Recreation Training Center

"Hahaha, your situation, of course! You must have one shitty luck to be put in here the moment you showed up in Ricando." To the old man, Virus' luck was a cause of much hilarity.

"Can you talk in a way we both understand?" Internally, Virus was now thinking about whether to smack this senior citizen to kingdom come if he continued behaving so tiresome.

"Sigh… well, we're all going to die soon anyway, so let me just do you this little favor as a final act of grace, who knows, maybe the heavens blessed me after my death due to my kindness." Releasing a pronounced sigh, the old man's mood sunk further.

Then, with a vacant stare, he proceeded, "You see, the so-called Recreation Training Center is famous and known for another name amongst the ordinary people of Ricando living in the outer section."

"And what is that?" His eyes wide open, Virus anticipated the incoming retort.

"The Arena of Death."