I produce soldiers every day, starting from the end of the world

"You enter the space first."

"Yes, City Lord"

Wang Yan waved his hand and Troy disappeared.

A hell sergeant manifested beside him.

The magnetic field on the body was removed.

Sergeant Hell, who was nearly four meters tall, stood beside him.

The passing mechanic didn't notice.

In this way, Wang Yan sneaked into the inside smoothly.

A few minutes later a gate with an arena sign appeared in front of him.

Wang Yan walked in with the sergeant.

As soon as I entered the hall, I heard the deafening cheers.

Under the leadership of the waiter, Wang Yan came to the auditorium.

After finding a place to sit down, a woman came over.

"Dear guest, please see if there is any mecha you want to bet on."

The woman handed a tablet to Wang Yan.

The tablet is filled with information about all the contestants in the arena.

Everything from the materials of their mechas to their nicknames are displayed.

Competition inherently involves too much contingency.

Betting based on the resources above only increases the chance of winning.

Occasionally, accidents happen.

For example, a dark horse suddenly appears, and the new participating mecha accidentally kills the old mecha.

Not to mention that Wang Yan really felt like he was watching a movie.

There are two mechas currently fighting in the arena.

A dark brown head with dreadlocks tied up with cables.

Two backward-facing energy devices are installed on the hand.

The other one was dark green with barbed rivets all over it.

The hands are a pair of black iron fists.

Although they had no fighting skills to speak of, they fought vigorously and vigorously.

The audience on stage cheered.

Half an hour later, the dark green mecha accidentally hit him with a fist from the arm of the brown mecha.

Just as the dark green mecha staggered, the energy ejection device on the brown arm was activated, and the two springs hit the dark green mecha hard on the chest.

"Zan Si Sheng".

The host on the stage cheered loudly.

The audience also started cheering loudly.

The dark green mecha was smoking and being dragged down by a cleaning robot.

The brown mecha also turned and left.

The host began to introduce the names of the players and mechas participating in the next match.

Wang Yan lost interest as he listened.

He waved to the waiter standing on the side.

One of the dozens of waiters standing on the side came over.

"How can I get my mecha to participate?".

"Oh, I need to ask our management for instructions about the guest."

"OK".

The waiter smiled and nodded and turned to leave.

Not long after, a purple-haired middle-aged man came over.

"Guest, do you want to attend?".

"Yes".

"Then please follow me."

The man invited.

Wang Yan stood up and followed him to the back.

"Can the guests show off your mecha?"

Wang Yan waved his hand and a hell sergeant wearing hell-type power armor appeared in front of him.

Originally, Wang Yan wanted to manifest a Gray Knight.

But the Gray Knight came out a bit too bullying.

Besides, the Gray Knight's height of nearly three meters doesn't quite resemble the smart mecha here.

After the transformation, Sergeant Hell became nearly six meters tall.

This is somewhat similar to the mecha we just fought against.

The middle-aged man nodded after seeing the hell sergeant next to Wang Yan.

From the appearance of Sergeant Hell, one cannot tell that he is a mecha piloted by a human.

Wang Yan didn’t hear them say that only AI-controlled mechas could participate.

After getting the middle-aged man's confirmation, he said a few words to the waiter on the side, who quickly left.

"Guest, wait a moment, we will arrange the game for you."