My brother is so cunning.

The classification of black boxing players is based on the level of cultivation, which is divided into four levels: foundation building, golden elixir, primordial infant, and returning to the void.

As for the transformation and Mahayana, monsters or human cultivators with such cultivation naturally do not need to fight black boxing to earn meat coins. They can make a living by doing anything, even if they go to a new energy factory to sell their bodies as batteries and soak in a jar for a year, they can earn ten years of food expenses.

That's right, in the extremely capitalized monster alliance, selling your skin to the power plant is also a means of making a living.

Many monsters with high cultivation have no culture and their innate magical powers are not suitable for making money, so they simply choose to sell themselves to support their families.

In addition to being able to buy their skin to generate electricity in the electric field, they can also sell blood, sell bone marrow, or participate in the pill test of the Jinling University Medical School.

Unless the innate magical power has special lethality, the monster alliance military generally will not recruit immigrant monsters into the army. High cultivation and fighting skills may not necessarily make a name for themselves in the monster alliance system by force.

After all, ordinary people can reach the fairy level by wearing the latest version of the fairy-level Iron Man armor. Wen Rui does not need them to be cannon fodder when he recruits a group of monsters.

Being able to live a clear life, live like a human being, and pass on the diverse genes is Wen Rui's greatest expectation for the monsters.

Underground black boxing gyms are definitely not allowed to be opened in the main urban area, not because the players will be injured or killed in the fight, but because it violates fire regulations and involves gambling and requires high taxes.

Although the murder case must be solved, both parties will sign a life and death agreement before the fight. The spirit of the contract is highly respected in the Monster Alliance and is regulated by special laws.

After signing the life and death agreement, if the fight dies, according to the contract, the other party does not need to bear legal responsibility.

Gambling is also allowed in the Monster Alliance, but the official supervision is strict, it is difficult to obtain a license, and the business tax is also the highest.

Black boxing gyms are mostly opened in shantytowns to avoid taxes. The big boss behind the scenes is not necessarily a gangster in the shantytown. Maybe they are hiding the shadow of big figures in the upper city.

Wen Rui ate popcorn, looked at the two contestants on the stage with huge differences in physique, and muttered: "What is the Civil Affairs Department of Binhai City doing? That cat has two children to raise. Is it necessary to fight so hard? No matter how you look at it, there is no chance of winning. There is no way to break the defense."

With just one glance, Wen Rui can retrieve the personal information of all citizens of the Demon Alliance from the big data system. From the file of the black cat contestant, she immigrated to Binhai City three months ago. The household registration is a family of three. They are from the south of Xiniu Hezhou, a small country further south of the Peacock Dynasty.

This cat has only one record of breaking the law. The record says that she picked up garbage with her children to eat. After being discovered by the police, she refused to be arrested and fled. She was very agile. Air support was used to arrest her and she was released the next day.

Her realm is only the initial stage of Jindan, and her cultural level is illiterate. Her two children have entered the kindergarten and primary school in Binhai City, and have also signed up for many after-school tutoring classes.

Binhai Kindergarten is not covered by the nine-year compulsory education, so the immigrant demon is not qualified to attend a public kindergarten. The private kindergarten her youngest daughter attends has good conditions, so the cost is not low.

Her son's primary school is free, but he still has to pay for books, school uniforms, stationery and other expenses. In addition, some of them cannot keep up with the progress of their classmates and need tutoring after class to catch up, which is also a considerable expense.

Obviously, an illiterate, low-level, and no special skills and magical powers of an immigrant cat demon single mother, relying on odd jobs in the city, can definitely not afford the education expenses of two children.

Many immigrant demons simply choose to drop out of school or leave them to the school. It doesn't matter what they learn, as long as they can get a free nutritious meal from the school.

This cat mother attaches great importance to her children's education and provides her children with the best educational conditions, but if she wants to make enough money, she has to engage in dangerous work such as underground black boxing death fights.

Wen Rui couldn't help but feel a little sympathy for the cat mother. Obviously, although the cat was uneducated, it was definitely not bad in knowledge. It understood that only by studying could the next generation change their fate, so it provided the best education conditions for its children at all costs.

Sympathy is sympathy, and he didn't intend to care. There were too many miserable monsters in the world. Could he manage them all?

Instead, the Demon Alliance highlighted the increasing corruption of the upper class and the social welfare and education system of the lower class. He needed to think about the solution.

The battle was about to start. The cool-dressed demon girls holding signs had already finished their rounds and returned to the stage to show off their bodies.

A weasel spirit relied on its small size and agility to squeeze through the crowd and came to Wen Rui and Kong Xuan, rubbing its hands and smiling, "Two bosses, do you want to place a bet?"

The guests who could spend a thousand meat coins to sit in the front row were definitely not here just to watch the fun, and they were likely to place a heavy bet. The weasel in charge of betting naturally had to come forward to talk.

"Is it necessary to place a bet? The difference in strength is too great, isn't it?" Wen Rui waved his hand and said, "This isn't a weapon fight, is it? That big stupid rhino is just standing there and being scratched by a cat. It can't be killed even if it's scratched all day. It can't break its defense at all."

"Not necessarily, boss. It's also possible to drag it out until the time is up and the points determine the winner."

The weasel is very good at selling. He smiled and said, "The odds are so high, maybe there will be a big upset, and you can make a lot of money."

Wen Rui narrowed his eyes, and he knew clearly in his heart that the weasel had no good intentions. The rhino spirit nicknamed 'Armored Chariot' seemed to be just thick-skinned, but in fact, there was a special innate magical power on the rhino horn, which could cast an instant immobilization spell.

This information is clearly written in the big data archive. Many of the rhino's victories seem to be due to his high martial arts and accurate boxing skills, but in fact, he secretly cast a spell to freeze the opponent and kill him with one punch.

Please...collect 6...books...!

Although the cat demon is very agile as an opponent, according to the analysis results given by Jarvis, the victory rate is close to zero, and the mortality rate is as high as 60%.

The reason why it did not reach 100% is that the demon alliance has surgical medical technology as a backup, and the black boxing arena has hired highly skilled doctors to stay on site to minimize the mortality rate of players in order to carry out sustainable fishing.

Moreover, a few deaths a year are acceptable, but if too many die, the impact is too bad, and the city government will also crack down on it.

Kong Xuan, who was sitting next to Wen Rui and licking ice cream, smiled: "You bet 10,000 meat coins on the cat demon for me. I think the kitten has a great chance of winning."

The weasel quickly flattered: "Hey, this chicken boss is still as discerning as a torch. Fortune and wealth are sought in danger. The last time the mouse demon defeated the elephant demon, it was beyond everyone's expectations. The customers who bet on the mouse demon made a fortune all of a sudden."

Wen Rui was stunned, and casually took out a stack of banknotes from his bag and handed it to the weasel without counting: "Listen to my brother chicken, bet all on the cat demon."

After the bet, Wen Rui released his spiritual consciousness, opened his divine eyes, and stared at the cat demon for a long time, but he didn't see anything strange at all. It was obviously a little demon at the initial stage of the golden elixir, with nothing special.