Chapter 93
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 severed.
This forceful severance of contact was like a falling gate. If it weren't for the extremely high inspiration that padded out and opened up a tiny gap, Xia Zuo would probably not be able to feel the existence of his talent at this moment.
At this moment, 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 she 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 disappeared into the misty sky, while the vague barrier, like an umbrella, poured down from that high point.
A chilling feeling came over me.
Xia Zuo almost instantly matched this huge building, which could almost be called a "city", with the Eastwood Prison for the Insane.
"Although you entered 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 couldn't help but be silent for a moment: "...We don't need it now, right? Ursula and I don't bite."
The prison guard was callous: "Who knows?"
Xia Zuo: "..."
Fortunately, the prison guards were just following procedures and did not show the same disgust and rudeness towards the prisoners. The act of wearing the mask did not cause any discomfort. Even Ursula, who had a bad temper, behaved well, 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 up and down three times. Even the machine that scanned him was scanned again by a staff member standing at a distance.
"The reason for this is that a few years ago, during a full-body scan, a prisoner secretly hid something on the machine, concealing 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 to be 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 need to use your work time to replace them."
"2512, come with me. 466, take 2511 to the men's cell block."
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 a little colder.
The prison guard had obviously anticipated this. After all, the talent that was scanned in Ursula was a dark tendency of extremely high purity. He had never believed what the other party showed from the beginning - even if a guy with a dark tendency had a good character, he was destined not to be easy to get along with.
What's more, he had seen crazy people like Vera Junka and Yalon, and they would become calm when they were used to being frustrated.
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 make people alert on the spot.
The prison guard saw this scene but 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 as long as the warden wanted to check, all the details could be displayed in the most comprehensive way.
"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 video to several other restless prisoners, saying nonchalantly, "If I wanted to see them, I should have shown up as soon as they entered Eastwood."
“…”
For some reason, Comics Will had a bad feeling.
Cesar smiled reassuringly and said, "Now is not the time."
Comic Will breathed a sigh of relief again.
It just said "it's not the right time", it's not like it's gone. It scared the hell out of it.
"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: "Then do you know this method?"
The comic will answered honestly, "I don't know."
The black-haired young man laughed: "You are the will of this world, and you don't even know it, how can 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 purple and red.
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 brought the topic back to comics, the comic 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.
Manga Will 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 punishment and returned to his cell, was holding a piece of cake with a half-smile on his face, 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.
Comic Will was 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. He was as calm as ever to a terrifying degree.
He was even able to calmly recount the entire situation to the Comic Will: "Perhaps due to an unprecedented mental attack, the degree to which he can use his psychic talents has increased. This is what he used hallucinations to guide the prison guards to give him."
The comic's will was full of complaints: "Unprecedented mental attacks... You mean being forced to watch and everyone in the prison thought you were participating... And doesn't this guy love chaos the most? His abilities increased, but instead of unleashing the Chaos Factor, he had someone bring him a cake...??"
It's just outrageous!
Is this madman also a foodie?!
The comic will really feels that it is becoming increasingly unable to understand these humans.
"Indeed, it's just the revengeful whims 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 quite simple in its madness."
Comic Will: "..."
It shouldn't have listened to Césaire.
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.
Instead of being 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 others, 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 described as "crazy but quite simple."
The comic will didn't know what to say for a moment.
And César obviously didn't intend to care.
"It's not advisable 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 should be no need to worry about Ursula going on a rampage and killing people because she was 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 11 p.m., and before then, no matter what, 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~"
Looking 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 drawn back from the world of art. With his eyes shining, he held his heart with his hands, 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 as her, 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 shop window.
Tong En's eyes gradually brightened. She looked at the other person intently, not considering why a black-haired girl appeared here, or whether she had any ill intentions towards her. She timidly said:
"Can I draw you, please?"
Ursula: “?”
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