Love and passion, cutting up the wasteland

Nancheng Bar, brightly lit.

The waiters brought out barrels of stored wine and placed them in the lobby for the new warriors to drink for themselves.

"Do you think that Shaq is reliable?" A human male mercenary sat at the table and drank a bowl of wine.

The people around this table are all ‘foreigners’, there are seven or eight of them.

They may not be such gentle hosts on weekdays, but they are surrounded by heroic Shaq people and are not very familiar with each other, so they have to be much more restrained when communicating.

Huang Jun subconsciously glanced in the direction of the white-haired young man.

There was a wooden cup in front of Lu Beiyou, with half a glass of wine left.

From the beginning of the banquet, he only held this glass, picking it up and taking a sip from time to time without saying a word.

If the wine level hadn't really dropped, Huang Jun would probably have thought that the other party was suspecting that the wine was poisonous and was just pretending.

The young man named Huo Buyang sat next to him, holding the handle of the weapon with one hand.

The guard looked more like a guard coming to negotiate than to attend a banquet.

In contrast, his younger brother Huang Jie had just become a soldier and rarely had the opportunity to be treated to a drink by others. Now he was lying on the ground drinking.

He was so carried away that he had no sense of caution at all.

You must educate him well after you go back.

Huang Jun shook his head and said casually: "Who knows."

"At least he's generous."

In addition to drinks, the food on the table was also taken away and put on until the hungry warriors had eaten their bellies.

What surprised Huang Jun was that there was also white rice from his hometown.

It's sweet, soft and glutinous, and the quality is even better than the brown rice I've eaten before.

The climate here is not suitable for growing rice.

This shows Ada’s intention in entertaining them.

Before becoming warriors, most of the people present were paupers. Some of them couldn't even afford to eat in their hometowns, so they were just hoping to make a comeback in the Thunder Arena.

The country bumpkins have never seen such a scene before.

While they enjoyed it, they were also full of gratitude and admiration for Ada.

The busiest thing in the bar now is the table where Ada is sitting. From time to time, people from Shaq cheer and come up to toast.

Ada happily accepted the order without any hint of drunkenness on her face, looking both heroic and humble.

Even Yamin, who always had a high self-esteem next to him, was infected by the atmosphere. He was drunk and smiled unconsciously.

"You're right! No matter what, I will win the next fight!" The human mercenary took another bite and said fiercely.

What's more, Ada invites more than just new warriors.

Huang Jun, Huo Buyang and this mercenary were all defeated in the fifth duel. Strictly speaking, they are not warriors yet and must win the brutal resurrection match.

The new fighters will start the next round of duels after a month. During this period, these eliminated fighters will fight hard. They must rush to qualify before others have rested and become energetic, so that they can be qualified to start the final battle with the previous winners. Competition.

The reason why these people were able to participate in the carnival was because of Ada's suggestion.

"Although they have failed temporarily, many of them will rejoin us in a month." Ada said, "In this case, what does it matter if we celebrate together in advance?"

Because of his simple words, among the people at the banquet, there were even more non-soldiers than soldiers, and the cost doubled.

Originally, there were many people like Yamin who thought they were losers and did not want to be associated with them... But tonight was Ada's treat, and they had no reason to object.

Lu Meng held his chin in one hand and tapped on the table.

Ada's style is quite like those noble gentlemen in the history books who kept their clients. They spend money like water on weekdays, regardless of their origins, regardless of their origins - but when it comes to use, it may be necessary for you to be a robber or a thief, or it may be to make you want to be poor. I saw King Qin running around the pillar.

But no matter how you look at it, this style of painting should not appear on a Shaq.

Rather, he looks like a Union City noble who was born into the wrong child.

There are also people among the contestants that Ada did not invite.

For example, those veterans who want to come back to compete even though they already have warrior status.

That’s right, everyone present was a newcomer to the Thunder Arena for the first time.

This is also related to Ada’s purpose of finding them——

"Everyone, we are not enemies in this Thunder Arena." He called everyone together, "Our real opponents are the veterans!"

"Under the New Deal, the Thunder Arena was our only chance to become warriors. These veterans have already occupied the slots, and they are trying to steal our spots. Isn't this unfair?"

It is true that the number of newcomers participating in the competition far exceeds that of veterans, but in the end the two who advance from the fifth round are roughly equal.

In terms of proportion, veterans have a greater chance of promotion.

Many newcomers actually have no interest in the official positions promised by the city lord. They are satisfied as long as they can become warriors, just like the previous ones.

However, because veterans participated, they were eliminated for no reason.

——And for veterans, victory at this stage does not bring any benefits or sense of accomplishment. It just robs newcomers of the opportunity to become warriors.

After hearing Ada's words, many newcomers who were eliminated expressed their agreement.

Even Yamin, who had defeated three veterans, nodded slightly.

It seems that there is a lot of pressure for him to face some truly strong players among the veterans in the future.

With his strength, he would have easily won the championship in previous years.

It is even possible to be appreciated and directly receive a "title", just like Torah's "Fearless" and the city lord's "Big Mountain". There is no need to be granted an official position, and the future achievements will be equally good, with both fame and fortune.

As a result, in such a competition system, if you are unlucky, you may just get an ordinary ranking.

Then he would be very unwilling.

"Ada, you are right." Someone said, "But what are we going to do?"

"Yeah, if you can't beat this, you just can't beat it. Is there any other way?" the newcomers asked doubtfully.

I am not angry, but in the arena with real swords and guns, most newcomers are not as good as veterans in terms of combat experience.

"This requires us to unite together." Ada smiled, "First of all, when we newcomers face each other again, we must not make a fatal move."

The next duel is mainly to determine the ranking of the winner. Even if they fail, they will not be eliminated directly. They will still have the opportunity to duel with others.

But if you are seriously injured or die directly in battle, there is no hope left.

Hearing this, many people looked at Yamin.

These words were almost meant for him. Among the people on the field, he was the first to hack his opponent to death.

Yamin snorted lightly, but actually had no objection.

"I killed a veteran," he said.

When everyone thought about it, it seemed that it was indeed the case.

Could it be that Yamin is really the one who eliminates competitors for their newcomers?

Lu Meng looked at Huo Buyang, who shook his head slightly.

Xiao Huo can be sure that Yamin did kill him when he faced him.

There is a completely different difference between not having the intention to kill and not succeeding in killing.