v3 Chapter 100： Arena and Death Penalty (1/2)

Darkness fades like tide.

Zhang Heng heard deafening cheers and screams before he opened his eyes. The sound came from above his head, and the roar of the beast was mixed, but the roar was close to him, probably less than one meter. distance.

Even Zhang Heng, who was always calm, was taken aback.

What is the concept of one meter? For a beast like a lion and a tiger, it is a slam, and soon, if it is prepared, Zhang Heng may be able to barely escape, but considering that he does not know now The specific position of that beast, and with the end of 5 seconds, Zhang Heng's eyes will need some time to restore vision. Although this time is not much, any delay at this time is fatal.

If the situation is really what he imagined, this can be regarded as an open door kill with infinite mortality.

按 It is logical to say that copies, especially ordinary copies, should not have such a dangerous opening, even if survival is the main line.

The next moment, Zhang Heng returned to vision.

The first thing that caught my eye was the lion in front of me. The previous cheering sound seemed to stimulate it, let it also stand up and snarled, it seemed that he wanted to launch an attack on Zhang Heng, but he couldn't keep his cage Come out.

When Zhang Heng felt relieved, he found himself standing in a dark, smelly room.

The cheers continued to come from the top of his head, and there was another person beside him, holding a pottery bowl full of raw meat, looking at the lion in the cage in fear.

穿着 From the perspective of dress, he should be a slave, wearing a short-sleeved long coat and a pair of slippers.

And Zhang Heng found himself dressed similarly.

Before Zhang Heng had time to say hello to the buddy around him, a man with a whip outside had rushed in, waving his whip while holding something in his mouth.

Zhang Heng had to be grateful that he had spent a long time learning languages ​​in the copy of Heifan, among them Latin, and the official language of ancient Rome was Latin.

Of course, after more than a thousand years, there are still many differences in pronunciation and ending tone. For example, the ancient Romans pronounced a and e separately, and they listened to the sound of c. It looks a lot like k, and it also adds a lot of frustration.

Zhang Heng has a feeling of listening to dialects. Basically it was Lian Meng who guessed that the other party was asking why they hadn't finished feeding Quinta.

Needless to say, Kunta is naturally the name of the lion in the cage in front of him, so Zhang Heng took the bowl of meat from his companion next to him, poured it into the cage, and cooked for Kunta.

The lion named Kunta finally stopped roaring after eating the meat.

However, the guy who looked like an overseer didn't seem to be satisfied, yelled again, and tried to draw people. The companions around Zhang Heng immediately retracted their heads and hurried to the outside. Zhang Heng followed behind him and waited to leave. The supervisor then asked, ”Hey, what's your name?”

The other party seemed a bit incomprehensible, so Zhang Heng repeated it again.