From a distance, the people inside the prison saw the group of people stopping outside them, their eyes filled with a mixture of envy and worry.
"See that? The bug hunter team is here. I wish we could go with them."
"Heh, whoever wants to go can go. It's said that these insect-hunting squads are extremely fierce, with a mortality rate as high as 70%."
"Really? Seventy percent mortality rate? My God, if you go there, it's practically the same as dying."
"Who can argue with that? People who have the courage to join the headhunting team are impressive. But why is there a group over there that wasn't grouped with them?"
"That's Death Team Three. They usually go out to hunt sandworms. Unlike other teams, these people are really tough!"
"I've heard of this place; it's called the Death Group 3. Anyone who survives there is a master."
The people on their exercise leave in the prison chatted idly, their eyes fixed on the outside of the prison.
Suddenly, a person appeared from inside the prison, dragging long shackles, slowly walking towards the outside under the guidance of a prison guard.
The iron chains in the city dragged on the ground, making a clattering sound that was so jarring.
As Lu Yuan walked, he twisted his neck, feeling much more comfortable all over after taking a shower.
However, his prison uniform was still not completely dry, and he hoped that it would dry a little under the scorching sun when he got out.
Sure enough, the moment Lu Yuan stepped out of the prison, he understood what "drying instantly" meant. His clothes were still wet and clinging to his body in a second, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
The next second, when he was under the sun, in less than ten seconds, he felt as if his clothes had been instantly changed and dried on the spot.
However, the intensity of the radiation he received also made him feel somewhat uncomfortable.
The warden stood in the direction of the prison and waved to Lu Yuan outside the door.
Lu Yuan nodded slightly and walked in the direction of the insect-hunting team.
The leader of the insect-hunting squad nodded slightly in the direction of the warden, then turned and nodded to the two people beside him.
The two then went to a shady spot outside and dragged Lu Yuan inside.
"I don't want to live anymore. Being exposed to the sun for so long, I'll be burned to death by the rays!"
Lu Yuan, still enveloped in the shadows, was experiencing the stinging sensation he had just felt.
That was the stinging sensation of the sun on my skin, like countless needles piercing my body.
The Earth's atmosphere has been almost completely destroyed by the moon, and the oxygen reserves on the Earth's surface have been largely absorbed by those rampant plants, so the entire world has now become a desert.
Without the protection of the atmosphere, solar rays and various cosmic rays can easily penetrate the Earth's surface.
Prolonged exposure to sunlight can have a significant impact on a person's health.
Lu Yuan looked down at his arm; in just a few seconds of being exposed to the sun, the color of his arm had changed.
Everyone in the group looked at Lu Yuan with interest, and the leader walked up to Lu Yuan.
"I heard you're that legendary figure in prison, Prisoner Zero?"
Lu Yuan twisted his wrist. The shackles on his hands had not yet been removed, so he was a little inconvenient to move around. When the other party saw Lu Yuan's action, he immediately understood what he meant.
So he turned to his assistant and nodded. The assistant took out a caliper from the email and clamped it tightly onto the shackles on Lu Yuan's hands.
With a snap, the sound of metal breaking rang out, and the handcuffs on Lu Yuan's hands fell to the ground.
Without the handcuffs, Lu Yuan felt much more relaxed in his hands, elbows, and upper body.
These shackles weigh about 20 kilograms. Wearing such heavy shackles every day while walking around makes it virtually impossible to do much manual labor.
Now the other party unlocked the shackles on Lu Yuan's feet, and then took out a cigarette from his pocket to hand it to Lu Yuan.
However, Lu Yuan took all the cigarettes out of the other person's hand, pulled out two, threw one to the other person, and kept one for himself.
The other person wasn't angry; a slight smile appeared on their lips as they lit Lu Yuan's cigarette with great interest.
"That's interesting. Tell me, which group are you planning to join this time?"
After taking a drag of his cigarette, Lu Yuan glanced at the opposing team and his eyes landed on Group Three.
"I heard that Team Three has the best pay and benefits, how about we go for Team Three?"
The other person was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then burst into laughter.
"Wow, that's impressive. I didn't expect you to ask for three groups right off the bat. You have a lot of guts, which really shocks me. But once you're in the third group, you might not be coming back. I heard the warden just moved you to a different cell!"
"It's alright, you can come back after you switch. Although Group Three is known as Group Three of Death, the mortality rate is not 100%. Many elderly people still survived, didn't they?"
The other person shrugged slightly, then took a deep drag on his cigarette and held up three fingers in the direction of the prison.
Upon seeing this, the warden's face showed a slightly solemn expression.
However, he didn't say anything more at the time, only nodded slightly.
Seeing that the warden had agreed, the leader of the Insect Hunter Squad stubbed out his cigarette and patted Lu Yuan on the shoulder.
He reached out and beckoned with his finger towards Group 3.
"From today onwards, you are a member of Group Three. Just follow the instructions of the Group Three leader. This is He Bing, the Group Three leader!"
A tall, thin man walked over, still carrying something that looked like an oxygen tank on his shoulder, and then extended his withered arm to Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan shook hands with the other person and could feel the calluses on his hands. He wondered what kind of person the other person was, but he had a feeling that this person had killed a lot of people. Lu Yuan saw a trace of bloodthirsty killing intent in his eyes.
The other party didn't say much, just turned his head and gestured for Lu Yuan to go directly to the group and lead the way.
Then he saw Lu Yuan begin to breathe rapidly, and he knew that he was experiencing oxygen deficiency.
So he patted his assistant beside him, and the assistant immediately understood what to do.
The assistant went to a car behind them, took out an oxygen cylinder just like theirs, and tossed it to Lu Yuan.
"Learn from us, save some money. This canister of oxygen can only be used once a day. If you use it more than once, no one will give you extra!"
After Lu Yuan took the oxygen cylinder, he followed their example and hung it on his back, wrapped the tube halfway around his body, and then put the oxygen mask on his face.
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