So the end of the countdown is to travel to another time and space, and the return countdown refers to the time of return.
Thinking of this, Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief first. It would be a good thing to be able to go back.
Although there may not be anyone there to think about him, the mother has a new life and doesn’t care about him. The father... should be in the detention center.
So I probably don't bother to think about him.
But even so, he still wanted to go back and have a look.
Qingchen began to re-examine the "new world" in front of him.
The moment the world was pieced together again, Qingchen saw the prison uniform on his body and instantly understood his situation.
He is in a gray and dark cell, except for a metal gate full of technology, the rest is a completely enclosed wall.
The cell is a single room with only one bed inside and a thin layer of bed sheets are covered with.
There is also a storage shelf next to it, which is empty except for the quilt, toothbrush and towel.
The walls of the cell were gray, which made Qingchen unable to understand that the gray walls were illuminated by the shimmer outside, and clearly emitted a metallic luster.
Metal wall?
Qingchen sat up and stroked the wall blankly. Where would he use such cost-effective building materials?
It is obvious that this place does not belong to the world he once knew.
He quickly looked down at his palm. The bone-clearing knife in his hand disappeared, but the fingerprint on the palm was exactly the same as he used to be, and even the pores on his hand were not bad.
This is his own body.
Qingchen sat on the bed with his knees in his arms. He looked at the thick alloy door, not knowing what he was thinking.
Slowly, the outside of the door began to get noisy, and there was a sound of someone slapping the alloy prison door next door.
Qingchen slowly walked to the door and tried to stick to the door and listen to what was yelling outside. But before he could hear it clearly, the alloy door made a clear air pressure transmission sound and the door opened.
He looked out the door, which was a back-shaped corridor.
This square prison fortress has seven floors, each with densely arranged prison cells.
Among the newly opened alloy doors was a dim cell, like a wild beast shut.
Qingchen stood in the door, as if he had taken this step and would have an unknowable life.
In the vast prison, a radio suddenly rang out somewhere, and there was a nice female voice inside: "At 7 o'clock in the morning, at breakfast time, please queue up and go to the restaurant for dinner."
The sound echoed in the prison fortress, while Qingchen still looked at the threshold in front of him.
It seemed that as long as he stepped out, everything would be different.
In fact, he felt that he had been different from a certain point.
When did it start?
Probably...when he thought that his life was only two and a half hours left, he did what he wanted to do the most but dared not do before.
I even reported my own father, so what else can I not dare to face?
He stepped out of the cell.
But the next moment he was stunned again.
I saw that in the not-so spacious corridor outside, there was a prisoner standing in front of each cell door: an old man looked at him with a hunched over and saw that there was a mechanical eye glowing red in the right socket of the other party. The other party's entire right socket was constructed mechanically, and the metal component extended to the right temple position.
The mechanical eyes do not look delicate, and they are even a little rough, and the focal length is constantly changing in the mechanical eyes.
It seemed that the other party was analyzing the details of him.
It's like he uses memory to analyze others.
A burly middle-aged prisoner had a completely mechanical arm, and the other party was moving his fingers. Qingchen could still hear the metal sound of the mechanical parts rotating when the other party's palms opened and closed.
The thick metal arms were as tough and irritable as knotted steel muscles.
In this entire prison fortress, half of the people have mechanical limbs.
Mechanical civilization?
These four words popped up in Qingchen's mind.
Before he could continue thinking, he saw the burly prisoner in the next cell smiled at him: "Hey, new, don't eat too much breakfast, otherwise it will be ugly when you spit it out."
As soon as he finished speaking, many people burst into laughter from the corridor: "I heard that twelve new people came last night, and today I can have fun."
"This kid has no mechanical limbs at all, and it doesn't seem to matter outside."
When Qingchen heard the three words "newcomer", he was stunned. He thought the other party knew that he had just crossed the earth.
But soon he realized that the "newcomer" should mean that he had just entered prison and the other party should not know his identity as an earthling.
Moreover, Qingchen frowned and thought, the so-called entertainment of the other party might be a disaster for him.
He restrained his inner restlessness and fear. When an ordinary senior high school student faced a sudden and fierce change, the only thing Qingchen could do was to force himself not to reveal anything unusual first.
Suddenly, a young man on the corridor on the fourth floor opposite got crazy: "What is this place! I want to go home! I don't want to stay in such a ghost place. Who are you? I am Huang Jixian, and my dad is the chairman of the Wynn Group in Luocheng. Stay away from me!"
As he said that, the boy actually ran wildly along the corridor.
The others did not move, standing there as if watching the fun, still standing in line.
Some people wonder: "Where is Luocheng?"
Suddenly, Qingchen heard a beeping sound above his head. He looked up and found that four drones, like water droplets, were leaving the wall and beginning to fall down on the high and deep ceiling.
Qingchen's eyes were resting on the ceiling, where there were neatly "embedded" eighteen Gatlin-like metal storm turrets hanging upside down.
As the panicked boy ran, nine metal storms were also rotating!
"Please stop walking," a female voice came from the drone: "Warning again, please stop walking."
Immediately afterwards, a radio sounded from the prison fortress: "Please wait for all prisoners to be on standby."
In just over ten seconds, four drones blocked the boy somewhere in the corridor, and there was a gun pointing at him directly under each drone.
At the same time, a gate was opened below the prison fortress, and nine robots holding black cold guns were entering the field at full speed.
The boy fell in great fear, while Qingchen was watching all this coldly.
The other party's behavior was a bit extreme, but it helped Qingchen learn a lot of information.
Machine guns, drones, robots, mechanical limbs, and countless information were all conveyed into his mind for a moment.
But what surprised Qingchen the most was actually... he suddenly realized that he was not the only one who came here from the earth.