"Because you successfully advanced in a 'Canfly-level' competition, you now have a personal agent... that is me." The agent gently pulled his tie, "I will be responsible for your future battle arrangements, and you don't need to be in a cage like before, but you officially participate in the Puniska Super Fighting League and have more freedom."

"Can I go out?"

"Uh..." The agent's expression was obviously stunned, "This...it depends on what you mean by 'going out' now. You will get an independent, huge physiological preparation room and a living environment that suits your physical habits, but you have to leave the super-limited arena..."

"You may have a chance if you play the most advanced event."

The agent said, shrugging his shoulders and looking at the side of the aircraft room:

"Actually we are outside now, and the organizer's aircraft will carry us to your 'new home'."

A hustle and bustle diluted the roar of the aircraft engine, and a deformed panel popped up from the side of Turing, turning into an image outside the aircraft—

A towering city.

The super building that goes straight to the top and cannot see the end is covered with streamlined surfaces and large pipelines, like a starry sky ship inserted upside down on the ground, covering the entire gray sky. Countless floating vehicles pass by the building, and the sky station is surrounded by passers-by waiting for the bus, and their bright and beautiful clothes are like a pile of colorful sugar particles that cannot be seen clearly.

Compared with the entire city, the aircraft in which Turing is located is like an inconspicuous little black dot.

Holographic projectors shine around the sky, false fireworks explode, and the cold and warm colors of neon lights reflect on the particles floating in the air, presenting a colorful scene.

As the aircraft he was in approached, Turing saw the "sugar particles" standing in the mezzanine of the super building swaying. Some of the suspended cars passing by the aircraft slowed down, and the camera's flash was flashing inside. Two spherical aircraft equipped with turbine wings surrounded both sides, and the searchlights swept around, like escort.

But Turing saw the symbol suspected to be a TV station on it.

“It’s spectacular, right?”

The agent said, stretching his head halfway in, looking at the monitor in Turing's cage:

"This is the courtesy of the 'Newcomer King'. The crowd is cheering for you, and the people from the Tumi TV Tower are also here... Glory, glory..."

Turing's Hawkel's nostrils were visible to the naked eye, and a stream of white air spurted out from between his mouth. The agent reached in half of his head and shrank back in fear. He took out a black veil from his suit pocket at an extremely fast speed and wiped his face: "You..."

“Show me the 'manual'.”

"manual?"

The agent was stunned.

"That's not something you've seen since you 'coming in'..."

"Show me."

The dull voice was in a tone of no rejection. The agent scratched the big back on his head, and his hands were pressed against his straight hairstyle:

"Okay OK, I'll go find them... Is it because of the pressure war or the small malfunction of the consciousness stack? Is it some kind of amnesia... It doesn't seem to be as relaxed as I imagined..."

The agent muttered to leave, and when he returned to the cage, he had a small holographic projector in his hand:

"This... do you need me to help you put it?"

Turing looked at him silently.

"Okay...it seems nonsense..."

The green light presents a detailed picture manual, Turing slightly raised his spirit, and the beast's eyes flashed over the contents above.

【criminal.】

[You have committed unforgivable sins against God’s people, and thus you have been deprived of all rights as a man and a citizen.]

【However, according to the law, everything has a turning point--】

[Through the final verdict of the Great Holy Grail, you are locked up in a special physical prison. Here, you need to play the most passionate event of every day - the Super Fighting Beast. However, the protagonist has changed from 'them' to you.]

[You may be depressed, confused, disappointed, and feared. But this is the emotion you should have before you commit a crime. Now you are in a cage, but an opportunity is presented to you--]

[Win the crown and become the strongest super-limited beast, this will win you the highest glory of Puniska and even restore your identity as a human being.]

【Perhaps, you can successfully defend your glory.】

This is the opening remark in the manual.

In Turing's opinion, this text is full of quirky and deception.

After this, a detailed explanation was given to the fate of the "prisoner":

Survive the first battle and participate in a random promotion match, you can advance from "Canfly" to "Survival" and become a formal newcomer of the Super Beast Fighter.

In other words, the battle Turing participated in before was like an "audio" of an entertainment competition."

But the protagonist is a criminal, and the price is life.

After that, the successfully advanced Beast Fighter will get an exclusive agent to arrange for him to be in the "survival level" event.

A league system with accumulated competitive points, climbing up layer by layer through points, and points also serve as a common currency for monsters and brokers, purchasing physiological upgrades and providing funds for brokers.

The next level of "survival" is called "plunder".

The prefix of Kjaka [Wang Ting Evil Beast] is the event level that stands at the top of the food chain. At that level, the super-limited beast fighting has become a household name in Puniska.

The criminal, becomes a bloody actor, and then becomes a star? The absurd world.

This is Turing's evaluation.

Since [Wang Ting Evil Beast] has stood at the top of the food chain of the Super Colosseum, then Kejaka's commissioned target "Yasen Crow" is also a [Wang Ting Evil Beast]?

The new information brings more questions.

"What is the Great Holy Grail?"

After browsing the above content, Turing asked his agent.

The other party showed a look of surprise:

"you……"

He opened his mouth, looking like he didn't know what to say, then threw down the Turing in the cage and called the technician on his own:

"Hey! It seems that something went wrong with Mr. Blaze!"

Under Turing's silent gaze, several people wearing special white coats walked in and conducted several minutes of testing next to their cage:

"Mr. Blaze's condition has been stable for the time being. The amnesia you described may be the reason for the hind brain stack being oscillated. After all, it is a synthetic body, and such glitches are very common."

The technician briefly explained Turing's body by detecting the cannula connected to Turing's body.

Inside the cage, Turing glanced at the cannula behind him. At the same time, the damaged part he was suffering from fighting Stan was undergoing high-speed metabolism. The new arm had grown, but unlike the first time when the new arm was directly grown, the forelimb was still very young and tender at the moment.
Chapter completed!