The darkness faded like a tide.

Before Zhang Heng opened his eyes, he heard deafening cheers and screams, the sound came from overhead, mixed with the roar of wild beasts, but the roar was very close to him, probably less than a meter away.

Even Zhang Heng, who has always been calm, was taken aback.

What is the concept of one meter, for a fierce beast like a lion and a tiger, it is a pounce, and it is coming in an instant, if he is on guard, Zhang Heng may be able to barely dodge, but considering that he does not know the specific location of the beast now, and with the end of the 5 seconds to the end, it will take a certain amount of time for Zhang Heng's eyes to recover vision, although this time is not much, but at this time any delay is fatal.

If the situation is really what he imagined, it can be regarded as an infinite mortality rate of the door to the door.

And it stands to reason that dungeons, especially ordinary dungeons, should not have such a dangerous opening, even if they are based on survival.

The next moment, Zhang Heng regained his vision.

The first thing that caught his eye was the lion in front of him, and the previous cheers seemed to stimulate it, making it also stand up and let out a low roar, as if it wanted to attack Zhang Heng, but it couldn't get out of the cage where it was held.

Zhang Heng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this, and then he found himself standing in a dark and smelly room.

The cheers continued to come from above his head, and there was another man beside him, holding a clay bowl of raw meat, looking fearfully at the lion in the cage.

He was supposed to be a slave in his dress, wearing a short-sleeved coat and a pair of slippers.

And Zhang Heng found that he was also dressed similarly.

Before Zhang Heng could say hello to the buddy beside him, a person with a whip outside had already rushed in, waving the whip in his hand while constantly shouting something in his mouth.

Zhang Heng had to congratulate himself on the fact that he had spent a long time learning languages in the Black Sails copy, including Latin, and the official lingua franca of ancient Rome was Latin.

Of course, after all, there have been more than 1,000 years in between, and there are still many differences in pronunciation and final tone, for example, the ancient Romans would separate a and e into a pronounced sound, and they would sound like k when they were in the C sound, and there would be a lot of modulation and frustration in it.

Zhang Heng had the feeling of listening to dialects, and it was basically only after guessing that he could hear that the other party was questioning why they hadn't finished feeding Kunta.

Needless to say, Quinta was naturally the name of the lion in the cage in front of him, so after that, Zhang Heng took the bowl of meat from the hands of his companions beside him, poured it into the cage, and cooked for Quinta to eat.

The lion, named Quinta, finally stopped roaring after eating the meat.

However, the guy who looked like an overseer didn't seem to be satisfied, yelled again, and made a gesture to whip someone, Zhang Heng's companion immediately shrank his head and hurriedly ran out of the house, Zhang Heng followed behind him, and after leaving the overseer, he took the initiative to ask, "Hey, what's your name?" ”

The other party didn't seem to understand, so Zhang Heng repeated it again.

"Do you speak Latin?" This time the guy finally understood, and a look of surprise appeared on his face, "I'm Varro, what about you?" ”

"My name is Zhang Heng." Zhang Heng also made a brief self-introduction, paused and said, "Please slow down your speech speed when you speak, my Latin is not very good." ”

"Okay, okay...... Zhang Heng, it's a pleasure to meet you, no, it should be said that I am unfortunate to meet you here. Varro laughed.

"We're in the arena now?"

"Yes, more precisely we're in the arena underground right now."

"Oh, no wonder you can hear these cheers, what are the people up there cheering?"

"Don't you know, they're executing condemned prisoners, and I've sat there before, cheering with them." Varro couldn't help but look gloomy when he talked about the past, "But now ......"

"Did the Romans execute death row prisoners in the arena?" Zhang Heng asked.

"Yes, it's a tradition, they'll sentence the condemned to the beasts, and then the hapless ones will be brought here, by the way, let's talk as we go, Partita told us to clean up the mess, and if we delay the gladiator show later, we'll be whipped again."

Zhang Heng noticed that a flash of fear flashed in Varro's eyes when he talked about the gladiator performance, but now was not the time to ask about such a thing, he still followed behind the other party, and the two of them quickly walked through the tunnel lit with oil lamps to the ground.

The arena they were in was not too big, and it was clearly not the Colosseum, as it would later be famous.

But there are also several floors of the stands, with about six or seven thousand seats. It was almost full, and that was where the cheers and screams came from, and the audience shouted to kill him! Kill him!!! Everyone's face was filled with excitement, as if they were watching a big show.

And one of the two protagonists of this big drama has bitten off his throat, and the leopard has also gouged his belly with his claws and began to tear his internal organs, the blood has gathered into a stream under his body, his entire face has been blurred with blood, his nose and eyes are gone, and the bones of his face are clearly visible.

And the other condemned prisoner, although still alive, was completely frightened when he witnessed this scene.

He was now sitting on the other side of the arena, and it could be seen that he was living well before he was caught, all the fat on his body was trembling together, and he watched in horror as the cheetah ate, and the arena deliberately did not feed the cheetah for a period of time before the execution, which increased the aggressiveness of the cheetah, as well as the entertainment of the performance.

The spectators in the stands, though they had just witnessed the death of a man, were clearly not satisfied, because the fat man on the other side was still alive, so they began to urge the trainers, and the two trainers poked the leopard with long poles, interrupting the leopard's feeding, and forcing it towards another condemned prisoner.

Seeing this, the fat man wanted to get up and run, but probably because his legs were weak, he couldn't get up from the ground after two attempts. Instead, it caused a burst of laughter, and a cheerful atmosphere permeated the stands.

Finally the fat man stood up, but unfortunately the leopard also walked not far from him at this time, the fat man turned around and began to run away, but the speed of the two families was not comparable at all, the fat man's escape stimulated the cheetah, and the latter almost jumped on the fat man's back, and Zhang Heng no longer felt that there was any point in watching the scene after that.