“Open the People panel.”

Joji walked on the Colosseum, paying attention to the harvest of this battle.

[Character]: Joe Ji.

[Age]: 16.

[Power]: 4.8. [Speed]: 6.8.

[Intelligence]: 8. [Constitution]: 4.9.

[Charm]: 9.5.

(Average for the average person: 5).

[Talent]: Elementary Super Reactive (12.8%)

[Skills]:

Advanced Basic Swordsmanship (3050/10000).

Advanced Basic Footwork (50/10000).

Advanced Basic Shield (40/10000).

[Intelligence]: With the insight of the previous life, after the baptism of blood in the Colosseum for the first time, you can already face various situations well, after all, you are a hard and open person.

“Strength, speed and everything have improved a little, it seems that the body is the foundation of all strength.”

Qiao Ji moved his shoulders and felt a sore body.

“Cluck…”

The big iron gate opened.

“Come here.” Mente stood in the doorway with a smile on his face and greeted.

He didn’t expect that this elven subhuman, who looked a little thin and looked super good, would actually bring him such a big surprise.

In the private room, Mente was praised by the owner for a few words, and also rewarded with a few gold coins, which was worth his income for a year.

“…,” Qiao Ji looked at the enthusiastic little fat man expressionlessly, and Mente, who was less than one meter and six meters, had nearly two hundred catties by sight.

“You are in the limelight this time, the owner is very happy, you can stay in a deluxe room.”

Mentt didn’t care about the teenager’s reaction either.

He has seen too many slaves, they have all been captured as slaves, do they have to smile at themselves?

What Mentt is most afraid of is encountering hard bones, the kind of slaves who are not afraid of death and have skills, and if they are injured, they can’t go to the Colosseum to make money.

Therefore, most of the slaves who have a good temper turn a blind eye, as long as they can help make money well, as for the poor attitude and money, is it important?

Qiao Ji glanced at Mente and left a mental eye, this fat man is not simple.

“I’m telling you, deluxe rooms are not for ordinary slaves.”

Mente chattered on the sidelines, “All the people who can live in it are the popular gladiators in the Colosseum, and they must win at least ten or more in a row.” ”

Enter the big iron gate and walk through a passage or two to the front of the rows of iron cages.

Immediately gladiators set their sights on.

“Here comes a little white face.”

“He is qualified to live with us?”

“Mente, hurry up and arrange for Uncle Ben to play, I want to challenge Shi Duo.”

“……”

The gladiator slaves questioned and cursed.

“Welcome to the Deluxe Room, where you can get half the day in the sun.”

As if deaf, Mente introduced Qiao Ji to the luxury room cage, “Single room, one meal of meat a day, and unlimited water.” ”

“Okay, take me to rest.” Qiao Ji interrupted the introduction, saying that it was still a cage.

Moreover, the hatred in his heart was even stronger.

“No problem.” Mente was choked and was not interested in introducing it again.

Qiao Ji walked in the cage passage, looked at the gladiators on both sides, and found that their eyes were full of murder, violence, and ridicule.

The only thing that was not there was numbness, unlike the slaves I saw before, whose eyes were full of numbness and dazedness.

“This deluxe room belongs to you.” Mentt opened the cell door and got out of the way.

Qiao Ji glanced at the so-called luxury cage, about five square meters in size, the floor was covered with hay, and the window with fist-sized holes in the wall, a total of six holes, arranged in a triangle.

That’s all there is to the Deluxe Room.

“It’s really luxurious…” The corners of Qiao Ji’s mouth twitched slightly, and he stepped into the cage without words.

“By the way, you press your handprint here.” Mente pretended not to hear it, took a piece of parchment from his arms and handed it over.

“What?”

Qiao Ji took the parchment with a frown and looked at the title, “Gladiator slave dispense contract? ”

“As long as you can win a hundred consecutive victories in the Colosseum, you can remove the slave mark and get free.” Mentt said with a smile.

“Freedom?” Qiao Ji looked at the little fat man in surprise, feeling that the other party’s smile was full of cunning.

The slave trade in this country is a slave trade certification contract issued by the state.

However, the slave trade certification contract is represented by the slave mark, and each slave bears the slave mark of the slave owner in the middle of the collarbone.

This slave mark cannot be removed without special methods, and the method of lifting it is in the hands of the state.

If you want to get free, you have to take the slave release contract to the official office to pay a large amount of money to wash away the slave mark.

If the slave escapes, gouge out the mark on the skin of the collarbone, and if he is recognized or caught, he can be killed on the spot and receive a bounty.

“Yes, that’s the Colosseum.”

The door feature nodded and urged, “Quickly sign, everyone here signed it.” ”

The attendant who followed behind immediately handed over the printing mud.

“It seems that people everywhere will play these routines.” Qiao Ji calmly pressed the printing mud, leaving a thumbprint on the contract book.

A good trick to draw a pie, people in every world are using, so that you have a goal to strive for, not to be half-dead and mixed up.

“Very good, I look forward to your freedom one day with a hundred consecutive wins.”

The door took the contract and left.

“Huh…” Qiao Ji smiled and sat down against the wall.

It seems that his escape plan is about to change, there is a slave mark, and hiding is not what he wants.

“Hey! This little brother, what are you laughing at? Suddenly, there was a curious female voice next to him.

“I’m laughing at something very ridiculous.” Qiao Ji turned his head and saw the figure in the cage opposite.

This is a woman with crimson hair, a pretty face full of mature charm, but there is a scar under her right eyelid that stands down an inch and a half or so, which adds a lot of wildness to her.

These are not the places that attract Qiao Ji’s attention the most, but the pair of red wolf ears on the woman’s head are more attractive.

The woman is a cat or a canine… of orc subhumans.

“Looks like you think a hundred-year winning streak is ridiculous?” The female beast subhuman asked suspiciously and curiously.

“A hundred consecutive wins, that’s already funny in itself.” Qiao Ji has seen through the essence.

“…,” the female beast subhuman was silent for a while, and laughed at herself, “Yes, a hundred consecutive victories is originally a very funny thing. ”

“Has anyone gone out in a hundred-game winning streak?” Qiao Ji asked lightly.

“Yes, there should be.” The female beast subhuman said hesitantly.

“Then after going out, are they still alive?” Qiao Ji’s eyes were full of killing intent.

“This…” the female beast subhuman was silent.

Yes, as a slave with a hundred consecutive victories, will you want to take revenge after being free?

Maybe it will, maybe not.

However, for slave owners, as long as there is a one percent chance, the dead slave is the best slave.

…………….

(5 more, the new book needs to be supported by data).



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