Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 18: Dinner Day

After being hungry for several days, when most of the gladiators were almost starving to death, the day of the feast finally arrived.

The gate of the cave was opened, and a large number of security robots holding electric batons entered the cave in an orderly manner. Then the slaves who served the arena but did not need to fight carried long tables into the cave.

The long table looked very heavy, but it could be easily lifted by dozens of slaves.

The food on the long table alone, such as a whole roasted cow and a large amount of food that Qin Xia had never seen before, was very heavy in itself. It was obviously abnormal for the slaves to be able to lift it.

And as the slaves carried the long table, there was no sign of the food, wine or water on the table even shaking.

This long table is obviously another high-tech used by slave owners.

"I'm sorry, gentlemen." A female slave came out from behind the security robots and bowed to the gladiators to apologize. "There was a mistake in preparing these foods. I'm sorry that I couldn't let you eat them sooner when you were hungry."

The gladiators heard the slave girl's apology, but no one responded or cast any glances, except Qin Xia and Angron.

Because most of the people here have fainted from hunger.

The slave girl who apologized to everyone fell silent and looked around.

The slaves took out medicine boxes from their bags and walked to the gladiators to inject them with medicine one by one.

The female slave who looked like a higher-ranking slave walked up to a young gladiator, picked up his head with a loving look on her face, and then injected him with potion.

The young gladiator woke up quickly. When he saw the woman hugging him, a childlike smile appeared on his face: "Mother... I miss you so much..."

The slave girl shed two lines of tears and hugged her son: "I miss you too... son, I miss you too..."

Qin Xia withdrew his slightly puzzled gaze from the slave girl and his gladiator son and looked at the others.

The gladiators who were originally so hungry that they could not move regained their mobility instantly after being injected with the potion, and even their faces looked a lot rosier.

Qin Xia deduced that this potion could not only help people recover, but could even strengthen the body in a short period of time, for example, preventing a stomach that had just experienced hunger from getting hurt after eating a lot of food.

The gladiators jumped up and rushed to the long table filled with food.

Angron also rushed towards the long table.

The Primarchs are not required to eat, but they can, and eating serves them some purpose, just as mortals do.

Angron's body believed that in this environment it had to store energy by eating, and consume more energy for the rapid growth of its flesh and blood body, so he ran over quickly.

“Get lost!” a gladiator pushed Angron. “If you eat your big body first, we’ll be lucky to get some broth in a few seconds!”

The gladiator's words won the approval of several people around him, and these people also began to push Angron.

"You should get out of here!"

Angron, who had been in a relatively stable mood in recent days, suddenly roared, grabbed the gladiator who had pushed him first by the collar and threw him more than 20 meters away.

Angron was now like a giant beast. The beast's roar and display of powerful strength instantly shocked everyone else.

The gladiators retreated in panic, no longer daring to fight for the ball.

"Don't let other people's emotions affect you." Qin Xia said standing behind Angron.

Although he did not have Angron's ability to feel and absorb emotions, he could tell why Angron was fighting for food and showing aggression at this moment.

Because almost everyone here was greedy for food, and deep down, they all wanted to eat first, and then throw the rest to others after they finished. "But I'm hungry!" Angron looked back at Qin Xia, and then reached out for the biggest cake on the table.

But just as his big hands were about to grab a whole piece of cake and pick it up, the movement suddenly stopped.

Angron turned his head as if possessed by a ghost and looked around at everyone here.

The Primarch was not looking at each person's face, but rather feeling each person's emotions.

Worried that some big guy would eat all the food, worried that I wouldn't get any, terrified that I would have to go to the gladiatorial arena hungry or half-full, and then die in the arena...

These emotions were also felt by Angron.

“I’m very hungry. I don’t know why.” Angron withdrew his hand and squatted down beside the dining table. “I can live for a long time in the mountains without eating anything, but I’m just hungry now…”

Qin Xia looked at Angron in silence.

He had discovered Angron's greatest problem before the Butcher's Nails were implanted, and if the Butcher's Nails were not implanted in the future.

This problem is influenced and dominated by emotions.

"Excuse me……"

The slave girl who led the other slaves to bring food held the hand of her son, a gladiator, with one hand, and slowly raised the other hand, looking at the cake.

"Can you give my son a piece of cake? This is his favorite."

As she spoke, the slave girl looked at Angron.

Apparently he saw that Angron wanted this, too, because at first Angron went straight for the cake.

"..." Angron hesitated.

"The delicacies on this table are not just a piece of cake, are they?" Qin Xia stepped forward and pulled off a half-human-high leg from the huge roasted cow-like creature and handed it to Angron, then cut off a piece of cake and handed it to him as well.

Angron looked up at Qin Xia, nodded, and took the two dishes.

The slave girl was relieved to see Angron accept to share the cake with others, and she smiled and cut a piece of cake for her son.

Then everyone sat down at the table and started enjoying this wonderful day of dining.

While all the gladiators were eating, the camera on the table filmed everyone at the same time.

This scene was broadcasted.

In the city surrounding the arena, the arena staff stood under a holographic projection that almost covered the entire city, holding up a banner that read "Bet on the gladiator you think eats the most."

In the nobles' mansions, the nobles sat at the dining table filled with even more sumptuous food, talking and laughing as they watched the gladiators eat, while the food on the table in front of them remained untouched.

In the meeting room of the Colosseum, the person in charge looked at the gladiators wolfing down their food on the screen and felt that the way these gladiators wolfed down their food was not as... effective as he had imagined.

The person in charge ordered that the gladiators' fasting time be extended in the future, so that the gladiators were in a state of starvation but not completely starving to death.

Anyway, there are a hundred kinds of drugs that are enough to make those gladiators starve to death one second, and jump up and eat voraciously the next second.

(End of this chapter)