The big head's face showed an unbelievable joy.

He immediately shook his head, his voice very deep: "I'm not hungry."

Yang Fei looked at him coldly, and casually tossed the potatoes in the bowl onto the ground.

"Suit yourself then."

As he spoke, he picked up a potato, chewing it slowly, no longer looking at the big head.

The big head looked at Yang Fei in confusion.

Based on his experience, if he rashly accepted Yang Fei's food, not only would he not get to eat it, he'd end up getting a vicious beating.

This was a trick the missing-ear big man Yi Suo often used.

He used it to test whether others had any covetous intentions toward his food.

But this time, after Yang Fei finished three or four potatoes, he went back to his spot and began cultivating Phoenix Extreme.

The big head slowly moved closer to the three or four potatoes on the ground, staying alert as he inched toward that fragrant food.

The big head was already so hungry he really couldn't take it anymore.

He made up his mind that even if he got beaten half to death, he'd chase away the hunger first.

The others all stared blankly at the potatoes on the ground.

They were all used to the brutality of the missing-ear big man, and were silently mourning for the big head.

By the looks of it, this fat guy was even more brutal than the missing-ear big man Yi Suo.

For the big head to dare pick up food he'd thrown on the ground, he was really tired of living.

The big head's expression grew more and more tense; suddenly he rolled forward.

He used his fastest speed to bite a potato; his teeth didn't even chew, he just swallowed it straight down.

The Jellyfish special ability creature noticed its companion's misconduct and instantly flew into a rage.

"Cucumber, what do you think you're doing?"

The big-headed Cucumber didn't have time to speak; he wolfed the potato down.

But because he swallowed too hastily, he choked and coughed again and again.

The Jellyfish special ability creature rushed to the big head's side; its long tentacle, like an Iron Whip, lashed toward Cucumber's face.

"You really have a death wish, touching the master's food. I'll beat you to death."

The Jellyfish special ability creature's tentacle left deep bloody marks on big-headed Cucumber's face.

But Cucumber didn't care at all; he kept struggling to swallow the food, completely like he'd gone mad.

The Jellyfish special ability creature grew even angrier, but just then Yang Fei reached out a hand to stop it.

"Enough, don't hit him anymore. This food was meant for him."

The Jellyfish special ability creature jerked in surprise, staring at Yang Fei in disbelief.

In its view, Yang Fei was playing cat-and-mouse.

Cucumber was just starving out of his mind and totally blind to the situation; now he was bound to be heavily punished.

Yet Yang Fei actually let Cucumber go.

Was this compassion, or did he have some other motive?

The others also stared blankly at Yang Fei, completely unable to understand his thinking.

Yang Fei knew these people had been locked up too long; their personalities and thoughts had become twisted.

He shook his head, sighed, and said calmly,

"Between people, and between people and Special Ability Creatures, there's no real difference in status or worth."

"We're all flesh and blood, all evolved from single-celled organisms. No one is inherently nobler than anyone else, and there's no such thing as a born master."

At this point, Yang Fei sat cross-legged, quietly looking at everyone, like a Buddha.

"Alright, you all can split this food."

"No need to fight over it. From now on, no matter how much food there is or how good or bad it is, we divide it equally."

Yang Fei's words instantly drew cheers from the people in the cell.

Except for the missing-ear big man Yi Suo, almost everyone's eyes turned red.

This was the taste of freedom, the feeling of being respected.

This feeling of being alive was really good!

The missing-ear big man Yi Suo silently picked up a potato from the ground and walked to a corner.

He chewed quietly; no one knew what he was thinking.

Two days later happened to be the Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Day of the Doomsday Prison; Yang Fei and Yi Suo both signed up according to the rules.

For Yang Fei, this was a rare opportunity.

Being able to get out for some air meant he could come into contact with more Martial Artists and search for Mad Blade's whereabouts.

For Yi Suo, however, this was a chance to take revenge and turn his fate around.

These two days and nights had almost driven Yi Suo mad from holding it in.

The once-a-week Ten Punishments Beast Fighting activity was the grandest event in the Doomsday Prison.

The prisoners cheered and rejoiced for the arrival of the festival.

Today was Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Day, and the food thrown into the cells had greatly improved.

If the administrator lords were feeling especially merciful, you might even see toasted bread.

Of course, for most strong ones, this was also a great chance to make a name and become famous in one stroke.

In the Doomsday Prison, if you could stand out, even dominate everyone,

then serving your time here was no different from life outside, aside from lacking freedom.

Everyone hoped to survive in the Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Arena and obtain a Star-level title.

Even a One Star strong one could gain fairly decent material living conditions.

Of course, for most Martial Artists, this was nothing but a guillotine.

The Doomsday Prison threw in hundreds of Martial Arts Experts and Special Ability Creatures at once.

They let these experts or Special Ability Creatures slaughter each other for fun.

It was like people making crickets fight.

Watching crickets fight desperately in a clay jar gave everyone a godlike sense of pleasure.

Moreover, such large-scale gladiatorial events were often accompanied by high-stakes gambling, which was the most exciting part.

Every strong fighter or Special Ability Creature thrown into the Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Arena had a number plate hanging from their neck,

and that number plate was the betting number for countless big shots, with stakes exceeding tens of millions of Gold Coins.

These Martial Artists were all selected at random; no one knew the other's strength.

And those who survived were extremely few.

If you placed bets on several number plates, and the owners of those plates happened to be killed, you'd naturally lose miserably.

But if, after you bet, the Martial Artist you bet on didn't die—"

then that Martial Artist who was bet on could be rated as a Star-level Warrior.

And the bettor could also win a huge amount of Gold Coins.

Yang Fei thought about this, feeling somewhat moved.

Violence and gambling could always stimulate people's hormones, making them excited, making their blood boil.

In this, whether it was the highly civilized Earth Space or this civilization-regressed, Barbaric Era-like Doomsday World, it was all the same.

Yang Fei silently thought this as he took in the spacious Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Arena.

This Ten Punishments Beast Fighting Arena, rather than an Arena, was more like a gigantic iron cage.

The massive iron cage was completely enclosed, covering about six or seven hundred square meters.

Metal mesh surrounded it on all sides, and the top was covered by the same kind of steel net.

The entire huge Beast Fighting Arena had only two doors for entry.

One door was for going into the iron cage, and the other was for leaving.

At this moment, around the iron cage there were already quite a few people gathered, clearly all strong ones who had come to participate in the Dragon Battle Arena duels.

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