After treating Maximus' wounds, Ji Hou pulled off his stinky clothes and put the linen robe on one side. After handing the other to Maximus, the two were brought to each other by the servant of the gladiator slave owner Prosimo.

"There will be a duel tomorrow, so I need to test your fighting ability and then conduct a team!" Prosimo explained to Ji Mi. When he saw Ji Mi frowning slightly, he laughed dryly and said, "Of course, you don't have to do it!"

Then he said to the servant: "Red!"

As the words came, a servant applied a big red dot on his chest with a brush stained with red paint.

"Does this mean strong?" Ji Shi spoke with a secret message.

Prosimo turned to Maximus and spoke, "Then, you are next, Spaniard?"

"No, I won't do any test!" Maximus shook his head and walked to the side.

Seeing this, Prosimo's servant couldn't help but glared at him, but Prosimo glanced at the end of the season and smiled and said to the servant: "Don't worry about him! Just remember the yellow!"

After the words fell, he turned to the end of the season and said, "By the way, what should you call you, Gladiator?"

"Me?" Ji Xu opened his mouth and said, "Ji Xu!".

Prosimo lowered his head and said, "I believe this name will be circulated on the land of Rome in the future!"

...

In the room where the gladiators rest.

Looking at the late-season sitting next to him, Maximus, who was excited to meet with the late-season, remembered what he said to Prosimo at the end of the season, gritted his teeth and said, "Why do you take the initiative to be a gladiator? Don't you know this is something that slaves do?"

"Didn't you find a new goal? I don't have a place to go, and there is also room and accommodation here."

"Nonsense! Even so, how can you take the initiative to be a gladiator!" Maximus glared at Ji Mo. Even though his voice was deliberately lowered by him, Ji Mo could still hear the anger in his words.

Ji Mu opened his eyes, looked at the other party calmly, and said, "If I said there was a mysterious existence and issued a mission to become a gladiator to me, and this is a mission that I must complete, do you believe it?"

"Mysterious existence?" Maximus stared at Ji Du and said, "What is it? Who can order you, who doesn't even care about Caesar, can you give you a task?"

Listening to Maximus' words, the end of the squad had a headache. Except for the person who took him away from his plane, he was not allowed to inform others of his existence. This time the system regulations.

Ji Hou said helplessly: "Maximus, I will explain this matter like you in the future. The time has not come."

Maximus opened his mouth and did not speak. He understood the helplessness on Ji Mi's face. Since Ji Mi said that he would explain it to him in the future, he believed that Ji Mi must have his own reasons, so he did not ask any further, and the two of them immediately became quiet.

At this time, a tall figure with black skin came over, looked at Ji Mo who were sitting together, and said indifferently, "Hey, you two, the Spanish and..."

"By the way, what do you call it?" The black man scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"It's you, thank you for treating my injuries on the way!" Maximus raised his head and said.

Upon hearing this, Ji Mi looked at the black man with a high look because when he treated Maximus, the wound was not inflamed. Although it looked a little nauseous, the treatment effect was still good.

"End of the Season!" End of the Season smiled.

"When you rushed over, you were very good at knocking down those gladiators!" The black man said with a little excitement, and then said, "My name is Juba!".

"Juba!" Ji Hou repeated the sentence and said, "Thank you for saving him!".

"No, I just treated him a wound. It was the slave merchant who decided to take him with me!" Juba waved his hand and then said to Ji Mo: "You are very awesome, but why didn't he test it? As far as I know, he has been marked yellow, and yellow is going to die! In the duel tomorrow, the opponent's gladiator will attack the yellow first!"

"Oh? There is such a saying?" Ji Mi blinked, looking a little surprised.

"This is of course! Of course, we need to separate and fight, we also need props to entertain the audience, and they are props that have been set in advance! Props to entertain the audience with life and blood!" A tall man appeared behind Juba, answered the question at the end of the season, and then spoke: "I am Perosimo! Captain of the Gladiator."

As he said that, he showed a provocative look at Ji Mi.

Ji Mo's face was calm, but a man who had been sitting at the door heard Perrosimo's words, looked at the yellow marked on his body, and screamed: "I'm yellow, then I'm dead! No, I'm a clerk, knowing seven languages, I don't want to fight!"

"Oh, clerk? Congratulations, you can scream in seven languages ​​tomorrow!" Perosimo smiled badly, and the screaming man was trembling constantly.

Maximus, who had been listening to everyone's words, patted the shoulder of the next season and said, "Do you last, do me a favor!"

"What?"

Maximus pointed to the tattoo on his wounded shoulder and said, "Cut this off!"

"Is this the God you believe in? Are you not afraid of him getting angry?" Juba asked.

"Anger? Haha!" Maximus sneered. Since the moment his wife and children died, there has been no more God in his world.

...

The next day, in the Gladiator's room in the duel arena.

More than a dozen gladiators are waiting to appear, including the end of the season and Maximus.

Listening to the tsunami-like shouts from outside, Ji Hou had a new understanding of this era and the Romans' enthusiasm for gladiatorship.

Prosimo stretched out his arms and said intoxicatedly: "Did you hear this? This is a cheer for you!"

Then, the inexplicable Prosimo, who had a look of memories and regret in his eyes, swept over the gladiators and said, "That's right, this is honor. When you stabbed the enemy's body with your weapons in your hands in the arena, you will receive their worship and cheer, and you will also like this cheer!"

"People will eventually turn into a pile of dead bones. Sadly, we cannot change such a fate, but we have the right to choose how to face death. Only in this way can we be remembered as people."
Chapter completed!