Chapter 116 A Promise Worth a Thousand Pieces of Gold (Part 4) A Strange Girl, the Blue Grid Building...
It's easy to fool the surveillance cameras and passersby; a portable screen with invisibility can solve the problem. But getting through the security gate is more difficult.
To open that door, in addition to identity and access authentication, someone outside the door, on the other side of the Cross Prison, must also go through the same complex verification process before the door can be opened.
After leaving the rest room, Du Yu and Lin Qi had been wandering around the laboratory for almost seven hours. Besides getting the maps of the laboratory and the prison, the most time-consuming thing was figuring out the opening pattern of the security gates.
Fortunately, although Du Yu has not yet found a way to bypass this complicated door-opening verification method, he is confident that he can escape with the expiration date the moment the door is opened, based on the information he has collected.
When the prisoners at Cross Prison entered, most of them signed an authorization statement to cooperate with the experiments—they had no choice but to sign. The prison only provided free food and lodging to prisoners who "contributed to the progress of the city." If they didn't sign, they would have to pay for their entire prison sentence themselves, and the "breathing tax" was almost a thousand credits a day.
However, the security procedures reveal that this laboratory under the clock tower holds a prestigious position; not all prisoners can be brought in, and prisoners are only allowed in every few days.
Du Yu was lucky; ten minutes later, a new prisoner was being sent over from the prison.
"We still have some time, let's review it one more time."
Linqi nodded, turning his gaze away from the [portable screen], a hint of nervousness in his eyes: "Um... when the researcher arrives to pick up the person, follow behind her, and the moment the security gate opens, compress your entire skeleton and rush out just as the prisoner enters the research center and the security gate is about to close."
The escape plan sounds simple, and the key is just one word: "speed," but it's far from easy to execute.
This plan not only requires swift action to avoid alerting those present, but also precise timing of the opening and closing of the door. If it's too fast, the prisoner won't be inside yet, and the plan will result in a collision; if it's too slow, the security gate will have already closed, and the prisoner will crash into the gate.
Anyway, since they were both nearing the end of the A-level ability period, her special ability did not involve physical enhancement. The two of them tried several times, but she was always just a little bit short.
For non-combatants, escaping from prison is truly a difficult task.
So, what Linqi just recited was Du Yu's battle plan, and Linqi's mission was—
"They're here!"
A few minutes ahead of schedule!
There was no time for further rehearsal. Du Yu narrowed his eyes, his pupils fixed on the approaching person. The moment the researcher entered the mission code and pressed the button with his index finger, all the muscles in his body tensed up, and he rushed out swiftly and lightly. He stopped just a centimeter away from the researcher's back, and his [portable curtain] "covered" all the changes in light and shadow and sound.
The researcher released his finger from the "8" button and continued pressing the next number without noticing anything.
The instant Du Yu rushed out, Lin Qi raised his hands above his head and quickly retreated with another [portable curtain], stopping in a blind spot of the surveillance cameras in the corridor.
"Creak—"
Time passed through one tedious verification procedure after another. The chains and gears turned, and the security gate finally moved back, letting in a sliver of free light.
The first step of the plan has been a success!
That's right, that's my role in the whole escape plan—completely useless. What if I can't keep up with 1503's pace? Then I won't follow. At times like this, not holding them back is the biggest contribution.
Anyway, according to 1503, as long as she has the coordinates, she has a sealed artifact that can teleport her, and she will bring herself out after successfully leaving the prison.
The plan was going smoothly. As the deadline approached, she stared at the slowly opening door and breathed a sigh of relief. She wasn't worried about her own safety. 1503 wouldn't lie to her—not because of trust, but because there was no need. She wouldn't even need to use her brain to crush her if she wanted to.
Nerves were on edge, heart was racing, and she subconsciously licked her lips as her period approached. Her muscles were heating up with excitement. The next moment, her eyes widened, her brows furrowed in disbelief, and she almost gasped for breath.
How could this be?!
Perhaps for the purpose of transporting equipment, the security gate was very wide. According to her and 1503's estimate, as long as they compressed their bones while passing through, they could successfully pass through the gate without alerting anyone.
But none of them expected that what was standing at the door was a "prisoner" who was two meters tall and two meters wide, with swollen skin all over his body, and it was hard to tell if he could even be called human. With the fat hanging down his body, he almost completely blocked the security gate!
In this situation, probably only a mosquito could squeeze through the gap.
To force our way through, or wait for the next opportunity? But according to the schedule, the next one is in three days… Only the gray fog knows if this spatial rift can survive for three days!
Because in the same [Portable Curtain], you can see 1503 wearing another curtain.
If he were 1503, he would probably be incredibly conflicted right now. But under the watchful eyes of the prisoner on his deathbed, 1503's body paused slightly, as if he too was momentarily startled by this unexpected prisoner.
The next moment, the tall, thin woman who was originally close to 1.8 meters tall suddenly became shorter, and her arms and calves appeared to have shrunk to varying degrees.
Linqi knew that 1503 was compressing her bones, and to a greater extent than discussed, almost shrunk her by half. Clearly, she still wanted to try!
It's true that superhumans with strong control over their bodies can temporarily compress their bones with their mental power, but since their special ability isn't about shapeshifting, the "compression" they can achieve using their mental power is very limited, and the space this prisoner left for them was even more limited.
Will it succeed?
Suddenly, she was stunned by the man's size. Upon calm observation, she realized that although the prisoner had such exaggerated proportions, almost blocking the security gate like a wall, he was not "solid"!
What supports that enormous body is not bones, but fat!
Beneath the skin stretched to almost transparent, golden fat jiggled incessantly. The massive body, covered with countless mounds of flesh, seemed to sway downwards due to gravity, causing the nearly square body to dent into a small, hollow space.
If this hole were a little bigger... maybe we could actually get through!
Linqi couldn't help but hold her breath. Throughout the journey, she had no doubt about 1503's strength, but could a human be capable of seizing such a tiny opportunity, which could be measured in milliseconds, under such intense pressure?
There was no way to know what the woman with the pseudonym "Suibian" and code name "1503" was thinking. In the blink of an eye, the prisoner blocking the door took a step forward, suddenly lowered his head and sneezed. His fat body trembled like a boulder crashing into a pool of water, and a hole large enough for a person to jump into suddenly appeared!
Seeing his skin drooping to its limit and the fat about to bounce back, 1503 pushed off with his right foot, tensing all his muscles to an incredible degree. Without any running start or leverage, he leaped two meters and burst through the gap like a cannonball.
That moment was both very short and very long.
The fat trembled, and the cold metal door creaked as it tried to close. Limited by his avatar and the rituals in the prison that suppressed his supernatural abilities, Du Yu squeezed every last bit of mental energy to the limit.
Just before the security gate closed, Du Yu felt a sense of relief and subconsciously looked back, where he met the gaze of a little girl who seemed to be casually looking around.
Didn't the experimental plan clearly state that there was only one sample?!
Upon seeing the little girl's face clearly, a second question rushed into my mind: Isn't that Cat Whiskers? She was also in the Cross Prison?!
The security gate slammed shut, completely separating the two of them. Yu came to her senses and wasn't so surprised.
Despite having the mind of an adult, she always has the appearance of a child; Cat Whiskers clearly has her secrets.
Moreover, the way he entered the Upper City through imprisonment was Cat Beard's idea. She was so familiar with Cross Prison, so it wouldn't be surprising if she had also been a "fellow inmate".
I'll talk to Cat Whiskers when I have time...
Suppressing this thought, Du Yu looked at the [Portable Curtain], whose usage count had quietly decreased by one, and after determining the direction, ran towards the gate of the Cross Prison.
Before entering, Catbeard gave himself a map of the Cross Prison from before. Although the layout of the prison changes over time, as long as it is not renovated, the general location can still be matched.
When Du Yu came in, he had secretly compared the maps, and at least in the areas of the prison gate, cells, and sheriff's quarters, the maps were largely correct.
To be honest, even in the Upper City, Cross Prison's security measures are definitely among the top tier, but during the few hours they spent wandering around the research center before their departure, they had already seen what the prison's most advanced security measures looked like.
Not to mention, after just experiencing that terrifying moment, Du Yu now looked at the security measures at the prison gate with a lack of enthusiasm.
Perhaps because it was in a spacetime rift, everything went incredibly smoothly. Du Yu took a set of civilian clothes that the sheriffs would wear when changing shifts from the sheriff's dormitory, left the Cross Prison by hugging the bottom of the hearse, and finally found a Blue Grid hovercar at the biological materials recycling center. Using a "ticket," he successfully arrived at the headquarters building of Blue Grid Communications.
Aside from almost getting facial paralysis from the wind, everything went smoothly, which made Du Yu feel somewhat uneasy.
The headquarters building of Lange was named very casually, simply "Lange Building". Du Yu followed two employees in and found an empty storage room to stay in.
If there is a very general map for reference in the Upper City area, the interior of the Blue Grid Building and the hilltop villa area where the original owner used to live can only be imagined by most people.
Fortunately, Du Yu retains the original owner's memories and knows how to enter the hilltop villa area, the original owner's former residence, through the Blue Grid Building.
In Du Yu's view, the Upper District is less a district and more a backyard for the tycoons. Apart from a very few public facilities, all areas have been divided up by the major companies.
The Lange Building where Du Yu is located is indeed Lange's headquarters, but that doesn't mean Lange's territory is only this big.
Office area, core component production workshop, R&D area, testing area, employee welfare area, education area, organic fruit and vegetable cultivation center... as well as the hilltop villa area with the best location and largest area, which is only for shareholders and senior executives.
The Langge Building is surrounded by buildings of all sizes. Employees here can meet all their living needs without leaving the company. Living here is like living in a city-state.
This is the control that conglomerates have over the City of the Sun.
Du Yu gently pulled back the curtains and looked through the glass at the beautiful and exquisite mountains in the distance.
In Shangcheng District, where land is incredibly valuable and even breathing requires a "high-quality air usage fee," Lange built a mountain there.
The mountain's height is only average, but its peaks stretch endlessly, dotted with villas and palaces of all sizes, set against a backdrop of lush greenery. Nature and man-made structures blend perfectly, achieving the ultimate in luxury and beauty.
Du Yu turned his gaze to the highest mountain peak, where a magnificent and luxurious palace, almost beyond words, appeared even more noble against the backdrop of clouds and mist.
That was Du Yu's goal for this trip.
That is, the original owner's former "home".
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