Samsara: Open? The Boss Only Relies On Himself!

Frankly speaking, Spartacus is miserable, at least, Lin Luo thinks so.

Fighting under the threat of the ancient Roman legion, because he didn't want to be cannon fodder for the servant army, he fled back to his hometown, and was captured by the Romans again, and his wife was sold as a slave.

As for what will be experienced during this period, the cute new avatar who traveled through the past has a deep understanding.

In ancient Rome in this era, slaves did not have any dignity at all, and could be abused and killed by others.

What's more, Spartacus's wife looks pretty good. Lin Luo wouldn't believe this kind of slave if he didn't experience some storms.

Looking at Spartacus, who is melancholy and troubled and has no goals in life, the new avatar casts pitiful eyes.

In the past few days, there must have been dozens of hats on Spartacus' head.

I hope that Spartacus will not be too sad when it looks healthy, environmentally friendly and pollution-free.

This situation lasted for several days, and Spartacus neither trained well nor was indifferent to the ridicule of other gladiators.

"Hey man, are you worried about your wife?"

Looking at Spartacus sitting in the corner and looking into the distance without focus, he cloned Lin Lu and patted him on the shoulder.

"you?"

Spartacus looked at Lin Luo in shock.

It has been four or five days since he came to this training camp. He hasn't told anyone about his wife. How does this Easterner know?

"Brother, don't be surprised, the boss knows a lot of things we don't know"

Lin Luo's dog leg and pump Valo stepped forward to look at Spartacus, and said with a smile: "My boss uses magical oriental magic, and can predict many things."

"Eastern magic?"

Spartacus frowned, he didn't quite believe this kind of thing.

There are also such wizards in their hometown of Thrace, but he never believes those people, because he always feels that they are deceiving his IQ.

"Don't you believe me?"

Another gladiator happened to pass by and heard the conversation between them.

"We didn't have a single person in the entire training camp who didn't believe it."

"Once upon a time, Boss Lin used his miraculous magic to heal a dying gladiator."

As he spoke, the gladiator pointed to a gladiator who was training in the distance.

"Did you see it? It was that guy. The boss spent more than a day to revive him, using the magical oriental magic.||.

Lin Luo, the avatar at the side, smiled. The so-called oriental magic is some ancient medical techniques from China. Coupled with his keen perception, he can sometimes help a gladiator deal with serious injuries.

This also made many gladiators regard him as a benefactor.

After all, the life and death of gladiators is unknown every day, and having such a magical oriental gladiator who can heal them at any time, their survivability will be infinitely improved.

"Also, the boss can predict some things."

A lot of gladiators surrounded him, and they talked about their experiences in twos and threes, proving Lin Luo's strength and inconceivability from all aspects.

"Okay, I've told you so much, I hope you will be more understanding!"

A gladiator sneered: "Here, you can offend Kress, or anyone else, but if you offend our Boss Lin, then you have to figure out how to die yourself!"

After speaking, the gladiator saluted Lin Luo, then bowed and left.

"Okay, it's not as scary as they say. It's like killing people at every turn!"

Clone Lin Luo stepped forward and said with a smile, but these words were different in Spartacus' ears.

After all, these days, he has heard about Lin Luo's name and a lot of powerful deeds.

He once fought dozens of gladiators with bare hands and defeated them.

Once hammered to death two lions with bare hands in the arena, it was so terrifying!

All kinds of incredible and powerful deeds were spread in the training camp. Every gladiator here has heard of Lin Luo's name, and therefore, all the gladiators here are full of awe.

Although Spartacus has great doubts about whether a person can be so powerful, but there is no such thing as a wave, and even if Lin Luo is not that powerful, he must be very powerful

"You will have a chance to meet your wife later."

Looking at Spartacus with a serious expression, Lin Luo was too lazy to tease him.

"Really?"

Hearing Lin Luo's words, although he didn't know whether it was true or not, Spartacus stood up in surprise and was very excited.

"I, Lin Luo, have never lied to anyone in my life. Within a year, you will definitely see your wife."

Lin Luo glanced at Spartacus, feeling silent in his heart, but he didn't know how many hats Spartacus would be forced to wear.

Moreover, if we look at the original plot, it is impossible for Batiatus, the master of the training camp, to allow Spartacus' wife to meet him.

That will affect the performance of a gladiator, and Batiatus is a ruthless slave owner, so he will not consider the happiness of a gladiator.

But no matter what, after hearing Lin Luo's words, Spartacus' eyes suddenly brightened, and he also got a guarantee from Batiatus, saying that he would help him find his wife.

No, Spartacus has made up his mind to train hard, trying to survive here and see his wife alive.

The sinking of history is rolling forward. If there are no accidents, this Spartacus will grow into the Spartacus in the original history, but he is still so immature and helpless now!

Mengxin sighed with emotion, and then led by a maid to a secret-secret room. Here, Mengxin's avatar chatted with the wives of several officials about their lives, and felt a little tired in the body , Go back and just fall asleep and return to the reincarnation space.

After accepting the memory of the gladiator Lin Luo, several avatars chatted non-stop around the gladiator avatar.

"Ancient Rome, I don't know who is more powerful than our big Han cavalry!"

"It goes without saying that at the level of ancient Rome, the society was still a slave society, and most of the armies were equipped with bronze weapons, while the armies of the Western Han Dynasty had already used iron ring knives."

"Furthermore, the bow and crossbow technology of the Han Dynasty was far superior to that of ancient Rome. The policy of ancient Rome seemed to be powerful. When the time comes, a burst of strong crossbows will shoot, and they will all be shot like hedgehogs?"

"There is also military thinking. Although I have to admit that the ancient Roman legion defeated many countries in the southern and northern wars, there is a reason for its strength, but we in China have been paying attention to multi-armed warfare since ancient times. Let alone the previous Sun Tzu's art of war, In other words, the endless stream of masters of war, and even the various strategies of war that later generations are learning, are simply not comparable to those uncivilized ancient Romans.

"As for the ability to mobilize for war, there is no comparison. The population of the Han Dynasty was the largest in the world at that time. The size of the population directly determines the source of soldiers. In this regard, ancient Rome is far more Can't go to the pass of the Han Dynasty.

"But one thing must be admitted. Ancient Rome was very close to the sea, and its navy was probably stronger than that of the Han Empire."

"Whatever, in history, if the ancient Roman legions came to the Han Dynasty, maybe a prefect would kill them all."

"At that time, it is impossible to say that there will be a record in the history books: there are bandits coming from the west, and they will be killed!"

"It may also be sent to the frontier to build the Great Wall!"

Looking at the avatars with divergent thinking, Lin Luo smiled.

He doesn't know which one is more powerful, the big Han or Rome in the history of the previous life. But in the last years of the great Han Dynasty he went to, the cavalry of the Han army fought a battle with ancient Rome, and in just a few days, that invincible life was wiped out.

Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about this proposition that already had an answer in everyone's mind, and looked at the last clone. .