The Gray Moon District was not close to the Central Level One Prison. Even if a high-risk detention vehicle with a dedicated channel came to pick them up, it still took almost a whole day to travel quickly.

It was not until the late night that they were almost reaching their destination, and they had hardly any rest along the way.

As a supervisor, Xizel had much more freedom than Xia Zuo. During the two rare stops along the way, he got off the car and walked around the area.

When he returned to the car, he would have two more books about the local customs and culture in his hands. Sometimes there would be some strange things that looked like banned books. Just looking at the cover gave him an especially uncomfortable and weird feeling. The black-haired boy held them like a rebellious child pursuing novelty.

Every time the driver saw him like this, he felt a little disappointed.

——Don’t you think about where you are going? You are almost losing your life and property, so what’s the point of reading those books? The local customs and practices… You may not be able to come back alive in the future.

The black-haired boy simply ignored such heartache. The driver even suspected that the kid had never been to a big city, otherwise why would he be so interested in things that they took for granted.

"Cesare-Ursula... hasn't arrived yet? QAQ?"

The atmosphere in the front was barely harmonious, but Xia Zuo in the back car had lifeless eyes, and his originally hard hair was falling down listlessly. He felt like he was about to die.

After he said this, Ursula appeared in front of him almost instantly, sitting upright, and mockingly said expressionlessly: "Ha."

"Even patients can endure long journeys, but you can't. You are so weak."

Xia Zuo, who was labeled as weak by the only girl in the team, said: "..."

He opened his eyes wide and defended himself with great grievance: "But I have been here for almost a whole day. Apart from eating and going to the toilet, I have not moved at all! Not at all!"

Then he received a disdainful look from Ursula.

The black-haired girl had a blank expression on her face, and said with strange pride: "Except for coming to see you just now, I have not moved at all, and have not caused any trouble to Caesar."

Xia Zuo's breath got caught in his throat and he suddenly felt even more depressed.

...We are different species and cannot communicate, thank you.

"Cesare told me to tell you that we will be able to enter the security area of ​​the Level 1 prison in about 20 minutes."

After mocking Xia Zuo as usual, Ursula finally remembered her business. She imitated César's tone and raised her index finger expressionlessly to emphasize:

"The area of ​​the first-level prison is nearly a thousand acres. It is located in the suburbs next to the central area of ​​the Federation. The hardware facilities are complete. According to the standard configuration, there are at least two A-level talent holders stationed there. And there is a high possibility that there are hidden gifted prisoners inside."

Level 1 prison and level 2 prison may seem to be only one level apart, but they are vastly different in every aspect.

Although it only took César and Xia Zuo a very short time to reach the Federation's Central Level Prison, it does not mean that all prisons are as useless as the previous ones.

In order to prevent Xia Zuo from being careless and underestimating the enemy, or stubbornly carrying out his principle of rushing into battle regardless of the circumstances, César calculated the time before reaching the destination and asked Ursula to go and have a face-to-face meeting with Xia Zuo.

"Whether or not you have a talent for detection, as long as you don't take the initiative to expose your talent, you shouldn't get into any big trouble in the short term."

Of course, some harmless little "disputes" are inevitable.

Ursula: "But Césaire also said that if someone takes the initiative to provoke, then we must fight back quickly, fiercely and accurately."

The black-haired boy in the front seat tilted his head to look out the window at the heavily guarded and brightly lit prison in the distance. His blue eyes, disguised as clean and soft, appeared exceptionally calm and indifferent under the shadow of his hair, as if by an illusion.

"——Only in this way will they know that you are not prey on the chopping block to be slaughtered at will."

——He is a top hunter who is qualified enough to join and cannot be underestimated by anyone.

…

Twenty minutes later, the prison van carrying Xia Zuo arrived at the prison gate on time.

The gate of the central prison is about ten meters high. It looks thick and heavy. It is reinforced with a special mixture of metal materials.

Not only was the wall next to it increased in height, but it was also covered with dense electric fences. Whenever mosquitoes touched it, a blue glow would appear. There were even a few guard posts distributed regularly.

The guard standing guard outside the door looked at the prison van warily, put one hand on the gun at his waist, took out the intercom to confirm something, then walked forward cautiously and said through the rolled down window:

"Give me the joint certificate of the Gray Moon District Level 2 Prison and the Central Level 1 Prison, as well as the prisoner transfer report."

The driver nodded, knowing that this was the normal procedure, and handed the other party the necessary certificates and documents with familiarity.

The guard took a careful look at several key locations, nodded after confirming that everything was correct, put away the information, turned around and made a gesture, and the object on the observation tower that was aimed at them and was suspected to be a sniper rifle was temporarily put down.

"The supervisor will get off the car first." The guard took two steps back and said in a businesslike manner, "The prisoner will be escorted by armed prison guards. Prepare for a body search."

"Excuse me," the seemingly inconspicuous black-haired boy in the passenger seat asked softly, "Do I need a body search, too?"

The guard then took another look at him, and when he saw his face clearly in the light, he was stunned.

With looks like this, why are you still hanging around in prison?

Those extremists are capable of anything.

He frowned, feeling a little reluctant, and said patiently, "The body search is for your own good."

"This is a central-level prison. The prisoners we accept are either extremely evil people or dangerous characters who are transferred here because other prisons cannot control them."

"In a place like this, holding prohibited items, are you trying to hand them a knife?"

The black-haired boy blinked and said slowly: "Thank you for your kindness. In fact, I just reviewed the relevant books a few days ago."

What relevant books? The most useless thing here is books.

The guard's patience was wearing thin.

He didn't know the meaning of the black-haired boy's words, and he suspected that the other party didn't take his warning seriously at all, so he stopped paying attention.

Their central level prison was the most strictly managed one compared to other federal prisons. But in a world where resources were not sufficient, the level of security in a prison was often positively correlated with the ability of the prisoners.

Whether you can survive depends entirely on fate.

"Let's go," he felt that there was no need to waste any more time, so he followed the procedure in a businesslike manner and led the way. "The prison has already arranged your room. You can go and rest after the body search."

"I hope you can sleep well on your first night here."

Xia Zuo, who was observing the prison curiously, heard this and laughed happily: "Thank you for your blessing, I will!"

“…”

He couldn't help but sneer.

Once this kid finds out who is in the same cell with him, he won’t be laughing so happily.

It is said to be a top federal prison, but in reality, under various political environments, some of the prisoners inside may have a higher status than these regular guards, but they are still under their control on the surface.

If a newcomer accidentally offends them, he might die without knowing how.

However... since this guy named Xia Zuo has been rated as dangerous because of his combat capability... then the power of the prisoners at the top of this prison might be reshuffled.

Xia Zuo was taken to his two-person cell, but Xizel had a separate small bedroom because of the special nature of his supervisory status.

The black-haired boy blinked and reaffirmed his own wisdom.

For a guy with a strong sense of territory, tolerating sharing a territory with others too often will make him lose his relaxed and happy mood.

Then, he is likely to do something that is sensible but not very friendly to others.

The body search of the minor did not use any special equipment. Someone simply checked every pocket on his body and checked whether his uniform had been modified to have places where things could be hidden. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he was taken away.

"Here are your spare uniforms," ​​the young prison guard who led the way for him, who looked a little frivolous, smiled and whispered, "I hope your two sets of uniforms can last for a few more days. You know, the supervision of new prisoners is often not that important."

"Good luck."

Xizel nodded, and bent his eyes calmly and gently:

"Thanks for the reminder."

Seeing his performance, the young prison guard was a little surprised.

...To be so calm, if he is not too slow, then this guy may not be as weak and gullible as he looks.

"My room is right above your head. If you have any questions, just ask me. But I will answer appropriately. Life is more important than insignificant kindness."

"I forgot to mention, you can call me Kevin."

"Cesare."

The black-haired boy nodded.

Seeing that the other party was quite well behaved, Kevin ended the first day of orientation with satisfaction and returned to his room to rest.

After Kevin's figure completely disappeared from his sight, the black-haired boy gently closed the door. When he turned around, he lowered his head slightly, and there was no expression on his face.

"Ursula, check all the security cameras in this room."

As soon as he finished speaking, the black and purple mist invisible to others stretched out like tentacles and began to check the places that Xizel had explained on the road inch by inch.

"There are two hidden cameras. One is in the ventilation duct, and the other is in the gap outside the bed."

Ursula said in his ear soon.

"I understand. Don't worry about them." Xizel's voice was calm: "There are only two, which is better than I expected. But when Xia Zuo is noticed, he will not be treated like this now."

Of course, it may also be because the room is too small and there are not many things in it, so there is not much space to hide these little gadgets.

But even without removing them, he could still live comfortably in this room without exposing anything he didn't want to expose.

"Have a good sleep." The black-haired boy smiled in a relaxed manner, as if he was talking to himself: "After all, judging from the performance of the prison guard, the person who is in the same cell with Xia Zuo is probably not someone who is easy to deal with."

He raised his hand and turned off the light.

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