Xia You’s sleep was interrupted halfway through, making it difficult to fall asleep again, so she simply stayed awake.
The questions left over from the day seemed clearer in the darkness of night.
From Xia Yu to King Hammurabi to Queen Cleo, these figures were from different times and spaces. "Military Road" was like a historical chain, binding these unrelated figures and all players together.
(Are you awake?) While Xia You was sleeping, Little Eight also analyzed the events happening outside of Prehistoric Space in "Military Road."
"I’ve been thinking, if there’s a commonality, it’s that all these kings and queens I’ve met are significant historical figures. They were heroes shaped by the times, and their lives and deaths changed history. It’s just that now, the changes are still within an acceptable range," Xia You shared her organized thoughts and analyzed them with Little Eight.
(Yes, it started with making Xia Yu ally with the Tushan Tribe earlier, then the theft of the Hammurabi Code, and now the life and death of Cleopatra. The consequences of these events will gradually become apparent. The key issue now is whether you want to go and find Queen Cleo.)
"Yes, I promised her I would safely see her out of Rome, that’s my mission," Xia You affirmed.
Little Eight did not stop Xia You as usual; she seemed to have fallen into deep thought again.
The phone screen lit up, this time not with a call but a text message.
"Xiao You, I’m sorry, please give me a few years." Signed: Loving you, Minghang.
(This guy is really naive,) Little Eight mimicked Mo Xixi’s tone.
Xia You stared at Ren Minghang’s signature, dazed for a moment, a thought flashed through her mind, "Ling, I love you." Her phone dropped onto the bed, and Xia You trembled. Who was it, who had told her those words?
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Lu Xun had to muster a great amount of willpower to force himself to exit "Military Road"; he needed to rest properly.
The severe cold of December engulfed the entire room as Lu Xun took off his jacket. His body was still caught between the excitement and exhaustion post-battle; the position on his chest where he’d been punched still throbbed subtly.
"It’s already the tenth match, and my opponents are getting stronger. The Gladiator Arena in Rome really lives up to its reputation." After being forced out of the castle that time, he rushed to Rome City. Upon arriving, his first stop was the military station, hoping to elevate his skills by taking on more missions. The head of the military station in Rome, upon understanding his purpose, showed him a clear path: to become one of the gladiators in the Gladiator Arena.
After Octavian took power, he expanded the territories several times, and along with the vast lands, countless slaves were acquired. Most of these slaves were thrown into the Gladiator Arena for the entertainment of the nobles and freemen.
And on this basis, "Military Road" implemented certain reforms, further expanding the range of participants in gladiator duels, including the struggling and some of the poorer freemen, allowing all players to register to fight.
For players, becoming a Gladiator not only allowed them to enjoy honor but also to accumulate military merit depending on the number of matches and the strength of the opponents. For Yijie, who was eager to enhance his strength and military rank, the Gladiator Arena became the best choice.
Lu Xun stood up; the match a quarter hour earlier nearly cost his life. In the last moment, he blew off the head of the black Major who spoke with a North African accent. He did not know what kind of consequences his death in "Military Road" would bring to the other. However, the spot on his chest where the opponent’s blade scraped was now completely numb.
"This is a twisted game," Lu Xun, like the other players in "Military Road," had yet to realize the impact "Military Road" was making on their lives and jobs. He only knew that "Military Road" did indeed improve his combat abilities.
The shooting competition in the Rand Military District was about to begin; with the multiple live-fire shootings in "Military Road," his hit rate had now reached over ninety-five percent.
"Xiao Ling’s birthday party is coming soon," Lu Xun looked at the Ding Family’s garden, where decorative flowers had been set up, and the drained swimming pool was transformed into a small dance floor.
The memory of that "Ling" and the present Ding Ling were hard to reconcile. However, Lu Xun was no longer the homeless orphan Lu Xun of years past. Ding Han and Wei Ruqin had hinted to him separately in the last few days, telling him to marry Ding Ling soon.
Actually, without their further urging, he would take care of Ding Ling for a lifetime anyway. Lu Xun still remembered after losing "Ling," he frantically searched every corner of Bazhou for three years for her, "Ling" had left him saying, she was going to find her dad. Lu Xun didn’t know who "Ling"’s father was, but he recognized Wei Ruqin.
Once he occasionally saw Wei Ruqin sitting in the car on the street, he followed her all the way to the Ding’s villa, and thereafter, he heard Wei Ruqin affectionately calling that person seated in the wheelchair, who both in temperament and appearance was unlike "Ling," Ding Ling.
"I promised to take care of Ling for a lifetime," Lu Xun sighed. An ambiguous figure flashed through his mind, the shadow of "Number 0" who had tricked him several times. He wondered if she was in Rome City now, if so, she should have received his message by now. Lu Xun faintly sensed that he had developed feelings for Number 0 that he had never felt for anyone else, but for the sake of Ding Ling, he had to maintain a certain distance from Number 0. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to cast your recommendation votes and monthly tickets at qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)