different from us."
"What we want is that they are different from us." Angron said, "The gladiators who come after us, the descendants of the free people who have been enslaved, they just want to be different."
Clyce Thinking about it, I think so.
"This matter is settled." Angron walked out of the cave, "We still have to continue fighting, but we have to adjust our battle strategy. There are still many people who are looking forward to the rescue of the city swallowers. ”
(End of this chapter)