I'm also trying to survive today [Western Fantasy]

Chapter 136 Team

Unable to obtain the corresponding information from the maid, Julian had no choice but to calm down and return to his room.

The room allocated to them by the God of West Asia was very luxurious, and all kinds of ornaments inside were extremely exquisite. Julian even saw a lot of rare materials. I can't help but directly buckle those materials off the wall...

After a night of silence, the next morning, a maid knocked on the door. After Julian changed his clothes, he followed the maid to the restaurant yesterday. The long table has also changed from one to four.

When he came, three of them were already full of people, leaving only a few vacancies for the long table on the far right, and he also discovered that the people around this long table were the same as yesterday. those winners.

He was surprised in his heart, but his face remained calm. He followed behind the maid and was led by her to the most long table.

The food on the table was as exquisite as yesterday, but these people seemed to be in a bad mood, and they looked at the other tables with a bit of hostility.

Julian didn't know what happened yet, and he kept to Owen's side silently, adhering to the habit of being cautious in words and deeds.

The people on the three tables, regardless of gender, are all strong and strong, and they are obviously winners who have passed the test of the arena.

Compared with their new group, those people are extremely united with each other, each table is a small group, and there is still a faint feeling of hostility among them.

Julian looked back after observing for a while, lowered his head and began to enjoy his breakfast.

Compared with the quietness of the people at this table, the people at those tables were discussing a certain topic in full swing. Julian listened for a while, but found that he didn't seem to understand what they were talking about. He turned his head and looked at Owen, but Owen didn't understand. Trace shook his head.

"Who knows what language they speak?" An extremely muscular middle-aged man asked with a frown.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, and found that no one knew what language they were using, and they were all embarrassed.

The middle-aged man clenched his fists irritably, and cursed in a low voice: "Does anyone of you know what the hell is going on? Where the hell are we?"

A gentleman-looking man raised his eyelids: "So what if you know? Can you escape?"

The middle-aged man was at a loss for words, and he argued, "At least we know where we are, so we can find a way to escape."

The gentle man sneered: "Don't be stupid, don't tell me you don't know who that person was yesterday, that's God! You want to fight against God? Do you have the ability?"

The middle-aged man froze all of a sudden, obviously the gentle man's question was an unsolvable problem.

Several other people also have ugly faces, eating delicious food, but it tastes like chewing wax.

The gentle man looked around and said in a low voice, "Instead of thinking about how to escape, it's better to think about how to survive."

"What do you mean?" A man with narrow eyes looked at the gentle man.

The gentle man chuckled and leaned back: "Don't tell me you didn't see that the people at their tables are all small groups, that is to say, if there is no accident, the people at our table will be one Grasshopper on the rope."

The middle-aged man tensed up: "What do you mean they came here to provoke you just now?"

The gentle man glanced over there, lowered his eyes and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Who knows, it may not be a kind reminder to us."

Julian asked Owen with his eyes, what happened just now, Owen repeated what happened just now, and a person who came later also listened with his ears up.

It turned out that just after a few people came to their table, the other tables sent a human to their table to provoke.

No... It's not quite correct to say provocation, those people seem to want to test their strength in this way.

The gentle man knocked on the cup, and after attracting everyone's attention, he said softly: "I think you have also discovered that each of their tables is a small group. I don't know what you think, but I don't believe they are such a coincidence." , those who sit at the same table are like-minded friends.”

When he said the word good partner, there was obvious mockery on his face. Obviously, talking about a partner to people in Chaos City was a joke to him.

Julian's heart moved, and he said softly: "Tell me your speculation."

The gentle man glanced at him: "I don't know if my guess is accurate."

Julian smiled lightly: "It's better than those of us who haven't speculated yet."

Seeing this, the gentle man raised the corners of his mouth: "In this case, let me talk about it. First of all, we all went through a strange sacrifice, and then picked up the West Asian god, right?"

Everyone nodded. Although the process was slightly different, they all came to the same goal. After all, they were brought here by a ray of divine sense of the West Asian God during the sacrifice of the West Asian God.

"Next to the second point, we are all winners in the arena." Sven Man continued.

There is no doubt about this. The losers are probably dead, so naturally they will not appear here.

The gentle man looked at the three tables over there again. Those people were loudly facing each other, and they were so excited that they were about to spray each other's faces with saliva, but none of them really made a move.

He pointed to those people, and then pointed to himself: "Judging from the treatment we enjoy, we should be similar to those people, so I guess that if there is no accident, we may form a small group soon. .”

"Then here comes the question..." He spread his hands together: "What is it that makes us who have not known each other for a long time united?"

Everyone suddenly fell into thinking. It stands to reason that they are all winners of the gladiatorial fight. They are both winners. They must be dissatisfied with each other. How difficult it is for thoughtful people to unite together, how can the people at those tables form a team without any grievances?

Julian's mind turned quickly, and Owen was not bad, and the two thought of one thing almost at the same time.

People who can survive the arena are naturally brave, but bravery alone can't make it here. Every one of these people is stupid, and they want to understand this in an instant.

The only reason a group of like minded people can unite is that they must unite to face a greater threat.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and looked at the gentle man in horror: "You mean... we may face that kind of threat in the future?"

The gentle man glanced at those people again, lowered his eyes and said: "I suspect that what we will face in the future may be suitable for those other people to fight against."

Hearing what he said, the rest of the people felt cold, not because they couldn't do it, but because they were worried that since they were newcomers, it would be fine if they didn't stab each other, how could there be any cooperation?Their team has already run in, if they really enter the arena together, they will definitely be at a disadvantage.

"No wonder..." The man with long and narrow eyes had a gloomy face. He obviously understood why those people came to test them before. They wanted to evaluate the level of their own people, and maybe they wanted to get some information, so as to know themselves and their enemies.

Although there is no empirical evidence yet, everyone agrees with Svenman's inference. When people who were on guard against each other before are likely to cooperate with each other to fight against the enemy, these people can't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

But in order to survive, these can be overcome.

After breakfast, the God of West Asia reappeared, and with a wave of his hand, these people appeared in the auditorium of the arena.

Julian looked around and found that the people at the fourth table were gone, and there was no one missing from the other tables, sitting with them behind the God of West Asia.

Soon, a figure appeared on the arena. It was someone at the fourth table. After he appeared, a monster shaped like a rhinoceros was released from the other side of the arena. As soon as this grumpy monster appeared Then he rushed towards the man, the two pointed horns on his head crackled, and two blue lightning bolts exploded.

Julian only heard a roar of applause from behind him. The audience watching the wrestling were all very excited and fanatical. They shouted the name of that person and cheered for him loudly, just like a brainless fan look.

Julian didn't like this kind of environment very much. Seeing that Owen was not far away from him, he simply moved over without a trace. The crowd around him were all paying attention to the wrestling off the field, and no one paid attention to what the two of them were doing together.

"Where's Clara?" Julian asked in a low voice. Clara's identity is very special, and Julian was really worried that something might happen to her.

Owen signaled him not to worry. Clara was special. In order to protect her, he put her in the space equipment and never let it out.

"What do you think?" Julian motioned Owen to observe the surroundings. The fanatical audience felt very real, and he couldn't tell whether everything around him was an illusion.

Owen shook his head with a heavy expression. He is now an ordinary person like Julian, and he can't tell the truth from the fake here.

The two looked at each other, and they both saw a little helplessness in each other's eyes.

Sometimes, the powerful can really do whatever they want. Facing a "god", let alone their abilities are sealed, even if they are not sealed, no one is sure to kill this guy.

Julian has a bit of confidence with the system in his body, but in this environment, he doesn't know how long it will take for the father of the system to analyze the results. He will not know until the analysis results come out that he can successfully absorb the god.

The battle below was fierce, and the person at the fourth table was quite strong, and relatively easily strangled the unlucky Rhinoceros monster.

The God of West Asia sitting above seemed to be dissatisfied with the battle. He snapped his fingers, and the rhinoceros monster that had just been killed stood up. A mass of purple flames quickly burned all over his body. After the flames disappeared, his There was no trace of flesh and blood on his body, only a pair of white bones remained.

This rhinoceros monster was transformed into an undead, with purple flames shining in its pupils, and the thick bones seemed to be covered with a layer of purple light.

The modified rhinoceros monster is stronger than before. The unlucky guy saw that the situation was not good and wanted to distance the two of them, but he didn't expect that the rhinoceros would become so fast after it was undead. His stomach was pierced by those two horns, and he fell to the ground covered in blood, lifeless.

Julian's brows were frowned, and he looked up at the smiling God of West Asia, who was obviously very happy, and silently looked away to hide the disgust in his heart.

The apparently victorious battle resulted in his tragic death because of the participation of the God of West Asia. The fate of this fighter made everyone feel terrified.

The West Asian gods are gods, they are just a group of ordinary people.

In the eyes of the Western Gods, their bodies are no different from ants, and such a painful realization made everyone's expressions very ugly.

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