Warhammer: Angron Training Manual

Chapter 8 Gods of Nuceria
Except for a small number of gladiators, most of the others gathered around Qin Xia.

These two hundred people surrounded Qin Xia, Angron and Ono, making it impossible for them to get out.

A change in the atmosphere cannot gain the trust and goodwill of these people and make them cooperate.

But Ono was a very kind person. Apparently, all the gladiators who came in after him had been taken care of by him to some extent. He had prestige.

In addition, Qin Xia and Angron's physique, the fighting ability they showed, or the ink they drank, gave most people hope of escaping from the current hell on earth.

Although this is only a small bit of hope, for people who are sinking into the abyss, even a tiny thread is enough to make them want to reach out.

"This arena is guarded by an iron man." Angron was the first to say what impressed him the most.

"I know." Qin Xia nodded and glanced at the others. "I know there are Iron Men here. I know there are all kinds of technological creations that we can see, cannot see, and cannot imagine. I just need to know some details."

"The Iron Patrol will patrol non-stop for 31 hours. There are no blind spots or loopholes in their patrols."

The handsome gladiator who had previously closed his eyes to rest stood up.

Thirty-one hours, or to be more precise, thirty-one solar hours.

That’s a full day in Nukeriya.

As for why the people of Nuceria use solar time to calculate time... Qin Xia thought that this might be because Nuceria itself was founded by human colonists, and the ancestors of the people here used solar time to count in order to commemorate the cradle galaxy.

After stating the obvious, the handsome gladiator looked around and said one more thing.

"Of course, under normal circumstances there is no loophole to exploit, but I am different. I can use witchcraft to help all of us become invisible."

When the gladiators heard the words "witchcraft" and "sorcery" which are used to describe psychic power in the local language, their faces turned unhappy.

Apparently, the Nucerians hate psykers.

But from the faces and eyes of those people, Qin Xia also saw a kind of sympathy.

Angron had a deeper understanding of this complex emotion. He found that it was a kind of disgust caused by traditional concepts, but also a kind of sympathy caused by understanding the miserable situation of "wizards".

"What's your name, man?" Qin Xia asked the handsome gladiator.

The gladiator placed his hand on his heart, bowed slightly, and his beautiful face seemed to be filled with pride and pride: "Caesar."

"Nice name." Qin Xia nodded.

The gladiator named Caesar retreated back into the crowd.

Then someone else stood up and said, "All of us will have the opportunity to go to the arena at least once a week. The day before going to the arena, we will have the opportunity to have a good meal."

"Also, we don't necessarily have to sacrifice our lives every time we fight," someone added.

"After we are arranged to go on stage, the Maggot Eye will come in to inform us, and then we will be escorted to the arena by the intelligent machines." someone else said.

Qin Xia listened carefully to every word and remembered them carefully, even though the information did not seem to be very important.

And when this information was spoken out, no one spoke anymore.

"Gone?" Qin Xia asked everyone with some surprise.

People looked at each other in bewilderment. Caesar stood up again, ruffling his golden hair, and said lightly, "We slaves either fight in the arena or stay in the cave. What else do you want to hear from us?"

"The security situation of the arena." Qin Xia said, "You have escaped several times, you should know this."

Caesar's cheeks flushed slightly. He opened his mouth, closed it, and then opened it again. "I can't lie in this situation... Every time I was discovered less than twenty steps out of the cave, the omnics that had ignored me before would suddenly take action and invite me back to the cave."

"This means that they have a way to monitor you, even when you use psychic energy... witchcraft." Qin Xia nodded with satisfaction, "This is also very important. I'll make a note of it."

Hearing this, Caesar raised his eyebrows and looked around, as if he was proud of himself for saying something more useful than others.

After memorizing all the information, Qin Xia looked up at the top of the cave: "There doesn't seem to be any monitoring equipment here. I don't know why..."

"The arrogance of the high knights." Ono, who had been silent just now, spoke up, "They won't monitor us because we can't escape at all, except for one situation."

"What's going on?" Qin Xia asked.

"Hmm..." Ono groaned, touched the back of his head, and said a little embarrassedly, "On the night of the feast day before the gladiatorial contest, some ladies will be sent to the arena, and then Maggot Eye will come in to broadcast the gladiators' night. The ratings of this show outside are quite high."

The gladiators all had meaningful smiles on their faces.

Including some female gladiators.

"They'll broadcast it live?" A new gladiator suddenly interrupted, "Then I'll have to perform well on the feast day. I was arrested by the sheriff of the slums because of my extraordinary talent and seducing other people's wives."

"You should be thankful that the pure love warrior didn't castrate you when he captured you." Qin Xia rolled his eyes at the man.

His eyes fell on Angron.

Qin Xia planned to give some hints about how to prepare for escaping the arena, so he hoped that Angron could use his innate talent to help and pass on his desire to escape to others.

Then he would make a fake plan and announce it at the right time.

There will be traitors among the gladiators.

But it is obvious that there are many people who want to escape, and this is not the first time someone has escaped. This can be seen from the fact that there are no surveillance equipment in the cave. Escape and capture are the games of the slave owners themselves, so even if an escape plan is leaked by an insider, it will not lead to death or excommunication.

Once the plan is leaked, Qin Xia will scan everyone's head, then find and kill the traitor. This is the first step to escape.

But looking at Angron, he seemed unable to share his emotions with others.

"What is a high knight?" Angron, who was secretly placed high hopes by Qin Xia, suddenly asked.

When the word "High Knight" came out clearly from Angron's mouth and reached everyone's ears.

No matter whether it was the gladiators who gathered together, the gladiators who watched coldly in the corner, or other gladiators who were dissatisfied with the gladiators' current grouping... everyone seemed to be suffocating and held their breath for a while.

Until a gladiator who had been standing in the corner of the cave and glaring at everyone from beginning to end spoke.

"High Knight."

"They are the gods of Nuceria."

(End of this chapter)