‘We no longer eat tamers’, ‘The new tamers are our king’. These strange messages were sent out from the brain of the round shell beetle and were learned by Butcher.

‘It’s better not to eat, so you won’t be whipped.’ Butcher closed his eyes and comforted these round-shelled bugs in a whisper. Compared to the complex and changeable humans, these beetles look quite simple and cute. ‘Be obedient and don’t be hurt.’

'Our king is going to deal with desert lizards. Those stupid reptiles don't even talk to each other' and will definitely surrender.' The gloating laughter of the round-shelled beetles came from the spiritual broadcast. Butcher waited for a while, and indeed waited for the follow-up news.' Lizards rolled all over the ground, not sure what it was for, but what the king asked them to do was do, which was better than tentacles!'

Butcher smiled bitterly in the black prison, unable to comment on the round shell beetle's state of "it's unlucky, so I'm very happy to see others' bad luck." After a while, the round shell beetle reported that all the beasts in the entire beast clan had surrendered. Butcher realized that the new trainer was indeed capable.

‘Hey, you don’t use your mind to communicate, you may be discovered by the trainer.’ Butcher was a little worried because the round shell beetle said that not all beetles can speak and communicate in the shell.

'It doesn't matter, our king will also speak like this with his brain. By the way, there is a problem I don't know if you can solve it!' The round shell beetle suddenly became very excited, 'This problem is that you will never eat me!'

‘I didn’t eat you at first.’ Butcher was a little confused.

Let me retell the problem that Zhao Mai used to harm the round-shell beetle, which was a fraud. Anyway, Butcher, who was locked in a black prison, heard the round-shell beetle's message, and there were new problems that needed to be considered. This was also a good way for him to pass the time.

After solving the problem of "who is the boss" in the beast clan, Zhao Mai's future work will be easier. As long as he gives orders, these creatures can now line up to eat, learn to wash their hands before and after meals, clean up their feces by themselves, and even take care of parasites on each other. So, he has time to do his own thing. He sneaks to the wall of the manor, whistle, and the reserve grain is transmitted to him with a thud, carrying a small white smoke.

"Come on, help me manage the beast clan in the future." Zhao Mai touched the grain reserve head and handed the job to it. "I want to go to the training camp next door to see. Just maintain the order of the beast clan, and then eat and drink well. By the way, don't be discovered."

The reserve grain was "wound" and said that he understood.

The training camp, separated by a wall, is a place where strong men and women gather. Whether it is a strength, agility or skilled warrior, they all follow the same rule here: obey the words of the trainer Percy. He was a bald elf with scars and sword wounds on his face, and a constant expression of anger that never changes. He was not strong, but extremely agile. He was best at hitting other people's lower bodies with sticks in his hand, and he also taught his gladiators in this way.

From afar, Zhao Mai heard him yelling loudly in the world's most vulgar language: "No matter what kind of battle it is, your target is only one, lower body! Smash it! (Then repeat this sentence with seven different common names)." In short, Zhao Mai already knew how to describe a part of the other party on the planet Atas.

Zhao Mai only saw Ricas. He was practicing his newly obtained right hand against the wooden stake in a corner of the training camp, which was to use the long sword above to chop back and forth. Because the prosthetic limb had only been installed for a short time, he did not dare to use force, but he just kept slashing, adapting to the weight and balance of the long sword, and trying to restore physical coordination as soon as possible.

As for others, most of them focus on training, either fighting against each other, or practicing the use of weapons. Some newly purchased slaves are training their physical fitness on the edge of the training camp, such as carrying large stones, lifting cement, or jumping up and down on the steps. Of course, the most important training is to follow the command and follow the rules, which runs through every day of all slave gladiators' lives.

Zhao Mai did not rashly contact Rikas. Although he could easily do this with his psychic power, who knows if there are any monitors here? When using the psychic power, it will always produce strange phenomena, light, or sounds, or a strange fragrance of flowers like Zhao Mai.

In fact, compared to flashes or sounds, on desert planets like Atas, the fragrance of flowers is the most likely strange phenomenon to arouse alertness. Everyone here has a good nose, and the sweet smell of flowers will be easily learned by them. This strange fragrance is likely to be related to the identity of Zhao Maidrui, and may be formed by the influence of the natural force.

Zhao Mai continued to dress up as a half-fool beast trainer, so his face was filled with a silly smile. After observing secretly for a while, Zhao Mai was surprised to find that the training camp was completely decided by the trainer Percy. Within two hours, more than seven waves of servants had come to ask him for various things, from food, training equipment to arranging female slaves to bed. The elf arranged the most stringent conditions for everyone with a very firm attitude, and announced that only the most obedient and satisfactory gladiators could improve their living conditions. The servants who came to ask had no objection and retreated obediently, just as Percy was the new master.

"You group of 'beep-'beep-', all listened!" The elves waved their whip while talking nonstop. After listening for a long time, Zhao Mai had to worry about whether his language would be ruined by him, and he became vulgar. He had already understood that the bald elf Percy was using this method to establish his authority, which should prove Zhao Mai's speculation: Percy became the temporary person in charge of the training camp.

In this way, things are much simpler. As long as you handle this trainer, you can control the training camp and at least take the initiative. Templar Tessian didn't know what to do, so the opportunity in front of you is once a lifetime.

"Hey, the fool on the wall, it's you, what are you doing? Get over!" A long whip flew towards Zhao Mai's face, but he didn't want to be in vain. Zhao Mai pretended to be frightened and fell from the wall, just avoiding the whip. Then he walked to the training ground tremblingly. After estimating the length of the whip and the distance from the nearest bunker beside him, Zhao Mai chose a safe position that was least likely to be hit.

"I am a beast trainer, I just came here, my name is Griffin." Zhao Mai replied with a chuckle.

"Beast trainer? How many days do you think you can live before the round-shelled bug turns you into feces?" Percy pinched his waist and laughed. "Life is limited, right? So, I see you pitiful, and decided to add a little color to your sad and destined short-lived life. A new female slave will be sent in a while. If you can fight a certain gladiator, I will ask you to choose one, how about spending a happy night?"

"What's the use of female slaves?" Zhao Mai continued to pretend to be stupid.

The gladiators burst into laughter, even the female fighters were no exception. "You can use it as you want." Percy felt that he had almost squeezed the gladiators this day, and he always had to give them some entertainment in the end. And among all the gladiators, there was another one he had to subdue. "Ricas, come here and introduce you to an opponent." The bald elf said maliciously: "I can't bully a fool, let someone who lacks hands fight you. Is this fair and reasonable?"

"He is not a gladiator, but an ordinary slave. I won't fight him." Ricas frowned. Such a battle was meaningless and lacked the joy of victory.

Zhao Mai was very happy in the dark, and he didn't expect that the opportunity to connect with Ricas would come so soon. So he seemed eager to try and smiled foolishly: "Okay, okay, just let him! I want a female slave, haha."
Chapter completed!