Cen Zhen: It seems that your day has been going quite well?
Lian Yu: Sure is~
In order to strike down Lian Yu’s arrogance, which seems to have reached its peak, Cen Zhen briefly explained the arena theme and rules of the killing game to him. As expected, the Sentinel on the other end of the terminal gradually fell into a long silence.
Ten minutes later, Lian Yu: Did you think I would say that I also want to participate?
Lian Yu: You are totally wrong!!
Lian Yu: I am staying in a luxurious apartment with a sea view, lying on the bed, blowing the cool wind, watching you on live through the super large screen. I can also pay to watch whatever content I wish, such as letting you dance naked. Isn’t it more comfortable than the group of exhausted war slaves below?
Cen Zhen: Huh?
Lian Yu: Of course not-ah!! I am so jealous, I also want to go down and play!! Let’s change identities!
Cen Zhen: Be good, did you find Yao Jin?
Lian Yu: I don’t want to hear the name of other Sentinel from you at this time
Cen Zhen: Have you found Pan?
Lian Yu: Not even a Guide!!
Lian Yu pestered Cen Zhen with the lengthy long-distance call and finally let his Guide rest after midnight. However, if Cen Zhen was given another chance, or if he knew in advance that he would be forcibly awakened by the masked man at 4 a.m. the next day, Cen Zhen would definitely block Lian Yu immediately after dinner and go to bed.
The Slave Arena was held on the top floor of the giant ship. More than ten hours ago, it was still a playground for buyers to indulge in sensuality, but now, all the fences have been removed, and after the last slave was transferred to the position corresponding to his number, all the entrances and exits have been locked.
From this moment on, this place has become an isolated “island”, surrounded by the sea, and falling off the “cliff” will lead to death.
In addition to the essentials mentioned in the identity card, each war slave also received a bracelet with only one button and only one function – viewing the map.
Hackers naturally would not be placed near the doctors or sex workers, so Cen Zhen was forced to part with the werewolf Coco and the boss Shouhe. The masked man did not give Shouhe any extra time to give reminders. In short, as soon as they pulled one out of the bed, they immediately covered their eyes the next second and drove to the top floor.
The size of the giant ship once again refreshed what Cen Zhen had known. The suspension cars carried the war slaves in order and drove for nearly an hour. Cen Zhen’s number was finally called by the masked man and instructed to get off.
As he was getting off, Cen Zhen’s blindfold was also taken off. He adapted to the dazzling light of the rising sun for a while, opened his eyes, and found that he had moved from a solid and formal cell to another crudely made and informal cell.
The appearance of this place is similar to a container where construction workers live temporarily. Even if the front door is marked with Residential Area No. 19, it cannot change the essence of it being a temporary garbage prison cell.
Residential Area? Cen Zhen made a mental note of the words marked on the door. As soon as he entered the room, he immediately clicked the button on the bracelet to check the Slave Arena map.
The entirety of this giant ship’s top floor is divided into several areas. The Residential Area where Cen Zhen is located is in the southeast. In addition, there are hospitals, schools, commercial areas, beaches, parks… and red-light districts. This research center built by the Slave Market is like a small city, with all the essential elements.
Since the hacker is in the Residential Area, it is not difficult to imagine that the Werewolf is in the hospital, and Shouhe is in the red-light district. He wonders how Shouhe will meet the condition that requires physical contact with someone at all times…
Cen Zhen thought about it for a while and felt that he didn’t need to worry about this problem at all. Maybe within less than ten minutes after the game started, Shouhe would wipe out the red-light districts and become the new generation of the king of pimps. He should focus on taking care of himself.
The notice issued yesterday makes several important points: 1. The battle officially starts at 8:30 a.m., and the slave city will broadcast the number of survivors in the Slave Arena periodically.
- One hour later, the Slave Market will send a group of masked killers to hunt down those “passive participants”, that is, the war slaves who did not kill anyone.
- Every hour, the Slave Market will broadcast the prohibited areas in the Slave Arena. In simple terms, available space will shrink in circles. In the end, it will definitely drive all the remaining slaves to the same small area, using all means to promote the fight. No war slaves will be allowed to avoid battling.
There is only one table in the container cell, on which is a mobile phone-like thing, and there are some drawings next to it full of texts that Cen Zhen cannot understand. Fortunately, according to the pictures, Cen Zhen guessed and roughly understood that this “mobile phone” was a “master key” made by the hacker when he was locked up in the research center. It can invade any system. Even more, as long as he can reach the core area of the research center, he can possess the mad scientist’s authority with this mobile phone.
This roughly represents the characteristics of the hacker on the identity card: after the research center is connected to the Internet, all electronic technology products are open to you.
But if there is no Internet, it is just a piece of scrap metal. Cen Zhen put away the scrap metal that he could not turn on no matter how he fiddled with it. Then he looked around, sat on the table, and quietly waited for the start of this slaughter game.
The soundproof insulation of the container is very poor. There are crackling sounds of fiddling with things on both sides and from time to time, extremely vulgar curses can be heard, cursing fate and cursing the Slave Market.
Finally, all the sounds were annihilated due to a series of drums coming from the sky. The drums were motivational, like sending fearless warriors to the battlefield, enough to make people’s blood boil.
After the drum music, a mechanical voice sounded: “Fight slaves, crush everyone! Crush those useless wastes! Use blood to pave your way to becoming king!”
To Cen Zhen’s surprise, he actually heard a fool not far away kicking the door of the container open and rushing out like a heated blood maniac.
If there is one, there will be another. This is a hell without laws and morals. When one person starts killing, the smell of blood will soon dye everyone’s eyes red.
The footsteps in the ears continued, and some even came in groups of three or five. For some unknown reason, they were able to form an alliance in such a short time. But Cen Zhen still sat there without moving. After all, he couldn’t use any weapons, even hitting others with the scrap metal in his pocket was not allowed. Going out now would be looking for death.
Before the cheating machine Lian Yu sends a message, Cen Zhen plans to stay here to rest and make up for the lack of sleep last night. But at this moment, a suspicious sound came from outside the container where he was. Cen Zhen held his breath and listened, it sounded like— a pig sniffing hard on something.
He turned his head slightly and looked down, and saw a shadow outside the door, shaking, as if someone was lying on the ground trying to peek inside, and the sniffing sound came from there.
Cen Zhen had a bad premonition…
Soon, the sniffing sound disappeared, followed by the grunting of pigs, which was an unpleasant and extremely harsh noise. Cen Zhen could not understand the language of the even-toed ungulates, but he understood the intimidation and threat in the cry. He jumped off the table and carefully pushed the desk to the door.
As expected, just as he finished this action, the pigman outside the container began to bang the door vigorously, roaring angrily while banging, and the fragile container house was shaken violently by him, as if it would collapse at any time.
Cen Zhen could understand the behavior of the pigman very well. The brave and powerful slaves must have rushed out to kill people at the very beginning. The timid ones who stayed in the container were either weak or had too many restrictions on their identity card, making it inconvenient to take action. Especially after smelling the smell and confirming that there was a human race with pure human appearance in this cell. In comparison, the strength and physique of the orcs were generally more superior. Who else could the pigman bully if not him?
“…” If the situation allowed, Cen Zhen would kick the door open and hit the pigman on the top of his head with a table. If that couldn’t kill him, he could repeat with the entire cell wall. However the situation didn’t allow it, so Cen Zhen decided to seek Lian Yu’s help actively.
Cen Zhen: If you don’t show up now, I will be killed by some pig
Lian Yu: … I just bought Pan and sent someone to pick him up. What had happened to you?
Cen Zhen: See for yourself
Lian Yu: My God, it’s so pitiful. There is a bald wild boar with a hairy face and a ‘thunder god’’s mouth outside who is trying to break in aggressively.
Cen Zhen: …… There is also Journey to the West on the Special Star?
Lian Yu: What?
Cen Zhen: Nothing, think of a way quickly
Lian Yu: What can I do? You don’t want to exchange identities with me, right? Cheer up yourself, I’m going to find Yao Jin.
Cen Zhen: ……
It’s not the pigman’s fault for bullying the weak. He rammed the crudely made container cell for three minutes already, but although it shook violently like an earthquake, it didn’t break.
Three minutes later, the familiar mechanical voice came from midair: Ten minutes later, the following three areas were temporarily prohibited from staying – Temples, Hotels, and Residential Areas.
There was no repetition of the announcement. After only one time, the mechanical voice disappeared without a trace, as if hoping that no war slave could hear it clearly.
The pigman screamed in fear. He kicked the door angrily for the last time, as if cursing, and then ran away in a hurry.
The Residential Area was not large. Cen Zhen was sure that he could move to the park area next door within five minutes, so he patiently waited for another three minutes. Hearing footsteps from the outside running away far, he moved the desk away, looked at the hoof prints protruding from the door one on top of another, and calmly left the cell.
Cen Zhen thought he must be the most patient one in the Residential Area, but he didn’t expect that as soon as he went out, he ran into his neighbor No. 20 next door – a fat man with stockings on his face. The black stockings squeezed the fat on his face together, leaving only two lines for his eyes, a nose like a pancake, and lips like two pieces of sausage.
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