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After he entered, the place had been almost completely renovated. The wild style had been changed and it was now in line with the luxurious style of the City of Tears. The originally spacious battle platform was now filled with various entertainment items. The original stands were also changed into food and private rooms surrounded by screens. The underground area had changed drastically. There was a small platform surrounded by chairs. There were two insects fighting on the platform, but they stopped just enough.

There is a smell of blood, but no familiar death. There are two boxes under the stage. Before each fight begins, they will throw Geo into the boxes. When someone wins, a group of insects cheer, and a group of insects are dejected.

Then some bugs in uniform will put Geo on a plate for the guys who are cheering for victory.

The ghost also unconsciously shifted his gaze. When Green saw his father's performance, he knew that the other party really wanted to go on stage. To be honest, when he saw this small stage, he also had a desire to go on stage and fight, as if he was standing in the center of the stage and giving everyone a gorgeous show.

"Father." He deliberately lowered his body and whispered in the ghost's ear. "If you need anything, please allow me to make some arrangements for you first."

After all, this wasn't a spacious duel arena, and the bugs that could get on it weren't as free and unrestrained as before.

In fact, he did build a lot of things of his own in Hallownest, but this place is not one of them and has nothing to do with him. However, this does not prevent him from having a good discussion with those sensible people.

He believed that those people would listen to his advice.

If Green hadn't held it back, the ghost might have stood up in the stands as soon as the winner was decided. After all, it didn't quite understand the rules and regulations, and wasn't very good at following them.

Apart from the rules brought about by the battle itself, such as challenges, fights like this one where there were clearly bugs behind the scenes were not within his scope of consideration.

But generally speaking, it has no desires or demands.

Green looked at his father who was sitting obediently in the chair because of his words. Without any hesitation, he turned around and prepared to cause some trouble for those nobles.

In fact, Green knew very well that the word "well-behaved" had never been suitable to describe his father. After all, he could hardly count the blood on the other's hands.

He couldn't protect his father well enough, and he even needed his father's protection, but he still couldn't stop fantasizing that even if he could help the other person in some trivial things, it would be a precious memory.

Just like purity also urgently hopes that it can do something, as if it wants to use something to prove the value of its existence. After all, purity has always been needed since its birth, even if that need seems overly cruel and bloody, it is still needed.

Now the burden on him suddenly became lighter. Even if it was simply concealed well, Green could still find the other party's uneasiness. Otherwise, the other party would not have established his own knight group, which could even be regarded as half a fanatical church.

In fact, isn't that the case with Green?

He fanatically seeks the value of his existence and proves his ability to stand by his father's side. This is a kind of arrogance, an arrogance that cannot be erased.

266 Thunderous Means

This arena was originally a bloody and cruel place where naked insects were eaten. Few could come out alive. Countless spectators used the lives and deaths of other insects to inspire their own bloodiness, and regarded their fights for honor as a lively drama. These were all crimes that were laid bare and never concealed.

Later, with the beginning of new prosperity and the establishment of rules, this place inevitably fell into stagnation and even decline and destruction.

Later, this place was transformed into a good place for entertainment, but the so-called entertainment was just a bright and beautiful coat covering this layer of sin.

When you lift it up, you see the deeper evil underneath.

Here we will not eat the insects' bodies, but only destroy their spirits, crush their souls, and destroy all their beauty and hope in life. The rest of their lives will be left with only unfilled desires and shaky branches.

Those insects who had all their money taken away and even owed a huge debt could only cling tightly to the crumbling branches on the edge of the cliff. Under them was the bottomless abyss of desire, waiting to swallow them up.

I don’t know how many bugs have fallen into the sweet trap, and finally lost everything, becoming red-eyed gamblers. They were either thrown out and died in an unknown corner, or wandered around, coaxing with sweet words in the hope of getting help from some fools.

As for the people in charge here, do they know this cruel reality? Of course they do, but they are happy with it.

Because their accumulated wealth has almost become a number, the miserable appearance of those insects makes them laugh even more.

In the past, insects killed insects, but now insects eat insects. It is hard to say which one is more cruel.

But if you say it's the same, that's not entirely true. Maybe now it's just a layer of skin, and then there will be a layer of flesh and blood, and in the end, even the skeleton will become completely the same.

But not yet.

A rather heated argument broke out in the luxurious box, at least among the few insects who were sitting there and claiming to be nobles.

"I won't agree to this. This is not only about giving up our own interests, but also our reputation. We act according to the rules, and they should also follow the rules. Otherwise, if the rules are broken, no one will be willing to follow them. It won't benefit us, but it will be extremely harmful to them."

The bug in the gorgeous robe could barely maintain some dignity and said some serious truths, but the straight body he stood on was obviously a forced act of calmness. Everyone knew that Green was a ruthless evildoer who didn't follow any reason, and his usual elegant appearance was all a disguise.

If they didn't know very well that ghosts basically wouldn't attack any non-hostile insects, and that Green was just an obedient insect next to the ghost, they would have scattered like birds and beasts, taking their wealth and running as far away as possible.

Another bug, who looked much fatter than him, immediately began to refute the other's words. "Rules? They make the rules, and do you think we really haven't broken them? Everything we do is skirting the rules, or even violating them. If we hadn't handed in enough Geo, and those idiots above us were so hedonistic and concealed the truth from... us, do you think we'd still be standing here?"

"So what? Give up all the reputation here? Even if you're willing to give it up, I can't. We've worked so hard to get to this point, and we've gone through so much blood and hardship. We haven't even figured out why they're here yet. It's really foolish to just give it up like that."

There was a lot of heated debate over there, but there was only one bug who kept silent and did not participate in the discussion. He was even too far away and sat down in a more secluded corner.

That guy was the one who had been standing at the front door and greeted the three ghosts with a smile.

He watched this farce coldly. These guys in front of him had just woken up after the plague was lifted. They had not experienced that era and were confused by the immediate interests. He did not argue or plan to run away. He just calculated in his mind what interests and value he had, so that it would be convenient for him to switch sides at the first time.

There was no point in arguing. If that guy wanted to kill them, there was no point in running. If that guy was determined to kill them, they would probably be chopped in half, burned to ashes, or strung together like candied haws and hung there to be torn to pieces by crazy gamblers before they could even take two steps.

"I hope my arrival has not disturbed your enjoyment."

While everyone was still arguing, Green had quietly entered the room and stood aside. Under normal circumstances, he might have watched their argument with interest for a while, but now he was working for his father, so there was no reason to delay.

The atmosphere here suddenly dropped to freezing point. Those bugs were not stupid, and none of them dared to speak loudly, which made Green feel a little disappointed. However, the ones who danced the most happily had already died so badly that not even ashes were left. It was normal for the remaining people to be more or less vigilant.

The bugs looked at each other, and then the fattest bug spoke.

"Isn't it inappropriate to just barge in without any notice?"

He carefully considered his tone and tried to express his dissatisfaction in a tactful way.

But Green just looked at him, a look of contempt, and he burst into flames without even a scream, leaving only ashes on the ground.

"I don't have time for your hypocrisy." He flicked the insignificant dust from his fingers, never looking directly at the insects. "So I say, listen."

"My... God, I'm going to go on stage and play your so-called competitive games. I hope you can be absolutely fair and just. Do you understand me?"

The remaining bugs stood there in a daze, some of them not understanding the strange meaning in Green's words. Only the one who had planned to defect immediately set off and went to make arrangements without stopping.

"Well, it seems you have made your choice." He sighed regretfully, as if feeling sorry for the other party's choice. He snapped his fingers lightly, igniting a flame in the confused eyes of the remaining insects.

The raging fire devoured all the evidence of the existence of those people. After all, in his opinion, the operation of the entire Fool's Arena only required one bug to maintain it. As for the rest of the guys, they were all unnecessary waste in this bloated system.

Trash has no value in existence, especially since their existence itself has already had a negative impact on the country. He doesn't mind getting rid of those guys early. As long as there is a smart person who can take charge, the rest will not matter.

267 What does it mean to make money while lying down?

When Green returned to the ghost, a worm had already come to inform it, and the ghost went on stage without any doubt.

Even though Green knew that ghosts could see malice, he didn't care about it, so he didn't have any doubts at all. He had no inclination to kill the other party unless they took action. If they did, it would not be too late to kill them all.

But Green still felt that this was the ghost's trust in him and was happy about it.

It jumped lightly and stood on the platform, forming a sharp contrast with the other's tall body.

The other party was not an original resident of Hallownest, so the moment he saw the ghost, the face hidden under the mask couldn't help frowning.

"You're brave, kid," he said. "A fight to the death isn't for a kid like you. I don't care what they think. We're here to fight, and I won't allow anyone to defile it, not even larvae. I'll do my best to spare your life, as the rules say, but I won't do anything else, let alone hold back."

The other party spoke a long string of words, and the ghost heard it all, but didn't take it to heart at all. Some old customers under the counter recognized the ghost and were trembling and dared not speak.

Although Green was very annoyed by the other party's words, he would not interrupt his father's fight, which was not a challenge at all, for no reason. The other party would be scared and taught a lesson when his father was fighting, so he should not choose to take action at this moment.

Now he deeply knows what to do and what not to do?

The people on the stage are ready to start fighting, and the people below the stage are also ready to bet.

Green took a look and was about to discuss with Chunchun when Chunchun took out the unlucky Geo, whom they had killed before, from the void. When he saw this scene, Jiedu couldn't help but turn his face away, and the expression on his face was not good.

Green did not have the authority over the void, because he was almost about to merge the power of nightmare and fire and was about to walk his own path. Naturally, he could no longer borrow the way of the void.

The ghost's odds were much higher. This wasn't a sign of underestimation, but rather a blatant bribe. Green saw through the other party's trick, which was even considered a huge investment. He chuckled calmly and without hesitation placed all his Geo on the ghost.

As for those bugs, those who knew ghosts also paid money without hesitation, because they had experienced it and knew how much exaggerated power was contained in the body of that seemingly small creature.

As for the newcomers, they didn't have that much foresight. They all said that they would not want to waste the money even if it was a little less. They raised handfuls of Geo and pressed them on the unknown nobody.

But listening to their cheers, the other party may have a high reputation here, but that's all for now.

Such a compact platform is not suitable for flexible movement, which is designed to encourage them to engage in the most brutal fighting, rather than the so-called slow dodging, consumption and looking for opportunities.

No one wants to watch that kind of boring fight. Of course, if one side is running away like a helpless little animal, they are also happy to see that kind of one-sided massacre with some natural oppression.

They will be even more excited.

When the battle started, the opponent raised his weapon and rushed forward without any hesitation. He had no idea what was going on. It was probably because he felt that it would be too much of a waste to deal with such a small guy with any method or vigilance.

The ghosts just watched quietly, as if they were scared silly. The bugs that defeated the other side had already started to prepare for enthusiastic cheers, not only for the upcoming Geo, but also for the one-sided slaughter that would follow.

Until the opponent came to the front, the bone nails in his hand stabbed down with great force. Just talking about the force, it was considered good, at least compared to the insects that the ghost had dealt with.

He didn't feel the familiar touch of the insect when it was hit, nor did he feel the dull sound of hitting the shell, nor did he feel the slight stickiness when it pierced the flesh. He was a little confused and thought that the insect had rolled off the platform. He lowered his gaze to the bottom of the platform, but was met with many frightened eyes.

He had some uncomfortable premonitions, but the time was so short that he couldn't react. The ghost flashed by and was already behind him. With two seemingly light pokes and swings, the opponent fell down, and blood flowed all over the floor from the wound he had pierced.

The ghost could sense that the other person was hanging on for a breath, but had just fainted.

The medical team that was ready to go immediately rushed over and carried the bug away, so that the ghost who was holding the soul in his hand and was about to treat the other party silently withdrew his hand. However, perhaps because his hand was too short, no one noticed his little action except the ghost and Pure who were staring at him.

There was silence in the stands at first, and then the loudest cheers broke out. As for those guys who had staked all their fortunes and lost everything, they knelt on the ground and wailed. Those gamblers who had lost all their money wanted to accuse them of cheating.

How could such a tiny larva possibly defeat an adult insect?

Although they were surrounded by cheers, they no longer had the heart to find someone who knew the truth to ask. With nothing left, they just wanted to prove the casino's alleged cheating and force the other party to hand over all of Geo, preferably all of it.

But before their plan could unfold, before they could even utter vicious words, the scorching flames burned them into empty shells, and they fell.

The moment they fell, only a few people noticed, thinking that they fell because they had lost so badly and couldn't accept it for a moment. The rest of the people were immersed in cheers and began to look forward to the next game.

The insects serving this entertainment venue were also very perceptive. They carried the fallen insects out one after another. The light weight frightened them, and the dents left accidentally made them sure that these insects were dead and only empty shells were left.

But none of them dared to speak out, and they just silently took away these dead people who had nothing left.

They are not worried that there will be bugs coming to their door, because they have seen too many gamblers who have lost all their money. Maybe they had some friends in the past, but now, except for those who are stubborn and not very smart, there will be no more bugs who will come to them without knowing the situation.

The cheers from the audience continued. Those who had fallen were easily cleared out, the silent people were infected, and those who got the money became even more crazy.

268 What does it mean to be ignorant of the danger?

Today is destined to be a sleepless night of carnival, but there is no distinction between day and night here.

A mountain of Geo surrounded Green and Chunchun, and a swarm of black bees diligently nested on them, counting them one by one.

Gold, silver and iron are mixed together and piled up.

Geo is actually not that big. The small Geo is about the size of a coin, and the golden one is a little bigger.

It’s not that there aren’t some bugs that want to take advantage of the situation to fish in troubled waters, but unfortunately, those bold bugs who dared to take action are still lying unconscious not far away, and even those who wanted to argue are lying on the ground.

However, these Greens did not take action. Even the Greens themselves found the ability of these swarms of bees to protect things difficult to deal with. Therefore, after seeing them faint, they were too lazy to hit them a few more times, so as to avoid being suspected and causing trouble for the ghosts.

At first they thought that the mastermind behind the arena would not tolerate their insolence, but instead they dragged those who fell to the ground far away to avoid affecting the viewing, and warned them not to touch other people's wealth. They would not be responsible if anyone got into trouble due to theft, robbery, etc.

After hearing this notice, all the bugs put away their bold ideas.

As for why they piled up the front row so high, it was because of the swarm's desire to control the ghosts' items. When the ghosts won the game, they thought that the Geo they won were theirs. Of course, they didn't take too much here. They really only took what they should have taken.

However, most of the bugs used the chips they had in their hands to exchange for Geo after the end, but the swarm of bees took all the things in one go without caring about anything. They originally wanted to send them to the ghosts, but there was still a fight going on there. If they went up and drilled into the void now, they would probably be judged as cheating.

There will be too much trouble by then, which is not good.

So all these things piled up around Chunchun and Green.

By the time the final winner was decided, when the ghost jumped off the platform, the hill that Geo had chased him into almost submerged Chunchun and Green.

When the swarm of bees saw the ghost coming down, they immediately picked up all the money, scrambled to disappear into the cloak, and returned to the void.

The ghost glanced at Chunchun and Green, and without saying much, walked out straight away.

Only now did this carnival farce end, and almost all the gamblers were happy, except for a new person in charge.

He covered his heart with his hands with a look of heartache, watching the ghost walking further and further away.

But in the end, he just had a cold face.

Being alive is the greatest luck. Compared with those dead people, he is already grateful enough.

It's a pity that the money taken away by the ghost alone is probably 1/10 of the arena's reserves. He is not worried about the money seized by other insects. Sooner or later, they will spend it all here again. If they can be rational and stop, they will not appear here.

However, the savings in the arena have indeed been emptied. If all the bugs insist on exchanging their Geo at this time, they will find that it is not enough.

Fortunately, almost no insects think so. They are immersed in the carnival, having a beautiful dream that they never want to wake up from.

The gate of the Fool's Arena is always open, magnificent and golden, as if it were daytime. Few insects that enter can leave, as if they have been swallowed by the giant insect, leaving no residue.