Bug in survival game

Chapter 91
A prison worker glanced at the slaves in the cage with disgust, "Numbers 001 to 050, line up in order."

After that, the slaves numbered in the range of 001~050 voluntarily came out and queued up.

Su Tingyu looked at Fatty and Qin Qi's numbers, one was 072 and the other was 094, while her own was 044, within the 50th.

Without Su Tingyu speaking, Fatty said, "Go ahead, boss, I will take good care of Brother Qin."

"Well." Su Tingyu didn't go out in a hurry, a prisoner was reading the number, but she hadn't read her yet.

Su Tingyu looked towards the player group. There were several players whose numbers were higher. When they were called, they had a dark face and had to go out to line up.

The fat man donated a whole coat, Su Tingyu tore off a long piece of rag, and tied the brick-sized medicine box to his left thigh to secure it.

The medicine box cannot be left here, neither Fatty nor Qin Qi have the ability to keep it.

Some players who haven't given up can only grit their teeth when they see Su Tingyu's operation, secretly cursing Su Tingyu for not talking about martial arts.

"044."

Hearing his number, Su Tingyu walked out briskly.

"...050."

After the prison worker read the last number, he led the team into the elevator.

In the elevator, Su Tingyu carefully paid attention to the number of floors down. There were eleven floors in total. The cage where the slaves were located was the tenth floor underground, and the warehouse at the beginning was the second floor underground.

The elevator stopped at the seventh underground floor.

After going out, it was still a long corridor, but I kept walking along the road, and gradually I could hear some sounds.

The slaves were taken to a hidden stand, with iron bars, but with a good view of the outside environment.

A square Colosseum opened up several underground floors, surrounded by rows of auditoriums, which were already full of people.

In the center of the Colosseum, there is a circular colosseum made of marble, with a large iron cage on it, and the inside is empty.

There is no doubt that it is the "stage" for human and animal performances.

Outside the iron cage, a tall and thin man with a white face in a pink suit is standing, holding a microphone, and is energizing the atmosphere with passion:
"Good evening, gentlemen and ladies! Welcome to the monthly Beast Fight, I'm your favorite Smita!"

"I announce that the first night of the beast fight officially begins—"

"Tonight, 50 pets and 50 performers carefully raised by the head of Chris will perform on stage. The protagonist of each performance is one animal and one person, and the performance time is 5 minutes..."

From the tall and thin host who seemed to have a few layers of white powder on his face, Su Tingyu probably understood the so-called "performance" rules.

That is, 50 slaves are required to face 50 beasts, and the slave who insists on not dying for 5 minutes can end the game.

And the slave who can't hold on to 5min, the ending may not be too good.

"...Let's look forward to how many performers will walk down the Colosseum tonight with healthy hands and feet! And which performer can take the lead with the best performance and get a 'wish gift'? "

The host warmed up for 5 minutes, and the first slave was about to "perform" on stage, and his performance "partner" was a vicious wolf.

After persisting on the arena for less than 3 minutes, he was bitten by the neck by the big bad wolf. After struggling to no avail, he died slowly.

The big bad wolf ate big pieces on the stage, brutally eating the flesh and blood of dead slaves, while the audience shouted and cheered wildly in the audience, as if they were fighting chicken blood, their expressions were very excited.

At the end of 5 minutes, a trainer took the big bad wolf away, and the second performance began.

According to this time distribution, there can be ten performances in one hour, and the order in which the slaves will appear is also arranged from small to large.

After a few performances, Su Tingyu realized something was wrong.

The beasts on stage are more ferocious than the beasts that are generally kept in captivity, and they seem to have wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans... No, it should be that they seem to be able to fully understand human language and behavior.

(End of this chapter)