Chapter 69: It's easy to go crazy after drinking, please be careful about the big fight...
At six o'clock, with a series of rumbling sounds, the isolation wall that had been open for two hours finally closed slowly, hiding countless unwilling faces behind it.
A prison guard hurriedly walked out of the corridor on the first floor of the prison, opened the staircase door with his pass, and walked down according to the location.
A large number of prison guards appeared from various corners and rushed to the location of the prisoners in an orderly manner to capture the escaped prisoners and restore order in the cell area.
According to the cooperation agreement, the time as the acting base director has ended, and now the control of the prison is back in the hands of the warden.
At this time, the warden was still laughing wildly? The acting base chief who disguised himself to enter the prison and carried out various careful plans, but failed halfway, "I said that you would plan and plan and eventually something unexpected would happen. Now you are dumbfounded? Right?"
Mo Wei, disguised as a prison guard of A, ignored the warden and frowned. Various information and intelligence kept flashing in his mind. He sorted and arranged them, and combined them with each other. Finally, he suddenly remembered a certain investigation report on "Yunyan" from the A3 base. One of the comments was "the behavior logic is beyond common sense."
Although the warden wanted to continue to laugh, he had to think deeply because of the interests involved: "There are not many forces that want the [Core]. The Northwest Base is one of them. They are very interested in this special technology. But some time ago, it was detected that almost all the Northwest aliens around the base have evacuated, which means that at least for the senior management there, this [Core] is not important. Even the large forces have evacuated, so even if they grab the [Core], it will be a problem to get back."
"Another force comes from the local area. The Lion Elder Da Jingheng is still missing and his life or death is unknown. Although the parliamentary group has disappeared, those political opponents have been dissatisfied with you for a long time and want to use this opportunity to bring you down. Wan Mingxu seems to have had close contact with them. But the problem is, the black-haired supervisor seems to be from Zhang Chun's side. Since he does not belong to the ruined city, he naturally has few conflicts of interest and is unlikely to participate in political struggles. Moreover, judging from the surveillance footage, he also stole the [Core] from Wan Mingxu."
"The only ones left are the Wild Dogs. They love to create chaos. From the information we have so far, this guy has a similar personality... How likely is it that he is connected to the Wild Dogs?"
"Very? High?."
While the warden was analyzing, Prison Guard A also quickly sorted out the clues and said, "He seems to have a good relationship with [Wild Dog], but I don't think he will help [Wild Dog] snatch the [Core]."
The warden was surprised: "Why are you so sure?"
Prison guard A: "Intuition."
The warden: "I believe what others say, but you are the only one who trusts your intuition. It makes me want to laugh?"
Prison Guard A: "...An Jing, I found him?."
The map displayed on the tablet interface recorded the location of everyone in the prison, including the black-haired supervisor who was trying to steal the [Core] but whose position was unclear.
When I found that person, he was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall, hugging his knees, with his head down, as if he was worried about something and looked unhappy.
Prison guard A closed the tablet, slowly approached, half-crouched on the ground, and asked softly, "Sir, are you okay?"
It was against the rules for him to appear in the prison, so he could not reveal his true identity and had to remain as a prison guard for a while.
Chu Xiuyan raised half of his face and said sullenly, "Is the soul going to fly?"
Prison guard A: “…”
He thought, did he really finish the bottle of wine? He said, "You look a little uncomfortable. Do you want to go to the lounge and take a nap? It's a little after six o'clock now. I will wake you up for the Psychic Conference at eight in the morning."
Chu Xiuyan shook his head, "I still have something to do."
"Very? Is it important? Maybe you can let me handle it."
Chu Xiuyan thought for a long time, so long that Guard A began to suspect that he was asleep, and then he slowly opened his mouth: "I forgot."
Prison guard A instantly felt a familiar heart attack, thinking of a base commander who was either lost or playing dumb all day long. He exhaled deeply and said directly: "Sir, did you pick up a metal box on the road?"
He added weight? "Pick up" word, after all, he didn't expect this black-haired supervisor to stand in the hostile camp. After all, Zhang Chun was behind him, causing conflicts, which would be very troublesome to resolve.
"Ah! You reminded me?!"
Chu Xiuyan stood up shakily, then reached out and took away the tablet from the prison guard's arms.
Perhaps it was because of his drunken state that Prison Guard A was not alert, so he was a little dazed when he was knocked to the ground cleanly.
"Did you just disturb me?"
Prison guard A: "Did I say? A lot?"
Chu Xiuyan said seriously: "You have too many thoughts in your mind. Are you disturbing me?"
system:【? 】
Prison guard A: “…”
He quickly realized that something was wrong, "Wait--uh!"
Two minutes later, Chu Xiuyan was holding a tablet in his arms, humming a tuneless song, and walking towards a corridor.
In a storage room behind him, prison guard A was tied to a chair with ropes, unable to move, and even his mouth was covered with a towel, so he couldn't call for help.
"......"
Although trapped, Prison Guard A still thought out of habit.
The investigation report didn't seem to mention that the target could read minds. Was it missed?
No, Zhang Chun didn’t mention it either.
A prison guard fell into long thought.
6:15
The system finally couldn't help but: [Can you read minds? Or read micro-expressions? Or something like that?]
Chu Xiuyan: [I don’t know how to do that, but my intuition tells me that A-chan’s mind is full of thoughts, so I’m just teasing him.]
System: [I see. Super intuitive, huh?]
Chu Xiuyan did not respond. His temporary sobriety had already gone offline. He yawned, stared at the completely identical corridors on both sides, and fell into a long contemplation:
"That's weird, which floor am I on... Anyway, what am I going to do?"
System: [Find a place to lie down. I'm afraid you'll collapse on the road and be taken away as a corpse? ...Go forward? Two steps, there's an open house on the right, go in and take a rest.]
Chu Xiuyan rubbed his hair? Rubbed his hair, "Okay."
Following the system's instructions, I found the room and pushed open the slightly closed door. This was a storage room with a lot of odds and ends, broken tables and chairs, bloodstained clothes, some snacks and dried fruits, etc.
He found a chair and sat down, with the toes of his shoes touching the ground, causing the back of the chair to sway, and he looked up at the ceiling, feeling a little dazed.
【I am thinking about something.】
System: [Say.]
[I seem to feel that this story is somewhat familiar. ]
System: [? Don't scare me. ]
Chu Xiuyan rubbed his eyes? Rubbing his eyes, [I mean, I seem to have seen it somewhere...]
He paused for a moment, then suddenly straightened his upper body, as if he had discovered a new continent, and said in surprise: [Ah, I remember?! It's the uncle! When I was at the A3 base, I found some things in the uncle's file pile. The keywords were prison, supervisor, core theft, and betrayer and invader!]
System: […Great? Obviously, some cooperation and calculations that are not suitable for you to see.]
Chu Xiuyan: [? What do you mean by calculations that are not suitable for me to see? System, are you being sarcastic again? Damn it. ]
Just when I was about to fall asleep, I suddenly caught a glimpse of something and my sleepiness disappeared instantly.
In the right corner, there were many boxes of canned drinks neatly arranged, exactly the ones Chu Xiuyan had drunk before.
System alert: [You are here to rest. ]
Chu Xiuyan: [Gift! ]
He walked over, picked up a box of wine and drinks, and put a small blood crystal in its original place, then turned around and walked out the door briskly, "I remembered what I had to do, I have to go find the uncles and bring a gift."
System: [...I think Zhang Chun might not want to see you drinking, and you actually gave me money? Although it's bloody and violent, it's a good youth, very? Positive? Energy, um, very? Hot-blooded.]
Chu Xiuyan: [System, face the reality. The second volume will not be bloody or violent! ]
System: [Because you are playing in your own territory! ]
Chu Xiuyan skillfully argued with the system, holding a tablet in his left hand and a beverage box in his right hand. After walking out of the storage room and walking forward along the corridor, he ran into a team dressed in prison guard uniforms.
Chu Xiuyan stopped walking, and the people on the other side also stopped walking, as if they were using the communicator to confirm something. The looks they cast at him showed shock and hesitation.
"Morning."
Chu Xiuyan said hello.
The prison guards seemed to have confirmed it. What? The leader said very quickly: "It's him! Chase him!"
Chu Xiuyan: “?”
He looked at the team of prison guards rushing towards him with murderous intent, turned around and ran, complaining loudly as he ran.
"Why are you chasing me?"
"I just took it? A case of drinks for you guys!"
"If you keep chasing me, I'll beat up the warden!"
After finally getting rid of the prison guards, Chu Xiuyan was able to rest for a while. He muttered, "My status as a supervisor here is totally useless. I was chased as a thief for taking a box of drinks."
The system did have a guess: [Is it because you took that metal box? The previous prison guard A also mentioned that box.]
Chu Xiuyan was bewildered: "I don't have a metal box."
System: [You have it, it's in your pocket.]
Chu Xiuyan was holding something in his arms, unable to pull his hands free to take out his bag, so he tried to recall it with his memory, and finally said with certainty: "I don't have any metal box on me!"
The system thought, can't you reason with a drunkard? , and said perfunctorily: [...Okay. ]
Chu Xiuyan hummed, turned his head, and saw a storage room with an unlocked door. He looked left and right, and saw no one around, so he quietly went in.
When he came out a few minutes later, he was carrying a black schoolbag on his back, which was bulging and obviously filled with things.
"Is it possible? It feels like opening a treasure chest. The storage room here really has all kinds of weird and wonderful things."
Chu Xiuyan sighed, and when he turned around, he saw two men in supervisor uniforms walking towards him.
One of them wore glasses and had a long sword on his waist, looking like a gentleman. The other one held a pigtail, looking handsome and gentle, but with squinting eyes.
In conclusion, none of them are good people.
The two supervisors were Zai Zhe and Zhan Ri, the captains in charge of the sixth floor. They had previously chased a prisoner who looked like Zhang Chun out of the sixth floor, but they lost him in the end, so they started wandering around.
And he bumped into Chu Xiuyan who was also wandering around.
Zai Zhe looked at Chu Xiuyan and exclaimed slowly: "Only three or four days? I haven't seen you. You've grown so big? Ah."
Captain Zhanri asked curiously, "Do you know him?"
Zai Zhe nodded, and as soon as he got closer, he saw Chu Xiuyan took out two cans of drinks from his bag and handed them to him, "I'll treat you to some."
Zai Zhe: “Okay, thank you.”
Captain Zhanri took out his phone, and the map interface was marking the location of the person who was trying to snatch the [Core]. Hmm, it was a few centimeters away from them.
He looked up at the strange boy wearing the uniform of a supervisor of the same level, and then at Zai Zhe who had directly ignored the "recapture the core" task issued by the warden. After thinking for a while, he put the phone back into his pocket and pretended to know nothing.
Then he leaned against the wall with Zai Zhe, watching the strange supervisor carrying the [Core] quickly walk away? From his back, one could see that he was guilty.
"Today is also a beautiful day." Captain Zhanri leisurely opened the can of wine and took a sip. His expression gradually became a little strange. "This taste... Is it a new product?"
Zai Zhe watched the Zhanri team swallowing before he said slowly, "It was a drink that was taken off the shelves a while ago. It contained some addictive substances. Maybe the news about the prison ban was too late? There may be some inventory that has not been processed."
Captain Zhanri looked at it? Didn't know? He drank a small bottle of wine without realizing it, then looked at Zai Zhe who was obviously doing it on purpose, smiled? Said: "Let's have a fight."
Zai Zhe: "A fight without fighting and without the purpose of killing the opponent is boring."
Captain Zhanri: "I'll give you the body of an A-level psychic."
Zai Zhe slowly drew his sword: "Let me open a territory first."
Before he could finish his words, a huge black snake suddenly emerged from the spot and attacked Zai Zhe who was retreating rapidly at lightning speed.
Captain Zanri crossed his arms, watching the battle next to him, and muttered to himself, "Is it a snake now?"
......
"Wow, that was a close call, I almost flipped over. Luckily I was smart and managed to bribe them with two bottles of drinks. They drank my drinks, so they can't come after me?!"
The system hesitated: [Ah, um...]
Chu Xiuyan hurried upstairs and kicked open the tightly sealed staircase door. He ran into a prison guard team a few steps away and quickly turned into gray mist and left. Fortunately, he was not discovered.
"This seems to be the fifth floor, right?"
Chu Xiuyan turned around a few times and finally saw the floor number. He sighed, "I wanted to go to the eighth floor, but I ended up going back here."
As he was walking forward, he suddenly heard a gust of wind from behind him. He dodged it and saw a familiar face.
"Who are you?"
Wan Mingxu felt that he was stolen? [Core] This was very? humiliating, but the other party didn't even remember him, so he was furious? and attacked the other party to death.
Xuan Wu, who was a step slower, said: "Wan Mingxu, what the hell are you crazy about?!"
Chu Xiuyan shouted loudly: "That's right! What are you crazy about!"
Wan Mingxu gritted his teeth and said, "Hand over the [Core]!"
"I told you? That thing is not with me!"
As he spoke, Chu Xiuyan turned into gray mist and ran away at an extremely fast speed.
Xuan Wu, who had rushed to Wan Mingxu's side, glanced at the target location displayed on his phone, but didn't care much. The warden's order could not restrain people of their level of ability, so it was better to have less trouble than more.
He warned Wan Mingxu, "The Superpower Conference will be held in less than two hours. According to past practice, it will most likely be broadcast live throughout the base. You should also know why Mo Wei assigned the prison mission under such circumstances... Don't cause trouble!"
Wan Mingxu was filled with murderous intent. He grabbed Xuan Wu's collar and stared into his eyes, saying word by word, "Why should I be the one to endure this?"
Then he rushed quickly in the direction of Chu Xiuyan.
Xuan Wu dusted off? He dusted off his clothes, stared at Wan Mingxu's back, and cursed: "Fuck, I feel like a slut, if I didn't owe you my life... Damn it."
He chased after her too? Go up.
At this time, the central core area of the fifth floor was not far away.
The researcher looked at the main door that still had no one coming in and sighed, "The [Core] hasn't been delivered yet... It's already 6:45? In a little over half an hour, the passage to Gate No. 2 will be opened."
In order to prevent any prisoners or other people with bad intentions from breaking out of the prison through Gate No. 2, they had to activate the stabilizer again at 7:30.
The old [core] that has not yet been replaced has entered the countdown, but it can still hold on for a while.
The assistant also knew the situation and was a little dissatisfied: "What on earth does the acting base commander want to do? What a waste? With so much manpower and material resources, we could have conducted another experiment with this time."
The researcher had some guesses: "The old [core] will be completely scrapped tonight and needs to be replaced. The disassembly and reassembly will take about an hour, and the supervisors will be needed to suppress the prison riots during the period when the energy field is out of control. Normally, the new [core] will be delivered to us around six o'clock, and the reassembly will be completed before seven-thirty. The prison will restore the energy field to stability, and the supervisors can leave to attend the meeting."
"This is the ideal development. However, no matter whether it is the ruined city or the prison, some forces with ulterior motives have infiltrated. Some want to study the [Core], some simply want to create chaos, and some may dislike the acting base commander or even be involved in political struggles. They will take advantage of the prison's out-of-control period to sneak in and sabotage it."
"So, for the acting base commander, helping the prison replace the [core], ensuring that no prisoners escape during the prison's out-of-control period, finding the enemies who sneaked into the prison, suppressing the dissatisfaction of the outside world, and perhaps some other purposes. But in the end, everything he does is for the benefit of the entire base. You'd better not say such dissatisfaction in the future."
The assistant hissed, "But teacher, don't you think the acting base commander is scary?"
The researcher warned: "I've told you that? Don't say that again!"
“But I also think he’s scary.”
The assistant was a little scared of being glared at by the master, but when the voice of agreement sounded, he nodded repeatedly, "Yes, master, look, there are still people who agree with my idea..."
The researcher was slow to respond. He looked past the assistant and looked behind him, his pupils gradually shrinking.
"Teacher?" The assistant was a little surprised.
The researcher came to his senses, pushed the assistant behind him, and looked at the figure standing on the swivel chair not far away, his face pale, "You are... a puppeteer?!"
"Correct?!"
The puppeteer, who was wrapped in dirty bandages and looked like a child, jumped down from the swivel chair and pointed at the giant silver-white sphere that almost reached the ceiling behind him and said, "Is this big guy the stabilizer of this prison? Where is the [core]? Is it the crimson gem? It looks so beautiful, I don't want to hand it over?"
He bit his nails, seeming to be a little conflicted. "Bartender, what do you think?"
"If the entire base is chasing us, it will be difficult to escape far."
The bartender standing in the shadows answered softly.
All the other researchers and staff around have fainted on the ground, and are not in danger of life. This is not because the puppeteer is showing mercy, but because all of these people will become his hostages.
The researcher guessed something very quickly and said calmly, "The replacement [core] has been taken away? Now the old one is scrapped and has no use."
...That's a lie. There's still a bit of energy left in the old [Core].
His eyes moved slightly to the operating table. Pressing the restart button would forcibly stimulate the remaining power of the core and keep the prison stable for the last half hour. However, this was the last resort.
What we need to do now is to delay time and wait for support.
"It was snatched away?" The puppeteer was a little surprised and said with a strange smile, "It seems that there are quite a lot of people who want this thing. We just happened to be there to make some fun~"
At this point, he sighed, "But this is troublesome. Without the core, the cooperation with that person fails, and I can't leave the ruined city... So, I have to think of other ways, such as... how about a prison chaos?"
His eyes were filled with malice as he looked at the bartender and pointed at the huge spherical stabilizer. His voice was even trembling slightly because of his extreme joy as he said, "Let's smash this thing? Let's do it!"
Before the bartender could speak, a strange voice came from behind.
"That sounds interesting! How about adding me? Let's go blow up the prison together!"
The puppeteer was startled, and tilted his head back, and saw? A strange figure.
The other person looked a little embarrassed, wearing the prison supervisor's uniform and carrying a schoolbag. At this moment, the aura on his body was complex and strange. As the smile on his face bloomed, it gradually brought a sense of familiarity.
"No matter how you think about it, it's too boring for me to escape alone. Why don't we all join in the fun and have a blast-battle royale?"
The black-haired supervisor smiled as he wiped the blood off his cheek. The wound covered by the blood slowly healed, and the puppeteer's eyes became brighter and brighter.
"Are you also an Inhuman? How did you make it to this position? How did you manage to become a supervisor?!"
Chu Xiuyan, who has been chased and hunted till now without even a moment to breathe, is turning evil.
"Very? Simple, just kill a supervisor?" He said viciously, "Next, a supervisor with a very bad temper will break in. How about we work together to kill him?"
The puppeteer tilted his head and said, "It looks like you'll cause a lot of trouble, but I'm in a good mood, so we can join forces."
He waved in the direction of the bartender, "This is my helper. Now there are three of us. How strong is the supervisor you mentioned?"
The bartender looked at Chu Xiuyan, with a hint of surprise and weirdness in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared and he returned to calm.
He is still in disguise, and it seems that "Yun Yan" has not recognized him yet.
"It's a bit tricky..."
Chu Xiuyan looked around the bartender. Although he felt familiar, he was too drunk to think and ignored him. Then he looked towards the door and his expression became serious. "He's here?!"
The moment the words fell, there was a loud bang and the door was kicked open.
Wan Mingxu and Xuan Wu, who were also wearing supervisor uniforms but were obviously more embarrassed, appeared outside the door. They looked inside and met Chu Xiuyan's eyes, whose lips were gradually curled up. They cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, you actually dared to show up here!"
Xuan Wu glanced to the side and noticed the distinctive puppeteer and a group of researchers who had fainted on the ground. His eyelids twitched violently, "Wan Mingxu, we can't fight here."
Wan Mingxu's expression was icy, he gritted his teeth and said, "I know?"
"Come out. Since you are wearing a supervisor uniform, you are one of the high-level psychics in the ruined city. If you still have some dignity for your identity, don't hide behind the weak."
Chu Xiuyan smiled? His mood suddenly deepened, and his desire to fight continued to rise like a flame. The opponent was strong, and if he dealt with it casually, he might be defeated.
"Can't you fight without involving others? That's too weak, right?"
The puppeteer who wanted to control the hostages to fight hesitantly raised his head: "Huh?"
Before anyone could react, a large cloud of gray fog spread rapidly, covering the entire room in an instant.
"No matter where we go, I can make it my home ground... So you have to be careful and don't hurt our own people by accident."
Chu Xiuyan smiled? His face was brilliant, and he seemed to be kindly reminding her. He raised his hand slightly, and countless strange scarlet eyeballs appeared from the fog. Then, one after another, fog-like beasts condensed and formed, and gradually attacked Wan Mingxu and Xuan Wu slowly.
The puppeteer looked around, not even caring about the hostages being snatched away by the gray fog one by one. He said in amazement, "This kind of ability... Is there a new genius in the northwest?"
The bartender had a strange expression on his face when he heard this.
At this time, Zhang Chun and the pianist, who arrived here a little later, looked at the thick gray fog that filled the room and fell silent.
The pianist felt that the fog was very strange and hesitated whether to go in.
Zhang Chun was thinking, how can he use a disguised identity to calm down "Yunyan" from the indiscriminate attack mode?
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