In a society like Dragon City, where the people were fierce and the strong were respected.
When the ownership of a resource or chance was not clear, the most suitable method was to have a fair fight between individuals who were bound by rules.
It was undoubtedly the most suitable method to have a fair fight between individuals who were bound by rules to replace the chaotic fights between the two forces of power who would resort to every conceivable means.
Since decades ago, the arena tournament had been very popular in Dragon City.
The business competition between the nine great mega corporations, the academic debate between Dragon City University and the alliance of the five universities, the superiority of runic symbol machines and biochemical modification technology … From the aristocratic families who could do whatever they wanted to and the commoners who had conflicts with each other, everyone liked to use arena competitions to solve their differences and grudges.
In the past, Meng Chao and Zuo Haoran, his class rep in high school, had used this method to determine who was stronger in the forest behind the school.
Of course, things were different now.
Meng Chao had contributed greatly during the operation to conquer Hidden Fog Territory and prevented a lot of blood from flowing in vain.
He had a good relationship with the Red Dragon Army and the nine great mega corporations.
In Dragon City, where things were changing and undercurrents were surging in the dark, his Superstar was the target that all the forces of power wanted to rope in.
He also had some sort of … mysterious tacit understanding with the microbrains, and he could see the secrets of the microbrains better than many of the Deity Realm superhumans.
The forces of power in Dragon City wanted to use eight carriages to bring him into Ancient Ruins No. 2 so that they could dig out more valuable technology, information, and resources for Dragon City's civilization.
There was no way they would take away his cultivation chances and resources in the monsters' nest.
But monsters like Meng Chao who had risen from the apocalypse were rare.
Most superhumans, especially the new superhumans who were thirty years old and below Heaven Realm, wanted to enter Ancient Ruins No. 2 to fight for more resources for their forces of power, so they had to go into the arenas to prove their value and strength.
Even the descendants of the Deity Realm superhumans from the nine great cultivation families had a hard time getting in through the back door when other superhumans looked at them with hostility. They had to go into the arenas and fight fairly.
There were a total of nine arenas made of granite above the ruins and in the sinkhole.
In just a short half a month, nearly one thousand superhumans had fought against each other in the arenas.
Their boiling blood, which contained spirit energy, could corrode even the hardest granite and leave it riddled with holes.
Even though the rule of the arena in the superhuman circle was that there were no regrets in life or death, and those who were willing to bet had to be willing to accept their losses.
But humans were not plants. Who could watch their companions that they had been with day and night being beaten to death by their opponents in the arena, and their rare resources and precious opportunities being taken away by their opponents without being angry or holding a grudge?
Not to mention, the death rate in this round of the arena tournament was especially high.
On one hand, the resources and chances they were fighting for were very important. The superhumans who joined the arena had the future of their families, businesses, schools, and forces of power on their backs. They did not dare to relax in the slightest. Right when they entered the arena, they used their full strength. Even if they were at an absolute disadvantage, they would not admit defeat easily. In fact, they would often burn their lives and execute lightning-quick attacks that surpassed their limits, which resulted in both sides being heavily injured.
On the other hand, the development of Ancient Ruins No. 2 allowed the major forces of power in Dragon City to get quite a lot of new formulas, new technology, and new martial arts.
Many of the superhumans had been nourished by the ancient power, and they eagerly used this brand new power in the arena. What they did not know was that they could not use this incredibly dangerous power at will. In the end, they either attacked too heavily or suffered a backlash, which resulted in them either dying or being injured.
On the first day the arena tournament officially started, a superhuman from Universe Corporation used a forbidden technique from Ancient Ruins No. 2 that was still being tested to injure a superhuman from the Red Dragon Army. The superhuman's organs shifted, and he coughed up blood nonstop. His spirit meridians burned, and he was reduced to a broken-star superhuman.
On the second day, a superhuman from Thundercloud Technology was forced to retreat under the fierce offense of the powerful fighters from the military. He was about to fall out of the arena.
The superhuman could not accept defeat, so he gritted his teeth and took out a brand new gene medicine.
He did not expect that the new medicine that could instantly increase the explosive power of spirit energy by 300% was incredibly unstable and had a side effect similar to the Deification Capsules. It caused the superhuman to burn fiercely under everyone's gazes.
Even though he was saved by the referee and the audience in a flurry of activity, he was not burned to death.
But the flames from his mitochondria had already severely burned his spirit meridians, blood vessels, and nerves, causing him to forever lose the ability to use supernatural abilities.
To a superhuman, this was an ending that was even more difficult to accept than death.
Over the next few days, the stench of blood in the arena became stronger.
Every day, there were more than a dozen superhumans who died or were injured.
Even the victors were usually left with irreversible sequelae.
Originally, when people stepped into the arena, they could still smile and wrap their fists in their palms to greet them. At the very least, on the surface, they wanted to fight fairly and not go overboard.
Later on, when the contestants were still at the foot of the arena, their eyes were bloodshot as they stared at each other. Their killing intent had practically turned into sharp blades, and they wanted to fight against each other through the air.
The places outside the arena, such as the temporary lodging area, the dining area, and the border area between the two camps, were filled with all sorts of open and veiled fights. Quiet but incredibly dangerous scuffles were common, and there were so many of them that they were as common as the hairs on a cow.
Besides, the scandal of Heaven Pharmaceuticals was brewing, and it damaged the image of the nine great mega corporations.
In the Survival Committee, the military politicians and the Home Party politicians had their momentum increase by leaps and bounds.
They wanted to use this as a pretext to get rid of the Land Enclosure Law in one go and challenge the authority of the Colonization Party politicians.
The storm in Dragon City could not help but blow into Hidden Fog Last Region.
It was inevitable that the smell of gunpowder inside and outside Ancient Ruins No. 2 would grow stronger.
Meng Chao did not expect this to happen.
He had expected that the major forces of power in Dragon City would haggle over the issue of how to split the monster civilization's legacy. They would fight both openly and veiled.
But he did not expect that the fight would be so intense. The conflict between the parties had practically reached a fever pitch.
'Are you kidding me? Dragon City wasn't this chaotic in my previous life.' Meng Chao scratched his head.
Now that he thought about it carefully, the Red Dragon Army was weak in his previous life, and it was one of the reasons why they could not fight against the mega corporations.
But the more important reason was that Dragon City had won a pyrrhic victory in his previous life. During the long and drawn-out war, Dragon City's civilization had pretty much bled dry, and the bottles of the monster civilization were basically all destroyed.
The people who survived could only sit among the broken walls and lick each other's wounds. Their camaraderie of going through thick and thin with each other was naturally great. Even if they wanted to fight, there were no spoils of war that could make them fight to the death like hungry stray dogs!
'Seriously, people can only go through thick and thin together, but they can't go through thick and thin together!'
Meng Chao was so anxious that he scratched his ears and cheeks.
For the first time in his life, he had the thought that it might not be a good thing for Dragon City to win the Monster War so easily.
However, it was clear that he couldn't suppress the restlessness of the major forces on his own.
He could only try to persuade his companions who were training in Ancient Ruins No. 2. They were the members of the Broken Star Club, the fellow disciples in Battle God Palace, the partners of the nine great mega corporations, the students from the alliance of the five universities, and Dragon City University. It was normal for them to have different opinions and disputes. Healthy competition and moderate competition could actually promote the development of Dragon City's civilization.
But do not bring the grudges in the arena out of the arena, and do not bring the problems that should be solved in the Survival Committee with words into real life with fists and blades.
They had to remember that no matter how they fought, they were all on the same side. They were the only Earthlings who were stranded in the Other World. In the near future, they would have to fight side by side on their grand journey into the depths of the Other World, and they would live and die together.
Although in front of him, his classmates, members, fellow apprentices, and business partners all gave him face.
But even Meng Chao himself felt that his words lacked salt and vinegar. They were not convincing at all.
The superhumans from the major forces of power continued rushing into the arena. For resources, for opportunities, for the status of their organizations in Dragon City, for the quota of ancient power, and for the monster's legacy, they fought to the death.
And when one side or both sides were covered in blood, covered in wounds, or even on their dying breaths, the grudge between them refused to go away. It lingered in the ruins and in the sinkhole like a vengeful spirit.
Meng Chao heard rumors that the superhumans from a few organizations were not satisfied with fighting in the arena, so they fought to their heart's content in the dark forest in the sinkhole.
Naturally, this sort of fight could not vent their hatred, and it could not solve any problems either. It could only make the conflict between the two sides deepen and become more intense.
In the end, when the smell of gunpowder was so strong that even the high-ranking researchers in the depths of Ancient Ruins No. 2 who did not care about what was going on outside could not focus on exploring the secrets of the ancient world, a huge commotion broke out on the surface.
It happened in the cafeteria that could accommodate ten thousand people for the exploration of Ancient Ruins No. 2.
It was a tradition in Dragon City that superhumans had to eat on a large scale.
Whenever they launched a war or carried out a large construction project, they would have a cafeteria that could accommodate five thousand people or a cafeteria that could accommodate ten thousand people.
This was because many of the monster materials were not easy to make.
They needed large cooking equipment to stew them until they were soft and the spirit energy contained in their bone marrow could be extracted.
For example, the Demonic Mountain, an Apocalyptic Beast that was more than one hundred meters long.
Or the Tyrant Mammoth, a Hell Beast with thick skin and weighing hundreds of tons.
It was impossible to cook them with a normal pressure cooker.
And superhumans were all big eaters.
To Heaven Realm superhumans, it was normal for them to eat dozens of kilograms of monster meat in one meal.
The cafeteria was too small, and the cooking efficiency was not high. The superhumans could not eat to their heart's content, and it affected their research and cultivation.
It was to make it easier to develop Ancient Ruins No. 2.
All the superhumans who went deep into the sinkhole ate in the cafeteria that could accommodate ten thousand people, which could cook monster meat and other valuable materials twenty-four hours a day.
The elites and experts of the major organizations all met each other here.
During this delicate moment, the cafeteria that could accommodate ten thousand people turned into a gunpowder depot filled with barrels of gunpowder.
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