Mars was very happy with this freeze-dried meal. After eating three bags in a row, Mars finally leaned back on the chair with satisfaction.

Of course, the well-fed little leopard cub did not forget to thank the senior brother who paid for the treat.

"You're welcome, Mars, as long as you can maintain your high level in training, I will treat you to freeze-dried food often."

The answer from his senior brother made Mars very happy. After eating and drinking, Mars followed his senior brother to the deep diving ceremony area. After getting his promise from his senior brother, Mars felt that he had one more reason to persist, at least

Before you find a way to make money to support yourself, the first place in the weekly training competition will have extra freeze-dried food to eat.

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The deep diving area is behind the tower and is about the size of a medium-sized stadium. According to the senior brother, thousands of children used to attend the deep diving ceremony for every new apprentice here.

As for why there are only dozens of big dogs and kittens now, the senior brother said that it is all because the big groups paid higher prices to let the more talented children among the civilians join their training camps.

Is it great to be rich? It is indeed great.

The senior brother's self-questions and answers made Mars wonder where the noble psychic swordsmen in the story had gone.

"After all, human beings need money to survive. The so-called nobility requires more sacrifice, Mars." When the senior brother said this, there was no melancholy and unwillingness in his voice as Mars thought, but Mars

Si could hear the pain in his heart.

"Senior brother, no, senior brother is a good friend." Mars could only be so relieved.

This sentence made the senior brother smile and pat Mars on the head.

There is a sentry post at the entrance, where several mechanical guards and a group of semi-majority apprentices are registering.

"Brother Colt, who did he bring?" The leading catman from the Kate tribe shook his big ears.

"Our junior brother, aren't the first and second graders doing the deep dive test today? I'm afraid he doesn't know the way, so I'll take him to see it. He should be in the second grade now, right?" The senior brother asked while asking Mars to

Sign the list.

"It happens to be the second grade. By the way, this kid is the one who started the fight in the restaurant yesterday, right?" Senior Brother Kate asked while laughing.

"Yes, this kid has never been scared." Brother Colt replied with a smile.

"A good boy, he knows how to protect his classmates, and he also understands that dignity is protected by fists, not weakness. He is a man of great talent. Brother Colt, this kid has a good heart."

"Didn't I bring him to watch the fun? Come on, Mars, let's go." After saying that, the senior brother turned around and waved to Mars, and then walked out at the head of the crowd.

With half nervousness and half curiosity, Mars said goodbye to the Kate senior brother, then hugged his thick tail and followed the Colt senior brother.

As he walked up the steps, Mars heard the words of another senior brother who came over to chat with senior brother Colt.

"It's strange. We just received news that the leader of the Rasmus clan is here today. When did he know that this little naughty guy was here?" This senior brother looks young, but has a strong back and a big body.

Bald.

Mars compared it and found that he should only reach his waist.

In addition to the good news, this tough-minded senior brother brought other bad news to Mars and Colt.

The grandfather of the guy whose nose was knocked flat by Mars is also here.

It is said that they came from the north overnight, and the Keoti clan became united. It is estimated that the leader of the Rasmus clan came to support Mars - the Rasmus family, like Mars, is a big-tailed pan.

Si'ao is a snow leopard species. Pan Si'ao's clan is also addicted to clinging together.

Mars didn't understand at all, and as a Pansio cat person, Mars always kept a distance from his clan leader - after all, it was the clan leader who personally expelled his father and Mars from the clan when his father was undercover.

Therefore, Mars doesn’t know if this lord still remembers him, but as a legendary psyker, this legendary lord has a sharp eye, and it is possible that the sage has already told about Mars’ situation... so it is

Blessings are not disasters, but disasters cannot be avoided.

Mars followed the two senior brothers into the gymnasium, and passed another checkpoint when passing through the sinking channel - this was to avoid some guys getting stiff. It's not that the deep-diving potion is precious, but because it is three-part poison.

Twice a year is everyone's safety line, but three times a year is not necessarily the case. The tower cannot risk any accident by letting any apprentice get the third bottle of medicine from the tower.

Pass the checkpoint and enter the center of the gymnasium, which is already filled with restraint beds for students preparing to dive.

It is said that people are transformed into humans every year. In order to prevent the unlucky guy from being transformed into a human being from killing his classmates before the mechanical guards responsible for security arrive, every deep diver needs to use such a weapon.

As for the bed, if you are lucky, someone will help you untie it; if you are not lucky, this bed will be the back of the unlucky person.

"Hey, speaking of which, I have also been an apprentice for ten years. In these ten years of student experience, I have seen people deformed on the bed more than once, and eventually killed and taken away by the guards." Then.

A very strong senior brother sighed like this.

This is one of the reasons why there are checkpoints - when you drink the deep dive potion and mutate, the soul will face death, but the body will not.

In order to prevent certain gamblers from dying inexplicably, Gaota really tried his best.

At this moment, Mars suddenly noticed a boy on a bed suddenly screaming.

The senior brother sighed at the same time. He stretched out his hand and covered Mars' eyes.

But Mars can still see everything through his hands - in Mars' eyes, the world is black and white, his senior brother's hands are transparent, and the dark human figures are twisting and deforming, and the dead with expanded bone wings emerge from the human body.

After getting out, Mars squinted his eyes, because the whole world shone in an instant.

Then the dark human figure disappeared, and the senior brother put down his hand. Mars looked at the bed. There was only a few ashes left on the bed where a person was lying just now.

As the bed was being dragged away, Mars tugged on his senior brother's sleeve.

"What's the matter, Mars?" he lowered his head and asked.

"Is every deep dive so dangerous?" At this moment, Mars, as a cub, asked out of curiosity.

The senior brother responded to Mars with a nod in silence.

"Can you tell me why no one seems scared? Why do we all have to dive deep? What is the purpose of gaining power?" Mars asked as he looked at the people in the audience who were of different ages but all older than Mars.

road.

Mars himself understood that he wanted to gain power in order to avenge his father's murderer, but what about them, these future psychic swordsmen?

"A long time ago, our predecessors, the first generation of psychic swordsmen, swore that all the children in the world would have enough to eat." The senior brother smiled and put his hand on Mars' head.

"Why should the children have enough to eat?" Mars continued to ask.

"Because the instructor said that this is the tiniest and most possible fairness. It is much easier than bringing peace to the world or letting every innocent person be lucky." The strong senior brother from the Bill tribe looked at Mars.

"Are you even afraid of paying the price with your life?" Mars looked at his two senior brothers.

"The instructor said that in order to gain something, you must pay something. There is no happiness in this world that comes for free, and there is no beauty that falls from the sky. In order to create a better world, all we psychic swordsmen can give are the lightsaber in our hands and our own lives.

That's all." After the senior brother finished speaking, he looked at the field: "Death is not terrible. What is terrible is not being loyal to one's ideals. Cowards will die of shame. Do you understand, Mars?"

"He is a seven-year-old child, what does he know, Colt." Brother Bearman smiled awkwardly.

But they didn't see the perseverance on Mars' face.

No, senior brother, I have seen it, I have seen people die for their ideals, and I have even seen brave men die on rainy nights.

The wise man once said that life comes into this world with struggle, which means that life will not be a coward.
Chapter completed!