At that moment, Reis returned to the carriage, and everyone stopped whispering.
After a short while, the carriage entered Dark Night City.
Within a massive cylindrical building.
Lin Da and his companions were escorted through a long, dark passage. As they neared its end, the light suddenly brightened, and a wave of cheers flooded in, along with the thick scent of blood from the Arena...
Around an amphitheater reminiscent of the Roman Colosseum, men and women excitedly clutched some kind of tickets, shouting loudly:
"Number 174, you've got to survive, I bet 1000 pounds on you!"
"Girl of number 35, try to last thirty seconds, okay!"
"Number 36 is pretty too, what a pity."
Numbers had been affixed to Lin Da and his team members; they were 34, 35, and 36, respectively.
Right in the middle of the Arena, a rectangular scoreboard was suspended in the air, displaying the current number of people at 100,
