Chapter 92 The Illiterate Can't Even Eat Food

"Please pay attention to backing up, please pay attention to backing up."

The huge arena began to echo with the reversing warning sound of three jumpers.

"The battle field, life and death, such a serious occasion, why do I want to laugh." A gladiator ghost audience said.

"Haha, what's wrong, I have been dead for so many years, I don't even know that laughter is such a good feeling." The dead soul beside it said with a big laugh.

"Speaking of which, on the battlefield where cars and horses are galloping, there is such a three-jumper, it is really against the law."

"The contest between technology and ancient cars has obviously won." A soul from the mortal era said.

The soul of the dead is right. At a distance of 50 meters from the wall, three jumpers can stop, but the chariot driven by four horses obviously cannot stop. That's why they didn't slow down or turn around, they just crashed straight into it. The armored horses were like cans under a hydraulic press, so deflated that they couldn't be seen, and the chariot was smashed to pieces. , but because of the cloak, the movement is a bit slow.

"Please pay attention to reversing."

The sound of the three jumpers reversing is still ringing.

"Fatty man, what a mess, if you don't yell the brakes, why are you reversing the car?"

When braking, Chen Fang didn't stand still, and fell into the rear of the car. He shook his head and stood up with black lines. He knocked Fang Dazhao on the back of the head and shouted.

"Aren't you curious, but let's say, you insist on getting these three jumpers. Compared with other mounts, besides not being able to fly, they have many more functions, but the style is a bit frustrating." Fang Dazhao said.

At the same time, he wondered if he would buy one too. This is simply the gospel for ordinary awakened people. The price is cheap and has multiple functions, which is acceptable, but he doesn’t know how to make a contract. This is a dead thing, not a living thing like other mounts. I don't know how Chen Fang did it.

"What are you talking about, quickly deal with those four guards." Chen Fang jumped out of the car and urged.

"Oh." Fang Dazhao got out of the car and followed Chen Fang.

Without the chariot, the four burly guards were scumbags when they moved. Fang Dazhao took the damage in front, and Chen Fang harvested the heads, and quickly wiped out the four guards.

There are seven chariots left on the field, oh, it shouldn't be four.

During the time when Chen Fang and the others killed the three chariots, the awakened ones in the unsealed state were not as powerless as in the previous two rounds, and many of them were able to summon mighty mounts.

If you are facing a group of incompetent people in the arena, it will be invincible, but after having the ability, the combat power of the awakened will soar, and the skills will emerge in endlessly, restricting the chariot to death, and the mobility will be greatly reduced. Coupled with the harassment of those awakened people with mounts, three chariots were quickly taken down. At this time, this group of people was attacking other chariots.

"Do you want to go over and help?" Fang Dazhao said while looking over there.

"Don't go, keep your strength, I don't know what else is down there." Chen Fang said cautiously.

"Probably not anymore. After this match is over, we will be official gladiators. From now on, I can only fight alone." Fang Dazhao said dejectedly.

"Didn't you say that you are very lucky, maybe you won't encounter too powerful mutant creatures in the future." Chen Fang could only comfort him in this way.

"Ordinary mutant creatures are fine, I hope we don't encounter any too powerful mutants." Fang Dazhao was noncommittal.

After a while, the remaining chariots were also dealt with. Many people died in the process, most of them were killed by mutated creatures. Without the threat of suppression and zombies, wild relapse, instinct drives them to attack people around them , and those awakened people didn't react for a while, and many died.

When the remaining three chariots were also destroyed, a voice came from above the arena.

"The third round is over, congratulations on becoming official gladiators."

Then after the sound fell, the light curtain enveloped all the survivors, and then disappeared in place.

In a simple prison cell, Chen Fang's figure appeared.

"Hey, kid, do you know how to heal skills, give me a few hits."

Just as Chen Fang was about to look around, a voice came from beside him.

Chen Fang looked and saw a ragged middle-aged man leaning against the cell wall, who had lost his left arm and had a deep wound on his right thigh.

"I won't." Chen Fang shook his head.

"Well, it seems that I won't be able to survive the next round. I've reached the ninth round, and I can go out after the next round. It's a pity." The middle-aged man is quite open-minded.

Chen Fang walked to the other side and sat down, looking at the middle-aged man silently.

"You just came in today, right?" The middle-aged man was in pain, so he talked to Chen Fang to divert his attention.

Chen Fang nodded.

"It's also unlucky." The middle-aged man sighed, and then introduced some things after becoming a gladiator.

A gladiator's fate is determined by ten games. If he can win ten games in a row, he can go out. If he loses one game, he will become a ghost and stay in the arena as a spectator. Only those gladiators who challenge can escape from the confinement of the arena and ascend to heaven.

The first eight matches that the gladiators faced were against mutant creatures, which were carried out in the form of weapon scramble and extreme life-and-death combat, and the last two were soul-death challenges.

In the battle for weapons, both sides are humanoid gladiators, their abilities are suppressed, and they are unarmed. However, there will be a few weapons hanging in the arena for people to compete for. The quality of the weapons is not very good, but they are very sharp.

Extreme life-and-death combat, one person and one mutant creature, fighting in extremely harsh terrain, and if the opponent cannot be killed within ten minutes, then both sides will die.

Revenant challenge, one-on-one, one of the audience in the arena will be selected to fight with you, although these dead souls are all losers, their strength is not bad, and often they are the obstacles to gladiators , after all you want to get out alive, they also want to die completely.

"My injury was left by the soul of the dead. To defeat me, it worked really hard." The middle-aged man said.

"This is the ruins." Chen Fang said.

"Yes, what's the problem?" The middle-aged man was puzzled.

"Then why didn't anyone find out the core and destroy it." Chen Fang.

"Hehe, it's not that no one has thought about it, but it's impossible." The middle-aged man smiled wryly, and Chen Fang listened attentively.

"This is a rule relic, which is different from other relics in the world."

"The rule relic is a fragment of the plane of the kingdom of God. It has no core. It has its own set of rules. It is outside the rules of the world and cannot be destroyed." The middle-aged man said.

"How do you know?" Chen Fang asked.

"I also heard from the elders."

"He also told me that the Starry Sky Arena has another name, Heroic Spirit Battlefield, where the gods and their heroic spirits sit down for entertainment." The middle-aged man explained.

"Heroic spirit? Isn't it a dead soul?"

"It's not the same. It is said that when the Starry Sky Arena first appeared, it was the era of mortals. At that time, they only fought with those heroic spirits. Only when those people died did their souls appear. It is conceivable that no matter how well equipped people were at that time, they could fight However, just like this, the Starry Sky Arena has accumulated from generation to generation, and now the entire arena is almost full." The middle-aged man said.

Chen Fang fell silent.

"Is there food here?" Chen Fang asked.

"Haha, you are quite optimistic. Yes, you can freely enter and exit the cell." The middle-aged man laughed.

"As long as you don't leave the arena, you can go anywhere. I don't have good hands and feet, so I won't take you shopping." The middle-aged man said.

Chen Fang stood up, glanced at the middle-aged man, opened the cell door and walked out.

"By the way, all the things provided here need to fulfill the wish of the dead soul before they can be used. There are usually written on the things. Don't try to take things without fulfilling the wish, or you will die." The middle-aged man said again. .

"Wish? Are the dead souls here conscious?" Chen Fang asked.

"yes."

Chen Fang froze, then moved again, and waved goodbye before leaving.

Walking out of the prison cell, Chen Fang entered a long and quiet passageway. There were many prison cells on both sides of the passageway. Chen Fang looked over one by one, hoping to find Fang Dazhao.

But until Chen Fang walked out of the tunnel, he couldn't find Fang Dazhao.

There is a corridor at the exit, and in the distance is the outer wall of the tall arena. At this time, there is loud applause from inside, obviously there is another gladiatorial fight going on inside.

After three consecutive battles, Chen Fang felt tired and hungry at the same time, so he planned to find food to satisfy his hunger first.

"Excuse me, where can I get food?" Chen Fang walked to a person who was sitting on the steps of the corridor and asked.

"Get out." The man was in a bad mood and not friendly at all.

Seeing this, Chen Fang left directly, and then asked a few more people, but none of them responded, either being irritable or ignoring them, so Chen Fang could only give up asking, and planned to look for it himself.

The corridor leads to four places, one leads to the cell, one leads to the arena, and the other two lead to unknown places. Chen Fang randomly finds one of the two and walks in.

Perhaps Chen Fang was lucky. After walking for a while, he came to a hall filled with chairs. At the same time, the walls on both sides of the hall were also filled with shelves, with food packed in boxes of unknown materials. and other sundries.

Chen Fang walked over, picked up the food and looked at it, the name of the food and some words were written on it.

Chen Fang put down the food and picked up the next one, picking up and putting down one after another.

"My XX is X and I want XXX..." Chen Fangmo looked at the food in his hand, feeling bitter in his heart.

Mad, don't illiterates deserve food? This is how to live.

Chen Fang wanted to find someone to help translate, but he gave up when he saw that they all had the same indifferent faces as himself.

Just when Chen Fang was about to leave hungry, a dead soul walked in, holding a box of food in his hand and ready to put it on the shelf.

Chen Fang's eyes lit up when he saw it, and immediately walked over to block the dead soul.

"Please tell me your dream... Ah bah, wish."