How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 500 The Useless Female Supporting Character's Sword Master Mother (3 pages)
"You took a disguise pill?"

Zhu Wen asked abruptly.

This question is actually a bit hasty.

But after what just happened, Mingmiao clearly has complete trust in Zhu Wen.

She nodded slightly:
"Um, I... don't want to be recognized."

Zhu Wen's eyes flickered:
"why?"

The woman twitched the corner of her mouth slightly:
"I don't want my enemies to see me in such a disheveled state."

This single sentence suggests that there are many stories behind this woman.

Zhu Wen did not press the matter further.

She realized that these were things that women found difficult to talk about.

It may take some time before I can say it.

Zhu Wen rested for a while.

When she felt it was about time, she picked up her sword, got up, and thoroughly searched the cave.

Of course, they focused their search on Lord Sun's body and found a storage bag on his body.

Zhu Wen tried to open it, but he lacked the strength.

Do we have to wait until she kills one more person?

She pondered for a moment, then found some more dry rations in a corner of the cave, which she guessed the male slaves had hidden away.

At this moment, when they saw Zhu Wen take away their rations, they didn't even dare to look over.

Zhu Wen didn't take it seriously, calmly put away the food, wrapped it up, and put it in his pocket.

Then she turned around, picked up her sword, and left.

When we reached the entrance of the cave.

She stopped and turned to look at the woman named Mingmiao.

No, perhaps she should be called a young girl.

Zhu Wen had already discovered it.

Mingmiao had a pair of soft, calloused hands with delicate, beautiful fingers, clearly the hands of a pampered young lady who never lifted a finger.

Zhu Wen accidentally touched her bones and judged that Mingmiao was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She was indeed just a girl, but he didn't know how she had ended up in such a place.

At this moment, Mingmiao did not catch up.

She simply widened her eyes slightly and stared expressionlessly at Zhu Wen, who was standing at the entrance of the cave.

Like a small animal that has been abandoned countless times, hoping that someone will take it away, yet not daring to actually hope.

Those eyes seemed numb, like a stagnant pool, but beneath the surface, a faint hope still lingered.

She never imagined that Zhu Wen would ask her to leave.

So now I just quietly watch her leave, without even asking her a single question.

Zhu Wen sighed softly:

"Mingmiao, do you want to come with me?"

Mingmiao felt dizzy for a moment, thinking she had misheard:
"……what?"

Zhu Wenchao reached out his hand to her.

Backlit, her silhouette resembled a statue blurred by light and shadow.

"Would you like to leave here with me?"

Zhu Wen repeated himself.

Mingmiao almost burst into tears.

She nodded hastily, like a drowning person finally grasping at a straw, and rushed to Zhu Wen without hesitation.

"I do! I do!"

Amidst the envious gazes of countless slaves, Mingmiao followed Zhu Wen and left the cave.

The rain outside has stopped.

Zhu Wen also observed this when he left.

She followed the path she had just explored and headed in a certain direction.

But after walking for a long time, she still couldn't see any sign that she could leave.

Zhu Wen frowned, stopped in his tracks, and turned to look at Mingmiao, who was following closely behind him.

How can we get out of here?

She asked.

Mingmiao blinked in confusion:

"Leave? You're leaving?"

This seemed to be a question that greatly surprised Mingmiao. Now that no one else was around, Zhu Wen felt he could be a little more unrestrained:
"Well, can't you?"

Mingmiao's expression was somewhat strange:
There is only one way to leave here.

"what?"

"Kill those slaves."

"..."

Zhu Wen finally realized the problem—

An endless mountain range;
An endless expanse of greenery that one cannot escape;
Strong and robust male slaves;
The cultivators who guarded them;
……

"where is this place?"

Zhu Wen finally got to the crucial point.

Mingmiao's eyes sparkled:

"This is the 'Colosseum'."

Simply put, this is an enclosed space.

Unaware of the danger, the slaves were thrown into this space and given only small amounts of food and water.

These so-called slaves were said to be people who had committed various capital crimes, and they were all vicious and bad people.

Once inside, you're left to your own devices; killing, deception, betrayal... all sorts of intrigue and backstabbing unfold there.

The only ones guarding and managing them were the cultivators responsible for maintaining order, namely the Lord Sun from earlier.

The so-called maintenance of order is just a figure of speech. The purpose of this Lord Sun's existence is to ensure that everything that happens in the arena conforms to the preferences of the important figures outside.

For example, if a powerful figure's favorite slave was about to die, the man surnamed Sun would step in to save him.
For example, if a slave displeased a powerful person, the man surnamed Sun would have the person killed.
For example, if a VIP wants to see a special performance, the person surnamed Sun will also grant their request...

In the end, only the one who survives will be able to leave this space!

At this point, Zhu Wen suddenly understood.

It turns out this place is a battle royale space.

It causes a group of people to fight and kill each other over a small amount of resources for survival.

Countless eyes outside are watching the spectacle, controlling these lives, and enjoying the thrill of being above them.

"So now our every move is being watched."

Not a question, but an affirmation.

Zhu Wen slowly raised his gaze and looked up at the clear blue sky.

It's as if through this barrier, we can see those who think they are superior.

"laugh."

Zhu Wen laughed dismissively, a murderous glint appearing in his eyes.

at the same time.

outside world.

The place, which was originally filled with laughter and shouting, is now completely silent.

Everyone stared blankly at the water curtain hanging directly in front of them.

Now, all the water curtains are pointed at Zhu Wen alone.

They also aimed at her murderous, cold, and ruthless eyes.

Such a frail body, such a wretched appearance, such a lowly ant.

The person she was looking at seemed not to be looking down at her, but rather being looked down at by her.

A feeling of being fooled filled his chest and abdomen, causing many people present to show signs of rage.

"What's going on! Where did you get these slaves from? They're so unruly!"

"I hate her eyes! Kill her now! Kill everyone!"

"What? Once the 'Colosseum' is opened, no external force can break through it? What do I care if your people die? I only want this lowly woman dead!"

"What kind of work are your people doing? A cultivator was killed by a mortal? Utterly useless!"

"Wait, how would that woman know about the 'Colosseum'?"

"What's the point if the biggest secret has been exposed?"

"Give me my money back right now!"

"..."

The entire venue was in an uproar.

Countless guests were outraged by this.

What they want to see is the ugliness and absurdity of human nature under extreme circumstances.

Instead of being stared at and seen through.

This is not what they want!