Chapter 29:The World of War

These enthusiastic alien spectators once again refreshed Jay's understanding of the word "crazy". Their enthusiasm for the world of war sports is beyond the scope of the word "crazy". Jay had to hold Carla's hand tightly when caught between a bunch of alien creatures of unknown species, when they swarmed into the arena, so that they would not be dispersed by the crowd.

This huge stadium is set on three sides with auditoriums, which surround the central arena in a semi-arc shape. Initial visual inspections rarely say that there are more than 10,000 seats. The ground is covered with a light white metal floor, and there are circular laser barriers around the arena to block the arena, like an invisible cage, which restricts the freedom of the players and protects the safety of the spectators. There is a pale gold tower on the innermost side without an auditorium, and a square observatory protrudes towards the direction of the stadium. It is the VIP seat with the best view of the stadium.

But that tower is not something anyone can go up to. Its function is not only to have a good viewing angle. It is a building that concentrates all the powers of the entire war world. It contains the launch of all weapons on this cosmic fortress. switch. If compared with the United States, its status is equivalent to the White House, or even worse.

But more importantly, it is also the place where all the prisoners who have been captured to participate in the war world are held, which makes this building the main goal of Jay and Kara's trip.

The two quietly found an inconspicuous corner of the auditorium and sat down, surrounded by emotional aliens. The host of the game looks like a pink primate, but his mouth is like a sucker, shaking up and down when he thinks of the opening remarks. Jay was very curious about how he could utter a sound clearly with such a mouth. Perhaps the principle of his vocalization was different from that of humans.

After the short opening remarks, the host introduced the players. Jay quickly saw Drago who was about to hit ten consecutive victories mentioned by the strong alien at the door. He really looked like an extraordinary warrior. He wore a one-horned steel helmet, squinted, and a deep scar was drawn on his closed eyelid, shocking. He raised the battle axe in his hand when the host read his name and roared loudly, causing another wave of excitement among the audience.

The shouts of thousands of alien spectators made Jay feel that his tympanic membrane was trembling, which was upsetting. But he subconsciously glanced at the girl beside him, but his heart settled down for no reason.

"We, is this a date?" he said half-jokingly.

Kara cast a somewhat unexpected look at him, and his expression became a little unnatural: "Maybe... forget it."

The two took advantage of the host to introduce the next player when the audience was booing excitedly and got up and slipped in the direction of the innermost tower. None of the busy cheering audience noticed their movements. I have to say that the prediction of the big guy they met at the door was quite accurate. The game ended when they silently knocked down the guards and sneaked into the tower at super speed. The whole process was only a minute, it was really counted. Not a wonderful duel. The alien described by folklore as having three heads and six arms under the heavy axe of the victorious general Drago was decapitated after only ten rounds, and it didn't even take a cigarette to smoke.

The audience cheered for the invincible Drago once again to keep his victory, but at the same time, they were very angry that the long-awaited game ended in such a hurry. They all protested violently and strongly demanded that the opponent who came to power next time should at least be able to. In Drago's hands, it has more than 30 moves. The excited audience was noisy for a long time and still did not mean to leave, until the host under the pressure of being overwhelmed by the spit star ensured that the next time he would definitely find the best ferocious creatures in the universe, the audience was willing to leave.

Inside the VIP stand protruding from the inside of the arena, the staff officer wearing a top hat held a tablet-like terminal in his hand, standing respectfully on the throne and reporting: "The people have begun to lose patience, and your support rate is gradually Decline. If we can no longer present a sufficiently exciting game, the people may..."

He stopped here cautiously, as if he was afraid of touching a taboo. The giant on the throne leaned forward. He had a yellowish skin and a fierce face, his eyes were dangerous blood red, and he was gleaming with evil and cunning.

"What will happen?" he asked in a low voice, his voice dull like thunder wrapped in a thick cloud.

"Rebellion." The staff officer said carefully, "People have already started discussions."

"Huh, they won't." The burly king stood up and walked to the window to overlook the empire under his rule. "As long as we can guarantee continuous and exciting battles. The humans on Earth promised me that they can bring humanity Transformed into a powerful fighter, that project can solve our problems once and for all."

"With all due respect, the remodeled items they have brought on the field so far are not withstand a single blow, even with Drago's axe."

"Then give me the order to die!" The king raised his tone impatiently, "They are restricted to transform something that can walk under Drago for at least 30 rounds before the next match, otherwise they will let the earth People follow their studies and finish it!"

The staff officer hurriedly lowered his head, almost wishing to put his forehead on the floor: "Yes, I'm going to communicate."

He swiftly exited the room with his head low, not even daring to lift his eyelids, until the closed automatic door completely isolated the stalwart figure from the door before he straightened up. He tidyed up his clothes, strode through the bends and turns, and came to a certain door. He took a deep breath, and after unlocking, walked in with his head held up, his eyes almost rolled over his head.

Seeing him come in, the black man who claimed to be Kevin Morgan that Jay met in the Carey Science and Technology Creative Building hurriedly greeted him with a smile, and said with a smile: "We have made great progress. The previous two The experimental bodies have shown top-notch stamina and patience. You can rest assured that we can make a creature that can fight that undefeated alien fighter within one month."

"Too slow." The staff officer had a straight face, and his arrogant expression was different from before. "My lord has ordered it. It must be completed within a week and before the duel next week."

Kevin's face changed suddenly, and he tried to maintain a smile: "Next week...that's really too tight. Two weeks, just two weeks? How about we do it anyway!"

"I said that next week is next week. This is the final order of the adults." The staff snorted. "He said, if you fail to meet the requirements within seven days, you can finish the project together."

He forced his way to get rid of the difficult problem, turned around and flicked his sleeves domineeringly and walked out, throwing the person in charge here, his expression ugly. Their progress is already behind schedule, and the rulers of the war world have repeatedly expressed dissatisfaction with their delays. In addition, Kevin has not dared to report on the fact that the headquarters of the Carey Technology Creative Company on the earth broke into two super young people. Otherwise, based on his understanding of the monarch here, he thinks the other party may smash his head on the spot. .

His assistant quietly walked behind him and asked in a low voice: "What should I do?"

Kevin gave him a bad look, and shouted: "What to do? What else to do!? Let's speed up the progress, and make fine adjustments directly during human experiments. If God bless, we may be able to catch up."

He snorted angrily, walked quickly to a locked door in the laboratory, and moved quickly to unlock it. It was a room where you could barely see your fingers. The moment the door opened, there was a choking smell, which was like a moldy wine cellar. Haggard people scattered around the room, their hands and feet in heavy shackles. When the light penetrated through the opening of the door, they all instinctively hugged their bodies to avoid the light and retracted into the dark corner.

This is the people who were taken from the earth. He was thinking about grabbing two experimental items out, but two abnormal noises suddenly interrupted his movements behind him. Kevin had to look back to confirm what happened in the laboratory. He poked half of his head out of the open door and was surprised to find that everyone in the entire laboratory had fainted in just two or three seconds. . The two super young teenagers appeared in the middle of the laboratory as if out of thin air, and the hot red pupils were projecting over with eyes that contained thousands of degrees of heat.

"We met again, buddy." Jay clenched his fist and said coldly, "Do you miss me?"