15

Noon.

After sobering up, Thor finally crawled out of Sif's house. His armor transformed into a divine robe, and his hammer turned into a hammer shaped pendant around his waist. He walked casually down the street and found himself at the entrance of the arena. Let's go in and take a look!

The entire arena was empty, with no one around, but there was a huge poster on the bulletin board at the door.

**Competitive Conference** 

The Competitive Conference is divided into Beast Fighting and Gladiatorial Combat. The Gladiatorial Combat is further divided into individual and team categories. For details, please consult the administrator. Registration will close in ten days.

Thor, feeling fortunate, followed the instructions and entered the arena. The facilities were complete, with various exercise equipment and weapon racks everywhere. Some of the equipment was unfamiliar to him, which dazzled him. At the end of the corridor, he heard noise in the distance, indicating that he had arrived at a tavern.

Thor pushed the door open and walked in. The noise and the smell of sweat and alcohol filled the air, making him a little uncomfortable. At a glance, there were at least a hundred burly, shirtless men present.

After dodging two drunk men, Thor finally walked to the bar. In front of him was a tall woman dressed in a provocative manner, wiping a wine bottle.

"Excuse me, do you know where the administrator of the arena is? I want to sign up and give it a try."

The woman lowered her head and continued wiping the bottle, her voice husky and sexy.

"Newcomer, don't you want a drink?"

Thor, still hungover, felt nauseous and didn't want to drink. He took out some gold coins and threw them on the bar.

"A glass of Jim's liquor for each of you, please!"

The woman finally raised her head. Seeing that the person in front of her was a little embarrassed, she bowed and saluted, her voice carrying through the tavern.

"A glass of Jim's strong drink each! For His Highness Thor!"

"I am the administrator. Please follow me, Your Highness."

The atmosphere was lively. The men raised their glasses and shouted Thor's name as he followed the woman into a cubicle. The two sat down at a desk, and the woman changed her demeanor, asking Thor politely.

"Your Highness, my name is Lina. Are you sure you want to participate in the competition? Although we have strict rules and protection measures, may I ask if you have obtained His Majesty's approval?"

Thor looked at the businesslike woman, his temples throbbing. He growled.

"I'm an adult! I'm an adult!"

"I'm sure I'll participate in the competition! But I don't know the rules!"

Lina's attitude remained unchanged, even after Thor's outburst.

"Okay, then please listen carefully to the rules. The Competitive Conference is held every ten years and is a great celebration with a long history."

"First, let's talk about the beast fighting rules. The rules for both modes of combat are the same. We will put the same beasts and fighters into the field. If the fighters win, they will advance to the next match against more powerful beasts. This continues until all players or teams are eliminated, with the last person or team standing being the winner."

"If more than one person or team remains at the end, they will continue to fight until there is only one left. The fighting is not limited to any equipment or weapons. This is a hunting exhibition. You can rest assured that every beast is the same for each team, and our show is sponsored by the Royals."

"There are many rules for gladiatorial combat. I won't go into all the details, but here are some important points. All registered individual fighters or teams fight in pairs. The winner advances to the next level, and the loser retires until only one team or individual remains. Champions can only use the equipment and weapons in the arena and are allowed only combat skills. This is a skill exhibition."

"During gladiatorial combat, you cannot attack from behind. All fighters will wear energy shields and vital protectors. If the vital protectors are triggered, the shield will activate to save the fighter's life and declare them defeated. There are many more details, but I'll give you an information packet. The competition will last for half a year to ensure the fighters are in peak condition."

Thor was stunned by Lina's explanation, his mind a little confused. He then carefully looked at the important notes marked out. Not bad...!

"I have decided that I want to sign up for personal beast fighting and personal gladiatorial combat. I want to take this information and review it..."

Thor left the cubicle in confusion, under the woman's admiring gaze. He would never admit that he didn't understand everything!

There was another burst of cheers after he left the cubicle. Thor took a glass of ale from the bartender and drank it in one gulp with the young and old men.

"I will participate in the competition!"

"I'll wait for you there!"

After a long exchange of emotions and physical collisions, Thor finally left the tavern. As the bright sun shone, he sobered up and headed to the Science and Technology Department.

The energy shield and vital protector are good things. Aren't these just handcuffs and amulets? Go to Saga to ask for some and see what other weird stuff the Ministry of Science and Technology has emptied out for him!

Within the Ministry of Science and Technology.

"Your Excellency, I am here to ask for some energy shields and vital protectors, and I also want to visit the Ministry of Science and Technology. Is that okay?"

Thor was most familiar with Saga here, and the benefits of asking for help were real. The young woman in front of him had no shortcomings except for her technological mania.

"Your Highness, I can give you some ordinary equipment. Our science and technology department also spends a lot of money on high-level equipment. I'm afraid there's nothing I can do to help."

Yes, they are divided into high and low levels. Money is needed, but what should I do if I don't have money! Thor's mind brightened at the critical moment.

"In that case, I have some scientific and technological ideas and wonder if you are interested in cooperating. How about we split it 50-50?"

"Listen to me first! The competition will be held soon. I don't think the arena can accommodate all the spectators. This is where my idea comes from."

The young woman wanted to speak, but she wasn't upset when interrupted. Her eyes signaled Thor to continue.

"As far as I know, our intelligence department's scouts have a device called a war recorder, which is provided by the Ministry of Science and Technology. Let's improve it and turn it into a platform that can be viewed in real time. By then, every household will have one installed. You can watch the competition in real time. Do you think we are getting rich?"

Saga's eyes shone and magic energy surged. She was excited. It can be done!

"It is very simple to improve the equipment, and the cost is not a problem. It is just that time is limited, and it is impossible to make so many products."

Thor was pushed back several steps by Saga's enthusiasm before he regained his footing. He offered more advice.

"How about we name the device first and call it a TV? We can cooperate with the Law Enforcement Bureau. They provide the venue arrangement and order. We make super large TVs and distribute them throughout the realm, just like watching an opera. How about it?"

"We must continue to build small TVs. In the future, every household will have one. We can also produce TV programs, play music, and actually..."

Saga jumped up and hugged Thor, planting kisses on his forehead. He couldn't help but block another one on the other side. When she wanted to kiss a third time, Thor finally stopped her. Female hooligan!

"Your Highness, do you have any other good ideas? Tell me quickly. They say the eldest prince isn't very smart. Why didn't I see it?"

"The advanced technology in our realm is only reflected in military applications. Civilian applications have probably never been considered. Changing ideas to develop civilian technology may provide new ideas for military applications. For example, if a communication device is changed into a mobile phone..."

Thor's novel ideas opened up Saga's mind, and she thought of more and further technological directions. A hurricane swept through the hall, and she disappeared, leaving only the prince in a mess.

Thor summoned Saga's deputy, signed the contract, and asked for several copies of all the new and old equipment from the Ministry of Science and Technology to be sent to the Golden Palace. It seemed he could postpone his return to Midgard. Let's wait until Saga's research comes to an end.

Then he went to the street to purchase some survival supplies before he was finally satisfied. He was really tired this day... Let's go back and slowly study the rules of the competition...

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