After Si Meng left, Ye Chen and the others continued to stroll around the area, but the fat man seemed somewhat absent-minded.
Si Meng is clearly about to be ousted from power. Although Ye Chen has intimidated her with his ruthless methods, who knows what other tricks he might have up his sleeve? Her trip back to reorganize the internal affairs will undoubtedly be fraught with difficulties.
Ye Chen glanced at him a few times and knew what he was thinking.
"Worrying is useless. With Ye Ying around, at least we can keep her safe. As for the rest, you have to trust our partners. They have the ability to handle these things."
"If she can't even handle these small situations in the trial space, do you think she can hold her own against the powerful shareholders and capital once she gets out?"
Ye Chen comforted them, saying that what happened here was just a small part of the situation outside the trial space. If Duobao Trading Network wanted to grow stronger, it would inevitably infringe on the interests of Wanwu Tower. At that time, facing those shareholders and capital would be the real difficulty. Compared to that, what happened here was just a small-scale incident.
To put it bluntly, even if Si Meng is completely sidelined in the trial space, it's not a big deal. It won't shake her fundamental position; she'll just lose a year of benefits in the trial space.
The fat man understood the reasoning behind this, but he couldn't help but worry. After listening to Ye Chen's words, he nodded silently, but his interest remained low.
Not only him, but Jian Mengyi next to him did the same, though it was mostly out of female caution, unlike men who could easily let go of things.
"Alright, you two aren't really in a good mood, there's nothing to see anyway. I just heard there's a gladiator arena here, let's go check it out together. It'll also be a good opportunity for your goblin to get some practice and see how much of a difference there is between him and a real opponent of the same level!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly. The two of them were preoccupied, and the best way to deal with it was to give them something to do so they wouldn't overthink things.
Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, the fat man was stunned for a moment, but then he perked up. He really wanted to test the true strength of the goblin armor, so he nodded in agreement, and the three of them headed towards the arena together.
"The name 'Gladiator' originated from the ancient Roman Empire. At that time, nobles enjoyed such thrilling activities, putting slaves, enemies, and wild beasts into cages, where only the victors could survive!"
"This practice was against the natural order, so it was gradually abolished in later peacetimes."
"However, when lords step into the darkness, there will always be struggles. Therefore, the Wanwu Tower has restarted the gladiatorial arena. Although many restrictions have been made, and it is no longer as bloody and cruel as the gladiatorial arena of the past, it has still attracted many people and is known as one of the most profitable projects of the Wanwu Tower."
As they walked toward the arena, Ye Chen explained the origins of the arena to the two of them. It had to be admitted that the arena was always the bloodiest and cruelest place, but it was also definitely one of the most profitable.
A single fight can make someone incredibly wealthy from the bets alone, but it can also leave someone penniless and destitute.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!" Soon, the crowd arrived at the arena. Before they even entered, they could already hear the deafening shouts.
Jian Mengyi frowned slightly. Having been born into an angelic family, she had clearly picked up some of the angelic habits and disliked the chaotic environment.
On the contrary, the fat man and the goblin who came with him were slightly excited, craning their necks curiously as they listened to the cheers.
Although goblins are cowardly and greedy, they are also extremely bloodthirsty and cruel. They love places like gladiatorial arenas because they can gamble and watch people fight. As long as they are not forced to participate, they are willing to do anything.
"Hello! Is this your first time here?" Soon, a male elf came to the group and asked respectfully.
He is a member of the lord's family in this territory, and is mainly responsible for reception work at the arena.
"Okay, can you tell us about it?" Ye Chen nodded. This was his first time in a place like this, and he didn't know the specifics of the place.
"Very well, are you here to watch the gladiatorial combat or to participate? Would you like to place a bet?" the waiter asked. He was always serving lords and had to be respectful at all times, especially since Yue'e and the angel beside Ye Chen and Jian Mengyi made him dare not be the slightest bit presumptuous.
"No need for gambling, I'd like to watch the gladiatorial combat and also participate!" Ye Chen replied.
Upon hearing Ye Chen's words, the waiter's eyes lit up. Watching gladiatorial combat was one thing, as he was just there to observe, but participating in it was a different story. Such lordly clans often generated great interest among the audience and also brought them substantial profits.
"Alright, if you want to fight, you need to register here first. May I ask which clan you belong to? What is your approximate strength level? Do you need a deathmatch?" the elf asked in succession, while leading them to a window where many people were registering.
The group glanced at the group and saw that most of them were ferocious creatures such as trolls, ogres, and magical beasts. In particular, there was a two-headed ogre standing next to them, gnawing on a blood-dripping beast leg with a crunchy sound.
"Deathmatch? Tell us about the different fighting styles you have first," Ye Chen said, glancing at the other person, clearly waiting for him to explain.
"The gladiatorial combat here is divided into deathmatch and regular gladiatorial combat. Deathmatch is a fight to the death, and it doesn't end until one side dies. Regular gladiatorial combat is determined in advance according to the participants' requests. It can be serious injury or a point-to-point stop. However, most of the gladiatorial combat in the arena is regular deathmatch. Even regular gladiatorial combat has a high mortality rate, and you need to sign a death waiver and a waiver of liability in advance!" the elven attendant explained.
Ye Chen and the others nodded. This was the proper rule for a gladiatorial arena. The practice of stopping short of a fight should not be in the arena, but rather in regular practice.
"Is a deathmatch possible? Late stage 3?" Ye Chen asked the fat man.
Only the fat man himself truly understands the strength of the goblin armor. To rashly engage in a death match would be disrespectful to him and his clan.
The fat man glanced at the goblins who had followed him. Among them were those skilled in forging, scientific research, and gunpowder... They had all come with him to broaden their horizons, but only one person was truly proficient in armored warfare—a goblin who was slightly tall.
Seeing the fat man's gaze, he felt not fear at all, but rather excitement.
"Rest assured, my lord! It is Allen's honor to be able to test the individual combat capabilities of the goblin armor!"
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