The entire hall was silent for a moment, and the only sound was the uncontrollable wailing of Triangle Eyes.
Triangle Eyes was right.
He was indeed the most influential person in the hall on the first floor.
As he fell, everyone was at a loss as to what to do.
"What should we do?
Should we inform Muzer?"
someone asked in a low voice.
"Don't you want to live?
It's not like you don't know their temper.
Last time, there was a new unlucky guy who just asked them if they wanted to eat, and they almost beat him into a cripple.
Who dares to do that during training?
disturb them" "But Raziel is like this, are you sure Muzer won't offend us?"
"It's not like we beat him like this and someone will be unlucky."
After the man finished speaking, he looked at Fan carefully.
Seeing that these people did not respond, and the superficial aggression slowly began to fade away, Fan walked to a rest area by the wall and put his bag down.
It was only then that he took the time to observe the entire hall.
The hall on the first floor was obviously a training ground.
There were a large number of equipment of different shapes that Fan had never seen before, but judging from the size of these equipment, It's not something that ordinary people can operate.
The far left side he faced was the stairs leading to the second floor.
The rest area in the middle of the stairs was tightly sealed by a door, which was obviously not accessible now.
When he finally took a general look at the layout of the first floor, Raziel, who had been lying on the ground, finally recovered from the severe pain.
With the help of others, he stood up with a bloody struggle and stood up with an extreme expression.
He stared at Fan with hatred in his eyes.
"How dare you hit me?
Just wait, you damn maggot, and I will let you know who the rules are here."
After Raziel finished speaking, he covered his nose and ran towards the stairs with a groan in pain.
By the way, he didn't forget to cast a vicious glance at those who didn't move at all.
He slapped the door in the middle of the stairs hard, and then a small window opened on the door.
The person who opened the window glanced at Raziel.
After some surprise, he immediately opened the door a crack, and Raziel finally squeezed in and hurried away.
When Raziel finally disappeared.
Those who stood quietly finally slowly dispersed and began to continue their training.
However, judging from the empty situation around Fan, their hearts were obviously not as calm as they appeared.
After sitting quietly for a while, Fan felt a little bored.
He slowly walked towards the machine closest to him.
This machine was similar to the old-fashioned sit-down tensioner.
Fan just warmed up briefly and then started to pull.
Just as Fanfa was pulling hard, the ground diagonally opposite him was suddenly slowly pushed open with a small gap.
Fan looked closely and saw clearly that there was a structure similar to a manhole cover at that location.
A human head appeared under the "manhole cover".
His sparse hair and high cheekbones proved that he was suffering from long-term malnutrition.
The man first looked out carefully and then waved to Fan. .
At first, Fan was doubtful, but seeing that the man's expression didn't seem to be fake, he slowly walked forward.
"Come down, hurry up."
The man couldn't help but pull Fan down.
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Fan easily broke free from the man's hand, his expression a little frozen.
"Come down quickly.
If you don't come down, it will be too late.
You injured Raziel.
His brother will not let you go."
The man sounded anxious.
And with fearful eyes, he looked at those tall people from time to time.
Seeing that Fan was still indifferent, he suddenly slapped Fan's calf with his hand.
Immediately afterwards, a stabbing pain accompanied by a weak dizziness spread throughout Fan's body.
The man suddenly pulled Fan down with force.
At this time, the power he exploded exceeded the expectations of his body.
The manhole cover was quickly closed completely, and the sound of the machine closing was heard.
Fan was pulled down along the smooth and greasy stairs.
When he reached the ground, Zixue finally metabolized the anesthetic injected into his body.
He immediately clasped his hands around the man's neck and rolled along, and in the blink of an eye he was gone.
The person fell to the ground.
And with his actions.
The atmosphere in the air suddenly became tense, and people swarmed up and immediately surrounded him.
Looks tense and aggressive.
Fan's hands were tightly clasped around the throat of the person beneath him, as long as these people dared to make the slightest move.
It was not difficult for him to break his neck casually.
He seemed to feel the power possessed by Brahma.
The man made a hesitant voice and advised others not to act rashly.
In fact, Fan felt a little lucky in his heart.
If it weren't for the special effect of his purple blood, this time it would really be a disaster.
This made him start to blame himself for his decreased alertness.
However, the movements of the man beneath him were indeed fast and concealed, otherwise it would not have been possible to injure Fan.
The man beneath him obviously didn't expect that the always powerful anesthetic would lose its effect.
Feeling Fan's hand gradually getting stronger, he spoke with difficulty, "I don't mean any harm, I just want to help you.
Really, Please believe me."
"This is how you helped me."
Fan took off an anesthesia needle about the size of a fingertip from his leg and threw it on the ground.
The man smiled bitterly and said intermittently, "I really just want to help you.
The longer you stay up there, the less safe it will be for you.
Those guys won't let you go.
You can run away if you want."
No more.”
"Who are those guys referring to?"
Fan relaxed his hands slightly.
The man immediately gasped sharply, "You are new here, and you may not know the rules here.
This building is three stories high on the surface, but actually there is a basement hidden.
Those guys on the first floor are all from The civilian class of the empire, you can tell this from their appearance, but they are basically For newcomers who have been here less than a year, from the second floor upwards, only those with recognized strength are eligible to step in.
The higher the floor, the more efficient the training equipment and equipment, and the better and more powerful the training effect.
You can rob better supplies, and on the top third floor, only those who can fight one against ten are qualified to enter."
"What about you?"
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"We are all just slaves.
Slaves were carefully selected by Lord Orici.
Everyone thought that this would be a new life.
But only then did we realize that in fact, the situation of slaves is similar everywhere."
Fan took a look at the people surrounding him.
Judging from their slightly dirty clothes, the marks on their exposed skin, and the obvious or hidden slave marks, the person beneath him might be talking about: real.
"Does Aurich not care?"
Fan asked anyway.
"The Earl has no time to take care of us, and this mechanism has been in place a long time ago.
The weak only deserve to have cheap supplies, while the strong can occupy more resources.
This is also a way to encourage us to make progress. ” "What about your food sources?"
After hearing this, the man suddenly sighed heavily, "The people on the ground won't do too much.
They will always leave us some supplies, although they are very few and the effect is very poor."
"You never thought of resisting" "Resist" the man shook his head complicatedly, "What can we use to resist?
We don't have enough food, we don't get much transformation, we don't have suitable training equipment, and most importantly, we are all slaves."
When he said the last sentence, a kind of numbness slowly appeared on the man's face.
"Get up."
Fan finally stopped.
Looking at the man who was slowly getting up while rubbing his neck, Fan warned coldly, "Let's forget it this time.
If there is a next time, I guarantee that you will not be better off than being the slave you were before."
After that, he directly Pushing aside the crowd in front of him, he walked straight into the basement
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