Qingchen once thought about whether there would be a countdown on other people's arms?
Now it seems that his guess eventually became reality.
How many time travelers are there? Hundreds? Thousands?
There must be many people who travel from the earth to this world, and there are two prisons alone, not to mention the world outside the prison.
"The newcomer this time is a bit interesting, like a fool," someone laughed and said, "I heard that he was sentenced to seven years for tax evasion?"
"Those who dare to mess with tax collection agencies these days are not fools, why are they..."
Qing Chen looked at the source of the sound and was a young man loaded with mechanical legs. When the other party saw him, he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled, "Hey, newcomer, are you ready?"
The crowd around him burst into laughter.
Qingchen frowned, but ignored it. He looked at the boy surrounded by a drone again. He had seen him.
Qingchen is 17 years old this year and is in his second year of high school at Luocheng Foreign Language School.
The collapsed boy is a senior high school student.
This surprised Qingchen a little. Could it be that the location before the crossing is close, and the location after the crossing is also very close?
Qingchen also discovered something: everyone here is speaking Mandarin, but none of them speaks dialects.
At this moment, the machine guard is rushing up the stairs, and each step can cross the fifth stairs, accompanied by a unique hydraulic transmission sound.
The boy was crying like an adult.
Most people will feel an inexplicable sense of security when they meet "members" in unfamiliar places.
But Qingchen didn't feel this way. He looked at the boy who was on the verge of collapse and realized that "membersmen" may not necessarily help you, but may become a drag.
Not everyone can remain calm when facing this new arrival of mechanical civilization.
Qingchen stood there, looking around the prison fortress.
The nine robots who had just rushed from the outside gate of the prison area went upstairs to take the panicked boy away.
The square downstairs is very wide, and the square is divided into several areas: restaurant, fitness equipment entertainment area, reading area, audio and video area, etc.
On the edge of this square, there are four large steel gates.
Suddenly, Qingchen was stunned. He saw that three people had appeared at the dining table in the square downstairs at some point.
A middle-aged man who looked in his forties was sitting, and two other young men were smiling beside him, looking up at the prisoners upstairs with interest.
There was a chessboard in front of the middle-aged man, and there was a silly endgame on the board.
Next to the chessboard, there was a cat napping with paws. It was gray and had two clusters of pointed hair on its ears. It looked a bit like a lynx, but it wasn't.
Maine cat.
Can you still keep cats in prison?!
Qingchen was a little shocked. His eyes were attracted by the "members" just now, so he didn't see when these three people and one cat came to the square.
At this moment, the middle-aged man stared at the chessboard with concentration, as if what happened upstairs had nothing to do with him.
Moreover, even the robots in the square seemed to think that these three people and one cat did not exist.
The seriousness and tension upstairs and the relaxation downstairs are like a sharp contrast between two different worlds.
Among these three, two young men were wearing normal blue and white prison uniforms, while the middle-aged man was wearing a white training uniform.
In this dark and depressing environment, the white is extremely dusty.
Warden?
No, although the other party was wearing a training suit that was different from other prisoners, the training suit was embroidered with a small black prison service number on the chest.
As if he felt his gaze, a young man next to the middle-aged man suddenly turned his head and looked back at him with a smile, as if he was scrutinizing.
Qingchen immediately withdrew his gaze.
After the collapsed Earth boy was taken away, a radio rang out in the prison fortress again: "Go to the restaurant in order to eat."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qingchen saw all the prisoners turn right, and everyone lined up in long formations and headed towards the square along the stairs.
It was not until this time that Qingchen had the opportunity to count all prisoners: including him, 3102.
While we were having a meal, two burly prisoners pulled a young man and walked towards the cell nearest the restaurant. Many people followed us and started to cheer.
Someone told me: "Hurry and pull him into the cell, don't hurt him in the square, be careful of the machine prison guards interfering."
At the same time, the young man struggled hard and shouted: "Let me go!"
However, no matter what he said, no one paid attention to him, and instead attracted even more noisy ridicule.
Suddenly, the old man with mechanical eyes in front of Qingchen turned around and smiled, "Don't look around, it's your turn later."
Qingchen looked at the old man calmly. The old man didn't know why, but suddenly felt a tightness in his heart.
Qingchen found that the three people around him approached him vaguely, as if they wanted to control him directly!
He suddenly accelerated his pace and left the food-making team, and the other party also accelerated his pace and surrounded him tightly!
The next moment, the scene in the prison fortress seemed to have passed it through Qingchen's mind.
18 steel beast-like machine guns on the dome are quietly waiting, like sleeping tigers.
72 drones are hung in the beehive with grey ceilings, like sleeping wasps.
210 monitors rotate slowly at the angle, and 3 robots stand with guns in the square.
Prisoners collected food from the window one by one, and some complained that today was a bad synthetic meat.
In the square, everyone was shuttled back and forth, some went to the fitness area, while others were onlookers and newcomers.
However, everyone subconsciously avoided... the middle-aged man staring at the chessboard.
The man was still looking at the chessboard seriously, and no one was approaching the five meters around him.
Just like a calm and hard reef at sea level, all the surging sea water and ships must give in.
Qingchen accelerated through the three-person encirclement and walked towards the middle-aged man.
Looking at the direction he was moving forward, many people suddenly realized what the newcomer wanted to do.
Gradually, more and more people turned their eyes to him and whispered, and the expressions on the faces of prisoners seemed to be waiting to see him laugh.
However, Qingchen turned a deaf ear to the jokes and continued to hold the dining plate with no one around, passing through the crowd.
Before he could get closer, he was stopped by the young man around the middle-aged man.
The other party smiled and said, "New, I know what you are trying to do, but we won't help you."
Qingchen ignored him and just turned his eyes behind the young man. He looked at the middle-aged man seriously and said, "The front soldiers advance, I can solve this endgame."
The middle-aged man didn't look up until then.
The moment he looked up, the square suddenly became quiet, and the gray cat opened its eyes.