Son of the Silencer

Zhou Zhe's promotion match was categorized within the Black Iron level.

At this very moment, many people on Earth were watching the live broadcast.

The bullet comments in the live stream were flying.

"This might be the last time we see Zhou Zhe's gladiatorial match! Everyone, cherish it! Once this opportunity is gone, it's gone for good!"

"Why are they so afraid of Mr. Zhou Zhe? Personally, I feel Mr. Zhou Zhe is very approachable..."

"You think Zhou Zhe is great because you were born on Earth! If you swapped places with that 'little old man' character, you'd know what a terrifying guy Zhou Zhe is!"

"Mmm... I hope Brother Zhou Zhe can defeat his opponent and survive until the end!"

"Thank you, China, for the extraordinary information, and thank you, China's special envoy brother! Pakistan sends its blessings to Brother Zhou Zhe!"

"Survive, Zhou Zhe! Come to Bear Country sometime, and let's spar! Let's see if your Wind Element Body Tempering Technique and Wind Riding Blade Technique are stronger, or if my Alcoholic Battle Qi and Small Disintegration Fist are more powerful!"

"A big shot above! Catching him in the front row!"

"Patting the big shot up close!"

"Huh? What are Wind Riding Blade Technique and Small Disintegration Fist? Do they really exist?"

"Of course! Cosmic Gladiators are constantly improving! Their foundations and strength will continuously increase!"

"Ah, Xi Ba! Envy makes my cell wall separate!"

"Damn! Jealousy makes my skull split..."

"Stop messing around with memes! Everything they've achieved was fought for with their lives! Regardless of the character of the Cosmic Gladiators, at least their abilities and efforts cannot be denied!"

"I wonder who Brother Zhe's opponent is? I hope the opponent won't pose a threat..."

The man kneeling before Zhou Zhe, weeping profusely, naturally had a name.

His name was Wyatt Giles.

He had a wife who often complained about his lack of success but actually loved him very much.

He had a child who was just a month old and was crying to be fed.

He also had an elderly mother who could no longer work and needed to be supported.

But Wyatt Giles wouldn't tell Zhou Zhe these things.

The painful lessons taught to the Kindling World by the Cosmic Gladiators were vividly etched in his memory, and he never dared to forget them.

In Wyatt Giles's heart, the vast majority of Cosmic Gladiators were inhuman.

They wouldn't care if he had difficulties, or if he had family, friends, or a lover.

Once he was deemed to have no value, he might be killed casually!

No...

Not possibly!

According to authoritative data statistics, the probability of being killed was 99.8%!

Wyatt Giles hadn't lived enough, he still had the responsibility of supporting his family on his shoulders, and he didn't want to die yet!

So, he decided that no matter what, he had to demonstrate his value, to make Zhou Zhe feel that he wasn't a complete waste who could be killed offhand!

Zhou Zhe found the man's behavior a bit strange.

Were the native inhabitants of the Kindling World all so sensible?

"Tell me, how do you plan to help me?"

As soon as the words fell, Wyatt Giles, who was kneeling on the ground, immediately pinched his thigh, forcing his dazed mind to clear up.

He tried hard to make his thoughts move and stammered, "The fastest way, naturally, would be to go directly to the 'Nalala News Department'."

"As long as we find their highest-ranking official, have them cancel all currently broadcasting programs, and insert advertisements..."

"No! That's not right, it's to have them convey the message that the esteemed Gladiator wants to convey!"

As soon as this suggestion was made, Wyatt Giles immediately slapped himself.

Look at the suggestion he made!

Exposing Zhou Zhe's location to the enemy?

What if they thought he had ulterior motives?

"Sir, sir! Listen to me, this is the inferior strategy!"

"Although it's very efficient, I don't recommend you choose it!"

Wyatt Giles wiped his snot and tears with his sleeve, and said hurriedly, "Now, I'll tell you the intermediate strategy!"

"The intermediate strategy is to go to the 'Martha Information Department'!"

"They control big data; every move of everyone in the Kindling World is under their surveillance!"

"Even if they dream about eating something, their system will push similar foods the next day!"

"Within ten breaths... no, sorry, within about five hundred breaths, they can definitely help you find your opponent!"

Wyatt Giles, acting as a dog-headed strategist, became more fluent as he spoke: "I suggest you take the superior course of action! The superior course is to find the higher-ups in 'Senter Dreamland'! Use force to coerce... no, that's not right, reach a cooperative relationship with them, and borrow their armed personnel to help you kill your opponent!"

"Please rest assured! This method has been tested! It's within the scope of 'that person's' permission! In fact, 'that person' really likes unexpected gladiator methods and outcomes, and might give you more rewards!"

After speaking, Wyatt Giles tried to stand up, but his legs went numb from kneeling for too long, and he fell flat on the ground.

In the southeast corner, an exceptionally short bald man bit his lip tightly, looking at him with disdain.

This disdainful gaze instantly angered Wyatt Giles.

He immediately flew into a rage, pointing at the other person: "This guy works at 'Senter Dreamland'! Although he's not a high-ranking official, just a low-level technician, he knows the way, and he knows a lot of people!"

The other native residents in the elevator all lowered their heads, remaining silent, trying to hide the disdain and annoyance in their eyes towards Wyatt Giles.

However...

Zhou Zhe sensed a hint of schadenfreude from them that they themselves didn't notice.

"It seems those people in Senter Dreamland are very unpopular..."

Zhou Zhe's gaze shifted to the short bald man pointed out by Wyatt Giles, and he said gently, "Excuse me, can you lead the way for me?"

The exceptionally short gray-skinned youth had well-defined features, and Zhou Zhe actually found him quite... delicate.

The youth straightened his collar, stood up, and glared: "Don't even dream about it!"

"My father and mother both died at the hands of Cosmic Gladiators!"

"My sister and I hate Cosmic Gladiators the most!"

"It's absolutely impossible for me to lead the way for you damned aliens!"

"Three Kindle Flicker periods!"

"Just give me three Kindle Flicker periods of time!"

"After three Kindle Flicker periods, I will personally visit your planet and let you experience what I'm feeling today..."

Zhou Zhe's palm rested on the hilt of his saber.

Swish!

The phantom image trembled slightly, and only the crisp sound of the blade sheathing could be heard.

A flash of the saber, and heads separated from bodies.

Dark blood splattered all over the elevator, smearing the faces of the natives.

Zhou Zhe glanced at the nameplate hanging on the deceased's chest.

If he recognized the script of the Kindling World, he would have known that the alien hot-blooded youth he just killed was named "Jack Clark."

Zhou Zhe looked around, a harmless smile appearing on his face, his tone becoming even gentler: "Everyone present."

"May I ask if anyone is willing to lead the way for me?"

"I want to know how to get to 'Senter Dreamland'."

After a long pause, no one responded.

Zhou Zhe sighed and slowly reached for the hilt of his saber with his right hand.

"I know! I know the way!"

A stout, bald, gray-skinned man stood up: "Respected Cosmic Gladiator, I do not recommend you go to 'Senter Dreamland'."

"Because..."

"The young man you just killed."

"His real father is 'Senter Dreamland Silencer,' with the Kindling World citizen serial number S0001!"

(Zhou Zhe: I'm impressed! I can't even throw a brick without hitting a protagonist.)