48 Hours a Day

Darkness fades like a tide.

Zhang Heng heard the deafening cheer and scream before opening his eyes. The sound came from the top of his head. During that time, there was a roar of beasts, but the roar was very close to him, less than a meter away.

Even Zhang Heng, who had always been calm, was shocked.

What kind of concept is one meter? For a beast like a lion and a tiger, it is a punch. In the blink of an eye, Zhang Heng may be able to barely hide away if he is prepared, but considering that he does not know the exact location of the beast now, and with the end of the countdown of 5 seconds, Zhang Heng's eyes will take a certain amount of time to regain sight. Although this time is not much, any delay at this time is fatal.

If it's really what he thinks it is, it could be an infinite number of deaths.

As a matter of principle, copies, especially ordinary copies, should not begin to have this level of danger, even if survival is the main line.

The next moment, Zhang Heng regained his vision.

The lion in front of him appeared to be the first to appear in the curtain. The previous cheer seemed to stimulate it, making him stand up and shout. He seemed to want to attack Zhang Heng, but could not come out of the cage where he was locked in.

Zhang Hengmei relieved his breath and then found himself standing in a dark, smelly room.

Those cheers continued to come from his head, and there was another man beside him, with a pottery bowl filled with raw meat, looking in fear at the lion in the cage.

He was supposed to be a slave in a short sleeve and a pair of slippers.

Zhang Heng found himself dressed almost the same way.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to say hello to the fellow around him. A man with a whip has already rushed in, waving the whip in his hand and yelling something in his mouth.

Zhang Heng had to thank himself for spending a long time learning the language in the Black Sail copy, including Latin, which was the official common language in ancient Rome.

Of course, after more than a thousand years in the middle, there are still quite a few differences between the pronunciation and the tone of the tail, such as the ancient Romans who would separate a from e, and they would sound a lot like k at the time of c, and they would add a lot of depressing Yanton setbacks.

Zhang Heng had the feeling of listening to the dialect. It was basically even Mongolian guessing that he heard that the other party was questioning why they hadn't finished feeding Quinta.

Needless to say, Quinta was naturally the name of the lion in the cage in front of him, so Zhang Heng took the bowl of meat from his companion's hand and poured it into the cage to cook for Quinta.

The lion named Quinta finally stopped growling after eating meat.

But the guy who looked like the supervisor didn't seem satisfied, he yelled again, and he was going to be attractive. Zhang Heng's companion immediately shrugged his head and rushed to the outside of the house. Zhang Heng followed him and asked after leaving the supervisor. "Hey, what's your name? ”

They didn't seem to understand, so Zhang Heng repeated it.

“You speak Latin?” This time the guy finally got it. He had a surprise on his face. "I'm Valo. What about you? ”

“My name is Zhang Heng.” Zhang Heng also made a brief introduction, paused, “please slow down when you speak, my Latin is not very good. ”

“Ok ok... Zhang Heng, nice to meet you, no, it should be said that unfortunately I met you here.” Varo grinned.

“Are we in the arena now? ”

“Yes, more precisely, we're underground in the arena now. ”

“Oh, no wonder you hear these cheers. What are the people cheering on? ”

“Don't you know they're executing prisoners on death row, and I used to sit there and cheer with them.” Valo spoke of the past and was not blinded, “but now...”

“Are the Romans executing prisoners on death row in the arena?” Zhang Heng asked.

“Yes, it's a tradition, they'll sentence the condemned to the beast, and then the unlucky guys will be put here, and by the way, let's walk and talk about it, Patita, and let's go clean up the mess, and if we delay the gladiator show, we'll be whipped again. ”

Zhang Heng noticed that Varo's eyes flashed with fear when talking about the gladiator's performance, but now is not the time to ask this kind of thing, he followed each other behind him, and the two men quickly came to the ground through the tunnel with the oil lamp on.

This arena is not too big for them, and it is clearly not the famous Roman battleground of future generations.

But the observation deck also has several floors, almost 6,700 seats. It's basically all empty seats, and that's where all the cheers and screams came from before, and the audience shouted and killed him! Kill him! Everyone's face is full of excitement, like watching a big show.

And one of the two protagonists of the show had his throat cut off, and the leopard grabbed his stomach with his paws, and began to tear his guts apart, and blood gathered beneath his body into a stream, and his entire face was blurred, his nose and eyes were gone, and his face was clearly visible.

And yet another death row prisoner, while still alive, has been totally frightened to witness the scene.

He was sitting on the other side of the arena at the moment, and he could see that his life was good before he was caught, all the fat on him was trembling together, watching the leopard eat in horror, the arena deliberately not feeding the leopard for some time before the execution, increasing the aggressiveness of the leopard, and the entertainment of the performance.

The audience on the observation deck, although they had just witnessed the death of one person, was clearly not satisfied, because the fat man on the other side was still alive, so they started urging the trainer, who had to poke the leopard with a long pole to interrupt the feeding of the leopard and force it to another death row.

Fat men wanted to get up and run, but probably because their legs were soft, they couldn't get up from the ground twice. Instead, it gave rise to a laugh, and there was a happy atmosphere all over the stands.

At last, the fat man stood up, but unfortunately, the leopard also walked away from him at this time. The fat man turned and began to flee, but there was no comparison between the speed of the two houses. The fat man's escape stimulated the leopard. The latter almost fell on the back of the fat man while the scene after that Zhang Heng no longer felt there was any point in watching.