In the Mercury Federation interstellar prison. . . . . . . .
Carl has been the warden of this prison since he was injured in the "No One Lives Forever" battle and retired. Although on the surface it seems that all the prisoners here should be managed by him, more often than not he is more like a worried person. Nannies also take care of the daily life of these prisoners. Because Mercury is the only prison with death penalty facilities, the prisoners there are all extremely vicious super criminals, leaders of mutinous troops, senior officials of space pirates, leaders of super criminal organizations, and leaders of terrorist groups. . . and other political prisoners imprisoned for political reasons. There are many people among them who even the Mercury executive cannot offend. . . . Except for the inability to communicate with the outside world, the treatment of the prisoners inside can be said to be a paradise on earth. . . And Carl is now sitting in the office receiving a visit from the great scientific mentor ¡òRichardson. . .
"Dear Mr. Richardson, your request is really difficult for me to handle. You know, although I am the warden of this prison, I often do not have such great authority. You asked me This request is really" Karl twirled his fingers with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Richardson smiled with understanding: "I understand your difficulties very well. After all, he is also the most important prisoner in federal custody. If something goes wrong, it is not just a problem that can be solved by who is responsible After all, he has done that kind of thing. However, I have come to ask you to let me meet with him today because there is a very important matter to deal with. This may be related to the private life of the head of state. Sorry, I can only say so much. It is redundant. I really can¡¯t reveal the news to you. You know, after all, some things cannot be put on the table.¡±
Karl¡¯s expression became even more grim. He was secretly worried about his position, but he did not dare to offend the person in front of him. Behind Richardson was not only the Institute of Life, but also the shadow of the federal leader Dia.
"So. Dear Dr. Richardson, can we give you the highest level of security protection for your meeting request? Although this will make you lose your dignity, you know that in my position"
Richardson smiled and interrupted Karl, "I'm very sorry to interrupt you. I personally understand your difficulties. I don't mind your proposal, but I hope there is no time limit for the meeting, because there are many things that need to be together. Centralized processing.¡±
Karl stood up and extended his right hand to Richardson, "This is no problem. Please wait a moment and let me make arrangements."
Richardson smiled and held Karl's hand and said: "Thank you very much for your understanding and support. I also have to make arrangements with my family. Maybe I won't be able to go home for dinner so early today, haha."
The highest level of security protection measures in federal prisons. When you want to meet with a prisoner, your limbs must be covered with a fifty-fold gravity-triggered mental lock. As the name suggests, this tool quickly locks the person and forms a A small gravity station with a strength fifty times that of Earth's standard gravity, preventing the wearer from freely using powers and movement. This is a very effective preventive measure. Not only that, the wearer of the mental lock must be kept alone with the prisoner in a room with four particle walls. All conversations with the prisoners will be watched by specialized linguists behind the wall. According to analysis, when a language such as code is discovered, not only will the meeting be terminated immediately, but the wearer himself will also be immediately captured and detained. Not to mention, the particle wall itself has the ability to prevent space jumps. In addition, it can release high-intensity particle waves to destroy the internal molecular structure of the meeting people's bodies. Small neutron cannons are also buried in the particle wall. It can be said that even the great superpower instructor ¡òColon ¡òWill cannot escape from here. It can also be said that this special safety measure is almost the precautionary standard prepared for A-level combat professionals.
"Well, well, well, that's it for now. Honey, maybe I have to go home late for dinner today." After hanging up Margaret's phone, Richardson frowned and became depressed.
"If you let him knowjust let him know"
While Richardson was thinking, he was interrupted by Karl who pushed in the door.
"Mr. Richardson, I'm very sorry that we have to treat such a noble gentleman like you, but due to the limitations of my position, I hope you can understand and cooperate." Karl handed out the mental lock with an embarrassed look. Richardson casually took it and put it on and said with a smile: "If you keep being polite like this, then I won't wear it. Haha. To be honest, I'd rather second my apprentice to the R&D team to make this thing." However, it is indeed something beyond appearances. Not only does it weigh very little, it is like jewelry, and you cannot experience the fluctuations of energy at all before it is triggered. It is a very interesting thing. "
"AhHey, if you don't mind, how about starting now? This is my guard, let him lead you to the high-end reception room. Also, please put your teleportation locator and contact device first and store them here with me. When you come out, I will return it to you in full. "
"Okay. So um this this oh oh oh, yes, there's this Okay, I'll give you all. You should pay attention, if my watch prompts for contact If so, please help me transfer it to His Excellency the Head of State."
Karl patted his chest and assured, "No problem, guard! Take Mr. Richardson to the living room! I wish you a pleasant meeting, sir!"
"Thank you very much!" Richardson walked into the living room gradually. . . . .
There are no decorations in the living room, just a table and two chairs for one person.
The man with long blond hair, who was also locked in a spiritual lock, opened his mouth and said without raising his head, "What are your last words before you die?"
"Haha, Mr. Hart is still as direct as ever. Do you think you still have the means to take my life under such circumstances?" Richardson said with a smile.
"Humph, it's only your fault that you have control over that thing" Hart said indifferently.
"I think that as the person who holds the key, it is time to open the door. It is up to them to decide whether to survive or not. Evolution or death." Richardson's pupils tightened and he burst out. He looked at the long-haired man with a cold look that he had never seen before.
"Since this is your own choice, I don't mind seeing you off." The long-haired man murmured with his hands behind his head, looking at the ceiling coldly.
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