Tang Chu raised a smile, and kissed Lian Ting on the forehead like a reward.Lian Ting's expression softened, and he stretched out his arms to gently hug Tang Chu.

Tang Chu hugged him back in his arms, and the two remained silent.In the end, Tang Chu was able to fall asleep in Lian Ting's arms amidst the noise outside.I don't know when there was another clear and loud noise, Tang Chu woke up with a jolt, and found himself sitting on Lian Ting's lap, squeezed into his arms.

Tang Chu rubbed against Lian Ting's arms, "Shall we go and have a look?"

The two came to the window, and the turmoil outside had subsided.There were corpses—or not corpses, but scraps of flesh—and living people wandered among the corpses on the street, saying hello to each other and looking as if they had just enjoyed a feast. Meal lazy.

Lian Ting glanced around, "Cloak?"

"What cloak?" Tang Chu asked.

Lian Ting pointed at a few people, only then did Tang Chu realize that the living people outside were not walking around in the open, but were all wearing a black cloak.People on the street continued to come from the other end, putting on their cloaks while gathering here, and finally lined up in a long line, waiting in front of the arch.

Tang Chu rubbed his chin, "It turns out that there are uniforms? We don't have one. What should we do? Will we not let them in?"

"I have it here." Lian Ting said.Tang Chu looked at him curiously, and saw Lian Ting take out a large cabinet from his space button.

He explained: "This is what I need to use when working in the military department. I remember that there are two clothes that can change shape at will."

Lian Ting rummaged around, took out two military uniforms, handed Tang Chu a set, and said, "After putting it on, think about the shape of the clothes you want to change, and just use your mental power to surround them."

Tang Chu responded casually, and his eyes were all attracted by the Lianting in military uniform.

Why didn't he feel... that Lian Ting in military uniform was so... tempting...

"Tang Chu?" Lian Ting called out.

Seeing that Lian Ting's military uniform had turned into a black cloak, Tang Chu looked away in disappointment, and quickly put it on himself.The two black cloaks came out into the street and lined up with the others before the arch.

The screen between the arches contained no meadow, but another lively gray street.

Another gong sounded out of nowhere, and the long line gradually disappeared in the shadow of the arch.Tang Chu and Lian Ting followed the team and entered the arch.

The moment he entered, Tang Chu felt the ten signs in his hand light up. After a while of fluctuations, the two came to the other side of the arch.

It looks quite similar to the previous street, with the same architectural display.The sky here is gloomy and gray, but there are small lights hanging on every stall on both sides of the street. Looking around, there are two strings of lights on the whole street, extending erratically.

Pedestrians are as lively as during the day, but all walking around are wearing black cloaks, like ghosts.Tang Chu clenched Lian Ting's hand, walked a few steps to the side, and looked at one of the stalls.

Immediately surprised.

What is sold here is not food or utensils at all. As far as this stall alone is concerned, what is sold is personal terminals!

You must know that in the empire, personal terminals have always been developed and sold by government departments, and individuals have no right to sell them at all.Tang Chu concealed the surprise in his heart, picked up one of the terminals, and found that it seemed to be slightly different from his own.

It seems that... something is missing?

He fiddled with the terminal in his hand and said casually, "How's the quality of your terminal?"

The stall owner was also wearing a black cloak, and there was a mask under the cloak, so his face could not be seen at all.His voice is hoarse and ugly with an ordinary voice changer:

"I'm very good at this. The source of purchase is a master-level manufacturer, and the terminal is extremely precise. This is a tight commodity, so don't hurry to get out of the way."

Another person came over, Tang Chu made room for a while, and saw this person pick up a terminal, swiped his wrist at the terminal handed over by the stall owner, and gave another sign.

Tang Chu thought for a while, "I want it." Tang Chu took another one, recalling the number of star coins he had left, and asked:

"How to sell?"

"Two thousand star coins." The stall owner said.

Tang Chu's eyes lit up, and he thought that it was so cheap.Although two thousand star coins is the price of a general terminal, he originally thought that since it was "smuggling", it should be more expensive.

Two terminals, Tang Chu paid out [-] star coins, gave the stall owner two more tokens, and went to the next stall.

Looking at the stalls like this, there are a lot of things for sale.Energy stones for military use, metal materials for manufacturing ordnance, and even genetic modification medicines.Tang Chu didn't feel anything, but Lian Ting's eyes became darker and darker.

Everything sold here is strictly prohibited by the empire.

Especially genetically modified medicines, the empire never allowed such things to appear. I didn't expect that there were many stalls selling them here.

Lian Ting walked to the drug booth and asked:

"What's the price of the medicine?"

"One thousand is low, one hundred thousand is medium, and ten million is high."

Lian Ting pulled Tang Chu down and asked, "How much is left?"

"Enough." Tang Chu bought a low-grade potion and handed it to Lian Ting.

The more you go inside, the more outrageous things are sold, even human flesh is sold, and judging by the number of people in front of the stall, it is quite popular.Tang Chu frowned in disgust, and pulled Lian Ting to continue walking.The road gets wider and wider, eventually reaching the "competition zone".

The arena at night is much more lively than the one during the day.In the daytime competition area, there are only more than 20 spectators on average around each arena, but this night, the competition area is no less crowded and noisy than the previous trading booths.

Tang Chu didn't quite understand. Entering here through the arch, is it a holographic world parallel to the original street, or is it just another place that is exactly the same as the previous street?He squeezed through the noisy crowd to observe around the first few rings, and the scenes in his memory couldn't be seen to be obviously different.

There was a sudden burst of cheers and applause at the No. [-] ring next to it, and the crowd became excited.Tang Chu hurriedly pulled Lian Ting aside to observe what happened from the outside.

It turned out that it was just a matter of winning and losing in the arena.

Not long after Tang Chu raised his head to wait and see, a man dragged a corpse across the crowd and came out.He grabbed one foot of the dead body. The joints of the dead body were twisted, and the whole body was beaten to a bloody mess. He had already died.With sharp eyes, Tang Chu saw an iron chain around the corpse's neck.

"Why do people in the arena wear things around their necks? On the way we came here, I saw some people who were attacking the ring, and they were all like this." Tang Chu asked Lian Ting in a low voice.

Lian Ting pulled Tang Chu, made him lean down slightly, and whispered in his ear:

"They're all slaves. It's like a collar, it's a sign of being a slave, and usually something is put around the slave's neck by the owner to prove that the slave belongs."

Tang Chu looked at the other side of the ring, and said to Lian Ting, "Shall we take a closer look?"

Lian Ting nodded: "OK."

After finally pushing away a group of excited people, Tang Chu and Lian Ting finally squeezed forward.He covered the two of them with a layer of supernatural power, and if someone got too close, he would bounce them away quietly.The person who just won was of course also a slave, with a hemp rope tied around his neck.He was thin and small, and his whole body was stained with blood, except for a pair of bright black eyes.He was panting fiercely, staring at the slaves who were cowering and crawling up the ring.

There is no referee, but one of the audience sets up a bet, which one of the two sides will win.Everyone cheered and placed their bets, and the masters of the slaves on both sides also gave orders:

"start!"

"let's go!"

The one who won the previous game didn't move first, and waited for the opposite one to rush up with a blank expression.Tang Chu could see that he was seriously injured, and was about to seize any time to recover his strength.A black cloak behind him flipped onto the ring and kicked the slave hard from behind, angrily said:

"Go up, damn it! Go up!"

The slave staggered, and the opponent had already rushed up, fists coming towards him.The slave clenched his fists tightly, but he went up to meet him. He was punched hard, and then his arms wrapped around him violently, and he fell to the ground together.

The slave immediately gained the upper hand, and regardless of the side face that was hit just now, his fists fell on the opponent's face one after another like a storm.The opponent struggled, got away, rolled aside and got up.There was cruelty in the eyes of both of them.

People in the audience wailed and howled a few times, but they didn't think it was enough. I don't know who threw two knives.The two people who were fighting immediately grabbed a handful without even looking at each other, then rushed forward again quickly and fought together.

The metal long knife entered the human body with a "puff", and the sound seemed to be able to hear bloody flesh and internal organs.The other person's knife also stabbed into the other person's body, and then both of them pulled out at the same time, blood spurting.

In this way, the two blood men still did not fall.

Then it became like a piece of music, with the undulating sound of long knives piercing the human body one after another.Even if Tang Chu hadn't set up a layer of supernatural power in front of him and Lian Ting in advance, the splashed blood would have stained both of them all over their bodies.

In the end, it was the attacker who fell first, and the audience cheered again and again.The slave was barely standing while holding the knife, blood was gurgling from his stomach.Everyone below the arena scrambled to test whether the one on the ground was dead, but before he died, the master of the slave shouted angrily to the slave:

"Go up, scumbag! Go up and kill him! Go!"

The slave unsteadily raised his knife, pointed it at the person on the ground, and chopped it down.It's just that the aiming head doesn't seem to be very good. It's not the neck that was cut, but the human head was cut in half, and gray brains splashed out in an instant.

The people in the audience were screaming, obviously more excited.Someone volunteered, went up to the stage, picked up the corpse and dragged it down, piled up with the previous corpse.Another slave was pushed into the ring, and the one who had won just now gripped the hilt tightly.

The people below shouted: "Let's do it again!"

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