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Chapter 349 The Confusing Beginning
Iliad suddenly realized: "Are you here to find a nanny for your son?"

He clarified the logic in an instant:

Remington came to find his side behind Hope's back. On the surface, it was to achieve cooperation between Blazer and Hope in the arena. In fact, through the interface of cooperation, Blazer, who had won nine consecutive victories, protected Hope who had just started on the road!

The difference between cooperation and protection is that the former is a win-win situation, while the latter requires compensation.

It's all about taking advantage, this guy...

Remington fell silent for a moment.

After a few seconds, he raised his forehead helplessly: "Well...if you want to think so...yes, I hope Mr. Blazer can protect Hope in this match."

"What are you kidding?" Iliad took a step forward, "Do you think we look like we're at ease? What are you fighting for rations?"

As soon as the words came out, Iliad suddenly felt that the atmosphere was a bit subtle, especially when Remington looked at him with an inexplicable smile.

"Mr. Iliad, you may not be so comfortable, but I believe, Mr. Blazer, you must be able to..."

Remington shifted his gaze to Turing's head.

"What is your basis?" Turing said.

"It's very simple. Although Mr. Blazer's nine consecutive victories, each battle seems to have ups and downs and many twists and turns, but that's just a 'competitive performance' for the purpose of gaining more competitive points. For Blazer For Mr. Ze, those crooked melons and split dates are nothing more than miscellaneous fish that can be solved with a few breaths. Including... the reverse spiral blade Mazan."

"Am I right, Mr. Blazer?"

Turing squinted his eyes, and felt a slight tingling sensation from the person in front of him for the first time.

This kind of feeling of being seen through by others is not good, and the identity of the other party must not be simple, including that Hope.

Iliad on one side immediately wanted to refute the other party.

He has watched every battle of Blazer's. In his view, it can be said that there are dangers all over the place.

But when he noticed the delicate atmosphere between the monster and Remington, he was a little confused.

Judging by Blazer's appearance, Remington seemed to be right.

Could it be...

Thinking of this, he took a step back and looked at Turing in disbelief——

The clown was me? !

Ignoring Iliad on one side, Turing said to Remington:

"I can agree to your request. But if Hope is facing a predator, I won't take his safety into consideration." He didn't dwell too much on this topic, but returned to the topic.

"Of course, I know that you are a good player at the survival level, but I don't expect you to be able to match the predator." Remington thought he was very accurate.

He knew that Blazer was already a top player in the survival class. If it weren't for the ration battle, he might have won consecutive victories all the way to the predatory class in the promotion league.

In his view, although Blazer still has no way to deal with the predator level head-on, it is more than enough to survive the battle for rations.That's one of the reasons he came to Blazer.

"Very well, then let's talk about compensation." Turing grinned.

Since it is "employment", the nature has changed.

Regarding this, Remington was not surprised: "When this game is over, I will arrange for you to meet 'Trent'."

"Although the opponent is old, he is still a player in the middle of the predatory level, and because you have just entered the predatory level, you may not see you. But with my help, it will be different."

What the other party said was that Turing had been arranging Iliad to help him find clues that might find "Arthur Crow", that is, an old fighting beast at the predatory level.

"It's not enough, it's a blank promise." Iliad, who had almost absorbed the information, stood up, "Mr. Blazer needs something more substantive."

"Okay, then... plus [-] competitive points, predator-level." Remington compromised.

"Very well, the deal is concluded."

"In 1 minute, you will get all the information you need for this cooperation. Then, I wish you a smooth arrival at the next stop, and by the way... you can find what you are looking for. At that time, you will get what I promised reward." Remington smiled and disappeared under the closed hologram.

Remington was decisive, maintaining standard decorum without appearing procrastinated.

At the end of the conversation, Iliad looked at the monsters around him and fell silent for a while.

"...Is it really okay?" He asked cautiously, "And your previous battles, really..."

If it's what Remington said, isn't Blazer just playing "ring outing" all along?As the manager of the other party, he didn't realize this at all, but as an outsider, Remington could understand it... And Blazer has been doing it by himself, and has never communicated with himself...

And about finding the old fighting beast, I just told him the information, it seems that he got more information from Remington?I didn't tell myself...

Iliad's expression suddenly became resentful.

What's more, in every battle of Blazer's before, he shouted crazily and excitedly for him like he was tightening his heart, and if that was just Blazer's performance...

He suddenly felt a strong sense of shame.

However, Turing ignored Iliad's resentment, but turned on the holographic image, continued to study the information and information on it, and at the same time turned on the mental mode.

The origins of Remington and Hope are worthy of scrutiny. If the background is great, it will be of great help to him to obtain the technology and find "Arson Crow".The only problem is that Remington seems to have his eye on him for some reason.

There is too little information, and there is no way to answer these. In the current situation, we still have to focus on the battle for rations.

In 1 minute, Remington sent more information and news, and Turing learned the name of the map and the panorama of this competition——

【Crazy Sand Wasteland】

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A few days later, Westfield Arena.

The giant elevator opens, and here is the underground space of the arena.Iliad and the spider cage beside him walked out of the elevator slowly, and went to the arena surrounded by a group of guards.

In the huge and cold space, the usual spectators and crowds could not be seen, only a large number of guards and his own manager.It's a bit like what it looked like before the Arena of Blood started, but Turing couldn't see the other contestants.

"The synthetic scene this time is located underground. You will go there through the transport passage, and the same is true for other rations. After entering, carefully observe the environment, familiarize yourself with the terrain, and then wait for the opportunity to move. Be careful..."

The old mother, Iliad, told Turing endlessly, until the guard took over Turing's spider cage, and was reluctantly pulled away.

"Come on! Blaze! You must survive!!!"

Iliad's voice echoed in the empty space.Watching the spider cage guards go away, Iliad let out a sigh of relief.

In the cold and empty space, a sense of loneliness welled up in my heart.

He didn't want to turn himself back into a person after leaving like this... If he had known earlier, he should have recruited more people from the operation team... But the investor side suspended the activities, as if he was destined to be the only one to see him off today...

It was as if Blazer was going not for an hour, but for ten years.

Iliad patted his head lightly and stopped the random thoughts in his head - it was time for him to go to the specially arranged auditorium.

At this moment, in the passage ahead, a group of people strode out in big strides. The battle was not small, and it seemed to be a team of some beasts. Iliad was envious when he saw it.

And at this moment, the leader suddenly turned his head: "Mr. Iliad?"

It was Remington.

Damn it... Can even someone like Hope, who has won three consecutive victories, have such a big scene...

Iliad was upset for a while.

Walking up with two men in white suits, Remington smiled:

"It seems that Mr. Blazer has already gone in?"

For this unpredictable man, Iliad just nodded: "Has Mr. Hope entered the arena? I'm going to the seat first..."

"and many more."

Remington suddenly reached out and grabbed Iliad's sleeve. The latter struggled violently like an electric shock, and shook off Remington's palm. Both sides were stunned.

"Um... sorry, I'm not very used to having too much physical contact with others." Iliad reacted, showing a embarrassed expression.

After a brief moment of stupefaction, Remington also put up his smile again: "It's my problem, I'm sorry, I'm rude."

As he said that, he put his hand behind his back and wiped it lightly on the back of his waist: "Then Mr. Iliad, do you want to go to the seat together? We are now considered a cooperative relationship?"

"Well, yes."

This is nothing that cannot be refused. Although I am not familiar with it, it is just a request from my colleagues.Iliad twisted his hands, and gave Remington a subtle look. The latter didn't notice the other's subtle eyes, and was still politely looking for topics to Iliad.

Surrounded by guards, the group quickly left the scene.

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Turing felt that he was put into some kind of large-scale running pipeline, and the spider cage container was transported at a constant speed between mechanical transmissions.

Turing has already put all the map information provided by Remington into his mind. This map called [Dune Wasteland] has man-made sand dune terrain and weather, as well as a large number of high sand and gravel slopes that guarantee the uniqueness of the terrain. and cliffs.

Every 8 minutes, an artificial sandstorm will be generated, which is the characteristic of this competitive map.

After a while, a clear collision came from the outside, followed by a sense of weightlessness like an elevator.When the ground was felt again, the transmission from the outside stopped completely.

hum-

The spider cage was unfolded inch by inch, and Turing stretched out his body. There was no expected yellow sand and hot and humid air in front of him, but a dilapidated corridor with vertical pipes.

"Is it still time to prepare?"

At this time, a line of holographic images appeared in the middle of the corridor, and an electronic sound came immediately:

[Confirmed player: Blade of Deceit Blaze]

[July 7, delivery completed]

[There are still 2 minutes and 14 seconds left before the start of the escape]

[There are still 12 minutes and 14 seconds left before releasing the Predator]

[Confirm that the current terrain is: Death Passage]

The blood-red pupils shrank suddenly.

Not Kuangsha Wasteland.

Remington's intelligence was wrong! ?
[Reminder: There are still 2 minutes before the door opens, rations, please pay attention to your time. 】

(End of this chapter)