Unsurprisingly, no one managed to complete the first day of extra training.
When the sun went down, it was past mealtime. Everyone was so hungry that their hearts were stuck to their backs. The fastest person had only completed one-third of the extra training. Zhang Heng was still paddling, maintaining a moderate progress. Bach was the worst. His training load was the highest among all of them, and after doubling the training load, he naturally increased the load the most.
Now, he looked as if he had just been fished out of the water. He stared at Gaby, who was not far away, with his eyes wide open.
Gaby, on the other hand, did not seem to feel Bach's anger and resentment. He looked at the trainers walking back and forth among the crowd without saying a word, urging those who wanted to take a break to continue training.
Finally, one of them could not stand it anymore. He threw away the training sword in his hand and shouted, "I want to eat, I want to eat!!! Even if you want to train, let us eat first. "
His words also won the approval of most of the people present, but not many people responded to him. Only three to five people responded. Although the rest did not speak, the look on their faces showed that they agreed with what Gaby said from the bottom of their hearts.
Gaby walked to the guy who threw away the training sword and said coldly, "Pick up your weapon."
Usually, the person who threw the sword would not dare to disobey Gaby's order. But now, perhaps he felt that his request was reasonable, or maybe he felt that there were so many people behind him, the guy who threw the sword was a little bolder than usual. He did not bend down to pick up his training sword.
"Very well, you don't have to train if you don't want to. Go to the mine with the guy named Varo the day after tomorrow," Gaby said.
The person who threw the sword was shocked when he heard Gaby's words. He suddenly realized what a stupid thing he had just done. The life and death of these slaves were in Gaby's hands. It was just a matter of a word from Gaby.
Mark Reuss was not here, so Gaby was the king here. But it was too late for him to beg for mercy now. Gaby seemed to be determined to use him as a bad example. After saying this, two trainers stepped forward, grabbed the sword thrower from both sides, and dragged him out of the training ground.
The latter struggled and screamed, "You can't do this to me! Let me be a gladiator! I can make more money!"
"Do I look like I'm short of gladiators?" Gaby said calmly. The reason why he made such a decision was not only to set an example for the others to train well, but also because he was in a bad mood.
It was fine that Habitus was unwilling to obey his orders. After all, Habitus was a veteran of the gladiator school and a celebrity in the arena. But who was this kid in front of him? He even dared to use his own value to threaten him. As long as he was willing to spend money, he could have as many people as he wanted.
At the end of the day, apart from Bach, no one else was irreplaceable.
Just as the person who threw the sword was about to be dragged out of the training ground, the two trainers suddenly stopped in their tracks.
Gaby frowned. The person who threw the sword was overjoyed, thinking that Gaby had changed his mind. Unexpectedly, Gaby's gaze went past him and landed on another figure behind him.
"Why did you come back?" Gaby asked.
"The performance is over. I came back to train," Varo replied. Varo replied. His appearance had changed a lot. He had shaved off the beard that he hadn't shaved for several weeks, and his hair had been cut short. He looked a lot more energetic. Most importantly, his eyes finally had life in them. He was no longer indifferent to everything. It could be seen that he was in a hurry when he did these things. There were a few cuts on his cheeks from shaving.
"Didn't I tell you that you don't have to come back?" Gaby was indifferent, as if he did not see the changes in Varo.
"You also said that you would give me three days. The third day is not over yet." Varo was not afraid. Instead, he said calmly.
"Interesting." Gaby was not angry when he heard what Varo said. He paused and said, "I am a man of my word. In that case, I will keep you until tomorrow's sunrise. However, I have just doubled the training load. Those who fail to complete the training will still be sent to the mine."
"I will not be sent to the mine," Varo said firmly.
"I think we will know the answer to this question soon." Gaby raised his chin. "Let's go back to training."
The person who threw the sword seemed to see hope when he heard Gaby's words. He quickly said, "I know I was wrong. Let me continue training. I promise to work harder than anyone else."
"No, I have someone to fill your position now. You are even less valuable now. I hope you like the air in the mine." Gaby waved his hand and asked the trainer to drag the person away.
On the other side, Zhang Heng whispered to Varo who was carrying the wooden pole, "Welcome back."
"Thank you." The latter also sincerely said. He did not care about anything before, but it did not mean that he did not know what happened in the outside world. Varo knew that Zhang Heng fought with Bach because of him, and Gaby was willing to give him three more days. Obviously, it had something to do with Zhang Heng.
"You are a true friend. If I can survive tomorrow morning, I will repay you in the future," Varo added after that.
In fact, Zhang Heng was quite curious about what happened to Varo. Why did he reignite his fighting spirit after he went to the arena? It couldn't be that he was moved by the gladiator's performance, could it?
However, this was not the time to chat. The two only exchanged a few words, and Gaby noticed them. So, Zhang Heng wisely shut his mouth.
…
It was not until two or three o 'clock in the night that people finally finished their training. Zhang Heng was among them.
Gaby was not completely inhumane. He even asked the chef to leave some food for them, but it was already cold. However, no one had the strength to complain at this time. Everyone quickly went to bed after finishing the food.
In the end, only Varo and the trainer were left on the training ground.
At this time, Varo's body was almost at its limit, but he still gritted his teeth and did not give up. In the middle of the training, he even fainted from exhaustion. After he got up, he did not say anything and went back to training.
Early the next morning, when Zhang Heng came to the training ground after breakfast, he found that Gaby was already there, talking to Varo's trainer. After a while, Gaby snorted coldly, "I don't know what you are persevering for, boy. So what if you finish all the training before sunrise? A new day of training will begin after sunrise. What do you plan to do?"
"Hatred." Varo wiped the sweat on his forehead, and something was burning in his eyes. "There is no power stronger than hatred, right?"
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