The night and day in the era of ruins are extremely long.

The afterglow of the sunset penetrates the increasingly thick atmosphere above the head. The cross at the top of St. John's Church emits a dazzling golden light under the sunset.

The dilapidated white walls and Victorian gray roofs are filled with view, which is a bit suffocating. The church's spire is very high, and the huge Mills fighting arena is overlooked from a height of nearly 100 meters.

This building, which was once called one of the world's miracles in the era of ruins, has now become a gold-selling cave for the nobles, and the military is looking for elite hunting grounds and battlefields for free people to fight.

now,

More than a dozen aircraft with strange shapes are floating quietly over the fighting field. These aircraft are of different sizes and are completely sealed and welded with metal foreskin. They are exquisitely crafted and even a bit luxurious.

Some are similar to the sailboats before the ruins era. There are several pairs of metal wings on both sides of the streamlined metal boat, floating in the air with a certain power device, while others are extremely violent aesthetics and appear extremely rough.

On the boat, the noble ladies waving scarves and feather fans and officers dressed in the finely made armor of the old Pierce Workshop, looked cold or relaxed.

Below the spacecraft are dozens of metal airships of the same shape. These even larger guys are hung with huge aviation airbags underneath, and the hull with poor traces is surrounded by copper tubes and metal arms. Every time the power system is operated, a large mass of steam erupts from the stern of the spacecraft.

As the forward power unit became quiet, the suspension device located at the top of the airship was activated. After a violent vibration, the spacecraft immediately made a creaking sound, and the shaking hull kept falling downwards.

"Bitches, kill him!"

"Kill that damn nobleman."

In the fighting arena,

The noise covered all the sounds.

The rough steel guardrail and the old Roman fighting stand attracted everyone's attention.

In the stands, the free people who were not qualified to sit on the airship to watch the game and the ants living in the fighting are venting their inner restlessness and waiting for a feast, the food abandoned by the nobles from the airship above their heads, as well as the so-called rewards, or alms.

The tall host walked to the center of the fighting stage with extremely calm steps, taking off his hat and performing extremely retro elegant etiquette.

The straight suit seemed a little out of place with the ragged onlookers around.

But no one thinks there is anything wrong with this.

Any kind of lie, if told a hundred times, will become a reality.

not to mention,

Human beings have reproduced in the era of ruins for more than 150 years. Whether it is suits or silk, they have become the endorsement of civilization and the cloak of savage.

Nobility is always just the nobleness of the nobles, and civilization has long become the cemetery of the lowly.

As the speech is over,

The two armors with different shapes but without exception appeared cold and extremely ferocious armor began to fight. The battle ignited instantly, and the sounds in the entire fighting arena were heard one after another.

"If you have a first-level competition in the innate level, it will be too cool."

The little fat Cohen shouted in Anton's ear with a loud voice.

"Dream! Cohen." Anton shook his head.

"In the entire metropolitan area, the total number of innate soldiers will not exceed 1,000, and 99% of them are already enlisted, and less than 10 can participate in the competition."

Anton and Cohen are both free people living in the slums of the metropolitan areas.

Since humans entered the era of ruins, as armor technology obtained from prehistoric ruins began to dominate the world, armor fighting competitions have replaced various sports before the era of ruins and become the most appealing and representative competitive activities.

The nobles used this to entertain and gamble, while the military used the fighting arena as a hunting place for selecting elites and talents.

As one of the 10 major base cities established by humans in the era of ruins, the Metropolitan Area has one of the top ten fighting arenas.

Every fighting genius who wins ten consecutive victories in the Mills Arena will still be invited by the military to become the combat elite or commander of the army even if he does not meet the standards of innate warrior level.

Once you win ten consecutive victories, all kinds of reputations, wealth and status will naturally follow. However, if you fail to challenge on the battlefield, what you lose is not just the number of games of victory, but the death is directly lost.

"Anthony should win today's game. Lin Lei just advanced to the first level of the innate stage, and his strength is much worse."

Cohen seemed to be very confident in the warrior named Anthony.

"I don't think so." Anton disagreed.

"Linley is taking a speed-type route. As long as he blocks Anthony's first round of attacks head-on, he may not lose later."

"But no matter what the result is, Lin Lei will definitely receive the recruitment from Kunlun Security Service Company to join the army and leave Earth Star. Alas, I don't know when we will reach this level." Cohen sighed enviously.

"Well, after all, only by joining the army can we obtain better resources. Those nobles will not get recruitment from the army through fighting competitions. The danger is too high."

As one of the four major military contractors in humanity, countless people like Anton and Cohen want to join Kunlun Security Services every day.

There are three main channels for joining the army. One is to win 20 consecutive victories in the fighting arena, the other is to become a warrior in the innate stage, and the last is to pass the three-year hunting assessment. Now there is still more than a year left before the next assessment.

In the era of ruins, although humans were still at the top of the food chain, there were too many enemies outside. A large number of mutated species outside the base city, as well as countless unknown civilizations in outer space.

Since the country and government lost their dominance, the four major military contractors of mankind have begun to build order. Humans have acquired the technology of developing their physical potential through prehistoric relics and rely on armor to fight against those terrifying enemies.

The development of physical potential is divided into two stages, one is acquired potential. This stage mainly develops the strength, physical ability, intelligence and speed of the body to the limit. This stage is classified into 9 levels.

The second stage is innate potential, similar to what was called superhuman before the era of ruins.

Anton's physical potential is now at level 6 in the acquired stage, which is at an average level. After all, he is already 16 years old.

If you do not reach the innate stage before your physical fitness is established at the age of 18, the possibility of entering the innate stage in this life will not be too great.

"I heard that Frans has reached level 9 in the acquired stage. Are you sure about the game two months later?"

Cohen changed his subject and Anton immediately frowned.

He, Cohen and Frans are both free people in the slums in the metropolitan area, but Frans's family is much better. He has obtained a lot of training resources since he was a child. His physical potential is developed higher than both of them. He relies on his fists to win over a group of young men of the same age, and he usually does something to bully the weak.

But he and Cohen were untainted and fought with Frans. The conflicts grew deeper and deeper. Finally, not long ago, they agreed to decide the status of both sides in the slums through a fighting match.

If Anton wins, then in the slums, Frans will take a detour when he sees him and Cohen, but if Anton loses, he and Cohen will have to become Frans's followers.

Now Anton is at the level 6 after the day of the day, Cohen has just reached level 5, and Frans has reached level 9, and the gap between the middle is becoming more and more obvious.

In the fighting arena, after a fierce round of fighting, the first-level warrior named Lin Lei really won.

Anton's eyes suddenly lit up.

It seems that although I have just advanced to the innate level 1 warrior, if my fighting skills are superb enough, my combat power may not be weak.

"Don't worry, I'll beat Franz until he doesn't even know him."

Anton had a strong sense of confidence in his heart, but in fact, he felt helpless. The gap between level 6 and level 9 was still too big, and skills alone could make up for it.

"It's good that you weren't scared by him, but after all, you're three levels apart, so you'd better be careful. There are still two months left, so you have to practice well, and maybe you'll join the army through the hunting assessment in a year."

Cohen was obviously a little lacking in confidence, and the difficulty of passing the hunting assessment was no easier than winning twenty consecutive battles.

But as a best friend, no matter whether Anton can win in the end, he will support Anton.

"By the way, I'm going to go to the farm outside the city during this period, so I won't go to training with you."

"Um."

As the game ends,

Angry voice began to come from a spaceship above the top of his head.

"That idiot Anthony will lose to a lowly free man."

With a bang,

The fruit plate containing various exquisite fruits was smashed out of the window in anger by the owner. Then, a feast of ants in the fighting arena began.

A large amount of residual food, and coins from the noble who won the bets, fell from the top of his head.

People began to roar like beasts, and their desire for food and survival made them have no time to care about what fell from their heads, not only food and coins, but also the crumbling metal parts on the broken airships, and even... death.

With a bang.

Not far from Anton, a half-man-tall metal part suddenly fell, and two unlucky guys who didn't even have time to disperse were smashed into meat sauce.

However, no one around would pity these two unlucky guys and still rushed towards the center of the fighting platform.

Anton took a deep breath, his body as fast as a cheetah. He exerted his full strength at level 6 in the acquired stage, and quickly penetrated the crowd and rushed towards an exquisite handbag not far away, then pulled Cohen to escape the fighting arena.

"Anton, you're so lucky, it's a quick and complete bread."

"Those damn nobles are becoming more and more stingy and don't even throw away many coins."

The small piece of bread was divided into two halves by the two. Anton did not finish it all and stuffed the rest back into his pocket.

Leave the fighting arena,

Anton and Cohen separated. It was still early outside. Anton was not in a hurry to go home. He left the slums and went to an abandoned warehouse in the industrial area.

The gray haze covers the city's sky, and the industrial areas with high towers stand in the afterglow of the sunset, like a cemetery poured by steel.

Outside the city,

Several huge mutant black crows flashed their huge wings and flashed away in a distance.

As he walked through the street very quickly, Anton's loose boots stepped on the uneven stone slabs and made a pedaling sound.

When passing the scrap metal recycling station at the entrance of the industrial zone, the air emits a strong smell of metal corrosion, and sewage with strange smells flows on both sides of the street.

From time to time, aircraft filled with armored fragments and garbage shuttled back and forth over the sky, dumping a large amount of abandoned industrial residues and waste into the huge garbage dump.

"Meow!"

As soon as Anton entered the warehouse, a familiar black shadow rushed out of the corner and shouted at him.

This is a cat with a strong head that is similar to the native dog before the ruins era. When entering the ruins era, species other than humans have basically mutated due to the influence of neuronal toxins.

The natural law of survival of the fittest has been interpreted to the extreme. Small animals rarely appear in human cities, but this is not a noble area, but a settlement of ants. Anton has been feeding it since five years ago, and there is a tacit understanding between a person and a cat.

However, Anton did not dare to get too close. The cat in the era of ruins is not the cute creature described in the book, but a mutated existence with speed and lethality far beyond humans.

Take out half of the remaining bread from your pocket and throw it over. The black cat immediately bites the steamed bun. Before leaving, it nods to Anton strangely.

"Damn it, this cat is not psychic anymore!"

Shaking his head, Anton felt that he was thinking too much.

Then, I didn't bother to pay attention to it, so I went straight into the warehouse, took off the clothes that were obviously not fit on my upper body, or the cloth strips that were temporarily called clothes, and my strong muscles were exposed.

Take a deep breath,
Chapter completed!