My life can't be a harem game!

"arrive."

Just as Lu Fengxian was trembling with fear and trying to calculate the number of times that incident happened last night, Oli, who had been leading the way, suddenly stopped and turned to Lu Fengxian and said.

Looking up, I saw a huge, black Colosseum similar to the ancient Roman Colosseum stretching before my eyes. It was grand and majestic, with six corners consisting of six tall towers with pointed tops.

This was the place where he had fought. At that time, he was too focused on the enemy and did not notice the structure of the arena. Now it seemed like a truly magnificent building, so magnificent that one almost doubted whether the power of the subhumans could build such a grand arena.

“We didn’t build this.”

"Eh?"

As if she knew the doubts in Lu Fengxian's mind, before he could open his mouth, Oli directly told him the most likely answer he had expected.

It was not built by ghosts, nor by demi-humans, nor by humans. We only know that this building already existed when the demi-humans came here, and the most the demi-humans could master was how to control it.

Because it is relatively close to the Ghost King City, it is now controlled by the Ghost Clan. However, in the beginning, it was not controlled by the Ghost Clan, but was managed by ten races. Each race was unwilling to give in to the other, and the capabilities of this arena were rarely developed. Once discovered, they were not taken out for research but hidden from each other.

Competition is certainly the driving force for progress, but that refers to healthy competition. Vicious competition like this will only lead to the cessation of exploration of the arena.

The people's livelihood uses human technology, but the subhuman military uses all the technology from this arena, which is solid and reliable.

The real big change came after the appearance of the Demon King, who gained control of the duel field by promoting his own power...

The power of one person cannot change a race, no matter how powerful the policies and IQ are. The reason why he was able to gain so much is probably because -

"As for those who truly rely on their own strength, it is said that more than ten pregnancies were conceived in each race that year."

“Isn’t this a dirty py deal?”

"..."

Regardless of the process, the final result is undoubtedly good. The Colosseum was completely incorporated into the ghost clan, bringing the ghost clan considerable profits and expansion of reputation every year.

A symbol of absolute power, this arena can be split into hundreds of small arenas, creating large-scale illusions and the most important environmental simulation for the upcoming competition!

"There are three skills that can be deployed so far. It is not ruled out that it will reveal other skills, but the most likely competition that will appear next should be related to the virtual environment capabilities."

As an insider who has worked here for a long time, Oli knows this matter very well. Although on the surface she has to confess everything about the arena to all sub-human races, no one knows what the ghost tribe inside is doing.

Racial struggles are everywhere. Even humans, who have basically no difference in appearance, can be divided into a large number of forces, not to mention the sub-humans whose appearance and living habits I don't want to support.

The ghost tribe was originally the elf tribe...

To be more precise, they are the lower-level elves who cannot survive under the high pressure of the elves. The royal elves with noble blood are born with skin as smooth as white jade and powerful magic. Even in this era of scarce mana [magic], they can still use extremely destructive magic.

It was truly a sinful and dark era. Due to their respect for tradition and their inherently pedantic character, some dark elves were born with black skin and had weak bodies that were completely different from ordinary elves. They were regarded as the inferiors of the elven society. They could not use magic, so they were forced to work as coolies. The day and night work led to a very high mortality rate.

He was so resentful that he cursed himself, abandoning his elven bloodline and becoming a pure black elf, replacing magic with physical abilities, changing his 3,000-year lifespan to 300 years, and replacing his intelligence with racial fanaticism...

There are about 100,000 elves, and the top ones among them are stronger than the ghosts. In the beginning, even if they were separated, they would be squeezed out and it would be quite difficult.

The main reason for giving up the arena to allow the ghosts to increase their strength is to use the ghosts to suppress the elves. No matter what happens to other races, all the elves must die!

This is blood hatred, no matter what, there is no way to forget it. There is no reason not to swallow the meat that is delivered to your mouth in the arena...

"what is this?"

I didn't go back into the arena. It seemed that the second match was going on. The huge entrances to the arena were blocked. There were several ghost guards guarding the door, except for one...

A huge stone door about 20 meters high. Even from a distance, one can smell the ancient atmosphere on it. It is completely different from other iron doors and iron fences. It is made entirely of stone. On it, hundreds of fist marks are neatly arranged...

"This is the Triumphal Gate. It's the gate that the first place winners of previous competitions walked out of. As a commemoration, they always punch them from inside. And every punch can leave a mark on these gates that even missiles can't destroy."

"Yeah."

Hearing this, Lu Fengxian became interested. With blurry eyes, he raised his right hand and punched the stone door from a distance in a fist.

"The next one to leave a fist mark will definitely be me."

172. First meeting with XO

The environment is virtual.

This is a difficult problem that is still on the desk of human scientists today. This is a rather theoretical future. For example, can the future completely rely on virtual environment to replace reality?

This seemingly childish question is actually the most realistic one. Yes, if the virtual environment can really replace the reality, then a large number of problems will be solved, such as employment issues, the current land shortage, lack of resources and a lot of other problems will be solved.

Once it is solved, it will be epoch-making. There will naturally be no problem with the nutritional supply. Nutrient solution and the like appeared hundreds of years ago. There is no problem at all in dealing with the physical needs of an ordinary person for a year at one time...

However, there is no way to solve the real problems.

There is no immersive experience at all. It seems that I have just entered the perspective of the game character on the screen, and what I say and feel does not feel real at all.

The simulation of taste is also wireless and close to zero. The human brain is like the most sophisticated machine in the world. It cannot be replaced by one or two wires, especially the human sense of taste.

Too many problems and too many questions have led to 99 percent of the world's scientists being stumped by virtual reality. Even if they know what the ultimate goal is, they are completely unable to achieve it. The process is simply too difficult, too difficult.

I was lucky enough to see a being that could achieve complete virtual reality, but that was the only time I saw it in the eighteen years since I was born. The second time was now...

On the morning of the third day after he made the oath in front of the King of Triumph, Lu Fengxian participated in the rematch and came to the arena as scheduled. Just like last time, it seemed that the ghost clan did not intend to go with the usual one-on-one duel.

"Chirp~~"

A colorful giant monster bird flew past his eyes, nimbly dodged Lu Fengxian's quick grab, and quickly disappeared from his sight.

The endless dense forest, the breath of life can be felt everywhere, dense bushes can be seen everywhere, the white clouds seem so free in the blue sky, and from time to time you can hear the calls of birds and beasts.

If you use your eyes and ears to explore, this is undoubtedly a vibrant scene, but...

"is fake."

Lu Fengxian was so confident that he didn't even need to doubt himself when he said such a sentence.

About three minutes ago, I just followed the collective instructions of that messy demon princess Olier and came to the competition venue, but in the blink of an eye I ended up in a place like this.

No matter how good the disguise is, there will be flaws. It is absolutely impossible for an inanimate object to imitate a living thing. At least Lu Fengxian discovered that the big monster bird that just flew past was just an illusion without any attack power.

Able to deceive vision, touch, hearing, taste, smell...

However, there is no way to deceive the sixth sense, which is the so-called intuition. Even without relying on the other five senses, in this environment, one can clearly understand and realize that the environment here, including all the creatures here, are all illusions and false.

Standing quietly in place, Lu Fengxian remained silent. As someone who was familiar with the competition system, he certainly did not think that the organizer would leave his group of players alone for long. This was against the rules. Although it was very chaotic, as a princess of the ghost clan, that woman would still report the conditions for winning very well.

"Yohoo, is everyone okay?"

Sure enough, before Lu Fengxian had stood there for five minutes, a voice that seemed quite intimate rang out, and a huge virtual image rose into the sky from the forest. A giant ghost man about twenty or thirty meters tall appeared in front of him.

"As you know, this ancient fighting arena has been developed with two functions: splitting the arena and virtual environment. Since the split arena was used in the first preliminary round, I don't plan to repeat it in the second round."

While saying such willful words, the princess of the ghost clan seemed to be quite proud, as if she was quite satisfied with the actions she had taken.

"The first match was in the split arena of the gladiatorial arena, the second match was in a virtual environment, and the third match will not be using the bodies of the ghost people to fight on the bed, right?"

"Hehe, then I won't lose. I guarantee I'll fuck them till they're done."

“…”

It seemed that there were far more people who could speak than just the princess of the ghost clan. At that moment, what Lu Fengxian could hear seemed to be the words spoken by all the men in the battlefield.

Does it also have a built-in sound transmission effect?

Just as Lu Fengxian was thinking this, an incomprehensible smile appeared on the face of the huge phantom of the ghost princess who had been standing proudly.

"If the strong ones who can pass the second game want to mate with our ghost tribe, that's fine. How about this? I will give the mating rights of my clan members as a reward for passing the second game. As long as the contestants who can pass the second game will have the right to mate with any ghost from the ghost tribe."

She sold out almost all the ghosts with her shocking words. After she finished saying this, her figure gradually disappeared...

"The conditions for victory are very simple. There are 743 contestants left. All contestants need to do is defeat the other five contestants... Oh, and this is limited to the first people who achieve the goal."

Beat five?

It sounds simple, but if you savor it carefully you will understand its horrific meaning.

There are more than 700 people. If they defeat five of them, there will only be about 100 or 20 left. Now, there is even a restriction that they must defeat 100 people first.

"This is unfair. Some sub-humans are strong enough to be ranked in the top 30, but if they meet people from the top ten races, they will definitely be defeated. This arrangement is totally unreasonable!"

There were still some quick-witted demihumans who quickly realized the implication of this sentence and immediately protested.

The ten races with the strongest individual combat capabilities represent the pinnacle of all sub-humans. If you meet them, you will definitely be defeated.

"Haha, top thirty?"

When Her Royal Highness the Princess heard this, she paused for a moment, then laughed out loud, but her tone suddenly changed from hot to cold.

"The so-called top thirty are nothing but scum. The demi-humans of the world, including me, can only look at the top ten. Those who can't even defeat the top ten races will never be remembered."

Harsh words, harsh attitude and a look that looked like it looked down upon everyone.

"Hehe, if you are in the top ten, can I directly call your name, Your Highness?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity that the organizers absolutely could not attack the contestants, some races that were usually at odds with the ghost clan began to make a fuss, and the target of their attacks was the ghost princess who was speaking now.

Bold, so bold as to be unimaginable.

It's outrageous, it's simply outrageous without any brains.

"My worth is not just about being in the top ten, idiot. If you want to ride on me, then try to become the strongest male!"

Her huge shadow perfectly replicated her current movements, and she stretched out her pink red tongue to lick her gorgeous lips. Rather than expressing anger, this gesture seemed to be silently expressing her expectations.

Instead of making her angry, this made her even more excited. The enemy ghosts who were greatly disappointed with the result shot angry glances at the huge figure.

At the same time, in front of a huge screen directly connected to the Ghost King Palace, a strong male ghost with muscles all over his body couldn't help but cheer loudly.

"Great, that's so well said, you are worthy of being my Omi, great, great!"

The sound resounded in the Ghost King's Palace like thunder.

.........

"What a witch."

In a corner of the virtual jungle, the elf fiercely raised his middle finger to the gradually disappearing giant figure, responding to this temptation with complete contempt and disdain. As members of the same ten major sub-human tribes, they had a general understanding of the rumors and information between each other, and he knew the nature of this woman very well.

However, compared to this, can only the first 100 be counted as having passed the semi-finals?

It was like a rule specially made for the ten major races. If he had only defeated five enemies, he could have waited until the very end before taking action. But now—

"Since this is a forest, that means I can use my [Wood Controlling Technique], right?"

Then, the elf boy put his hands together, and the originally quiet and silent bushes around him suddenly shook wildly. A huge buzzing sound accompanied the crazy growth of the trees. Suddenly, the whole forest made up of fantasy seemed to be given life, and it came alive and began to use its own way to target the creatures other than the elf boy in this forest.

It is not considered strange. Compared with the flying flames and heavy rain in other places, the state of thousands of trees dancing in unison can only be regarded as abnormally normal.

“It’s like a declaration of sovereignty.”

Standing on the highest branch of a big tree, Lu Fengxian looked at the place not far away which had become a sea of fire and sighed softly that if he had not behaved so arrogantly, he might have stepped into the territory of a dangerous guy.

They are not easy to deal with. The so-called ten major races are not just good nicknames, but more of a result of their strength. Since the other party dares to be different from other miscellaneous sub-humans and only sends one person to participate in this strongest competition, then naturally they have their own confidence...

"Basically, the only people who can be caught are fools, right?"

The commotion was so loud that if he didn't have a brain to deliberately drive the others away, then he wanted to use this method to prevent the other ten ethnic groups from stepping into his territory. Otherwise, they would have met before the top ten were decided, and both sides would suffer losses. If the victory was really decided by a slight difference, the loser would definitely regard the winner as his mortal enemy...

Basically, all humans with a little power in the world will be very interested in such things, and the demi-humans will use this game as a topic of discussion for the next ten years.

In this case, sending only one contestant and always making it into the top ten is a symbol of a strong tribe.

One hundred places...

It sounds urgent, but...

Lu Fengxian looked at the ten major races that had begun to display their divine power, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on his face hidden by the mask.

Maybe it was true that he was in a hurry to save his sister, but now instead of competing to be the first contestant to appear, he might as well strive to be the last one.

Thrilling...

Unfortunately, in reality, all of this was not dangerous at all. Unlike the group of contestants who were trapped inside and confused and didn't understand the situation, I had my own support outside.

"The number of people who have completed the race is still zero. Don't mess around during this time."

The mask was perfectly connected to a walkie-talkie whose signal was not blocked by the arena. The ghost protector Oli outside was helping him cheat with all her heart.

You can never imagine what kind of shameless things a woman will do after giving her whole heart to you, even if it means betraying her race.

"To the southeast is an elf, who can control trees. Now make four of them lose their combat effectiveness. To your west is the dragon man El, who has a very strong dragon breath and doesn't seem to be planning to attack. To the south is Medusa, and about ten kilometers behind is Yak of the ghost tribe..."

"Wait, what did you say? The last one?"

Lu Fengxian's face changed, and he suddenly said, if he remembered correctly, the so-called Yak should be -

"Yak from the Ghost Clan is a very strong man, but he is a bit stupid. Honey, you don't have to bother with him."