This time, Junlin's treatment was much better.

He was arranged into an escort car and prepared a rich dinner for him, a portion of potato soup, with a few vegetable leaves, and then a piece of hard black bread.

While gnawing on the bread, Kuchman got into the car and said to Junlin, "Man, you see, I treat you pretty well, right?"

Looking at the hard bread in his hand, he was thinking about whether he had to use the explosion to chew it down, and responded casually: "It's okay. What?"

"To be honest with me, how many abilities do you have?"

Junlin thought about it and replied: "Four kinds."

The third-level candidate has four abilities, which is already considered good, and is in line with the performance that an autologous evolver should have.

"What are two more?"

Junlin turned the bread in his hand and pulled a knife mark on the car: "The blade transformation technique can make any object as tough as a weapon. But I think this piece of bread can be done without doing this."

"What else?"

"Jedi Guardian, a defensive ability, will only work when life is extremely dangerous, and it will be short."

"Four abilities?" Kuchman touched his chin: "How many levels can you challenge the opponent at most?"

"That depends on your people. If it is the kind of thing just now, there will be no problem with the fifth level of silver."

Kuchman grinned.

He patted Junlin on the shoulder: "I know people like you will hide some of their words. I will just think that you have five abilities and can challenge the eighth level of silver. Yes, you will be a good seedling."

As he said that, he came to Junlin: "Do you do me a favor, okay? As long as you help me earn five hundred golden souls...eight hundred...oh no, one thousand golden souls, I will give you freedom."

"As before? Duel with someone?" Jun Lin asked.

Kuchman's original plan was to sell him to a great nobleman who wanted to awaken the power of the law, but now he obviously found a better use of King Landing.

Kuchman nodded: "That's right. You can challenge more than you. In the arena, strength is not the most important thing, but surpassing the level is!"

"One Thousand Golden Souls?"

"One Thousand Golden Souls!"

After thinking about it, Junlin nodded and said, "Then let's change some real food for people."

Kuchman smiled with a big mouth: "No problem!"

Black Bowl City.

This is an important frontier town of Langshan Country.

The reason why it is called Black Bowl City is because of the Cabilo Arena in the center of the city.

It is like a huge bowl, standing in the middle of the city, all in black.

As the largest arena in the border area, it attracts nobles and wealthy businessmen from all over the East Xinjiang to come here to watch the fight.

Gladiators are the most popular traditional culture in this plane. People capture slaves in war, throw them into the arena, and use their blood and killing to enhance their sensory stimulation.

Although in the past few years, due to some special reasons, some new entertainment methods have emerged in the Beast Soul Plane, as traditional entertainment, it is still a favorite "sport" in all countries of this plane.

Every day, slave merchants from all over the world would send the slaves they captured here and participate in the fight.

Gladiators are usually proportioned according to the level.

Gladiators of different levels have different prices.

Generally speaking, the gladiators of the Black Iron Level have four to eight golden souls, the silver level has ten to thirty golden souls, and the golden level is usually around fifty to two hundred golden souls.

There is a bargaining price above diamonds.

For the master of the gladiator, as long as the gladiator does not die in the battle, it means that he can continue to use it. Every appearance is a net income, and the gladiator with a high winning rate is even more profitable.

But there are more ways to make money in addition.

For example, a challenge beyond the level!

For example, off-court betting!

Kuchman is not a professional gladiator, but this does not prevent him from being awesome.

As a voter, he has the ability to defeat his opponents through the top level, which means that Kuchman is likely to make a lot of money through him.

Moreover, King's Landing also has strong recovery ability... Many gladiators are unable to recover after being injured in battle. The gladiator masters are never willing to spend a lot of money to treat them in order to save money, resulting in low reuse rate.

So as long as Junlin can win, it means he is likely to keep winning.

This is undoubtedly a huge profitable and easy-to-buy *** much better to sell it to a great nobleman!

The next afternoon, Kuchman's team entered Black Bowl City and came to the Cabillo Arena.

"Cathy! Where are you bitch?" Kuchman shouted.

As he shouted, a fat woman shook her body and walked over with a big cigarette pole in her mouth: "Cuchman? Is it you a bastard? It seems that she has made a fortune again? Is there any good product?"

"One master, three diamonds, two thousand six hundred golden souls." Kuchman said.

This guy's purchase price is only 1,300,000, and he makes half of it from time to time.

The fat woman looked at the smoke in the crystal bottle and nodded: "The best product, the collection method is very good. Did that bitch Jerene get it? I remember telling you that if I give me her head, I will give two thousand golden souls."

"There is no need to kill the chicken to get eggs. Keeping those savages is more useful, isn't it?" Kuchman smiled.

"This is what I admire about you. To be honest, it is difficult for me to see the head worth two thousand gold spirits and put it on the side." The fat woman laughed.

"By the way, there's something else." Kuchman said.

"What?"

Kuchman clapped his hands, and Abro had taken King's Landing over.

"My new slave, please help me arrange the fight."

The fat woman looked at Junlin and held up his chin: "Open her mouth."

Junlin: "Ah!"

The fat woman looked at her teeth and touched her breasts again: "They have a good physique, but they only have the Black Iron Level and a few golden souls. Is it worthy of your concern?"

"He defeated a silver beginner and helped me win Abill's ten golden souls. I think this kid can also become a chicken that lays golden eggs." Kuchman didn't intend to hide it from her, and this kind of thing could not be hidden.

"This is not a field you are good at, and this guy doesn't even have a beast soul." The fat woman Cathy disdained: "But if you like it, there's no problem."

The fat woman had found a subordinate and asked someone to arrange a fight for Junlin.

After things were arranged, Kuchman said to Junlin: "Man, I will depend on you next!"

Junlin said: "Cuchman, have you ever thought of a question?"

"What?"

"I don't have a beast soul. It may be fine to win once or twice. If you keep winning, there may be people who may doubt it. Although as your slave, even if my identity as a voter is exposed, it will not cause any harm to you, but you and I understand it. That itself means a reduction in my value... They will raise me one level, so that you will have much less benefits."

"Well, this is indeed a problem." Kuchman touched his chin: "Maybe I should find you a beast soul. The Black Iron Level is not very expensive. I'll help me win this game and I'll do it for you."

"No, no, I don't mean that." Jun Lin said: "I don't need you to help me find the beast soul. I just need to teach me how to use the beast soul, so don't worry about the rest."

"What did you say?" Kuchman looked at him.

Junlin replied: "I know you have doubts about me, but Kuchman, I think you should have some understanding of me. If we can continue to work hard, I promise you won't have trouble, but you will make a big profit."

Kuchman looked at him in surprise: "What the hell do you want to do?"

"As you know, I am an autoevolutionist. And for autoevolution, what better place to train yourself than a battlefield?" Jun Lin asked back: "I may be able to earn more than a thousand gold spirits for you."
Chapter completed!