"Why is this happening?"

The squid, lying in the straw pile, stared blankly at the dark ceiling and asked a question.

He tried hard to recall what had happened before and carefully reviewed it.

After leaving Arthur's world, Diana returned to Prato City to continue fighting wits and courage with those who engage in pyramid schemes.

According to the arrangement of the God of Space, Charles performed a short break in Piran Harbor just like last time before performing the second world gap repair mission.

Before going on the mission, he asked in the bedroom when he pinched the shoulders of the God of Space sitting beside the bed, "May I ask, do I get extra rewards every time I go on a mission?"

The God of Space said for granted: "What will I ask you to do if there is no benefit?"

Charles didn't expect that His answer was so straightforward, and couldn't help but hug Him from behind, saying in tears: "You are so nice to me!"

"Hmph~" said the God of Space again, "Then you become a mattress for me as a mattress."

He thought to himself, fortunately this guy didn't let himself be a mattress back then, but he looked quite fun to turn into a mattress.

"It's really comfortable!" He thought as he rolled on the mattress.

He patted the mattress and said, "Let me sleep here for a while."

After saying that, He lay down.

The mattress suddenly felt that her body and mind were relaxed, and she fell asleep soon afterwards.

However, when the mattress woke up, she found that she had arrived in a new world.

I won’t talk about going to the new world, but work needs.

I won’t say anything about being by the river, but I fell into the river three times in the first three times.

But now he was naked all over his body, not half of his pants, and no storage ring was gone. He only had a necklace hanging around his neck. The pendant was a world gap repairer the size of a thumb.

This is not important. The most important thing is that he felt a sensation and discomfort, and he felt like he wanted to vomit but couldn't. At the same time, his head was run over by a roller. Not to mention thinking, he was not able to move smoothly.

Fortunately, it looks like summer here, and you will never die without wearing clothes.

Before his head could be completely awakened, a large convoy came here to prepare for a rest. Charles quickly joined them as the captured slaves.

Perhaps because of someone who is good-looking, handsome, well-proportioned and well-proportioned, he got a separate wooden cage.

"What a pity!" The caravan manager shook his head and left the wooden cage, as if he was regretting losing an expensive commodity.

This person is good-looking and better-looking, but he has a problem with his brain and is confused when answering, so he cannot be trained and sold as a face-to-face.

The competition in the first and foremost industry these days is very fierce. Only a good person cannot do it. You also need to be careful, understanding, and smart, so that you can bring more psychological enjoyment to customers outside of their physiology.

Although this person has good muscles, there are no traces of calluses or other words left by using weapons for a long time on his hands. You can tell at a glance that he looks like a good person.

However, appearance goods also have selling points of appearance goods, and with some gimmicks, they are far more valuable than ordinary consumables.

When Charles adapted to the laws of this world, he found that he had been locked up in a similar place as a prison cell.

He had figured out the situation. There was no magic in this world. Although his mental power could still be used, he did not detect the slightest magic element around him.

Then he tried to release the elemental phoenixes in his body, but they seemed to be asleep and could not wake them up no matter how they called.

However, the magical magic in the spiritual dream like the soul's vision, such as the mental aura and soul impact, can still be used, but it can only be achieved by converting one's own mental power into the power of faith.

Because of this, he was the only one in the dormitory in the entire dungeon, and was not harassed by fleas, mosquitoes and other bugs.

He also found out his current situation. This is the arena of Master Huozhen Ploz. The scale of this duel is world-famous and wonderful programs are staged every day.

And he was so lucky that he became a prop for the performance, and it was a one-time job.

The boss of the arena could not keep these props for a long time, and it was not just disposable chopsticks, so the performance started after giving them a few days of oatmeal with a little meaty oatmeal.

On the day of the performance, Charles was taken to wear gorgeous clothes, sprinkled with perfume, and a good-looking long sword hung around his waist. The sword looked shiny, but the blade was almost the same as the saw.

Some of the other slaves who were sent over at the same time wore soldiers' clothes and held simple shields and weapons; some were given linen clothes for ordinary people, with only wooden sticks in their hands; while several women wearing skirts could only carry baskets.

The weather is good this day, with sunny weather and a huge arena filled.

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, a team that looked like a noble man was traveling slowly entered the center of the venue.

A host with a loud voice shouted loudly there: "On a beautiful day, the young master was traveling among the trees... "

Naturally, his voice could not be heard clearly by the entire venue, as long as the audience in the nearby VIP seats could be heard.

Someone who sat on the chair and played the role of the young master looked around and admired the boss of the arena.

There are many wooden boxes in the field, and there are some small trees and flowers and plants planted in the boxes, just treating them as forests.

Before the show, the people in this team were told that they just walked to the open space in the middle of the venue, and then listened to the next cast arrangements, and the performance ended with one chicken leg for each person.

These slaves have eaten oatmeal porridge with meat these days, so they have no doubts about eating chicken legs tonight.

The props full of fantasy about chicken legs came to the center of the venue in scattered ways, and then stopped to wait for the protagonist to appear.

"The journey home is always full of expectations. The snow-white body is waiting for me on the bed, hoping that there will be no ox to cultivate on it."

"The woods are full of dangers. A huge roar drove away the soft body in the young master's mind!"

With the host's explanation, the roar of wild beasts came from the wall of the performance venue.

A fence on the wall opened, and a saber-toothed tiger, standing up, rushed out from inside.

Charles was dropped. The other props did not expect that the protagonist of this performance was a man-eating beast, and he was immediately frightened and fled.

He suspected that the two men who were carrying the chair were escorts because they threw themselves at the Sabertooth Tiger before they ran away.

Needless to say, the others went from having the hope of eating chicken legs to the despair of being chicken legs. Many people collapsed on the spot, and half of them were so weak that they could not run away that they could only climb on the ground. Some people were even scared to death on the spot.

"Feith beast, feeds on human flesh!"

"Its claws can tear apart a strong shield, just like a robber tearing a girl's dress!"

"Its teeth can snipe the skull and use the brain matter inside as wine!"

"The young master, who was full of love for sex, stayed like a piece of wood in front of the beast, and even forgot to escape with his legs!"

The host was very depressed at this time. As for the performance, it must have a dramatic effect.

The young master who acted like a good person looked in good health and could run two laps under the tiger's mouth so that he could cheer up the audience's appetite and be more motivated when he was bitten to death.

But now he is standing there stupidly with goods, and he has to remind him to run away.

Please, is the host so easy to be a good person? It's tiring to shout so loudly. I have to spend my brain thinking on the spot and reduce the workload for myself.

Charles stood there a little speechless, thinking that the boss of the arena was a good person to cause trouble.

This saber-toothed tiger is fierce enough. It looks hungry for several days. From the abnormally red eyes, it may have been drugged.

The guy also wore a beautiful helmet on his head and his front half was armed with patterns.

The most important thing is that Charles found that the saber-toothed tiger looked at him with something wrong, as if he had some characteristics that attracted it.

Soon Charles slapped his mouth and it seemed that there was something wrong with sprinkling his perfume before he appeared.

But there was not much time for him to think about other things next, and the Sabertooth Tiger launched a final charge towards him.

The host gave up and reminded the guy to escape, drink some iced wine and take a break for his throat, and think about how to mobilize the atmosphere when the Sabertoothed Tiger hunts other props, and prepare for the protagonist's appearance.

The saber-toothed tiger jumped high and rushed towards the wooden master.

The audience suddenly started to scream, some were scared and more people screamed excitedly.

Naturally, Charles would not sit still and wait for death, turning himself into the feces of a saber-toothed tiger.

Although he could not use magic, nor did he carry various killing weapons, and he only had a dull prop sword in his hand, this kind of wild beast that was just a ferocious one was not a big deal in his eyes.

However, since it is a performance now, then the performance should be more dramatic.

The saber-toothed tiger's blood disc was approaching rapidly, and it could even feel the stench it exhaled.

Charles moved.

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He finished drawing his sword in a flash, stabbing straight, and drawing his sword.

The cheap sword pierced through the saber-toothed tiger's mouth, passed through the upper jaw, and penetrated its brain with a huge impact.

When the sword was drawn out, the saber-toothed tiger had no life and fell down at Charles' feet.

The entire arena suddenly quieted down, just like the tens of thousands of viewers who had just shouted were all wooden men.

In the passage where Charles and the others had just come out, a burly man with a double-edged axe in his hand stood behind the fence gate.

He should be the protagonist of this show.
Chapter completed!