48 Hours a Day

Gabi gave some more gladiators' notes after Markus left, and then left in a hurry to talk to Markus about unveiling the battle.

Bach did well in the final exam, allowing Gabi to pass customs clearance, even praised by Marcus, but Gabi was not too happy, but frowned slightly.

He has been in charge of Bach's training, so he is well aware of Bach's true level. He has always felt it would not be a good thing to push Bach to the front desk right now. In Gabi's original plan, Bach would have to undergo at least six months of special training to barely be the front door of the Victor Arena. It would not be a good thing to push him out too early, but Markus obviously had no such good patience. Especially when he saw Bach's outstanding performance today, all he could think about was how to build the latter into a new rocking tree as soon as possible.

Gabby doesn't know how to convince Marcus.

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The director's men had left, and only a few gladiators had just passed the training, and the atmosphere had suddenly become lively.

Even though the slave status has not been removed after the correction, the treatment should not be much better than before.

First of all, the previous deadly cruel training is gone. Although formal gladiators themselves must continue to train and improve their fighting skills, the strength will not be as horrible as before. Otherwise, considering the means of maintenance and rehabilitation of this era, gladiators will not be practiced several times before being abandoned by the school.

In addition, the accommodation conditions of many people are much better now, more than a dozen people were crowded in a room before, and the official gladiators are all in one room for four, the snoring noise at night is much lower, in addition to free massage and bathing, among which free gladiators can leave school at any time.

They can even stop attending school training, as long as they promise to be on time, such as Griff. According to him, his wife just gave him a son, he didn't even drink much wine, he left school and rushed home to carry the child. In fact, apart from such a homeless wanderer as Habitus, many freelance gladiators train at school and go home to sleep at night.

Slaves are not treated so well, but it is said that after more than a year of performing at the Victor Arena, they can also go out for air from time to time once they have been approved, as long as they ask Gabby.

Gabi also promised them that they would regain the status of free men as long as they were able to achieve a certain number of victories. Of course, the freed slaves would still be slightly lower in social status than normal Roman citizens, but higher than foreigners in Rome.

This is undoubtedly the most moving thing. Although it is more dignified than other slave gladiators, and there are a number of noble ladies who worship it, no one wants to remain a slave and be determined by others to live and die and sell it like goods.

Zhang Heng and Varo returned to their new home without drinking too much wine, and opened the door and immediately saw what Marcruz had described as a gift.

Only four female slaves were sitting quietly in the room and they had nothing on them, but there was no shame in their young faces. Instead, they raised their breasts, as if they were silently inviting the two.

However, neither Zhang Heng nor Varo had much response.

After so many rounds of copies, it is difficult to attract Zhang Heng to purely physiological stimuli. He is not refusing this kind of thing, but sleeping with someone who has no feelings for himself is difficult to obtain much happiness from it.

Varo himself was a married man, and there were many slaves in the family. He was not unfamiliar with this kind of thing, but his mind was not on it now, so he turned to Zhang Hengdao, "I intend to go to the school bathroom to take a bath. For so many days, we haven't washed properly. I feel like I'm going to stink. How about you? ”

“I'm with you.” Zhang Heng nodded.

Besides Caesar and the gladiators, ancient Rome was probably most famous for their unusual obsession with bathing.

Since the invention of the first hot tub by the wealthy merchant Gaius in the early 1st century BC, bathing has taken place at unimaginable speeds throughout the Roman Empire as part of the daily life of the Romans, and nobility and slavery, men, women and children, cannot refuse the hot tub.

Even in the rich Domus, however, few separate bathrooms are built, and the ancient Romans are more accustomed to bathing in public baths.

There are hundreds of large and small baths throughout Rome, the largest and most famous of which can accommodate 3,000 people at the same time, and the entrance fees for these baths are basically very cheap, taking the example of a large bath in Tourazine, where only 1 Guadelant (16 Guadelantes equals 1 Céstes) can enter the door, and where you can't even drink half a bowl of rich vegetable soup outside, which, according to Varo, is like a small city, where first-time entrants may even get lost.

However, Zhang Heng did not have a chance to meet for the time being. He and Varo are now going to the gladiator's school's own bathhouse, built specifically for gladiators and not open outside.

You can see the cigarette columns at the top of the bathroom far away. Naturally, the size of the building is not comparable to the outside bathroom, but there are a lot of things, such as the large pool just across the street from the door, which provides cold water, where you can swim, and the small swimming pool that goes around along the porch around is a small yard, which is a gym-like place, where two pairs of gladiators are wrestling, and the rest of you are standing around and watching, in addition to a man pounding a flour bag, it's kind of like a future generation boxer practicing with a sandbag.

Zhang Heng and Varo did not look much, went straight through the yard to their destination, and the three rooms behind the small yard symbolized hot, warm and cold water baths.

Varo quickly took off his clothes and left only a strap wrapped around his waist, which made him look a little like Tarzan the ape. Varo put his clothes in the closet beside him and then turned his head to Zhang Hengdao, "Come on, my Eastern friend, I bet you'll love the next feeling. ”

“You'd better not say such confusing words to me when dressed like this.” Zhang Heng took off his clothes as he spoke.

The two walked into the smallest hot tub on their left hand side, just pushing the door, Zhang Heng felt a heat wave, in addition to the steaming white water vapor, the stone columns of the bathroom were hidden.