Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 282 Everyone is back
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"The sun beat down on Nuceria."

"The sun in the sky looked like a big ball of fire."

In the sunshine, a boy sat on a stone, holding a pen and silently wrote these words.

Most areas of Nuceria are always hot, even the color is hot. Under the scorching hot stones is red sand, which spreads from the front to the sky.

Seeing his sweat sliding down his forehead onto the paper, the boy subconsciously tensed up for a moment, because in this desert made of boiling red sand any flowing resources are scarce, even sweat and urine can come in handy.

The boy put down his pen and paper and looked forward.

A dozen children of his age were crawling and rolling on the hot red sand, waving wooden swords or shields, attacking each other or raising their wooden swords to block.

A middle-aged man about two meters and four meters tall stood aside like a stone, his dark skin glowing bronze in the sun, his bright eyes staring at the children in front of him.

The man only spoke when he was giving instructions to the children in stabbing, raising his hands and making some movements like swinging a sword or blocking.

The children knew the man's name - Onomamus.

A few educated children among the children will also guide the things behind this name - among the gladiator companions of the two savior gods of Nuceria, there is a man named Onomamus. He is one of the two gladiators who did not choose to leave Nuceria with the gods to conquer the void.

The fight between the children had been going on all night.

It is now the next morning.

When a child finally sat down on the ground and refused to continue playing with wooden swords, Onomamus raised his right arm and gave a thumbs up: "Rest!"

The children who had just been fighting with swords gathered together.

The child sitting on the hot stone jumped down from the stone and limped towards the others.

"Very good, kids, you did a great job." Ono stood in front of the children. "Your endurance has improved significantly compared to before. Remember what I said, endurance is the most important thing for a warrior."

The children nodded at the same time and said in unison, "Yes, Mr. Ono."

Oenomamus also nodded, and then a smile appeared on his face.

The tall and strong bear-like man squatted down, took out a small temperature-controlled box from his pocket, and then took out a handful of candy from the box and distributed it to the children.

A moment later, some nomads appeared on the red sand desert driving their cattle.

The nomads came closer and distributed water and food to everyone present.

The strongest man among them stepped forward, walked to Ono, looked up at the old bear, and said respectfully: "Thank you for guiding the children of the tribe."

Ono smiled and shook his head: "It's just a piece of cake."

The chief took off the package on his back and handed the money he got from selling the cattle to Ono.

Ono did not take the backpack, but just looked at the people in front of him with compassion.

This desert has always been a no-man's land, even in the old dark ages of Nuceria.

Nomads are not slaves, they live in isolation.

Apart from a few high knights who were interested in wild nomadic men and women, no one would go out of their way to this damn place to capture nomads as slaves.

The nomads did not participate in the Nuceria uprising, and none of the Devourers of Cities rebels were nomads.

Because of this, these nomads were forgotten by the rulers of Nuceria, led by the current Archon.

"I didn't come here for money." Ono pushed his backpack back and looked at the children who were savoring candy. "They are talented and hardworking. If they can maintain their current training intensity and hardworking spirit after I leave, they really have a chance to become professional gladiators."

After hearing what Ono said, the children just continued to savor the sweetness of the candy, while the other adult nomads showed surprise on their faces.

Becoming a professional gladiator was the best way for these nomadic children to get ahead.

Schools will not be built in the desert, and children have no way to receive education and pass cultural knowledge exams to become bureaucrats in Nuxing or sent to other worlds, nor do they have any way to work for those companies.

It doesn't take much culture to become a professional gladiator. As long as the children become dazzling stars in the arena, they can gain wealth and fame and lead their people out of this desert forever.

Or, choose to become a Space Marine, wearing a laurel wreath, board a ship bound for the void, amidst everyone's envious gazes and sincere blessings.

"But I think they should also learn some cultural knowledge," said Ono. "We Nuceria were once enslaved by the High Knights because we knew nothing about what the High Knights knew. We regarded them as gods and ourselves as sinners who deserved to suffer in eternal reincarnation."

The leader nodded in response.

These nomads had never been enslaved by the High Knights, so they had no feelings about what Ono said at this moment.

"I've been here for too long. It's time to leave." Ono extended his hand to the leader.

The chief immediately held Ono's hand, but his eyes showed confusion.

He didn't understand why Ono had no fixed place to stay and walked from one place to another, like a homeless person, wandering around while teaching martial arts or knowledge...

Even nomads will settle in an oasis for a long time after finding it.

"Spartacus." Ono turned around and called to the limping child under the gaze of the nomads, "Let's go."

The boy named Spartacus carried his small bag, put a pen and paper on his chest, and followed Oenomamus away silently.

The two people, one big and one small, gradually disappeared in the red sand.

The red sand is like a dividing line, isolating civilization and prosperity from the desert.

When Oenomamus and Spartacus walked out of the desert and came to a road, all they saw were anti-gravity vehicles coming and going at extremely fast speeds.

The old bear held out his hand.

Soon a car stopped in front of Onomamus.

"Hey." A red-haired woman rolled down the car window and looked up and down at Onomamus' body. "It's hard to get a taxi here because it's close to the desert, but you guys are lucky. We met someone who can give you a ride for free."

Oenomamus raised his hand, using the money in his hand to block the woman's eyes from looking at him. The woman hesitated for a moment, but finally took the money.

An old man and a child got into the car and sat in the back seat.

The woman looked at him in the rearview mirror and asked, "Is this child your son? Or your grandson?"

"He is my apprentice." Oenomamus looked at Spartacus and answered, "I found him while traveling, and this homeless child like me followed me from that moment on and learned the skills I mastered from me."

Cars enter the suburbs of the city.

The giant object reaching low-Earth orbit appeared in the eyes of Oenomamus and Spartacus.

Ono remained calm, because he had seen that thing countless times.

Spartacus was very curious and looked at the giant thing closely by the window.

That's Mach City's orbital elevator.

"Orbital elevator." The woman glanced at the giant object reaching into the sky. "It's because during the Battle of Mach, the people in the city followed the Devourers in the uprising. From that moment on, they had money to spend even if they just lay at home. Every time the orbital elevator carries something into the sky, the Mach people get a share of the money."

As she spoke, the woman glanced at Ono in the back seat and asked with a smile, "People like you probably haven't seen the orbital elevator up close, right? Or you haven't even been to a prosperous city like Mach City."

Ono looked at the orbital elevator outside and recalled the Battle of Mach. His voice was deep and calm: "This is my second time here."

Cars are driving on the expressway through the city.

Highways that can accelerate anti-gravity vehicles extend from the ground to the waists of the city's tall buildings.

What supports the highway is not pillars or some kind of anti-gravity technology, but a load-bearing structure similar to a sculpture.

The load-bearing structures depict everyone gathering together with flags held high, roaring in anger and charging forward - this is to commemorate the Mahe Uprising.

At the end of the highway is the central area of ​​the city. No words can adequately describe its prosperity.

And in the center of those buildings that are both magnificent and beautiful, in the center of that huge square stands a statue - a running child.

This child, depicted in the form of a sculpture, is the one who stood up and told the adults that the rebels were not as bad as portrayed when most people in the city still misunderstood them before the Battle of Mach City.

The child was then hanged in the square by the Guards as a warning to others.

Ono bowed his head and closed his eyes in silence.

The vehicle stopped near the city center.

Honor took Spartacus out of the car and came to a most magnificent building.

Looking up, Ono saw the words hanging on the building - Kro Biology.

Ono lowered his head again and saw himself in tattered clothes, and Spartacus, who was standing beside him and looked dirty after being exposed to the wind and sun for a long time.

But for some reason, Ono was a little anxious, so he could only pat his tattered clothes casually and walk into the building.

Everyone in the lobby on the first floor of the building turned their eyes to Ono.

These people looked at the old bear.

The propaganda about the City Devourer rebels, gladiators, gods, and other legendary figures is everywhere on Nu Star.

But after seeing Ono, the others really couldn't connect the man in front of them, whose face was almost covered by beard and whose skin was tanned like bronze, with the tall and brave old gladiator in the propaganda.

Even so, the receptionists and security personnel in the hall did not step forward to kick Ono out.

The receptionist standing at the front desk looked at Ono in confusion.

Security personnel stood by and watched.

The mentally ill, the people who have been hit hard and have fallen into poverty, and those who have gone bankrupt... these people will be begging, but they will not be begging on the streets. Cities like Mahé will have houses and free food.
Besides, such a person would not have the courage to walk into the building directly.

Again and again...

In the eyes of the receptionists and security personnel, Ono did not seem like an ordinary person. He did not cause any trouble after entering, so it was not appropriate to kick him out directly.

"Who are you looking for?" the receptionist asked with a smile.

"Cromachi." Ono called the owner of the building by his name. "I want to ask him why he insisted on asking me to come here."

"You'll know when you look back."

A sudden sound in the hall reached Ono's ears.

Ono looked in the direction of the sound and was stunned for a moment.

A group of people walked out of the opened elevator door.

Behind the well-dressed Cromach were the gladiators who were much taller than before, as well as Angron, who was always the largest, and of course Qin Xia, who was the second largest.

"Sir?" The receptionist asked when he saw Ono remained silent.

Everyone in the hall had their perception interfered with by Qin Xia's psychic power, so they could not see this scene.

"When did you come back? I heard... I heard on the news... that the fleet will take a few days to arrive in Nuceria..." Ono immediately pulled Spartacus over.

"What the news said is true." Qin Xia said with a smile, "But we are not a battleship. We have plenty of ways to come back earlier."

Honor stood in front of his old friends, looked around, and asked, "Where's Kleist? And Theseus? Where are they?"

"Here." Crest moved his leg embedded with the anti-gravity spear, kicked Yochula in front of him aside, and walked out from behind with the others who had not been transformed.

Theseus, the mother of the brothers Jochola and Jochola, and some of the gladiators’ families…

"They're all back." Ono laughed. "That's great."

(End of this chapter)