Chapter 166

"So you're the new trainer? I thought it would be a guy who looks more experienced. " Tessian's housekeeper frowned and squinted, looking up and down at the young man in front of him. He does look like a slave. His body has gone through wind, sun and hard work, but the older the trainer, the more experienced he is and the better he can deal with all kinds of situations. I'm in my twenties. What can I do?

"It turns out that you prefer the guy who looks more experienced to the one who is actually more capable." Zhao Mai sucked his nose, showed his buckteeth and put on a silly smile. He didn't like the disguise. It looked like his intelligence had been reduced by two grades. However, cotander repeatedly assured that the disguise was safe and there was no risk of being exposed, but it might increase the frequency of being whipped.

Sure enough, people who claim to be normal, but think they are higher in heart, do not want to talk too much with their peers who look silly. The housekeeper turned his eyes to the slave merchant next to him, looked at his raised buttocks for three points, and then said, "if it wasn't for the recent slaves who have been taken up to serve the wizard king, which led to excessive famine in the market, I would not have bought such an animal trainer."

"Yes, my Lord. An animal trainer is in hot demand now." The merchant gently rubbed the hairy hand of the housekeeper and said in a close tone, "I know you always take care of me."

Looking at the two men's eyebrows, Zhao maiqiang endured nausea, but he was still like a fool, waiting to be brought into the manor of taixi'an. Unexpectedly, after a big circle in tyre, he finally came back here and became a slave under the name of tessian. However, when he heard that Ricardo had lost his right hand, he immediately gave up the idea of seeing biological powers in the halfling forest and insisted on coming to the Gladiator camp.

The loss of his hand gave him a lot of inspiration, and by analyzing the Tauren's mode of action, he speculated some rules. For example, first of all, he understood that "history" and "events" can be changed, but they cannot be carried out rudely. There must be a consideration of "degree". It's possible to cut off one arm of Ricardo, but it's definitely impossible to cut off two so that he can't throw or kill Ricardo. Maybe it's not in the Tauren's interest, maybe it's because the will of the planet will stop it. Therefore, it is very important to master a "degree".

Second, the reason why the gold coin of destiny is named in the name of destiny rather than "crossing" gold coin may be related to the changed "historical events" and the "destiny" of the people among them. Tauren's motive is to collect more fortune coins. Knowing this, we can deduce his behavior method by analyzing his actions. If it's just for the sake of making the biggest change, killing the slave Ricas is the easiest way to directly prevent the Witch King from being assassinated. Or to warn the king of witchcraft and strengthen his defense, or even to erect a low wall in front of the grandstand on the day of the king of witchcraft, the history will be completely revised.

But the Tauren didn't do it. He only wanted a right hand from Ricardo. He didn't fill Xiaowei with bombs and bury the masked alliance in the ruins. Zhao Mai can only understand that what they, outsiders, can do is limited, and maybe they can't do absolutely.

History has its inertia, and the will of the planet also requires the Witch King to be killed. Looking at the whole world, Zhao Mai regards himself and Tauren as "external forces", and their interference needs to be corrected and made up by the world. Zhao Mai has seen the power of the planet's will to disturb fate, which is perhaps the most essential power of fate.

More gold coins of fate are popular, but when the channel of time and space is attacked maliciously, Tauren has become Zhao Mai's enemy. Therefore, for tauren, Zhao Mai's dictionary does not have the option of "turn around and walk away, watch the ups and downs", but only "die".

Although the historical trend seems to have entered a dead end, there is still a glimmer of hope. Zhao Mai thinks that the death of the trainer is too coincidental, which may be a glimmer of hope. He wanted to go back to the protagonist and become a trainer was his best choice, and then the opportunity came. Can he become a gladiator by his physical fitness and fighting ability, and then be killed alive as a training opponent? As an animal trainer, he can depend on the ability of Druids.

There is only one wall between the corral and the training ground. Five round shell beetles and seven desert war lizards occupy the two largest corral. There is also a separate concrete cage containing three black scale ghost lizards, a more vicious, nighttime action, and legendary invisible predator.

"Griffin, that's your name, isn't it?" The housekeeper followed Zhao Mai, raised his hand and pointed to the cage in front of him. "These are the things you have to serve. Let them move, produce honey and fight. In a word, the master has to do whatever he wants. When I'm away, you listen to bossy, the wrestling trainer. Do you understand? "

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

"Come on, don't die so fast. It's troublesome to buy another trainer." The housekeeper shook his hand, and for a moment he didn't want to stay in this place full of the smell of wild animals. He covered his nose and walked away.OK, the first thing to do is to communicate with these creatures. Zhao Mai stands in front of the shell beetle's stockade. Three of them are very familiar. Make a careful identification. They were bought from the market!

The scene of being robbed by the Templars and then turned into slaves seems to be yesterday, but the suffering seems to have lasted for a year. However, these beetles have been taken care of all the time, and their daily life is to eat, produce honey and be beaten by gladiators. Zhao used Druid's natural force skills to try to understand the animal's ideas and establish emotional communication.

The beetle shakes the antennae on its head, and its six finger like limbs can't stop opening and closing. The sticky mucus covered with sand drips down slowly. The beetle looks at Zhao Mai with its small round eyes and looks very clever.

But Zhao Mai always had a strange uneasiness. Just then, he received a hint from his heart. "Come here, trainer. I'll show you a good thing."

Zhao Mai looked at the beetle in surprise. It was the first time he knew that this creature had psychic powers! Generally speaking, only creatures with enough intelligence can produce imagination and psychic powers. Moreover, there must be correct training methods and certain media.

To be able to communicate with psychic powers, of course, is more convenient than the emotional communication established by the force, and the information transmitted is more accurate and rich. But why did the beetles let the trainer in?

He immediately thought of the death of the previous three trainers, which was eaten by the beetles? Now let's look at their blinking eyes, which are full of cunning and greed. No wonder the feedback from the natural force makes him uncomfortable.

Ha, I just don't know how smart these beetles are! Using the natural force and psionic powers to influence the beast at the same time is a new thing for both psychics and druids.

After thinking about it, Zhao Mai changed his strategy. The message from the natural force changed from "friendly" to "submissive," and then he inserted it into the beetle's teleportation. "Do you want to eat me? Do you want to eat the invincible king? "

The beetles wriggled and looked at each other. "He can talk in his head," they said? Food? " Such information is constantly exchanged.

"In the world of your mind, you can never eat me, but I can eat you." Zhao Maidao.

"We don't believe it. We don't believe we can't eat you."

"Well, imagine. You come to eat me, I step back, you can't eat me. "

The beetle shook his head: "I'm faster than you, I chase you, I eat you."

"Every time you shorten the distance between you and me, I'm also moving, so I create a new distance, right?"

"Yes, you can move that little bit." Round shell beetle.

"When you pursue the new distance I created last time, I move again and create a new distance again."

"That's right."

"So every time you shorten the remaining distance, I'll create a new one. So again and again, you'll never catch up with me. Unless you can transmit, can you transmit? "

The beetle didn't answer. Its brain was completely out of order. The problem of mathematical limit is beyond its ability to understand. Soon, the act of trying to solve the paradox consumed their own psychic powers. Zhao Mai took advantage of the situation and added the role of the natural force:

"Wang, the king who can never catch up with him." The beetle obeys.