The owner of the robotic arm is a man over two meters tall.

"Prosthetic transformation!" Yang Qiming noticed that the robotic arm was his left arm, not some armor accessory.

"He's finished." Next to Yang Qiming, a thin young man with messy hair looked at the man in fear and said, "Every time he kills a chicken to scare the monkeys, this guy is dead!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the owner of the mechanical arm twisted hard and tore off the man's head. Blood spurted out on the floor. The scene was extremely cruel.

"Ah!" Many people screamed in fear.

The man with the mechanical arm cursed: "Shut up, everyone!"

Everyone immediately fell silent, fearing that they would become the target of his power.

He shouted: "Dozens of new people have come here today. Let me tell you, be obedient and obedient when you are here. Work hard and you will still have a bite to eat. Those who are dishonest, lazy, and those who want to escape will only die!"

"Just like him!" He pointed at the strong man's body and snapped his fingers. Then, a group of vicious dogs rushed over and devoured him in front of everyone!

The old man seemed to have seen this kind of scene too many times. He closed his eyes to rest, while the young man next to Yang Qiming had a look of fear on his face and did not dare to make any more noise.

"Wang Tao." The man with the mechanical arm shouted.

"Captain, I'm here!" A man ran out from the crowd. He was also wearing gray clothing and his number was 049.

"It's up to you to teach the new people the rules."

"Don't worry, captain, I will teach them and make sure they can work tomorrow!" A man named Wang Tao responded quickly.

"Okay." The man with the mechanical arm left with the guards, and the vicious dogs skillfully dragged the body away. The blood stains on the ground were still there. Several prisoners immediately stepped forward and used cleaning tools to clean the blood stains on the ground.

"Finally gone, I was scared to death!" The young man breathed a sigh of relief.

It was also the first time for Yang Qiming to see such a scene, and he was equally frightened. He tried to calm down. At this time, the more panicked he was, the faster he would die!

"I heard that powerful armor masters can fight calmly even in the face of planet-devouring giant beasts. What is this difficulty?" Yang Qiming cheered himself up. No matter what, he had to understand the situation here first.

He looked around and saw that most people were huddled in their own corners to rest, and no one was interested in talking to him.

The thin young man next to him seemed to be easier to talk to, so Yang Qiming took the initiative to talk to him and said: "Brother, do you know what kind of place this is?"

The thin boy seemed to want to find someone to talk to, so he whispered: "Didn't you tell me? A black factory specializing in the recycling and reuse of prohibited machinery."

"My name is...A Ming." Yang Qiming gave himself a fake name, but the other party didn't care and said, "My name is Monkey."

"Monkey, how did you get here?" Yang Qiming tried to build a relationship with him.

Monkey shrugged and said, "It's just bad luck. I just stole a brain in a bar, was caught, beaten, and sold here... If I had known better, I wouldn't have gone there!"

It turned out that he was a thief. Yang Qiming lived on Shili Street, and he saw many such people.

"Is there really no way to leave here?" Yang Qiming asked, somewhat unwilling to give up.

"Haha, you still want to leave?" Monkey snorted, "Did you see the killing just now? That's the guard captain here, we call him Iron Hand. His favorite thing is to twist people's heads like screws.

Come down!"

"I've seen him kill at least ten people here!"

"Except for him, none of the other guards are good. They beat and kill people at every turn! We were all sold here as goods, and they won't let us leave!"

"Every place is under surveillance. These people have dogs, guns, and prosthetics. What are you going to do with it? Just wait for death!" Monkey's tone was sad, and he was obviously desperate for the future.

His words made Yang Qiming feel even heavier. In this place where surveillance was everywhere and the guards were tight, he seemed to have no chance to escape.

"No, my life can't end here! I still want to find the truth that my father didn't find, and I still want to become a battle armor master across the universe. I still have many things I want to do..." Yang Qiming felt 10,000 dissatisfactions in his heart.

Gan Xin, his life has just begun, how could it end here?

"Observe the situation first, and then think of a way to escape!" Yang Qiming thought to himself.

He was thinking that the man named Wang Tao over there had already begun to "teach" the newcomers.

"Damn it, were you trying to run away just now?" Wang Tao was followed by several prisoners. They pushed the man who had shouted just now to the ground. Wang Tao kicked him in the head with his feet, causing him to cry and beg for mercy.

The guards outside just pretended not to see it.

"Monkey, isn't he just like us? Why is he so fierce?" Yang Qiming asked the monkey in a low voice.

The monkey hesitated for a while and said: "His name is Wang Tao. Don't mess with him. Although we are all prisoners, he is a mechanic!"

"He is good at dismantling machinery. The people here can use him, so we make him the boss among us. Even if he beats people, the guards will not care. His work is easier than us, and he has more food and drink."

Better than us."

Mechanics are also a respected profession in the Galaxy Alliance. The armor is designed and manufactured by mechanics!

Yang Qiming studied mechanics in school.

"No wonder." He understood that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Even among this group of prisoners, there is a "boss". And this boss's privileges come from his status as a mechanic, making him more valuable than other prisoners.

Wang Tao kept kicking the man unconscious, and then said to everyone: "I have seen it all clearly. When you work in the future, do whatever you are told, otherwise you will end up like this!"

No one dared to happen, and no one wanted to offend him.

Those newcomers gradually began to understand their situation. Here, there is no freedom and dignity at all.

"Get food, one for each person." At this time, a guard came over to distribute the food, and everyone queued up to receive it.

Yang Qiming also lined up. The food was a ball of rancid synthetic food and a biscuit. As for water, there was a faucet in the concentration camp, so he drank it himself.

Even the beggars on Shili Street would not eat this kind of thing, but here, it is the guarantee of life.

Once you come, let's make peace with it. Yang Qiming also received the food.

The synthetic food ball is really hard to swallow, and this cookie looks terrible, but at least it's much better than that ball of rice fields.

Yang Qiming was about to eat biscuits when a voice interrupted him and shouted: "Hand over the biscuits!"

Yang Qiming looked over and saw that it was Wang Tao's group still searching for biscuits one by one.

Everyone seemed to be used to this, and handed over the cookies one by one.

"You have to grab even this little thing!" Yang Qiming was already resentful of these people. They were already living in such a miserable state, and yet they still wanted to grab a piece of biscuit. He was simply not a human being!

"Are you new here?" Wang Tao, the boy in charge of collecting cookies, came to Yang Qiming and looked at him.

He had a leopard tattoo on his face, resembling a leopard head, and the prisoners called him Brother Leopard.

Yang Qiming didn't say anything, Brother Bao said: "Old rule, new arrivals will be hungry for three days."

After that, just snatch his food away.

When people are hungry, all bottom lines will disappear. This is a common method they use to deal with newcomers. After being hungry for a few days, they will become obedient.

Yang Qiming wanted to stand up and compete with him, but his reason told him that doing so would only kill him faster.

He remembered this grudge!

Several of Wang Tao's younger brothers collected the biscuits one by one and handed them to Wang Tao.

One person was lying on the ground, serving as a bench for Wang Tao.

"There is another one that has been confiscated!" Wang Tao looked at a place where a woman sitting cross-legged on the ground occupied an area alone, and no one came near her.

The younger brothers looked at her with some fear and lowered their heads, "Black Dog, you go."

Wang Tao pointed at a younger brother, "Ah..." The younger brother was about to refuse, but Wang Tao's eyes widened, so the younger brother had no choice but to walk over.

The black dog came to the woman and said, "Hand over your food!"

The woman shouted: "Get out!"

"You bitch..." The young man refused to accept it and just started to insult him. The woman suddenly stood up and kicked him from the side. He flew away like a ball and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone avoided it one after another, and a large open space appeared in the concentration camp.

Yang Qiming looked at her in surprise. She had long burgundy hair and wheat-colored skin, healthy and shiny.

Her prison uniform was also very clean, and she had more coats than ordinary people. She couldn't tell her figure, but judging from her oval-seed face, she must have a good figure.

Yang Qiming looked at her face again and saw that she had a beautiful face and delicate facial features. Even the dust could not hide her beauty.

Judging from her age, she should be less than twenty years old.

At this time, her phoenix eyes were half closed, with a chill, and even the fierce prisoners did not dare to look directly at her.

"War Armor Master! Psychic War Armor Master!" Yang Qiming immediately judged that this woman was a psionic War Armor Master.

Because no matter how hard ordinary people train, it is impossible for them to burst out with such a powerful force.

Only a psionic armor master who cultivates psionic energy can have such strong physical fitness! Psychic energy can promote the evolution of the human body. After practicing to a certain extent, even without relying on a armor, the physical body can be strong enough to cross the stars!

Why is a psychic armor master here?

Yang Qiming noticed that after the woman kicked the ball, there was no follow-up action. Her breathing seemed abnormal and she looked very weak.

"Qiangwei, you hurt one of my people again." Wang Tao stood up and snorted coldly.

"I'll beat you, if you provoke me again, you'll die!" The woman's voice was cold.

"Haha." Wang Tao looked disdainful, but had no intention of getting close to her, and said, "Let's see how long you can last."

The woman ignored him and sat cross-legged on the straw mat, regulating her breathing.
To be continued...