prison
The air was thin, the space cramped, and one could faintly hear sounds coming from outside.
The conversation between the people on the other side.
"This guy is pretty bold, daring to threaten us instead."
"That's incredibly stupid."
"I guess no one will be able to come anytime soon, so we'll call it a day."
With a muffled thud, the footsteps grew fainter and fainter until finally there was no sound at all.
A faint light could be seen through the gaps in the box. I tried to move it.
He moved his body, trying to lift the heavy object on his head; with a little effort, the box opened.
It's open now, without the deliberate reinforcement and blockade by the people who were there earlier.
The space was filled with clutter, and Dai Youtong was already fast asleep in the box.
The people carrying the documents, the various scenes were just as I had imagined, even in such a situation.
Even in peacetime, there will be individuals who make a living through kidnapping and human trafficking. But I think...
Whether you're a good person or a bad person, you should have a chance to start over in your dreams.
Yes, if there are no vested interests involved, then why would anyone engage in illegal activities?
With this question in mind, I tried to open the only door in front of me, but it was locked.
It requires a specific key to open. So I checked my body...
Upon checking the remaining items, it was discovered that apart from the flashlight and walkie-talkie being missing, everything else was gone.
It was still intact, which was enough to prove that they hadn't searched me. I found a paperclip to use to unlock it.
As the door was pushed open, a hand reached out and caught the falling lock.
To prevent the lock from falling to the ground and making unnecessary noise. After several comparisons,
I believe the people I was locked up with were those from this afternoon and evening.
The missing people, since I couldn't wake them up, I had to use the light from outside the door...
They groped their way slowly in the dim light.
Even without knowing the exact time, there is no doubt that...
It's already past midnight. My body, which had been feeling a bit tired earlier, experienced the night...
After such a long and agonizing period of bad news, it's no wonder I feel overwhelmed.
Supporting my body began to feel extremely difficult; I needed to get to the unfamiliar environment as quickly as possible.
They found a way out. Outside the door was still the same style of space, with chandeliers...
Hanging from the ceiling, the temperature was even lower than outside the city, and for some reason, I...
It creates an illusion of returning underground, but this area is clearly connected to the underground...
Style and appearance have absolutely nothing to do with each other. Whether it's the sink or the drain on the floor,
They all exhibit a simple, man-made style of decoration, completely lacking the bizarre elements found underground.
That feeling. I walked in the dark, down a corridor filled with traces of life, surrounded by...
The sound seemed to be swallowed up instantly, perfectly matching the atmosphere at the time.
Same here. Because my flashlight was lost and there was almost no light, I didn't know what was ahead.
Well, all I could do was feel the coldness of the walls with my hands, in case those people woke up.
If that's the case, it's not impossible that I'll be caught again.
"Ouch!" I cried out in panic, my hand grasping at the ground instead of the ground.
I was almost hitting the ground, but I didn't make much noise. Instead, I looked for...
He hid in a corner for a while, afraid that his whereabouts would be exposed. Just now
The wall his hand touched suddenly disappeared, proving that he had arrived at a new place.
However, I've been rummaging around in this nameless place for quite a while now, but haven't achieved what I expected.
I should be thankful that those people grabbed me like that.
I'm still worried. Anyway, I'm pretty much at my wit's end right now.
The world seemed to stand still; all sounds vanished, and the panting grew louder.
A somber mood settled over me, I couldn't tell if it was my own or that of the world. I sat there listlessly, Zhou...
The surrounding cold air kept gathering towards him, its biting chill carrying a sense of familiarity.
The feeling was as if the place I was in was no longer a dream, but rather a place filled with oppression.
The reality of the world I live in, which I find both oppressive and destructive. I don't know this kind of statement.
Does this confirm my past? One thing is certain: I have indeed forgotten myself.
I'd experienced something similar before. My hands and feet were pressed against the ground, and I couldn't lift them anymore.
Am I really going to fall asleep like this? I promised them I would.
I'm back. It seems my thinking was indeed too naive. What will tomorrow bring?
What kind of punishment awaits me...?
"Big brother, wake up, it's almost dawn."
A child's innocent voice broke the tranquil darkness and awakened the dormant...
Me, asleep.
"Who are you"
"A member of the underground city."
"Underground City"
"Judging from your appearance, you must have just arrived. However, you..."
If you'd like, I can show you around the area.
I was just about to ask him about the purpose and location of those people from yesterday.
The reason for his departure from the city can be seen from his appearance; it was years before he entered the dream world.
They were not even ten years old, and faced with humans of such vastly different ages...
I was afraid that some of my words might upset him, so I simply kept quiet and...
Should we follow his advice and go with him to familiarize ourselves with the place he described?
Downtown
Along the way, I observed that there were many machines and entertainment facilities here.
The facilities are complete, including a pool table, a cafeteria, and game consoles. If not...
I probably wouldn't recall ever being detained like that last night.
They would genuinely feel that this is a legitimate entertainment venue.
"We've arrived. Push open this door, and you'll be in our dormitory, which will also be your future home."
"This is where I'll sleep." When he introduced the place to me, I... was somewhat shocked.
The conciseness and fluency with which he spoke were completely unlike that of a child.
The words that a child can say.
"Hey! Are you even listening to me?"
"Oh, I'm listening. By the way, have you and your companions been living in..."
Here?
"Yes." It seemed that he had already said it the moment I uttered the last word.
He thought about his reply and then said it.
After entering the door marked "Dormitory," I began to have doubts about this dormitory.
Does the number of people who donated actually exist?
"One hundred...two hundred...three hundred! There are so many people in the dungeon!"
"Yes, otherwise where would we get so many civilian goods and such a big place?"
He casually picked up the megaphone leaning against the doorframe and spoke to a group of sleeping people.
He walked over to someone whose facial age was similar to his own.
"Wake up, everyone!" Gradually, the empty dormitory room filled with people.
People quickly dressed and crowded towards the sink.
Heading in that direction, the orderly washing up stood out amidst the noise, which is quite remarkable considering that most children...
They couldn't do that; perhaps they had already suffered here for a long time.
They trained during that time.
Because the sinks are installed on both sides of the wall, when they stand in a row...
While washing up, I couldn't see the path behind me, but this left me with some thoughts.
The test time. If what that child said is true, and there is survival in the dungeon...
If we consider space, what is the meaning of the existence of dreams? Even knowing that the city of dreams...
The city center is where people live, so why is illegal construction still needed?
Down in town, the child who had guided me was about to blend in, so I...
Mustering my courage, I asked:
Can I leave the dungeon?
"What?" He turned his head and looked at me with a fierce gaze.
"Don't think that just because you're older you can run away on your own."
Violating the rules set by the person in charge here will result in excruciating interrogation.
Watching him slowly squeeze into the crowd, I quickly followed and asked:
"Who is the person in charge and why can't they leave? You should explain that clearly."
"Chu!" But all he got was indifference.
It's around six in the morning, and I still haven't arrived at this place called "underground".
We couldn't find any clues in the "city" setting, but the coldness in what the child had just said...
That "cool" comment made me lose confidence instantly. Why didn't the people who came in get it?
They're still acting so indifferent, even though they're supposed to be out of the country. Thinking about it...
My body followed them into the indoor restaurant, which didn't have a designated area.
For food service staff, all ordering and pickup services are handled by machines.
To avoid revealing my identity as much as possible, I blended into the crowd and imitated him.
They started eating breakfast. At that moment, I looked around and noticed...
These children were actually able to divide the work and cooperate, and eat with me, without any adult guidance.
Whether it's having breakfast, playing ball, or playing games, everyone is there.
Act in accordance with your own will. Generally speaking, the establishment of a training course also...
There is a need for teachers, and the classroom order cultivated by the children is always...
They needed the guidance and instruction of teachers. Therefore, I don't trust these children.
Their lifestyle habits are formed innately; as for the person in charge they mentioned,
Is this a general term for responsibilities similar to those of teachers? It seems that to clarify this issue...
We must live here for a while first.
"Those who haven't finished breakfast, hurry up and go to your seats."
Amidst the noise, the adult's command was exceptionally clear. Startled, I dropped my plate and quickly...
I quickly glanced around to make sure my identity hadn't been exposed before I dared to...
I looked at the adult walking towards me; because he was wearing sunglasses, I wasn't sure if I had them.
I have seen him before.
"By the way, just last night, a person with a school pass around their neck..."
The witness opened the iron door of the storage room and escaped; he was approximately sixteen years old.
"Seen"
In an instant, my heart ached, and my head began to go numb. Regardless of this...
His tone of voice, and even his appearance, exuded a terrifying adult aura.
The sense of oppression inherent in people. Watching him gradually approach, I wanted to run away.
It was too late; the people around her were also hurriedly carrying plates, and in an instant, the entire restaurant was...
Left alone, my legs began to tremble violently, as if I knew what would happen next.
They will suffer such a terrible price.
"Have you... finished eating?" I didn't dare look up at him, but I could hear the volume of his voice.
I realized he was standing in front of me.
"No...no..." I stammered out two words.
"What are you standing there for? Hurry up!" he said casually to me.
He gave a shout and walked towards the dormitory area behind him.
As the footsteps grew fainter, I breathed a sigh of relief, and tears welled up in my eyes.
Sliding down, even though I wasn't hurt in the end, that brief moment...
The fright left me with psychological trauma; it took me a while to be able to lift my foot and straighten up.
I walk a lot. Only after I shakily placed the plate into the washing area did I notice myself...
I still have my campus pass on, which proves that I did indeed break out earlier.
Having revealed my identity, why didn't that official arrest me a second time? Instead...
They mistook me for someone from the underground city. At that moment, I couldn't care less about that.
I need to find a way to reintegrate into the community and cherish the chance to live that God has given me.
After walking around, I finally understood the general layout of the underground city, and its...
Calling it an underground city is an understatement; it's more accurate to describe it as an underground training institution.
I ultimately chose to sit at an empty machine in the gaming area because, compared to physical gaming...
For sports activities requiring more physical exertion, staying in the game area allows for better observation of the situation and surroundings.
The situation presented an opportunity. I glanced at the man sitting next to me, a few years younger than me; he...
The way he turned on the game console and his demeanor were completely out of character for his age, even though
He noticed me looking at him, but he ignored me. So gradually, I also...
After learning how to start the machine, and beginning to play games following other people's instructions,
Their eyes didn't stop searching for clues, but they just didn't understand how this situation would end.
It won't last forever.
"Everyone, give it your all! Stay alert! Don't let me find out who's..."
"Slacking off." The familiar voice drew near again; without even looking, one knew it was the same voice from before.
The person wearing sunglasses passed by me. I quickly withdrew my searching motion, my eyes...
Staring intently at the computer screen.
"When you're doing something, always listen attentively to what I have to say. I don't..."
Whether they came in voluntarily, were recommended by others, or even like last night...
Whether they were arrested because of threats to the organization or not, they all had work experience here.
The right to life. I don't want to hear anyone again expressing a desire to go out or anything similar.
"The food and dormitories here aren't just for your convenience." Having said that, he...
They walked back to where they had been, and the people around them didn't seem to have been affected at all; they were still...
They kept their heads down, busy with the things at hand.
"What is this!" Perhaps unable to contain my anger, I...
He slammed his fist hard onto the computer keyboard, regretting that he hadn't smashed the keyboard with his punch.
rotten.
"Why make such a commotion? Are you afraid no one will come?" Someone nearby finally said.
He uttered his first words.
"Even if those people came, what could they do to me?" I replied in a low voice.
His words.
"It seems you're a newcomer and have no idea what's going on here."
"So what exactly is the situation here? Tell me what you know."
This place called the "underground city" has been under the control of several adults for a long time.
The person from before was just one of them. The children who came here will undoubtedly have to stay.
Help advance the construction of the underground city, and you'll never be able to leave it, until your arrival.
There have been countless cases of people being tortured to death for trying to find a way out.
"If everything were as you say, then everyone here, no..."
Have they all lost the right to freedom?
"That's true, but as you can see, none of the people here are like you."
They were equally eager to uncover the truth. Why? Because, in their view, compared to the underground...
The areas outside the city are even more dangerous; I'm sure you've seen more than one such place.
This is probably a thunderstorm.
"Um... okay, I understand, thank you."
It was all like a dream, so fake, so incredibly fake.
It's nauseating. They say humans in dreams are completely free? Does that mean...?
Have all the children imprisoned in the underground city gained their freedom?
Does equality mean everyone is equal? Does it mean that a child being bullied by an adult is equality?
Taking advantage of their inadequate dream management, they exploit others wantonly, labeling it as "freedom."
It's just a facade of "equality".
Such illegal blocking behavior, if placed in reality, is...
Absolutely unforgivable. For some reason, I had an idea to expose it.
And make this place public, so that outsiders can see what they thought was a dream world.
Is the world also in such a less than satisfactory state? But I also know that it's not something that can be achieved by just one person.
Force is absolutely not going to work, especially since I haven't even figured out where this place is yet.
The plan, though reluctantly undertaken, required suppressing the emotions that had been brewing within him for a long time, and to proceed slowly.
Slowly investigate within the crowd.
"It's break time now. Everyone is free to do as they please, but please don't go to non-work areas."
"Work area." At the man's shout, everyone stopped what they were doing.
The creatures scattered in all directions, not far away. This provided me with a convenient source of clues.
This was a golden opportunity. After the man in sunglasses finished speaking, he started to walk away.
So I bent down slightly and followed, while avoiding being...
It turns out that the direction this person is heading might be the same direction they left.
"Have you found the person who broke the lock on the storage room?" came the question.
Upon hearing the sound, I quickly abandoned my pursuit and hid behind a wall, because I could...
It was obvious that the sound did not come from the man in front.
sound.
"Boss, that kid you mentioned has already started working with that group of people."
Although he had indeed attempted to escape from prison before, he now...
The fact that it has been automatically added to the workspace is a clear indication that your hypnotic drug is working.
"Did you?" the man said to another man on the sofa directly in front of him, his back to me.
That's what I'm saying.
"I know you've always wanted to make our dungeon's membership bigger, this..."
That's a good thing. At the same time, don't put any pressure on people wearing campus passes.
Don't be alarmed; today's investigators are capable of protecting themselves and surviving.
"Don't worry, boss. As long as we're discreet enough when we're doing this, even if someone discovers it..."
"Once it's discovered, it will be difficult for our headquarters to be exposed."
"Okay, let's go back."
I quickly ran towards the crowd, afraid that my eavesdropping would be punished.
A wonderful result.
The footsteps grew more rapid, as if someone were about to...
They got caught red-handed.
"If you want to find a restroom, just ask the people around you. I'm not responsible if you get lost."
I turned around in a panic and saw him standing on the other side of the corner, facing the little girl.
That brief moment once again saved me from danger, allowing me to successfully eavesdrop.
It provided useful intelligence.
The truth behind the underground city is cruelly unbelievable and unimaginable.
Even in a dream filled with an atmosphere of peace, there are still people with darkness in their hearts.
Instead of being able to atone for their past sins in the new environment, they...
It intensified, silently disrupting the balance of the dream. I firmly believe that...
They will get their comeuppance someday, and I will definitely be able to escape, because I have...
The responsibility to protect the safety of others. Lianying, Shunwuye, I apologize for keeping you waiting, and please...
We believe that one day I will see the light of day again.
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