"Bestial Battle Arena?" Zhou Jing raised his eyebrows.
"Huh? Don't you know?"
Cole was stunned. Then, he remembered that Zhou Jing was not from the capital.
"As long as the conditions allow, the Imperial Hunters will capture mutated beasts alive and bring them back for the Beast Tamers to raise. Otherwise, where would we find a stable supply of materials for the workshops to study the various blood potion formulas? And the Bestial Battle Arena is a matching place for some inexperienced Imperial Hunters to train in actual combat… We can also earn some money at the same time. We also need funds and extra income won't hurt."
At this point, Cole's expression was subtle.
"Are you charging ordinary people to watch the show…"
Zhou Jing's expression was complicated. In an environment where mutant beasts threatened humans, it felt quite strange to see such a bloody facility that used hunters to kill mutant beasts for fun. It should not exist.