365 days a year do not want to open

The longer the life, the more infinite attachment to this world.

After experiencing birth, old age, sickness and death twice, Wu Ye has a new understanding of life.

Maybe in the future he will continue to explore himself and discover a new self, but he is sure that the experience of three lifetimes is enough for him to meet what is about to happen.

Is it really?

In the gray and white space, a familiar girl's face appeared in front of her eyes, she smiled and said to Wu Ye, "Welcome back, we meet again."

Wu Ye remembered her, nodded and smiled: "Hello."

"That's it." Without wasting any time, the staff immediately said to him: "There is good news from above, the bug is almost fixed, if you persist, you may be able to complete the task soon and go back to reunite with your family. "

so suddenly?

Wu Ye nodded in surprise: "I remember you guys said that you can arrange us to be together in reality, is it true?"

It is self-evident who he refers to by 'we'.

"It's true." The staff smiled brighter: "So the next task will be more difficult, for example, no more prompts will be given to you."

Wu Ye: "???"

You want to fuck me?

"Don't worry, after getting along with the two worlds, you already have a special bond, and you won't miss each other." The staff said with a smile: "When you get there, just follow your heart. "

After thinking for a while, Wu Ye said, "You must at least tell me who he is and what his name is?"

The staff shook his head: "No."

What else can I do, Wu Ye can still say whether to go or not.

What does more difficult mean?

Wu Ye doesn't believe that there are people in this world with a more distorted temper than Wan Qiao, even if there is, can it be doubled.

With this in mind, the staff sent Wu Ye over.

When I regained consciousness and my five senses, my nose smelled an unpleasant smell, like... the dormitory for male migrant workers on the construction site, or worse than that.

Wu Ye opened his eyes and was startled by the surrounding environment.

This place is indeed worse than the dormitory for male migrant workers. At least one male migrant worker has a bed, and there are at least twenty people in front of him, just crowded in a small room that is not ventilated and not bright.

Oh no, maybe this is not a hut at all, because Wu Ye felt a slight shaking, similar to... some kind of transportation?

He couldn't figure it out, if it was a means of transportation, it would be too big.

According to the current cognition, Wu Ye has never seen such a large vehicle.

He didn't think much about this, but looked at the people around him. They were all young and middle-aged men, wearing old and plain clothes, looking like refugees.

On their faces, Wu Ye saw a kind of numbness and emptiness that he couldn't understand, which made people feel depressed.

How is this going?

Wu Ye looked at them, and then at himself, and found that he was no different from these refugees. He was also dressed in plain clothes, and there was a strange tattoo on the inside of his wrist, which looked like some kind of mark and number.

No, Wu Ye's heart shuddered, and he doubted his identity as a criminal.

But unfortunately, he was wrong. His current identity is not a criminal, but an interstellar black population, or a simpler and rude name, cargo.

They are all people without identity, some come from poor planets, and voluntarily become black people in order to live, some are ordinary people who have been trafficked by human traffickers, and some are the descendants of black people.

But no matter how they became the interstellar black population, as long as their wrists are branded, they are goods that can be traded.

The goods in this carriage are what the boss of a certain Colosseum in Wangdu wanted.

The spaceship transported them back from the alien planet, and the Colosseum paid for it and delivered it.

Beast fighting is an ancient entertainment, of course it is for the rich.

They are keen to watch this kind of bloody at least, and they never get tired of it, pursuing novelty. Obviously, ordinary fighting beasts can no longer satisfy them.

The boss of the Colosseum is well aware of this principle, so he bought a batch of young and strong goods from other places, and asked them to put on armor and weapons to fight against wild beasts.

After Wu Ye knew that he had fallen into this kind of magic cave, he wanted to die.

Is this what the staff said about increasing the difficulty?

That's really hard!

Fighting against wild beasts or something, if you are not careful, you will be buried in the belly of the beast. This is no joke.

But Wu Ye also knew that there was no room for a mother-in-law in his own situation, and the only way out was to maintain a good physical condition and fight at any time.

Fortunately, this body is only in his early twenties, and it is the peak of a man's physical strength.

I deliberately train it, and wait until the people in front are almost dead... Yes, the people who came back with him disappeared one after another.

Although the manager said that they were sent to work elsewhere, Wu Ye was not so naive.

He guessed that those people were either injured or died. If they were injured, the unscrupulous businessman probably wouldn't spend money to treat the goods.

There is a high probability that these people will be thrown into one place to fend for themselves.

Those who can make it through can go to do low-level rough work, and those who can’t make it through will be cremated.

Will this kind of thing happen in the highly developed interstellar era?

The reason is simple, because there is a huge disparity between the rich and the poor among the planets, and they are not in harmony with each other. People on some planets are not considered human beings at all in the eyes of other planets.

Discrimination and oppression are everywhere.

Wu Ye's current identity is from a lower planet in the eyes of people from a higher planet, the lowest race, dirty, stupid and vulgar.

The only advantage is probably a strong body.

Wu Ye is speechless, this is prejudice, he thinks he is quite smart and handsome, no different from humans on these higher planets.

To stay in the Colosseum is to wait for death.

Even if they managed to escape from the mouth of the beast by chance in the first round, what about the second and third rounds?No one can guarantee that they will always win.

Wu Ye has been trying to find a way to leave, but he can't, he has no identity, and he can't even get out of this place where authority is everywhere.

While waiting anxiously, the first match came in a hurry.

A distinguished guest came to watch the beast fight in the middle of the night, and Wu Ye, who was sleeping soundly, was rudely woken up, and then was thrown a suit of armor and asked him to put it on.

Wu Ye: "!!!"

When facing the beast, the creases on his face haven't disappeared yet!

Fortunately, this lion must have also been quarreled while dozing off. The first blow was full of perfunctory taste, and the aim of the pounce was off the head, which gave Wu Ye time to wake up.

After hiding to the side, Wu Ye quickly calculated, how to defeat this lion is the best solution.

After thinking about it for a while, the answer is almost impossible.

The bite force of a lion is as high as 1000 pounds. How hard and fast is the full-speed strike? Please refer to the cat at home. Is the speed of claws fast and accurate?

But as we all know, adult male lions have amazing explosive power, but their endurance is not very good.

In order to prevent people from dying so quickly, the Colosseum has also set up some obstacles. When the audience looks down on the Colosseum, they can see the wild beasts chasing the fleeing humans for fun.

On the high stands, a handsome young man looked down at the entire Colosseum, pouring a few sips of wine from time to time.

The accompanying people tremblingly waited on him. After all, His Majesty seemed in a very bad mood, otherwise he would not have come to the Colosseum to watch such a bloody scene.

The person off the field is too weak, and he is sure to die. The people accompanying him really don't want that person to continue to struggle needlessly, so let's end it quickly.

"He's a gladiator?" The man who had been drinking had a deep magnetic voice, and his blue eyes casually glanced at the Colosseum.

Lu Sien, the captain of the accompanying guards, was slightly stunned: "Well, it should be possible to appear in the Colosseum."

The underlying meaning is, isn't it obvious?nonsense!

But how dare a mere head of the personal guard army connotate His Majesty who is wise and mighty.

"He's not," Heller said.

"Huh?" Lu Sien was taken aback, and then carefully looked at the young man fighting the lion back and forth under the Colosseum, and sure enough, he noticed something strange.

"What you're saying is that he doesn't look like a professionally trained gladiator." That's probably why his skills look so weak. Compared with a gladiator who is evenly matched with wild beasts, this person is more like a snack deliberately given to the lion .

Lu Sien thought of something, and immediately frowned. It is true that fighting beasts has the risk of injury and death, but deliberately throwing a weak person to the lion's bite is another matter.

There is no way for people to live at all.

"Your Majesty, do you need me to check?" Lu Sien asked for instructions.

"Look again." After a while, Heller said.

I thought I would see a wonderful beast show tonight, but it was a pity that the owner of the Colosseum obviously flattered the wrong ass. Heller didn't like duels with unequal strength.

Although, he does like gore.

Wu Ye felt that his physical strength was about to be exhausted by this amazingly durable lion. The only thing he could figure out was that this lion had a more irritable temper than him.

After several unsuccessful attacks, the lion was thoroughly enraged by the calm and quick little human.

"Roar—" it rushed over at full speed.

Wu Ye clenched the cold weapon in his hand, slid it to the ground, aimed at the lion's abdomen at the moment when the lion couldn't control himself due to inertia.

If this risky blow was unsuccessful, he would surely die tonight.

But luckily, the steel knife in his hand stabbed the lion's belly.

The man in the stands stopped drinking and curled his mouth. It seems that tonight's duel is not so worthless.

After drinking the glass of spirits, Heller casually ordered Lu Sien: "Go and check."

In the Colosseum, a young man covered in blood lay beside a lion, either dead or alive.

After a while, the young man got up and left the Colosseum.

Heller also stood up, reeking of alcohol, and wearing casual clothes, walked towards the backstage of the Colosseum.

The wounded gladiator walked slowly and looked badly wounded, so he didn't notice the stranger trailing behind him.

"Hmm..." Wu Ye was indeed injured. He was injured by the lion's sharp claws. The wound was deep and long, bleeding continuously.

He turned into the bathroom used by gladiators, took off his armor, and stood directly under the hot water to shower.

While the bloodstains on the muscular back are shocking, they also add charm to the man who defeated the lion.

The slender legs are also rare to make people feel good-looking. Heller admired them drunkenly, with harsh evaluation in his eyes.

With black hair and black eyes, it is obviously not a common race on this planet, and it is more likely to be an outsider.

However, that surprisingly handsome face made people less prejudiced. After all, black hair and black eyes are just not noble, not a symbol of lowliness.

"Ugh..." Not only was there a wound on his back, but Wu Ye's waist was also injured. He pressed it with his hand and let out a low moan of pain.

Then he raised his head and endured for a while, that sexy and forbearing side face made the peeping majesty look absent-minded.

Everything was fine until Heller saw the tattoo on the black-haired youth's wrist, which was...

The serial number of the item.

The handsome man's eyes narrowed fiercely, and a look of disgust suddenly appeared in his eyes. He withdrew all his appreciation in disappointment, and turned to leave.

"Your Majesty?" Lu Ensi was surprised to meet Heller here, but it just so happened that he respectfully reported: "Your Majesty just went to check, and the gladiator just now was bought by the owner of the Colosseum... "

Or call it cargo.

It was a group of aliens from low-level planets. If they wanted to step into high-level planets, they could only do so as cargo.

"Understood." Heller snorted displeasedly, just now, he already knew.

"Do you want to control it, this is illegal." Going to the battlefield without training is tantamount to murder.

"You go and deal with it. Don't ask me about such trivial matters." Heller suppressed his anger, and when he walked away, he brought a breeze full of alcohol.

Lu Sien frowned, worried that their young majesty would die under the ravages of alcohol one day.

Moreover, Lu Sien felt that Heller was angry, because of what?

Heller was angry, he was not angry with the goods in the bathroom, he was angry that he actually showed admiration for a lowly goods, and he still had that kind of charming thought in his heart.

Must have been drinking too much and burnt out my brain.

Lu Ensi notified his subordinates and asked them to take away the remaining 'goods' in the Colosseum. Among them, he noticed an injured person...take him for treatment.

Thankfully, Wu Ye thought he would die in the Colosseum, but this kind of drifting with the tide and no future fate still makes people feel uncertain.

The few people who were taken away together were arranged to work in some state-owned units. Of course, they did the roughest work.

Wu Ye felt uncomfortable, this world is too fucked up.

In other words, after the injury on his body healed, there would be countless toilets waiting for him to clean.

If there is no accident, the rest of my life will be like this.

The author has something to say:

new story!Double update today, continue to update in the evening

Brother Wu will recover his honorable status later, ^ω^