“Squeak—”

Before the lights went out, the door of the cell was finally opened again. Without raising his eyes, Locke already knew who had returned.

After all, up to now, that person is the only one still outside the entire cell.

The wound on his wrist seemed to ache again. He tried hard not to look up, but he still glanced towards the door reflexively.

...Just a glance, it shouldn't be a big problem, right...?

However, at the moment when his sight was focused——

Locke's pupils shrank again and again, and his blood seemed to solidify in an instant.

Cold sweat oozed uncontrollably from his forehead, and fear overwhelmed him, making it almost impossible for him to even look.

——I saw a uniquely shaped earring appear under the left ear of the black-haired boy.

It was an eye with a vertical pupil.

One of them felt his gaze and turned slightly, then headed in his direction, looking down at his eyes coldly and condescendingly.

…

Feeling Locke's gaze, César glanced at him and raised his eyebrows slightly.

I only gave him a light cut yesterday, and he wasn't disabled or dead. Why does it seem like his sanity is suddenly in danger today?

Is the mental state of this batch of prisoners really so bad?

He ignored Locke and slowly returned to his bed. As soon as he lay down, he heard a low buzzing voice in his left ear:

"Do we need to kill them?"

César blinked and replied under the cover of the noisy voices of the prisoners outside: "How to kill?"

"There are many ways," the childish voice was immature and emotionless, "I will kill them however you like them to die."

Xizel was silent for a moment.

It's really not that he wants to think too much, but after experiencing so much poisoning from comics and comic readers, he can already imagine what effect such remarks would have if put in a comic.

"Peace & love." Cesar said kindly without changing his expression or heartbeat, "If we always mention the word 'kill', it will make us look bad."

He added the second half of the sentence slowly: "--Although we are not good people to begin with."

Ursula supported with relief: "I give it eighteen paws in favor."

The thin boy smiled in the darkness, and then he suddenly remembered something and confirmed casually: "You seem to be able to read minds."

"It's not 'mind reading', it's just 'resonance' on a shallow level." Ursula's voice was always flat and a little dull: "But after you woke up, I couldn't hear your general thoughts anymore."

Cesar blinked. He knew that Ursula couldn't know all other people's thoughts, otherwise what she heard from him at that time would not be "This thing is quite good-looking", but the next sentence "Maybe I should find time to see a doctor".

But he didn't expect that the name of this ability was "Resonance".

You know, the difference between "resonance" and "mind reading" is not small at all.

As for "not being able to hear the voice of his heart after waking up", it may be related to the new setting he was given. After all, the eye on his arm is more than just a mark.

"How did you get brought here...and locked up?" Xizel asked a question that seemed a little dangerous.

"I don't remember a lot of things." Ursula's attitude was unexpectedly calm, but her voice was a little lower: "But I'm not something strange."

"Of course you are not." The black-haired boy's voice seemed to have a hint of smile at first, but if you listen carefully, you will find that it is calm and cold.

"What's strange is not the 'container' or the 'experiment', but the people who created them."

The main plot involving the protagonist of the comic must be closely related to this world. Since Xia Zuo was treated as an experimental subject in the White Elephant District, there must be more dirtiness in the core of power.

After all, Xia Zuo was originally going to be taken away to the southeast, and the southeast direction of the White Elephant District can gradually get closer to the political center of the Federation.

Behind the mountains in the northwest of the Federation is the Eastwood Prison for the Insane, a famous place for the exile of high-risk people. It is too dangerous to build a laboratory there;

The south is the area of ​​the picket tower, which is easy to be caught;

There was no need to consider the Northeast, neither the Dead Sea of ​​Della nor the Northern Ice Realm were fun places. After much thought, of course, my own home, where I had the most control, was the most suitable.

I'm afraid that in the minds of the federal high-ranking officials, they still feel that they are surrounded by wolves and are pitiful.

The reason why César directly asked Ursula whether she was a "container" or a "test subject" inside the door was because of what he saw - those tentacles that occupied a huge area. It would be too difficult to bring them to the prison and lock them up without attracting attention.

However, if we could choose a suitable container, reduce the area, and prevent her breath from leaking out, after weakening most of her power, and then use special minerals to make the only door leading to the outside world, we could then lock down her range of activities.

Although the door appears to be made of iron, and César has always called it the "iron door", it is easy to imagine that keeping an eye on the cage of such a dangerous character would not be that simple.

…I have to find a way to get some scraps of that door.

Ursula didn't know what the boy who was just speaking for her was thinking at the moment, so she asked, "Will we really not be discovered?"

"Don't worry, Miss Ursula..." The black-haired boy came back to his senses, blinked his eyes, and said with a smile: "There is a B-level who can detect talent in this prison. Since he didn't find any clues the moment we opened the door, it means that his ability is not enough to find you."

——What's more, whether Ursula and his abilities are talents is still unknown.

Xi Ze'er's voice was calm:

"You should be able to sense that Xia Zuo is a very pure light-type talent holder. Even Xia Zuo can't detect anything unusual. When you appear in human form, you will just be a human girl."

"Xia Zuo. I don't like him." Ursula said expressionlessly.

"It doesn't matter. It's enough that he doesn't hate you." Xizel was very calm.

Ursula: “…”

She didn't say anything else.

Unfortunately, the peace in the prison, like tonight, did not last long.

On the second day, everyone could clearly see that the prison's security level had risen several levels. However, the guards themselves looked confused and obviously did not understand what was going on.

As soon as Xizel woke up, he saved the game.

He had a book with him, and no one else could see the wordless book. With his smooth movements, Ursula just thought he had started reading in the morning.

She was curious about everything, but she didn't rush Cesar. Instead, she waited quietly for him to finish packing and come to the cafeteria.

The brown-haired boy was waiting for Cesar here as always.

Xia Zuo looked very energetic, not affected at all by yesterday's strange experience. It was just that his san value was too high, and he was a little depressed that he couldn't see Ursula.

Ursula said coldly again, "He flashed my eyes."

Xizel: “…”

As if he hadn't heard anything, he said calmly, "Be prepared in the next few days."

Xia Zuo asked in confusion, "What preparations?"

"I'm afraid this prison will soon have to be taken over by someone else." The black-haired boy said calmly, as if he had seen the future with his own eyes:

"You should take advantage of this most chaotic time to increase your charges and risk score, and then be transferred to a level one prison naturally."

"Is time urgent?" Xia Zuo nodded with full fighting spirit: "Don't worry, Caesar, I will do my best!"

Ursula added quietly, "After all, if you don't leave now, you'll never be able to leave."

The warden would not be able to keep this secret for long, and Ursula did not want to be locked up again.

"It's not that serious." Xizel shook his head and said calmly: "They probably don't know your true situation and mistakenly think that you are just a failed and useless defective product, so they found an unimportant place to "place" you."

Ursula said she didn't remember anything, and if she was not lying, she was probably unconscious before. In the eyes of those researchers, this was a defective product.

How important can a defective product be?

"If it doesn't work, then expose your talent." The black-haired boy raised his eyelids and his eyes fell on Xia Zuo: "- Lead him to the picket tower."

"Patrol Tower..." Xia Zuo repeated to himself, "...You think they are colluding with the Federation regarding the experiment. So even if we go there, we can find out some things that cannot be made public through the agreement between them and the Federation."

"It's just a possibility." Xizel smiled and said, "Who knows what kind of agreement they have signed with the Federation? I'm not a god, I can't know everything."

Xia Zuo: “.”

The brown-haired boy remained subtle and silent.

"Don't worry. Don't the Big Three still have the Eastwood Lunatic Prison?" The black-haired boy picked up a potato with one hand and supported his chin with the other. His movements were relaxed and he gently and skillfully comforted them, "At least Eastwood has never been involved with them."

Xia Zuo: ...That’s because there is no force that wants to play QAQ with the high-risk crazy group of people.

"In fact, the most common comments I heard about the picket tower enforcement officers were 'impartial law enforcement', 'inhumane', and 'biting everyone they saw'. I thought they really were like that."

"The lower and upper levels are naturally different, and the upper levels are well disguised." The black-haired boy tilted his head. "Also, did you hear what the federal officials said? That's right, the picket tower likes to bite them the most."

Xia Zuo: “…”

I couldn't refute it for a moment.

What he heard by chance seemed to have been spread by those people.

"Is this what you eat for breakfast?"

Ursula, who had been very quiet, suddenly spoke up.

Xia Zuo glanced at his vegan food and for some reason, he had a bad feeling.

As it turned out, his hunch was correct.

——Because in the next second, a tentacle swung over extremely quickly. If it weren’t for Xia Zuo’s terrifying dynamic vision, he would not have been able to catch its shadow at all.

Then, a bloody dead rat appeared on Xia Zuo's plate.

Xia Zuo: “……?”

Ursula: "Protect César. This is your reward."

Xia Zuo: “???”

Cesar silently looked away.

Fortunately, he had the foresight to declare last night that he didn't like eating rats.