Gacha games can't save this bizarre world.

The fat man is a veteran superhuman at the Iron 4 level, and Lucius and his two companions even obtained his information.

After all, he's quite active in Liberty City and has a close relationship with the Red Gate.

Therefore, Lucius cunningly chose Zhao Hao.

However, faced with such a miraculous item from the Glory Arena, Zhao Hao was neither nervous nor afraid. Instead, he craned his neck to look at the wonder and even admired it!

Did I invite you to flatter me?

Lucius was very unhappy, the kind of unhappy that comes from failing to show off.

He deliberately burst into laughter, interrupting Zhao Hao's observation and contemplation.

Seeing Zhao Hao looking over, he excitedly raised his Roman dagger and round shield, saluting the non-living audience around him as if he were a star standing on his own concert stage. This elicited indescribable cheers, echoes of history.

Zhao Hao sized up the man.

Lucius was 1.85 meters tall, strong and powerful, with thick and round deltoids, which are his shoulders, indicating that he was not weak.

He wore a Roman-style helmet, the kind with a brass-colored T-shaped opening in the middle and a red plume with a mohawk-shaped mane on top.

He wore a simple brass breastplate without shoulder guards, with muscle definition on his chest and abdomen, clearly the type of muscular man. He also had a blood-red cloak draped over his back, giving him a somewhat Spartan and grotesque style.

He held a simple, unadorned Roman short sword in one hand and a brass round shield fifty centimeters in diameter in the other.

She wore a red skirt, and it seems she was wearing underwear. It's hard to see clearly.

However, he wasn't wearing shoes; instead, he was barefoot, stepping on the scorching yellow earth of the arena.

Tall, powerful, and bloodthirsty!

This equipment wasn't just for show. Zhao Hao sensed varying degrees of spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from it. These were extraordinary equipment!

In fact, this set of items is quite extraordinary, as they are all passed down for hundreds of years and each has its own unique uses.

"They seem to be quite wealthy!" Zhao Hao muttered to himself.

After receiving cheers from the audience, Lucius's heart rate, body temperature, mentality, concentration... all reached a certain peak.

He gave Zhao Hao a bloodthirsty smile and said, "You're unfortunate enough to become the first victim in this arena of honor. By killing you here, I can seize a portion of your spiritual energy to strengthen myself. This is the path of a gladiator!"

He scratched his ear nonchalantly, clearly not taking Zhao Hao seriously. "Speaking of which, you're really unlucky. I've only had this ability for less than a week..."

Less than a week!

Zhao Hao received a piece of information that suddenly reminded him of his monthly report from the end of September: next month is Dream Month, and the expansion and development of dreams will become much easier. The influence of dreams will increase…

At that moment, a "person" suddenly appeared in the main seat of the audience.

He stood up, raised his hands, and began to introduce in a loud, steady tone, like reciting poetry: "Today, our arena welcomes a mighty gladiator! He has slain countless opponents and won countless honors. He has inherited a long-standing tradition of equipment and even single-handedly killed the Black Iron 5-star Palomi Grizzly Bear… He is Lucius, the gladiator from Rome."

The audience members started to stand up and cheer excitedly. Every time the host said a sentence, the audience cheered again, and the atmosphere was extremely enthusiastic.

As the cheers rang out, Lucius's performance improved even further, hitting three consecutive three-pointers!

Then, the host began to introduce Zhao Hao, "Our other contestant is Zhao Hao, a Song Dynasty superhuman who has only been a superhuman for less than half a year!"

Instead of cheers and applause, Zhao Hao was met with boos. He was practically pelted with rotten eggs!

Zhao Hao felt pressure; an inexplicable spiritual energy was suppressing his spirit. It felt as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart.

"So that's how it is, there's even a home-field advantage. Aren't you gladiators supposed to fight one-on-one fairly?"

Lucius scoffed, "How naive! What fairness is there in this world? You might as well just accept your fate and die!"

"Now, I declare the battle begins!" came the announcer's loud shout.

The gates were locked with a rumbling sound, and a dozen or so stone pillars rose haphazardly from the ground. At the same time, huge bonfires and obstacles such as walls of sharp blades appeared inside the site.

They've got quite a few tricks up their sleeves!

Lucius, wielding a short sword and a round shield, approached with light, quick steps, as if flying across the yellow earth. His movements were swift and agile.

Zhao Hao clenched his fists and wrapped the mage's hand around his arms, forming a tailed beast robe that resembled flickering blue flames enveloping his arms.

Lucius's eyes were icy, but he began to spew disdainful trash talk: "Is this your path? A boxer? Hah, what a foolish path!"

He tried to provoke or pressure Zhao Hao with words.

However, Zhao Hao remained unmoved and continued to maintain his stance...

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Chapter 109 My Turn!

Beside it was a kitten that looked no more than a few months old, sprawled on its hind legs, howling in pain. The kitten was already quite dirty, and with the heavy blow to its lower back, its body was covered in blood and grime, making its cries extremely pitiful.

Richard didn't need to ask around; he heard the students denouncing the security guards. They called them cold-blooded animals, executioners, and perverts.

The security guards all looked rather helpless, presumably not very satisfied with their jobs. However, one of the guards, a man in his twenties who seemed a bit naive, was yelling at the students.

"I'm following orders from my superiors! To get rid of the stray cats and dogs on campus! This is to eliminate a potential hazard!"

"You guys are such troublemakers!"

"I did nothing wrong! This is my job! Try touching me and see what happens!"

"If you're so capable, go find my boss! What are you yelling at me for here?"

"So what if I did get hit today?"

As he spoke, the security guard kicked the already paralyzed kitten. The kitten let out a piercing scream and flew more than a meter away, narrowly missing the students watching. The kitten, already severely injured and on the verge of death, was instantly killed!

Several female students immediately became red-eyed, and the surrounding students were filled with righteous indignation, surging forward. A few hot-tempered guys even rolled up their sleeves, ready to fight!

That security guard was no pushover either; it looked like he was about to use the iron bars he was carrying! Luckily, the other security guards knew their limits and quickly stopped him.

Richard stepped in to stop the students, saying, "How foolish! You think you can abuse and kill cats just because you're following orders? Use your tiny brains! Things have blown up so badly. What will happen to you when the video goes viral online tonight? You'll just become scapegoats for that leader! You'll have to put up with being fired!"

Richard's words stunned the security guards. Looking at the students filming with their phones, the older guards panicked. They quickly grabbed the still-angry younger guard, apologizing profusely as they hurried away.

Hitting the cat is out of the question; they need to hurry back and smooth things over.

The students buried the kitten and the blood-soaked bag in the school's green belt. One by one, the students left angrily.

Richard returned to his dormitory and began to follow up on the "Huanglongfu University Higher Technical College security guard cat abuse incident".

Online, many are outraged and want to take down the security guards. Some netizens are also criticizing today's college students for being irresponsible, claiming that the stray cats on campus were abandoned and released by them.

It was getting dark; at this time of year, it always gets dark very early.

Richard was the only one in the dormitory. Because he was an orphan and had no family, he came to school early, even though the official start of the semester was three days away.

The dormitory lights were off. Richard was looking at the situation on the school forum on his screen. Suddenly, he vaguely heard voices outside the window…

Richard glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen: 7:42.

There aren't many people in the school to begin with, let alone on a cold spring evening.

In fact, this entire dormitory building, with more than 150 rooms, probably has only about thirty people.

Richard didn't pay much attention and leaned on the windowsill to look in the direction the sound came from.

The streetlights were old and quite dim, and because they were quite far away, they were barely visible, just shadowy figures. Sounds could be heard, but not clearly.

Richard's curiosity was suddenly piqued, so he opened the window and listened carefully.

"Blood will pay... tonight... someone will pay the price..."

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the ornamental bushes downstairs, and then nothing more. Richard didn't think much of it, washed up, went to bed, and grabbed his phone to chat with his book club members.

The next day, Richard got up unusually early to have breakfast in the cafeteria, where he overheard some students who, like him, were on holiday and hadn't had time to leave talking.

They say that security guard from yesterday got his comeuppance; he fell terribly! His leg was broken, his arm fractured, and half his face was deformed after hitting the steps. And because he was drunk after get off work, it doesn't count as a work-related injury…

Chapter Two: Old Qin, the Gatekeeper

Richard pricked up his ears, eavesdropping on the students in the cafeteria gossiping about the plight of the hotheaded security guard. For no reason, he suddenly thought of the whispers he had overheard outside the window the night before.

The snippets of conversation I overheard last night sounded like someone talking to a group of people, and the content was mostly unkind. But that's nothing new; the strangeness will eventually dissipate. Richard, past and present, is mentally over thirty. He doesn't care much about these things.

However, now that he's heard that the somewhat reckless security guard is in such a bad state that he's ended up in the intensive care unit, Richard's curiosity has been piqued.

After finishing the last few steamed dumplings and gulping down the remaining noodle soup, Richard wiped his mouth with a tissue, stood up, and walked out of the cafeteria.

A short while later, Richard arrived at the gatekeeper's office located on the south side.

The university Richard attends was formed by the merger of over a dozen universities in Huanglong Prefecture, and its vast system has propelled it into the top ten nationwide. The campus located in Chongyang District, the furthest part of Huanglong Prefecture, is the Chongyang Campus. It takes two hours by bus to get there to the city center!

When Richard first arrived here, he felt that the reason this former county town was established as the urban area of ​​Huanglong Prefecture was to incorporate the vast forests and nature reserves along the way into Huanglong Prefecture. This would make Huanglong Prefecture the prefecture with the largest indoor green area in the country!

Of course, these are all issues that officials consider.

However, this also shows how awkward the situation is for Chongyang District, which is 60 kilometers away from the city center. Therefore, land here is also very cheap.

Huanglongfu University's Chongyang campus is a national key university, so its standards are extremely high. The entire campus is enormous! You couldn't walk from south to north in twenty minutes without a bicycle!

The south gate was originally the main gate, but later a very luxurious facade made of marble was built on the north side, and the south gate became the back gate.

Old Qin, the security captain guarding the south gate, had a good relationship with Richard. They weren't exactly best friends, but they were quite familiar with each other. After all, older men always have things in common.

Seeing Richard saunter in, Old Qin pulled out his cigarette case and offered him one, only to naturally take it back after Richard waved his hand. Old Qin knew Richard didn't smoke. But he couldn't shake the habit of always offering a cigarette first when he wanted one. In Old Qin's own words, it was a bad habit he'd picked up after his military service. "A small temple has many demons, a shallow pond has many turtles." In this prestigious university, he had to treat every scoundrel, no matter who they were, with respect.

Old Qin was the only one in the security room; his other henchmen were out patrolling. Old Qin was the only one who could relax in the security room, drinking tea and reading newspapers.

"Hey bro, got some free time?" Richard greeted him.

"Why aren't you home yet, kid?" Old Qin said, exhaling a puff of smoke.

Richard found a chair and sat down, replying, "You know me. Staying at home is worse than at school; at least I can see people. At home, I have to cook for myself; it's so much better to eat in the cafeteria here..."

Old Qin nodded without saying anything.

Richard was an orphan, so he was naturally very lonely when he went home for summer and winter vacations. Old Qin didn't want to poke at his sore spot.

Of course, Richard himself didn't care at all. When he transmigrated, it was because the original owner's family had been in a car accident. His parents had both died in that accident, and he had only attended their funeral. He didn't have any deep impression of them, let alone any deep feelings for them.

Old Qin asked again, "You seem to want to stay in your dorm all day, so why did you decide to come here to see me?"

Remembering his purpose, Richard quickly leaned forward and asked, "I heard that one of your security guards was taken to the hospital last night?"

Old Qin spat, "Damn it, what a bad omen. That kid is a distant nephew of Director Li from the Academic Affairs Office. He's only been here for less than a week, and he's a bit too cocky. Yesterday, he got into a conflict with a student, which caused quite a stir on the school website, so our department head gave him a piece of his mind. This kid had a few drinks after get off work... who knew that when he was found last night, he was in such a bad state. I heard he has seven or eight fractures, and half of his face is smashed!"

Old Qin stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, leaned over and whispered, "That kid fell down a flight of stairs more than a meter high and almost died! Isn't that just incredibly unlucky? It's bizarre!"

"I heard he woke up in the hospital and was yelling that there were ghosts!"