Author: Chief Scientist of the Kingdom of Light

war world

As soon as the words fell, Ming He didn't wait for Jie Luo to say a word, and then ended the communication unilaterally.

‘Prick, prick, prick’

Ming He's figure disappeared from the monitor, and some thoughts appeared in Jero's mind.

Who is Ming He? Why does he communicate with himself, and then says inexplicably not to die before fighting him?

If you want to get the answers to these questions, you can probably only know them by asking Ming He personally? Or even if you ask him face to face, Ming He will not answer directly.

"Minghe..." Jero whispered the name.

After going over what he should do in his head, Jero went to the lounge and rested alone.

About ten hours later, Jero woke up from his rest.

Physical functions, mind power, energy...all indicators have returned to the most stable range.

After finding some food in the hut and satisfying his hunger, the monitor in the hall lit up again.

【You have new news】

The display was operated by motion sensors. Jero waved his hand and opened the message.

[The next fight will start in three hours. The person who will receive you will arrive within half an hour. Please be prepared]

There was a series of alien words on the large monitor. After passing through the language translator, Jero realized the meaning of this string of words.

In fact, there is no unified time system in the war world. Since the war world is a mobile planetary fortress, it will not move in any star system. This causes the time system of the war world to be very disordered. What Jero learned about the 'three

"An hour" and "half an hour" are only available through translation, and people from other universes generally don't talk about these.

Seeing this, Jero didn't react. He just performed a self-check on the armor again and made some parameter adjustments based on the condition of Ace's armor.

"Now the situation can only be to tear down the east wall to repair the west wall. To repair or create a set of armor more suitable for fighting here, we must obtain better manufacturing conditions and excellent metals."

Zero put down the universal screwdriver, then stood up and moved his body. The Ace armor on his body made a crisp collision sound, which sounded quite pleasant.

After a while, a hovering vehicle stopped in front of Jero's cabin, and a one-eyed alien wearing a gray robe and even his skin was dusty stepped out of the hovering vehicle.

The one-eyed alien walked to the door politely, then elegantly raised his tentacle and pressed the doorbell next to the door.

‘ding dong’

The clear and sweet ringtone echoed in the ears of the one-eyed alien. After a few breaths, Zero, wearing Ace's armor, opened the door.

"We have been waiting for you for a long time, Lord Gladiator, please come with me." The one-eyed alien bowed to Jero very respectfully, which made Jero feel a little uncomfortable for a while.

Jero, who was a little uncomfortable with it, choked, and then said to the one-eyed alien, "Then lead the way."

"Understood, Lord Gladiator."

The one-eyed alien seemed to have no lumbar vertebrae. He kept his body bent and respectfully led Zero into the floating vehicle.

Even on the suspended vehicle, the one-eyed alien was always kneeling.

This behavior of almost throwing his dignity to the ground made Jero a little unhappy, so he asked:

"Why do you treat me with such courtesy? Is it because I am a gladiator?"

"That's right, my Lord Gladiator." The one-eyed alien responded, "Gladiators are the most popular type of people in the war world. Almost no one doesn't want to be a gladiator. Being a gladiator is everyone's dream.

A dream come true.”

"..."

These words made Jero call the Roman Orthodox from another planet. As a normal student who went through nine years of compulsory education and went to university, plus a young man who had been raised by decent parents for two generations, he really couldn't fully accept this.

kind of behavior.

But in a place like a war world, this behavior seems to be reasonable again?

After all, in some places, with a watch or a piece of chocolate, you can easily get something important to those innocent and weak people.

Or a hand, or an organ on the body, or dignity, or everything...

But knowing this behavior and being able to fully accept it are two different things.

Jero will never accept this kind of complete erasure of other people's dignity in his life!

A seed began to take root in Jero's heart.

"Stand up and talk to me." Jero said to the one-eyed alien.

"Understood, sir." The one-eyed alien stood up from the floor.

The interior of the suspended vehicle is very spacious. Even if the one-eyed alien stands up, there is more than enough space.

Jero said calmly: "Next, I'll ask you questions."

"Understood, sir."

"Tell me the rules of the gladiators in detail," Jero said to the one-eyed alien.

"Different gladiators can enjoy different things. Every time they defeat nine people, the level that the gladiator can enjoy will increase once. And if another gladiator defeats him, then the other gladiators will inherit the defeated gladiator.

permission."

The one-eyed alien explained the cruel rules of the war world. Jero did not interrupt him, but silently let the one-eyed alien continue.

"Like the No. 1 modified beast you defeated before, it was able to kill twenty-seven gladiators. After you defeat it, your record is twenty-eight. There is no ranking among gladiators, and you may also

Meet a battle-hardened gladiator."

After listening to the one-eyed alien's words, Jero fell into deep thought.

The gladiator rules in the world of war are very deformed, but they can stimulate the desire for life.

Just fighting and killing to get everything you want sounds very tempting, doesn't it?

"Can you tell me who my opponent is in this battle?" Jero asked tentatively.

"I'm sorry, sir, this matter is beyond my knowledge." The one-eyed alien waved his hand apologetically, and then said:

"However, gladiators who have won enough times can increase their momentum before the battle according to their own ideas."

"Momentum?" Jero was a little confused.

"Some gladiators will add a war song before starting a battle, or use some means to increase psychological pressure on their opponents." The one-eyed alien explained to Jero with fear.

"..."

Hearing these words, Jero's head was filled with dark thoughts. He really didn't expect that this war world would have the same tricks as on Earth.

Seeing that Jero was somewhat silent, the one-eyed alien asked: "Do you have any needs that you would like me to convey? Every gladiator can make a wish before the war begins. As long as he can make it out alive, he can get him."

want."

"Including leaving the war world?" Jero asked tentatively.

"This kind of wish is not allowed, sir." The one-eyed alien waved his hand repeatedly.

Jero thought deeply for a moment, and then said to the one-eyed alien: "I need the best metal materials, various electronic components, and a studio that can perform the highest precision manufacturing and processing."

"Okay, I will convey my will to you and ask you to survive the next battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, the suspended vehicle took Gerald to a larger arena, and Gerald was about to face a new opponent this time.

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