Chapter 50 Don't worry, I'll definitely die before you...
In the dimly lit cell, apart from Sophia's screams, there was only another hoarse cry of pain.
Everyone else remained silent, clenching their fists and enduring the pain, not daring to look directly at them.
Sofia picked up Valentina, placed her on her lap, and gently pressed the player's head to make her feel better.
"Valentina, how are you? Are you feeling better?"
The person in his arms coughed violently a few times, then vomited a mouthful of black blood with a "whoosh".
Sofia quickly brought her wrist over; the wound on it hadn't healed yet, and she wanted to feed the other person some more blood.
"I'm a poison-type, so I have some resistance to poison. You should drink more."
The poison she was given was too tricky; the healing-type ability users in the team simply couldn't cure it.
While Valentina was unconscious, her captain had fed her blood countless times.
Even without direct poisoning, the other person's blood is now toxic, causing Sofia's complexion to look very bad.
The teammate on his lap gently pushed away the captain's wrist, coughed a few times, and said in a low voice while panting, "Captain, don't waste your energy, save it to escape."
Sofia, who had been holding back her tears, could no longer contain them and they streamed down her face.
She hugged Valentina's shoulders, her whole body trembling with sobs, "It's all my fault, it's all my fault as captain. It's my fault for not noticing something was wrong and that's how you all got hurt. If Shanran were your captain, she would definitely protect you and wouldn't have let you suffer like this..."
"Captain Shanran, she...she's very good, I'm very grateful to her, but my only captain is...you..."
Valentina managed to finish her sentence in broken, intermittent bursts, then convulsed a few times before quickly stopping breathing.
Sophia checked her breathing with trembling hands, then let them fall to her sides.
She sat motionless, head bowed, her disheveled hair obscuring her eyes, making it impossible to see her expression.
Uncontrollable sobs came from the cell next to them. Zhan Hongbo held the trembling and crying Tong Lu in his arms, his expression somber, but his movements were gentle as he comforted her.
After an unknown amount of time, footsteps gradually approached and stopped in front of the cage.
"Captain Shanran?"
"Captain Shanran, what brings you here?"
"Shan... no, she's not Captain Shan Ran, she's that fake Lin Mo!"
The people in the nearby cages stirred and began cursing the newcomers.
The language was offensive and offensive.
Even the usually taciturn and honest Maxim started swearing loudly.
The other party's cold glare inexplicably gave Old Ma goosebumps.
Zhen Linmo, who was seriously injured and was hiding in the corner, was also filled with hatred when he saw the person who had impersonated him and harmed the whole team.
Sofia slowly lowered the gradually cooling Valentina, looked up at the person outside the cage, and her eyes gradually turned red.
She roared, her limbs transforming into leopard legs, and charged towards the cage, nearly grabbing the other animal.
However, the man reacted even faster than she, a cheetah-like creature, quickly dodging to the side, then grabbing her hair and pulling her to the edge of the cage.
A cruel, cold smile appeared on the man's face. "Want revenge? Then I wish you live to the end."
Then he whispered something in Sofia's ear.
Sofia froze for a moment, then struggled even more violently, as if trying to tear the person in front of her apart with her claws.
The person flung her hair aside, glanced at her contemptuously, and then turned and left.
"Ming-ge, the show is about to start."
Shan Ran, who was called Ming Ge, nodded, and then led his men to patrol around, covering every corner.
At 7 PM, the Colosseum live stream officially began.
Chai Ze and several of his men were seated in the audience.
There weren't many people watching the game live; most viewers were from other regions or continents, watching via live stream and video.
The silver-haired woman who had been beside him didn't come. When he left the room, he specifically instructed outsiders not to go in.
"She has fainted and is currently in a deep sleep. No one should disturb her."
Those who had overheard the whole thing outside exchanged a glance, considerately closed the door for Chai Ze, and then led him downstairs.
Meanwhile, Shan Ran, who should have been in her room, was standing in the audience, with a camera pointed at her.
Sam did not enter the arena, but watched the live broadcast from his car outside.
If Sam weren't the base's core digital information ability user, whose ability range was limited and required him to be close to the arena to ensure the live broadcast could proceed smoothly, he would never have come this close.
He had a glass of wine beside him, but his gaze remained fixed on the screens in front of him.
One section is the live stream split screen, another is the real-time backend data, another is the chat interface for major customers, and the other sections each have their own functions.
At that moment, a screen flashed, displaying a message from the Smith family of the Second Continent.
"You've captured Shan Ran?"
Sam pushed the woman off him and sat up straight. Although she couldn't see him, his attitude remained respectful.
"No, this is You Zhanming in disguise. I saw that many customers were interested in mountain dyeing, so I wanted to add some fun."
"Yes, that's good. It would be even better if it were really mountain dyed."
"Sir Tony, my men are searching and have also placed people at the border. We will keep a close watch on any people from District 1 who come here."
"Great, I'll be waiting for your good news."
After that, no more messages came from the other end.
Sam clicked his tongue in admiration as he watched You Zhanming's fake face on the screen.
You Zhanming was Douglas's subordinate before the apocalypse. He awakened this peculiar superpower after the apocalypse, but he could only serve as a support and could not fight head-on. As a result, he was ignored by Douglas, which made him increasingly unbalanced and his mentality gradually became twisted.
Such people are easily turned.
Then, using You Zhanming as a breakthrough point, and after careful planning, they finally eliminated Douglas and his loyal subordinates, and took control of the Tianxia base.
You Zhanming's superpower is indeed amazing; at least on the screen right now, there isn't a single flaw to be seen.
However, such a person, who will betray his master for any benefit, is really not a good dog.
Having a dog that bites around is always somewhat dangerous.
Sam narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint in them.
After the initial presentation, the camera shifted to the Colosseum below.
A metal gate slowly opened, and a man and a woman emerged from inside.
Generally, the people who participate are selected according to the strength of their superpowers, from low to high.
Of all the characters, Tong Lu has the lowest level of offensive abilities, followed by healing abilities.
However, Zhan Hongbo held onto Tong Lu tightly, refusing to let go even when he was beaten and bruised all over. With time running out, he had no choice but to send the two of them to the arena together.
Just before he went on the court, the team's healers gave Zhan Hongbo emergency treatment, which enabled him to walk normally.
Tong Lu was so frightened that her legs trembled, but she clenched her fists tightly, not wanting to look too bad before she died.
She used all her lucky power on Valentina today, but unfortunately it was only a little bit of luck, not enough to save her from death.
It's a bit of a shame that there's nothing left for Zhan Hongbo.
The man beside her seemed to sense her guilt, took the girl's hand, and comforted her, "It's okay. Being with you in my final moments is my greatest fortune."
Their expressions and conversation were recorded and transmitted to every viewer behind the equipment.
At this point, Shan Ran had stepped down and was replaced by the usual host.
Facing the camera, the host was giving a passionate and enthusiastic critique.
Look! How beautiful and pure their love is!
Now, let's see, in the final moments, in a situation where death is inevitable, will the boy choose to die before the girl for the sake of love?
Or, when faced with a real threat of death, would he back down?
As the host finished speaking, the iron gate on the other side gradually rose, and roars and chaotic footsteps could be heard.
A few monsters first ran into the square, but these were just appetizers and were easily killed by Zhan Hongbo.
As more and more ferocious beasts surged in from behind, and he also needed to protect Tong Lu behind him, his stamina was being depleted faster and faster.
Tong Lu clenched her fists and bit her lip so hard that she didn't dare to cry out. She didn't even realize that she had bitten her lip until it bled.
She would be even better if she were stronger; she doesn't want to be a burden to others!
Suddenly, a faint halo appeared in her hand, and Tong Lu's eyes widened.
She actually broke through under such extreme circumstances.
The halo was sent into Zhan Hongbo's body, increasing his luck.
He must have been incredibly lucky this time, as Zhan Hongbo dodged several fatal blows.
He glanced back at Tong Lu amidst the chaos. The 18-year-old boy was covered in dirt, but his smile was bright.
"Don't worry, I'll definitely die before you."
Inside the arena, the battle raged on. Outside the arena, not far from the mist, stood a man dressed in black.
Dawson was hiding in an inconspicuous place, carefully concealing his presence and not daring to make a loud sound, even his breathing.
This place is too close to the mist, and no one else can get close, otherwise it will attract the attention of the nightmare beast. Only he can come here alone.
He closed his eyes, reached forward, and focused on using his superpower, which caused his right hand to tremble slightly.
He was so focused that he didn't notice the noises around him.
Suddenly, he felt a chill on his neck; a sharp blade was pressed against it.
Dawson instinctively reached out with his elbow to push backward, but it felt like he had hit a solid wall, and the pain made his elbow go numb.
The next second, his right hand snapped backward at a twisted angle and hung limply below.
He screamed in agony.
"Don't shout." A deep voice came from behind, then the pressure on his hand increased.
Dawson dared not scream anymore. His arm was in excruciating pain, but he forced himself to shut his mouth and didn't even dare to breathe heavily, for fear of accidentally making the wound worse.
His ability to guide the monsters was interrupted, causing the roars and footsteps inside the walls to become increasingly chaotic.
"What...what do you want to do? I've already stopped."
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