"So, are you the new trainer? I thought you would be a more experienced guy." The butler of Taixi's frowned, squinted his eyes, and looked up and down at the young man in front of him. He did look like a slave, and his body was exposed to wind and sun and hard labor, but the older the trainer, the more experienced he could be, and he could handle various situations better. The one in front of him was only in his twenties. What could he do?

"It turns out that you prefer a guy who looks more experienced than someone who is actually more capable." Zhao Mai sniffed, revealing his buck teeth, and posing a silly smile. He didn't like this dress, and it looked like his intelligence was reduced by two levels. However, Kotande repeatedly guaranteed that the disguise was safe, and there was a risk of being exposed, but it might increase the number of times he was whipped.

Sure enough, people who claim to be a normal person but think that they are higher-level people are unwilling to talk too much to the silly-looking likes. The housekeeper turned his eyes to the slave merchant next to him, lingering with his eyes on him, and then said: "If it weren't for the fact that the slaves recently collected and served Lord Witch King, which led to excessive famine in the market, I wouldn't have bought such a trainer."

"Yes, a trainer is now a hot item." The merchant gently rubbed the butler's hairy hands and said in a close tone: "I know you have always taken care of me."

Seeing the two men flirting, Zhao Mai suppressed his disgust, but he still looked stupid and waited to be taken to the manor in Taixi's place. Unexpectedly, after a big circle in Tyr City, he finally returned here and became a slave in Taixi's name. However, after hearing that Rikas had lost his right hand, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​going to the Halfling Forest to see the biological abilities and demanded to come to the Gladiator Camp very firmly.

The incident of Ricas losing his hand gave him a lot of inspiration, and by analyzing the Taurus's action pattern, he inferred some rules. For example, first of all, he understood that "history" and "events" can be changed, but they cannot be carried out roughly. There must be a "degree" consideration. Cutting off one of Ricas's arm is something that can be done, but cutting off two makes him unable to throw, or killing Ricas is definitely something that cannot be done. Perhaps it is because it is not in the interests of the Taurus, or perhaps it is because the will of the planet will prevent this matter. Therefore, it is very important to master a "degree".

Second, the reason why the gold coins of fate are named for fate rather than "traveling through" gold coins may be related to the changed "historical events" and the "fate" of the people in it. The motive of the Taurus is to collect more gold coins of fate. After knowing this and analyzing his actions, he can deduce the behavior method he abides. If it is simply to make the biggest change, then killing the slave Rikas is the easiest way to directly prevent the witch king from being stabbed. Or warn the witch king for this matter to strengthen defense, or even just erect a low wall in front of the witch king's stands that day, and history will be completely modified.

But the Taurus did not do this. He only had one of Rikas' right hand. He did not fill Xiao Wei with bombs, and then buried the masked alliance in the underground ruins. Zhao Mai could only understand that what they, the outsiders, could do was restricted and might not be able to do "extremely".

History has its inertia, and the will of the planet also requires the Witch King to be killed. Looking at the level of the entire world, Zhao Mai regards himself and the Taurus as "external forces". The interference they make needs to be corrected and compensated by the world. Zhao Mai has seen the power of planetary will to disturb destiny, and perhaps this is the most essential force produced by the gold coins of destiny.

Everyone likes more fate gold coins, but at that time, when a malicious impact was hit in the air channel, the Taurus had already become Zhao Mai's enemy. Therefore, for the Taurus, there was no option to "turn around and walk away, watch the tide rise and fall of the wind and clouds", and there was only "death fight".

Although the historical trend seems to have reached a dead end, there is still a glimmer of hope. Zhao Mai believes that the death of the beast trainer is too coincidental, and it may be this glimmer of hope. He wants to return to the protagonist of the incident and become a beast trainer is his best choice, and then the opportunity comes like this. Could it be that he can become a gladiator with his physical fitness and combat ability, and then be beaten to death as a training opponent? As a beast trainer, he can still rely on the skills of the druid.

The beast cliff is separated by a wall from the training ground. Five round-shell beetles and seven desert war lizards occupy the two largest beast cliffs, and there is also a separate cement cage with three black-scale ghost lizards locked in it. A terrible predator who is more ferocious, night-time action, legendary invisible.

"Griffin, you're calling this name, right?" The housekeeper followed Zhao Mai, raised his hand and pointed to the cage in front of him. "These are the things you want to serve. Let them move, produce honey, fight, and in short, the master has to do whatever he wants. When I'm not here, you will listen to the words of the gladiator Percy, do you understand?"

"Of course." Zhao Mai showed a harmless smile.

"Okay, don't die so quickly. It's a troublesome thing to buy another animal trainer." The butler shook his hand and was unwilling to stay in this place full of beast smell for a moment. He covered his nose and walked away.

OK, the first thing to do is to communicate with these creatures. Zhao Mai stood in front of the beast bar of the round shell beetle. Three of them looked very familiar. I carefully identified it and found out that they were purchased from the market himself!

The scene of being robbed by a templar and then becoming a slave was like yesterday, but the pain and fatigue seemed to have lasted for a year. However, these round-shelled beetles have been taken care of, and their daily life is to eat, produce honey, and be beaten by gladiators. Zhao Mai hooked up at the beetles, used the druid's natural force skills to try to understand the animal's ideas and establish emotional communication.

The round-shelled beetle shook its tentacles on its head, and the six limbs around its mouth, which looked like fingers, could not help but open and close, and the sticky mucus covered with sand slowly dripped down. The beetle looked at Zhao Mai with its small round eyes, looking very well-behaved.

But Zhao Mai always felt a strange feeling of uneasiness. At this moment, he received a spiritual hint. ‘Come here, beast trainer, I’ll show you something good.’

Zhao Mai looked at the round-shelled beetle in surprise. This was the first time he knew that this creature actually had psychic powers! Generally speaking, only creatures with sufficient intelligence could produce imagination and thus psychic powers. Moreover, there must be correct training methods and certain media in it.

Being able to communicate with the supernatural powers will of course be more convenient than emotional communication established with the Force, and the information conveyed is more accurate and richer. But why did this group of round shell beetles let the trainer enter?

He immediately thought of the deaths of the three previous beast trainers. Didn’t they just eat them by round-shelled beetles? Now looking at their small round eyes that kept blinking, there was a clear flash of cunning and gluttony in it. It was no wonder that the information feedback from the natural force made him uncomfortable.

Ha, I just don’t know how smart these round-shell beetles are! Using natural force and psychic power to influence wild beasts at the same time is a brand new thing for both the psychic warlock and the druid.

After thinking about it, Zhao Mai changed his strategy. The message sent by the Natural Force changed from "friendliness" to "submission", and then he inserted it into the spiritual communication of the round-shelled beetle. 'Do you want to eat me? Do you want to eat the invincible king?'

The round-shelled beetle twisted and looked at each other twice, "He would also talk in his mind," and "same kind of food?" information is constantly exchanged.

‘You can never eat me in the world in your mind, and I can eat you.’ Zhao Mai said.

‘We don’t believe it, we don’t believe it can’t eat you.’

‘Okay, imagine it. Come and eat me, I will retreat, you can’t eat me.’

The round-shelled beetle shook his head: 'I'm faster than you, I'll chase you, I'll eat you.'

‘Every time you shorten the distance between you and me, I am also moving, so I create a little more distance, right?’

‘Yes, you can move that little bit.’ The round shell beetle was put on.

‘When you chased the new distance I created last time, I moved again, creating a new distance again.’

‘This is right.’

‘So every time you shorten the remaining distance, I will create new remaining distances, and so it keeps cycling, so you will never catch up with me. Unless you can teleport, will you teleport?’

The round-shelled beetle did not answer, and its mind was completely confused. This question about the limits of mathematics completely exceeded its ability to understand. Soon, the action of trying to solve the paradox consumed all their own psychic powers. Zhao Mai took advantage of the situation, and coupled with the effect of the natural force:
Chapter completed!