At the other end of the casting workshop, square three-dimensional boxes were suspended and lifted into the condensation workshop by mechanical arms. Special "interstellar water" would be sprayed on the red and burning boxes, "Gould's Asteroid
The "belt" is a good water intake point for "interstellar water", which is also the key to the location selection of "Kolyma 59".
"Our factory only has 100,000 prisoners. Thanks to high mechanization, the annual production capacity meets all the needs of the entire 'water concentrate' area of Gaia. This storage box itself can be recycled without being damaged.
It can be used for at least 100 years." Murphy continued to introduce weakly, as if he was exhausted after just showing the new warden around for a while.
Just as Warden Bauer was looking at the mineral box that had been made and was so transparent that it seemed as if nothing existed, a sudden tremor came from the soles of his feet, causing everyone to sway slightly from side to side for a moment. After a few seconds, the earth slowly stopped.
Trembling.
"This planet is very geologically active, with volcanic eruptions and earthquakes common. When building our factories and living areas, we use special foundation-free liquid suspended foundations underground, which is very safe," said Murphy.
He read the message projected by the prison administrator's special wristband, "It was a 12-magnitude earthquake with a shallow source 400 kilometers away from the factory."
"Oh my God! These beasts actually sent me to this hell-like place..."
After walking out of the factory, Thomas Ball muttered to himself as he faced a volcanic cone about 500 meters high not far away. Against the backdrop of the dark sky, a fiery red lava flow slowly flowed from the side of the gentle slope.
It's like a stream of blood gushing from the ground, spurting out on the barren land.
The air was hot and humid, mixed with the smell of sulfur and soot. His iron-like hair mixed with silver was wet and stuck to his scalp. Taking a bath here once a week was a luxury.
He felt that his whole body always had a sour stench, which was almost unbearable for a man who grew up strictly according to the life of Plato's knights.
Ball smoked a cigarette and coughed violently.
These low-quality cigarettes supplied to prison administrators all deteriorated and became smelly in such an environment. The cigarettes he smoked in the past were all the highest-grade hand-rolled cigarettes, neatly arranged in gold cigarette boxes engraved with his signature. In the dim and slightly dirty cafeteria, the prison management all crowded into long tables to eat. One can imagine the bleakness of the logistics supplies that are thousands of light years away.
The warden frowned, as if he had used all his strength to move a piece of dark steak back and forth, and finally cut off a piece. As soon as he put it in his mouth, his expression changed, and he immediately slammed the meat in his mouth towards the ground.
Vomit,
"Fuck! Is this for people to eat? Even beggars won't eat this!"
In a rage, Bauer slapped the table knife in his hand on the dining table. All the jailers and subordinates looked at him tremblingly.
"Steak that can be studied by paleontologists. This is the most luxurious meal to welcome the new warden." A prison director in uniform, tall but with a sallow complexion and looking frail, said with elegance.
Sentence.
Everything here seems to be designed to torture him.
The "woman" was wearing extremely sexy lace underwear, sitting on the warden's big bed, spreading her slender white legs seductively.
"Hello Thomas, my name is Yuzi. I am your partner here. Please take care of me." Under the dim light of the room, his chestnut hair was trimmed into a fashionable hairstyle, and his sweet and young face was slightly tightened. "Let me take care of you every night."
Will I accompany you? I can tell a lot of stories and I am also a good listener. We can get along well as friends."
Artificial Intelligence Love Doll. He knows.
The Gaia Army uses this kind of robot to open brothels for middle and lower-level soldiers. It is so clean and hygienic, and there are no worries caused by a group of women. Fleet expeditions are quite hard.
Thomas Ball gritted his teeth, and blue veins popped out on his forehead. In this bedroom that was filled with humidity and heat like a tomb, dimly lit, and old and dirty decoration, there was such a woman with bloodless white skin. The scene was so strange.
.
I suddenly realized that I had been so emotionally absurd for decades.
"Yuzi, enter the shutdown process." He directly used the voice control. A faint light flashed in the lover doll's brown pupils, his eyes were closed tightly, and he fell backwards with his limbs stretched out like a machine.
He roughly pulled the doll off the bed. Its body closely imitated the human body, so it was quite heavy. He just picked up its slender neck and dragged it to the kitchen. The scene was like a
The murderer dragged the body of a young woman.
Ball is tall and has amazing strength. He can easily throw the standard 1.68-meter love doll into the closet with a bang and lock it with a fingerprint lock.
He exhaled loudly. Enough! He had had enough of being a prostitute. He never wanted to treat a robot like this again in this place far away from Gaia.
He locked his past in the closet.
The furnace that shines with fiery red light cannot stop day and night. The "abandoned children of Gaia" are busy dragging their tired and heavy footsteps back and forth. They have brain controllers that are functioning normally. Although their eyes look a little bit...
Sluggish, but the bloodshot eyes still nakedly reveal the light of hatred and resentment.
Do they hate the world just like me?
Thomas Ball, who was watching all this, was immersed in his own heart. Here, all the temptations in the colorful world of Mangxing City disappeared, and he began to have enough time to start introspection.
Suddenly, a strange-looking prisoner fell to the ground because of exhaustion.
"Please stand up within 3 seconds and return to work, otherwise I will use electric current stimulation."
An intelligent robot overseer quickly rolled over and issued a warning to him.
The prisoner worker struggled on the ground, but was too tired to stand up quickly. So, the ankle collar and leg collar he was wearing sent out stimulating current, stimulating the nerves in his legs to stand up as quickly as possible.
"It hurts so much! I can't stand it anymore!" the prisoner yelled. His legs were stimulated by electric current, shaking as if out of control, and then he would unconsciously stand up.
"It hurts me so much!" But his leg muscles seemed to be completely unable to support his body. No matter how high the current was, he just screamed like a killing pig but could not stand.
"Stop!" Warden Ball shouted and rushed over.
The electric shock stopped, and the prisoner lying on the ground regained consciousness. He saw a tall and thin man wearing protective clothing standing next to him, as if watching him.
Lying on the ground was an amphibious man with an ugly face, a very weird figure, extremely long limbs, and webbed hands and feet. This was the product of the military's imagination in response to the ocean planet. Of course, it eventually ended up on the "Kolyma 59"
Up.
"Are you okay? They shouldn't do this to you. I can change everything in the future." Bauer's voice was serious and majestic, and he gently helped the prisoner up from the ground.
"I'm not good... I came here and worked hard in the furnace room day and night. I lost track of time. I only saw the seasons change once, from ice and snow to extremely sweltering heat. They told me that it had been fifteen years.
”
This answer belongs to the thoughts of a real person, and even the language has a touch of grace. The exchange of thoughts has shortened the distance between each other, and the appearance of genetically modified people has become less objectionable.
"You should have enough rest time." Ball slowly helped him up.
"Thank you... Look, my skin will glow under the radiation. It really looks like a goldfish." Because of his gratitude and excitement, the prisoner shed a string of crystal tears from the corners of his eyes.
"I'll give you my protective suit. I'm a useless old man anyway." The warden neatly took off his protective suit that was like a pullover. His surroundings tried to dissuade him, but he has always been a person who obeys his orders.
Men.
The "murloc" with shimmering skin is ugly in the eyes of humans. The new warden took off his silver-white protective clothing, revealing the face of a man of Nordic origin with extremely regular features, but his silver hair and wrinkles were added.
Extraordinarily mature male charm, his eyes are not very big, very bright and energetic, and his temperament is like that of an old soldier, which is intimidating.
"You are just like the legendary knight." The fishman prisoner was so moved that his whole body trembled, "And I am just a pariah. When I was born, my genes determined everything."
"Whether we are knights or untouchables, we are all human beings. Can genes really determine everything? I was born a noble, but I am full of sins."
Ball helped him aside to rest.
"Thorin, Thorin!"
The blond and white-skinned Ashla leaned down to wake him up from sleeping in the monotonous and dark bedroom. The leader was still so handsome, with a smile as pleasant and warm as spring.
The grand leader in knight's robes was full of energy and walked briskly, dragging the old man back to the garden veranda of the old Tra Yestera Mausoleum as if traveling through endless time and space. The Garden of Bukhara
Flowers are in full bloom, the fragrance is overflowing, and everything is shrouded in a dreamlike light.
"Thorin! Torin! You are finally back!" The knights with the appearance of gods also gathered around, and the captains were still so young. The beautiful feeling seemed to stay at the wedding that day.
, everyone laughed at him, just as friendly and happy as usual.
He was astonished to find that he had transformed back into the young knight he had been more than thirty years ago, bathed in the glory of youth. Ashla was surrounded by the crowd like stars, and she elegantly held a white flower in her hand.
The roses exuded that special golden light in the sun, which dazzled him.
"No, you are already dead." Torin stood hesitantly, he was very awake in his dream, "This is just a dream, you are already dead in reality."
"Yes, we are dead." The leader didn't seem to care. He lowered his head and smelled the white rose in his hand, without any trace of sadness. "But who can tell the difference between dreams and reality? If the dream is longer,
Hasn’t it become a reality?”
"Grand leader, if I have a choice in life, I really want to never be separated from you."
"Tolin, you stayed in that dream just to tell your friends about my song." He raised his head, finally feeling a little melancholy, "The sea water in the 'Forgotten Ruins' is too cold, so cold that you can't even think about it."
All memories have been lost, we seem to be frozen there, forgotten by everyone, only you still remember me..."
"The Forgotten Ruins?" He thought of this peculiar temple building on the shores of the Island of Mourning. When a state funeral was held, the "Ship of the Dead" would almost sink near this building, and the sea currents would carry the ashes to the seabed there. "Go! Thorin, go and avenge us! And for yourself!" Ashla threw the white rose in her hand gracefully, just like the ancient knight throwing a challenge glove.
He felt that he was about to be pulled out of this world by a strange force, but he resisted hard and refused to leave.
"No! Ashla, you must tell me, who killed you?"
When the ethereal leader wanted to get closer to him, lightly opened his lips, and wanted to say something, everything came to an abrupt end.
He was still an old man, lying on a moldy and wet bed. Bauer sighed with relief. The dream was just a dream after all.
But——Revenge.
He finally found the motivation to continue living.
"It's okay to be idle here. Let me teach you Platonic."
Warden Bauer pretended to be relaxed to his subordinates who were smoking cigarettes. In fact, this extremely distant place in time and space is a penal colony. It is impossible for anyone to escape from a planetary prison nearly 10,000 light-years away.
.All prison administrators are prisoners in a sense.
The entourage accompanying Thomas Ball this time were all people who had no dealings with the factions of Dewey and Taylor. Every time personnel were sent to the "Planetary Prison", it was an internal purge and increased exile. Ball saw that
When you see the resentment on the faces of these subordinates every day, you know that sooner or later they will form an alliance with him.
"Can we still learn Platonic? Platonic is very difficult..."
"Of course, let's quit smoking first, it stinks anyway!"
Like a friend, Bauer took the half-smoked cigarette from his subordinate's hand, threw it to the ground, and crushed it with his leather shoe.
In the name of teaching Plato, he instilled the teachings of Yuanjiao into them one after another. During the few years he was with Ashla, he learned the Grand Master's method of winning over people's hearts through observation. He was always so
Treating others equally and leading by example, he is a perfect warrior of Yuanjiao. Bauer also followed the same example, overthrowing the strict hierarchical management system of his predecessor and sharing everything equally with his subordinates.
Soon, this family-like atmosphere attracted all the people who had been neglected, excluded and persecuted in the system. These people became followers of Bauer, just like the group of young knights who were attracted by Ashla.
Attracted by the same.
"Alcohol is a first-level carcinogen. If I had kept my head clear, how could I have ended up like this? You can't drink alcohol."
"The meat here is so disgusting, it looks like it was fished out of formaldehyde... The weather is so hot, my God, I'm going to vomit if I eat any more."
In just a few months, he succeeded in turning his subordinates into spiritual Platonists. Dietary taboos are the best way to isolate, abstaining from tobacco and alcohol, and a healthy life of pure vegetarianism.
The physical benefits naturally make new converts more convinced.
He knew that Yuanjiao was a religion of warriors, and he needed obedient warriors to implement this plan. In this place far away from Gaia, Thomas Ball became a real prison king.