On the top floor of the tallest building in the prison, several fierce-looking, burly men stood with their arms crossed.

Watching the young man with glasses operating the complex equipment.

Huang Zhaoguang felt a headache just looking at it; it was countless times more complicated than the operation of the Dawn City Control Center.

It seems that it really is this group of people.

Scarface was able to move at that speed because he was on Daqiang's back at that moment.

"Oh no, Scarface is now about a kilometer to the east, and he's slowing down."

The burly men were startled and immediately rushed out of the building toward the eastern city wall.

Glasses immediately controlled the large lights on the city wall via the control panel to turn them on and shine them eastward.

At the same time, alarms blared throughout the prison, activating the highest level of security.

Despite the power shortage, there was no time to conserve electricity.

"You've noticed something's wrong? You're quite vigilant. There's definitely a lot of talent among the prisoners in this jail."

"But ultimately, these are all scum rejected by society!"

"The apocalypse has arrived, and we are the least deserving of living!"

Huang Zhao's gaze turned cold. After confirming that he had not come to the wrong place, he stopped hiding himself.

He maneuvered Daqiang to fly towards the prison walls at top speed.

Daqiang's enormous size was exposed under the headlights, immediately attracting a barrage of bullets.

Da da da!

Gunfire erupted, and most of the gunshots were deflected by Huang Zhao's telekinesis as they approached Da Qiang.

The few bullets that hit Daqiang's abdominal armor only produced sparks but failed to penetrate it.

Without heavy firepower, it is almost impossible to harm Daqiang.

Daqiang's massive body, over ten meters long, crushed several gunmen on the city wall into a bloody pulp.

Huang Zhao then manipulated Daqiang to begin climbing rapidly along the five- or six-meter-wide city wall.

However, its speed soon exceeded the speed of sound, creating a sonic boom behind it.

The immense energy swept through the prison facilities, lifting all the equipment and the gunmen outside into the sky.

After circling the city wall several times, Daqiang was unable to maintain his balance and was swept away by the powerful impact.

In less than a minute, the prison had been transformed into a living hell.

A massive tornado instantly formed, sweeping the surrounding trees and the survivors inside the prison into the sky.

Huang Zhao was quite satisfied with the damage he had caused.

After the tornado subsided slightly, Huang Zhao controlled Daqiang to continue approaching.

The people outside the building are mostly prisoners, responsible for guarding or taking turns to exercise.

Ordinary people inside the building were simply stunned by the powerful sonic boom; their lives were not in danger.

Only a few people who have broken through to a higher level of superpowers can remain conscious at this time.

Huang Zhao instructed Daqiang to continue guarding the city wall.

Carrying the scarred knife, he entered the building alone and headed towards the tallest building in the prison.

Huang Zhao felt that the person on the top floor and the scar on his hand should be able to resolve his doubts.

Without the support of further energy, the tornado quickly subsided, and the prison was filled with wails of agony.

Huang Zhao felt no pity whatsoever.

He shot him in the head and everyone who tried to escape.

Who are you?

Inside the room on the top floor of the building, it appears that the equipment was struck by the sonic boom.

Glasses, his head covered in blood, asked Huang Zhao as he entered the room.

"You plotted to assassinate me, but you don't even know who I am?"

"You're the city lord of Dawn City? But aren't you already dead?"

"With so many sniper rifles, you couldn't possibly be alive!"

Glasses exclaimed in shock, his forehead now stained with blood, making him look quite gruesome.

Huang Zhao flung Scarface at the other man, the force knocking over Glasses, and the two tumbled to the ground.

Huang Zhao sat down at the control panel, waiting for the assassin to return from the tunnel.

In his mental perception, Huang Zhao had already killed nearly a hundred prisoners who were still conscious at this time.

"A devil! There are ghosts in the prison!"

"Get out of here!"

"I don't want to die! I've finally been given a new life!"

The other prisoners could no longer bear to see their comrade suddenly explode in the head.

They could accept being brutally killed by the enemy in a head-on battle without batting an eye.

But watching his companion get shot in the head without any warning, an attack beyond imagination.

Finally, they broke down and began to flee, rushing out of the prison and running into the tunnel.

However, Huang Zhao had no intention of letting anyone in the prison go.

Even if some of them may be innocent survivors.

But as long as they don't run around or attack Da Qiang, Huang Zhao won't waste his energy on them.

Inside the control room, Scarface, who had been thrown out, was now awake, his head throbbing as if it were being pricked with needles.

The moment he regained consciousness, he activated his superpowers and entered beast form, displaying excellent combat skills.

"Glasses, what are you doing here?"

Glasses pushed the scar aside with difficulty and said irritably.

Why don't you check where you are right now?

It was then that Scarface realized he seemed to have returned to the prison's control room.

They also spotted Huang Zhao sitting calmly in a chair, watching them with an air of composure.

"People from Dawn City? You're the one who knocked me unconscious?"

"Do you have an inside agent in Dawn City?"

"I admit we messed up this time, but why should I answer your question?"

"Now we can say there's still a better way to die, otherwise it will be difficult to die even if we want to."

"Ha, do you know who we are? Death row inmates."

"Being able to live for these extra ten days after the apocalypse is already awesome, what's there to be afraid of about dying!"

"Really? I hope you can be just as tough later!"

Scarface's eyes darted around as he pondered how to break the deadlock and tried to stall for time with Huang Zhao.

However, he was unaware that everything within a two-kilometer radius was under Huang Zhao's control.

If you let him run 1999 meters first, he won't have a chance to turn the tide!

Because previously, in the Golden City gathering place, he used his supernatural abilities to control the little black monster and the supernatural beings of the Holy Harmony Society.

Huang Zhao had not yet recovered and his temples were throbbing with pain.

He felt that if he continued to control other humans, it might affect his mental state.

Mind control can cause a flood of memories that are not one's own to enter the mind.

Although she wasn't injured, it inevitably affected Huang Zhao's true self.

In severe cases, it can even lead to a loss of distinction between one's own experiences and those of others.

If a person has a confused self-perception, then they are no longer themselves.

Is this why there are so few people with psychic abilities?

Huang Zhao thought to himself.

From snippets of conversation with other people, Huang Zhao learned that Xiang Yang from Yangcheng seemed to have undergone a drastic personality change because he had mentally controlled others.

Put yourself in their shoes; if you had the ability to control others, you would definitely be tempted to use it frequently.

Huang Zhao herself was also tempted by the allure of easily controlling others.

But he was a pragmatist who believed that not everyone was worth his control.