I Have 48 Hours a Day

Chapter 775 Propaganda and Prayer

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning falls on the wall-creeper on the balcony of the apartment, the city of Rome also opens her eyes.

More and more people are coming out of their residences, especially those slaves and civilians with relatively low social status. They wake up the earliest and start a day of hard work for their livelihood.

The sound of clanking came from the workshop. It was the coppersmith beating the bottom of the pan. This noisy noise also woke up his neighbors next door, but everyone has long been accustomed to this kind of thing. , he got up from the bed while cursing.

The slave girl walked down from the apartment building holding a clay pot, came to the huge jar on the wall, poured the master's urine in the clay pot into the larger jar, and then It didn't take long for someone to take the collected urine to a laundry and dump it into a large vat containing dirty clothes.

There, the laundry slaves who had been waiting for a long time would jump into the tank and use their feet to step on the dirty clothes soaked in urine. Because the business of the laundry was so good, there was even an emperor who specifically targeted them. Urine began to be taxed.

After pouring the urine, the slave girl rubbed her eyes and turned around to go upstairs. However, the next moment she bumped into a boy who had been squatting by the wall before, so the slave girl did not notice him before, so the slave girl quickly apologized.

However, the young man did not answer her. At this moment, he was concentrating on drawing something on the wall. They were two little people. Judging from their weapons and armor, one should be a fish-helmet fighter and the other a protector. They were also marked below. Names, Bach, Rufus.

In just a few strokes, the images of the little man named Bach and the little man named Rufus appeared on the wall.

Next to this graffiti, there is another line of large characters.

——Victor Arena will present you with wonderful duel performances for three consecutive days from June 17th to 19th. In addition to the familiar dancer Habitus, Bonebreaker Nasika and Black Scythe Rufus There are exciting duels with newcomer Bach and exciting animal fighting performances. The arena is equipped with an awning, and the lower stands are sprayed with perfume. Each attendee will receive a small gift, making it your first choice for summer vacation.

The young man finished the last stroke and took two steps back to admire his masterpiece, with a look of satisfaction on his lips. Then he finally noticed the slave girl standing on the side with her head looking towards this side. The sun fell on the latter's face. A layer of gold was added to her eyebrows.

So the young man also reached out and wiped the slave girl's face. Seeing that the slave girl looked shy, he whistled, laughed, and ran to the next apartment wall with the dye and paintbrush.

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He was not the only painter to promote the new performance in the Victor Arena. In fact, there were many similar advertising painters in Rome, because at that time, such small advertisements on the walls could be seen almost everywhere. In addition to gladiator performances, there were also There are slogans for young girls to help lonely men solve their troubles, there are bold love words between young lovers, there are harsh words from creditors to collect debts, and there are also accusations against heartless people...

The walls of these residential and public buildings, and even the tombstones in the cemetery are basically equivalent to the billboards of that era. The messages on them are complicated. In addition, there are also some guys who go around the streets to distribute the program. They all work together to complete the project. The publicity work before the start of the gladiatorial performance.

Audiences who are interested in going to watch can get all the information about a gladiatorial performance in advance, and then it becomes a question of whether their wallets will bleed. For the Roman people who are relatively lacking in entertainment activities, the attraction of gladiator performances is no less than that of S9.

On the other side, the gladiators selected for entry and exit arrangements are also making final preparations.

Varro and Zhang Heng conducted some cooperative training. The previous fifty-day special training was basically focused on their individual battles. The two-person combat part like this should be trained slowly later.

This is also the reason why all the newcomers feel that they are unlucky. Except for the Nasika group, even those groups with slightly weaker strength have basically been trained in collaborative operations, and Zhang Heng and Varozeng are equal to Start from scratch.

Varro also saw Nasika on the training ground. The latter looked stronger than Bach. His arms almost caught up with Varro's thighs. His whole body was covered in muscles. His profession was a hunter. This is a profession similar to that of the Fish Helmet Gladiator. Both are heavily armored gladiators, equipped with swords and a huge rectangular shield. In addition, they also wear half-body armor.

Varro saw with his own eyes that Nasika used his rectangular shield to knock away an unlucky guy who was sparring during training, and the latter broke two ribs.

"I finally know what Broken Bones means... I don't want to face that guy in the arena." Varro said to Zhang Heng beside him.

However, Nasika himself didn't seem to think so. When training on the same training ground, he would always make one or two provocative moves toward Varro and Zhang Heng from time to time, but he saw someone on Bach's side as well. After provoking him, Varro finally felt a little better.

This is actually a kind of tradition in the gladiator school. The old people often show off the newcomers in the first battle.

The night before the performance began, the gladiators also prayed as usual. The gladiator school did not force the gladiators to believe in a certain god, but the vast majority of gladiators would choose to believe in Nemesis, the goddess of revenge. Of course, some A small number of people believe in Victoria, the goddess of victory, or Mars, the god of war, and Germanic people like Bach also have gods believed in by their respective tribes.

However, Varro noticed that Zhang Heng did not pray at all, and asked curiously, "Aren't there any gods you worship in the east?"

"Yes, yes, but I don't really need it." Zhang Heng told the truth. In fact, he doesn't mind worshiping Nemesis, the goddess of vengeance, but in any case, he is now a candidate core member of the Balance Blade. , even if you are not too keen on the concept of the Balanced Blade, you still have to give some face to the boss, Cleis, the god of murder and assassins, and it is not good to openly go to the competitor's camp.

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"I like your sense of humor. I feel like I'm not so nervous when I'm with you." Varro said, putting the amulet engraved with Nemesis respectfully into his pocket, "I will fight tomorrow." To protect your back."

"You just need to protect your front." Zhang Heng said.

"We will survive." Varro said in a firm voice as if to cheer himself up.

"Don't worry, we're going to win."

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