There was heavy snow and wind in the dead of winter.
This is especially true after passing through the "barrier".
Before Xia Zuo opened his eyes, he felt a chill on his face, which made him realize instantly that he had "passed through" something and came to a place that was almost isolated from the world.
What was even more obvious was that the moment he entered, he could feel that his "talent", which was like a part of his body, had been cut off.
This forceful severance of communication was like a falling gate. If it were not for the extremely high inspiration that cushioned and opened up a tiny gap, Xia Zuo would probably not be able to feel the existence of his talent at all.
It was at this time that the prison guard's voice came: "Okay, open your eyes."
There seemed to be a hint of relief in his tone: "We're here."
Xia Zuo did as he was told, and then was slightly stunned.
——The first thing that forced its way into the field of vision was the tall tower in the center, which almost reached the sky and was lost in the misty sky, while the vague barrier was pouring down from that high point in the shape of an umbrella.
A chilling feeling came over me.
In almost an instant, Xia Zuo matched this huge building, which could almost be called a "city", with the Eastwood Prison for the Insane.
"Although you are entering voluntarily, the rules cannot be violated." After the prison guards scanned and confirmed their identities, they put special handcuffs and leg cuffs on Xia Zuo and Ursula, and even took out steel mesh masks.
When Xia Zuo saw this thing, he was silent for a moment: "...Isn't that necessary? Ursula and I don't bite people."
The prison guard was callous: "Who knows?"
Xia Zuo: “…”
Fortunately, the prison guards were just following procedures and did not show the kind of disgust and rudeness they showed to the prisoners. The act of wearing the mask did not cause any discomfort. Even Ursula, who had a bad temper, was well-behaved, which was very deceptive.
The subsequent body search was more cautious. Xia Zuo only knew that a machine he was completely unfamiliar with scanned him from head to toe three times. Even the machine that scanned him was scanned again by a staff member standing far away.
"The reason for this is that a few years ago, a prisoner hid something on the machine during a full-body scan without anyone noticing, hiding it from all the prison guards and equipment that were checking, and it almost caused a disaster."
A more serious voice came, and another prison guard who looked like the captain came in and nodded to Xia Zuo and Ursula: "Your information has been entered into the prison system - Xia Zuo Freeman, number 2511, Ursula, number 2512. Wear your number nameplates. If you lose them, you will have to use your work hours to get a replacement."
"2512, follow me. 466, take 2511 to the male cell area."
When she heard that she was going to separate from Xia Zuo, the black-haired girl's one gold and one blue eyes dimmed for a moment, and a hint of gloom appeared on her face. Even the air around them became slightly colder.
The prison guard had obviously anticipated this. After all, the talent that was scanned in Ursula was of extremely high-purity dark tendency. He did not believe the way she behaved from the beginning - even if a guy with dark tendencies had good character, he was destined not to be easy to get along with.
What's more, he had seen crazy people like Vera Junca and Yalon, and they would remain calm when they were used to setbacks.
Xia Zuo sighed with some helplessness and some worry: "Ursula."
"whispering sound."
Ursula turned her head and faced him with the back of her head, but fortunately she did not continue to release malicious intent that would have put people on guard on the spot.
The prison guard saw this scene and said nothing.
Because he knew that the warden, who was sitting in the office at that moment, would not allow anything unexpected to happen in the prison.
He even felt that nothing in the prison could be hidden from the warden's eyes.
Who knows if this scene before our eyes will become a knife in the hands of the warden one day in the future?
…
The warden of Eastwood Prison for the Insane was indeed observing the situation in the search room.
In front of him stood a translucent light curtain, and on the curtain were three search rooms at different angles, ensuring that all the details could be displayed in the most comprehensive manner as long as the warden wanted to check.
"Xia Zuo and Ursula are here," Manga Will said excitedly, "Do you want to go meet them?"
"Of course not." The black-haired young man calmly switched from the surveillance to several other restless prisoners, and said nonchalantly: "If I wanted to see them, I should have shown up when they first entered Eastwood."
"..."
I don't know why, but Comics Will has a bad feeling.
Cesar smiled soothingly and said, "Now is not the time."
The comic will breathed a sigh of relief again.
It just said "it's not the right time", it's not like you're not going to see it anymore. It scared it to death.
"But now, both the comic readers and Xia Zuo and the others believe that you have a method to awaken the gods. How do you solve this problem?"
The comic will raised a new question that made it nervous.
Cesar: "Do you know this method?"
The comic will answered honestly: "I don't know."
The black-haired young man smiled: "You are the will of this world, and you don't even know it, how do you expect me to know?"
Comic Will: "..."
If the will of comics had a human body, it would definitely be like a breath stuck in the chest, unable to move up or down, making the face turn purple.
Cesar: "Have you forgotten? Everything here will be drawn into a cartoon. If I show up too early, it will be abnormal."
Seeing that the black-haired young man had brought the topic back to comics, the comic's will instantly calmed down. Following his train of thought, he felt that it was extremely reasonable.
...Maybe they are professionals in this area?
The surge in popularity has proven this.
The comic decided to put aside the past grudges and trust César.
When its attention shifted, it discovered that the surveillance footage of the prisoner's room that the black-haired warden had just opened did not seem simple.
"This is...Aaron? What is he doing?"
In the surveillance footage, the red-haired man, who had already escaped from his punishment time and returned to his cell, was holding a piece of cake with a half-smile on his face, and even a bit of disgust.
He seemed to be keenly aware of the movement of the surveillance camera, so he looked straight at the camera with an almost provocative smile.
The comic will was very shocked: "Where did this cake come from? What did I miss??"
The black-haired young man, who was directly provoked, was not affected at all by the other party's actions and remained as calm as ever.
He was even able to calmly recount the cause and effect to the comic will: "Perhaps he has suffered an unprecedented mental attack, and the degree to which he can use his mental talents has increased. This is what he used illusions to guide the prison guards to bring him."
The comic will simply couldn't stop complaining: "Unprecedented mental attack... You mean being forced to watch ■ and being considered personally involved by everyone in the prison... And doesn't this guy like chaos the most? His ability has increased, but he didn't release the chaos factor, but instead had someone bring him a cake...??"
It's just outrageous!
Is this lunatic also a foodie? !
The comic will really feels that it is becoming increasingly unable to understand these humans.
"Indeed, it's just the revengeful mentality of a childish and bored boy. He's easier to deal with than I thought."
The black-haired warden spoke slowly, but his focus was completely different from the comic's will.
He concluded: "It's still crazy but innocent."
Comic Will: "..."
It shouldn't have listened to Cesare.
Easy to choke to death.
But after being led like this by him, the comic's will vaguely came to its senses. This action was really quite... childish.
He could imagine that if his partner encountered this situation, he would definitely maximize this advantage to achieve a perfect comeback.
He was not like Yaron, who revealed his current trump card without hesitation just to provoke the warden.
However, if such a person were placed under the control of other people, it would probably be a headache, after all, he could be said to be lawless and unscrupulous. But in the eyes of the black-haired young man, he could only be evaluated as "crazy but quite simple".
The comic will didn't know what to say for a moment.
And César obviously wasn't going to care.
"It would be a bad idea for the warden to show up too often next time."
The black-haired young man gave an emotionless smile.
"It's just right, my best friend is here to share my worries."
…
Xia Zuo felt relieved when he knew that Ursula was going to be taken to a special area for female prisoners.
Now there is no need to worry about Ursula going crazy and killing people just because she is offended by some men.
It’s not that Xia Zuo sympathizes with those people, but the prison has its own rules, and he doesn’t want his friends to be punished for these things.
So he kept his composure and followed the prison guard to his cell.
"2511, this is your cell. The prison schedule will be announced at the corresponding time every day. Lights out at 11pm. Before that, no matter what happens, you must return to your cell."
Xia Zuo nodded.
He was locked up obediently and the prison guard took off his muzzle.
Just when the brown-haired boy wanted to observe the place a little longer, he heard a strange voice mixed with laughter coming from next door:
"Wow, new face~"
When I looked up, I saw a red-haired man picking up a piece of cake with a fork.
…
…
After Tong En finished his latest painting, his attention was finally pulled back from the world of art. With his eyes shining, he cupped his hands to his heart, looking at his own painting almost intoxicatedly.
When she had admired it enough, she heard footsteps approaching.
Looking up, she saw a pretty black-haired girl who looked about the same age, appearing outside her cell.
Tong En tilted his head.
The black-haired girl outside had a blank expression on her face, her skin was porcelain white, and her eyes, one gold and one blue, were lifeless. She looked like a doll in a window.
Tong En's eyes gradually brightened. She looked at the other person intently, not considering why a black-haired girl appeared here, and whether she had any ill will towards her. She timidly said:
"Can I draw you, please?"
Ursula: “?”