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The Eighth World 3
Shen Chen carried his own plate and walked to the dining area to queue up for food. The ordinary blue prison uniform with a loose fit was put on his slender and tall body, giving him a somewhat elegant look. He followed the team slowly forward. With.
When he stood at the front of the team, he couldn't help but frown slightly.
The chef, who was usually fierce and scolding, now has a rigid look on his face, almost dull, and the things added to the plate are not the same as before. From lumps of pig feed-like food and a cream soup so thin that you can look in the mirror, it has become a bright-colored Italian dish. Pasta, even fresh vegetables and small puddings are available.
Of course, precious fruits are still as expensive as before.
¡ª¡ªIf the face of the criminal in front of him is still so familiar, he will have the illusion that he is living in a cell specially designed for inhuman criminals.
Deep thought flashed in Shen Chen's eyes. He took his plate and walked to a corner to sit down. While eating, he lowered his head and looked up to observe secretly.
The patrol prison guards who used to be on duty in a loose and chaotic manner have now become well-organized and orderly. There are even many new faces with unfathomable strength among them. Several blind spots in the past are now closely monitored. Some defense and monitoring facilities that were in the early stages of prison construction were also reactivated, and Shen Chen could even hear the "sizzling" sound of the power grid charging.
Shen Chen grasped the plastic spoon in his hand so hard that he almost broke it.
The biggest feature of Steka Prison: chaos.
It¡¯s like someone built a cage that was strong enough, and then threw all the most vicious thugs in the world into the cage. They couldn¡¯t get out, so they could only bite each other. Because of this, a cruel ecosystem has been formed here where the strong are respected. So, here, the prison guards were the more violent thugs, they just weren't caught.
But, similarly, such chaos can also be exploited. In addition, the prison guards already despise human beings, and their supervision is not as strict as that of the Inhumans, and there are enough loopholes to exploit. It was for this reason that Shen Chen chose this place as the place where he would serve his sentence.
Because he was confident enough to leave.
Entering here is like being sentenced to death. Unless you are strong enough, you will die. So during the three weeks in prison, Shen Chen used his life-threatening ruthless methods and some unobvious powers to Blessing and establishing prestige.
But at this moment, the warden appeared.
Shen Chen¡¯s expression was calm, but his eyes seemed to be filled with turmoil.
While he was immersed in his own thoughts, suddenly, a harsh noise came from the loudspeaker above his head. After a few seconds of noise, a clear human voice came out: "In the square after lunch at 12:50 gather."
That was a rude man's voice, it sounded like the prison guard sergeant, but it was more reserved and awkward.
Shen Chen looked up at the digital screen at the top of the canteen: it was already 12:35. So he stood up, put the empty plates in the collection area, and then followed the flow of people through the layers of barbed wire and alloy doors, and walked towards the square.
Since Stika Prison is built underground, there is no open-air activity place. There is only a huge square wrapped in a thick special alloy. The prisoners have four hours of free time every day, and this is also the time for human prisoners to interact with each other. The only opportunity for contact with Inhuman prisoners.
And individual important meetings that require every prisoner to participate will also be held there.
When Shen Chen arrived at the square, he saw that the usually wide and empty space was already crowded with prisoners wearing blue and white prison uniforms. A large number of prison guards patrolled back and forth with serious expressions. In their thick palms, they held special tools for dealing with aliens. A specially made weapon that will hit anyone with a stick without mercy as long as someone moves or speaks. There are snipers with live ammunition on the top floor, and several powerful strangers stand in front of the high steel fence, as if they are on standby.
Every one of them has good strength, and they are not at all the mediocre bastards that Shen Chen saw in the human prison area before.
Shen Chen ignored the uneasiness in his heart and stood quietly in the middle of the team according to the number, secretly observing the people around him.
¡ª¡ªEveryone is confused.
Suddenly, there was a sharp noise coming from the platform suspended in mid-air, which was so harsh that it made people want to cover their ears.
The criminals around him began to stir, and curses mixed with obscenities and a desire for violence, blood and fighting began to ferment in the crowd. Shen Chen shrank his head in discomfort, feeling dizzy from the noise, and looked up following the sound.
I saw the fat prison guard sergeant with a fierce look on his face putting on a greasy fake smile, standing at the edge of the stage and looking back. Before he could speak, a man walked out of the darkness.
The dark silver custom-made suit made of matte fabric perfectly highlights the man's slender and powerful figure. The spotless white shirt is buttoned to the first button, and the starched stiff collar surrounds his excessively white neck.
Although he was reluctant, Shen Chen had to admit that this man was the most suitable person to wear a suit he had ever seen.
His light golden hair was almost radiant silver, his gray-blue eyes were like the smoke rising over the cast-blue lake in the morning, and his lips were light and almost pale, making him look like a god of ice and snow. He stood on the high platform and looked down, indifferently and ruthlessly.
A deathly silence filled the air.
Zhou Bai gently placed his palm on the iron fence and said calmly: "Nice to meet you all. I am the new warden of Steka Prison, Joe Riddle."
The cold and distant voice flowed like a clear spring, causing everyone to recover from the shock of seeing him for the first time, and the crowd began to commotion.
They stared with explicit eyes at the warden in front of them who was incompatible with this prison. Waves of low laughter with unknown meanings and a few wanton whistles rose among the crowd. In this bad land, no one Not a thug who acts recklessly and fearlessly.
"Come down, baby!" Someone boldly shouted: "Take off your clothes and let me taste you!!!"
A burst of rude laughter and even more outrageous roars broke out from the crowd.
The discipline that was barely maintained was now shaky. No matter how powerful the prison guards' sticks were, they could no longer maintain the surface calm. The crowd had begun to riot, and every thug's eyes flashed with frantic light, thirsting for blood, sex/ Love, riot.
Zhou Bai's face was like a waveless ancient well, and his thin lips even had a hint of a smile. He spoke without deliberately raising his voice, but somehow he overcame the chaos on the field. to everyone's ears.
¡°From today on, this is my prison.¡±
He smiled without warning, and there were cold waves in his eyes that were neither gray nor blue: "And in my prison, the first rule is obedience."
His voice was very soft, and his jade-like white fingers gently rested on the railing. As the words fell, his fingertips clasped gently.
"Bump!" There was only a slight crackling sound. The tall criminal who was the first to whistle was shattered from the inside out before he could react. The thick blood mist flew out at high speed and splashed all over the sky. The prisoners around him were covered in blood, and he was completely evaporated into the whole world without even uttering a scream.
There was silence for a moment, and the people around him looked at the blood on his body with blank faces, as if they still didn't understand what happened.
"The second rule is to obey unconditionally." Zhou Bai said slowly and gently clasped his fingers.
"Touch!" "Touch!" There were several soft sounds, limbs were broken, blood flew everywhere, and several more people were wiped out in a flash. I don't know who screamed, and the entire huge hall was filled with deathly silence. .
"The third rule." This time, Zhou Bai smiled softly, his thin lips raised in a slight arc, bright blue ripples appeared in his blue-gray pupils, and his pale face was like Unmelting Ice "Refer to the first two items."
As he spoke, he gently raised his finger, and the rude prisoner was thrown into the air by an unknown force. When he saw the miserable state of the others, his face was already pale and dripping with cold sweat. By the time he was thrown into the air, , couldn't help but screamed: "I was wrong, I was wrong, I was wrong!! Sir, have mercy on me!"
The man with light blond hair had a peaceful face and waved his fingers leisurely and gracefully.
"ah¡ª¡ª!!!!!"
His arms and legs were torn off his body one after another, and the white bones and bright red flesh were intertwined, and then the broken limbs were casually thrown to the ground.
No one regards the man with the beautiful face as an angel anymore.
¡ª¡ªHe is a devil in the skin of an angel.
Zhou Bai lowered his head and looked at his watch, realizing that enough time had passed, so he lightly snapped his fingers. The body hanging in the air was no longer human-shaped, and then exploded with a slight explosion and scattered into pieces. Blood mist.
Zhou Bai smiled politely and said to the silent crowd: "I'm glad to see you. I hope we can get along well with each other in the future. I wish you a pleasant day. Goodbye."
After saying that, he turned around and walked back, and his slender and well-proportioned figure slowly disappeared into the darkness.