Chapter 254 Still in Jail
In a boundless wilderness, a traveler is walking forward.
Looking up, there was nothing but wild grass and sparse bushes. The wild grass swayed slightly in the wind, looking extremely desolate. The traveler did not slow down and continued to move forward alone.
At the end of the gray wasteland, there was a strange machine in operation. The cold wind whistled around the machine, and it was like being in the center of a storm. The machine itself was also operating, and the intricately entangled network of pipes and incomprehensible components made a muffled thunderous roar.
At first glance, the traveler seemed a thousand miles away from the machine. But in the next second, the traveler took a step and instantly crossed the thousand miles.
The traveler stood in front of this strange machine.
He stared at the creation, as if he was watching a volcano about to erupt and spew out waves of rock. The machine was humming and operating with a rhythm similar to a heartbeat, like a shrill whisper or a soft song. He stared at it quietly. The whistling of the wind, the song of the machine, and his breathing.
Then, like a flash of lightning across the sky, another figure appeared.
He had dark skin, high cheekbones, and rusty eyes. He wore a red and gold robe and a crown on his head. There was an expression of surprise on his face.
"Lord Luokun, long time no see." The traveler turned his head, and his light silver hair, as dazzling as sunlight, fell from his hood. The words he spoke did not belong to any language spoken by intelligent life on Earth, and they were not even common in the Milky Way. This was a code language created by the traveler himself, a secret language that the other party could understand only when he allowed the other party to understand.
Luo Kun lowered his head and placed his palms on his chest. This was his respect for the monarch of the First Court of the Eye of Supervision, "Lord Mansfield."
The traveler returned his gaze to the machine that was constantly running. He was calm and expressionless. Luo Kun had never seen this monarch lose his composure. He always seemed to be in control of everything.
"Sir, where is this?" Luo Kun said in confusion as he looked at the machine.
"The realm of consciousness," the traveler replied. "I want to show you something."
"Is it this machine?"
"Yes. Take a look at it," the traveler said. "I need your knowledge."
Being needed by the Lord of the First Court, Luo Kun was immediately filled with excitement. He restrained his emotions and carefully analyzed this strange machine. He explored its structure and operating principle. After several analyses, his face changed drastically.
"Luo Kun, have you seen something similar?" said the monarch of the First Court.
"Yes. The Third Court once seized this kind of product, a creation of the Black Box Society's dark technology. The products of this group of lunatics have always been a threat to the galaxy. According to the order signed by Master Aquinas, that batch of products has been completely wiped out."
"I know you've studied them."
"I admit, I know this is a taboo area. But facing the enemy of the galaxy, we must understand some things. You have to put one foot in the quagmire and find out the depth."
"Take another look and tell me what you see."
Luo Kun placed his hand on the machine and began to scan the data. This machine was just the projection of Mansfield in the world of consciousness, not a real entity. The original object was probably very different from the appearance of this machine. The Lord of the First Court appeared in this way just to give him the necessary information.
"Sixty-one," Luo Kun said, "It is operating according to the cycle of the number 61."
"Has this method been used in similar interdimensional devices seized by the Third Court before? "
"My Lord, it is different from the previous equipment."
"Does this make any sense to you?"
"Excuse me, this seems to be calculating in a cyclical manner for a certain result. Also, based on my understanding of some relics, this device seems a bit too simple and crude."
Mansfield stared at the machine in deep thought. After a moment's silence, he said , "Besides this, I discovered something else."
He opened his hands, and a small round object floated up in his palms.
"This is..." Luo Kun said, "an information transmitter. Yes, it's something from the Black Box Society. Some evil people would implant this transmitter into intelligent life forms just for entertainment."
"I found this inside a normal human girl from Lola."
"Ah. That's unfortunate." Luo Kun frowned and said, "Then this girl might..."
“Removing it will cost the girl her life.” The traveler put his hands together, and the circular creation turned into a ball of light and disappeared.
"Sir, if I'm not mistaken, the transmitter in your hand and this machine are connected to each other."
"Yes, that's the trouble."
Mansfield's gaze was cast into the endless depths of the wasteland. Luo Kun unexpectedly saw sadness in the eyes of this monarch who was always as calm as the abyss.
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"Mr. Cat! Mr. Cat!"
Mr. Cat opened his eyes, and Captain Madara jumped in front of him and shouted, "Can you believe it?! Fifty days of game time have passed! Choi Mingzhi's team is still in jail!!"
Mr. Cat lowered his head and glanced at the game screen.
On the screen, the three unlucky guys are still in prison.
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Wei Hongzhuo is dreaming.
"Sheng Shihua!! What on earth do you want to do!!"
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"I've talked to your wife. Her condition is getting worse and worse. She even loses control of her emotions whenever she mentions you. Don't let your wife's condition worsen."
"What happened to her?"
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"Mr. Wei, I understand your feelings, but for the sake of your and your husband's physical and mental health, you should separate for a while. She can't be stimulated anymore ."
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"Dad, I want to be with Mom. Mom has always been lonely. I want to be with her."
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“I suddenly knew what it felt like to be frustrated.”
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Wei Hongzhuo opened his eyes and found himself lying on a pile of straw that emitted a foul smell.
He still hasn't truly woken up from this nightmare.
He is still in prison in this game world.
Wei Hongzhuo felt desperate. The most desperate thing was that he had already become a pixel, so why did he need to take a shower! The result of not taking a shower for fifty days was that he stunk like a beggar.
Cui Mingzhi sat opposite him. Since coming in, the phrase his companion said most every day was "I told you to level up..."
Wei Hongzhuo felt sorry for causing this kid to be imprisoned with him because of himself. In the first two days, he shouted at the top of his lungs, "I want to see Princess Jingjing, the princess will definitely recognize me," but it was useless except for causing the prisoners across the room to laugh at him. So Wei Hongzhuo changed his strategy in the following days, from "I will definitely reward you if you let me out" and "I am very rich, you will all get the money if you let me out" to "I am sorry, I am drunk, I really didn't mean to pretend to be the king" to humbly bow to the jailer.
However, the result is that they are still in jail.
The prison had meals once a day, and they were served hard bread and a small bowl of turbid soup. Every day, Wei Hongzhuo would rush to the jailer who served the meals and eagerly ask when they could be released from prison, but the jailer had a blank expression on his face and said nothing. He simply served the meals and left. He had seen too many prisoners crying and shouting to be released every day.
Wei Hongzhuo watched the number on his upper right corner change from 1 to 50. Gin's inference was indeed correct. This number was counting the number of days they had been in the game. 50 days, they had been in jail for a full 50 days.
Judging from the current situation, he may have to stay in prison indefinitely.
"This is unscientific." Cui Mingzhi said this on the seventh day of his imprisonment. "There is no game that will put you in jail for so many days right after entering!"
Wei Hongzhuo and Gin ignored him listlessly.
"According to common sense, in order to advance the plot, some clues must be triggered." Cui Mingzhi said, "Our current state is called a stuck level."
"So, what do you think we should do?" Wei Hongzhuo asked, "We have turned this cell upside down, and there is no clue to escape."
"Talk to the NPC. Maybe some events will be triggered through the conversation!" Choi Mingzhi said.
Therefore, Cui Mingzhi would chat with the prisoners across from him every day. Most of the prisoners across from him were poor vagrants who came in because of debt, as well as thieves, rapists, and other prisoners. On the twentieth day, a new prisoner came, who was different from most of the restless prisoners.
He looked peaceful, and after entering the cell, he kept silent, often kneeling on one side of the cell and praying quietly. The prisoners in the same cell with him disliked him and deliberately knocked over his food. He did not argue with others, but just huddled quietly in the corner.
Cui Mingzhi couldn't bear to see this, so he broke off half of his bread and secretly threw it to the other side. "Hey." He whispered to the new prisoner, "I can't eat anymore, this is for you."
The new prisoner glanced at him, carefully picked up the bread, and thanked him quietly.
Before eating the bread Choi Ming-chi gave him, he knelt down again, pinched something on his chest, and prayed softly.
"What religion do you believe in?" This was the first time Choi Ming-chi saw something related to religion in this game. With the intention of triggering an event, he asked curiously.
"He is the only true God in this world," said the new prisoner gently. He was a round-faced young man with dark blond hair.
"True God?"
The new prisoner picked up the pendant on his chest and showed it to Choi Mingzhi.
Cui Mingzhi saw that it was a small octopus made of metal.
Later he heard from other inmates that the new prisoner Brady was arrested for spreading an illegal religion.
The god they believed in was a small octopus, and Cui Mingzhi immediately thought of the Cthulhu mythology created by a novelist in reality. Uh, no way, could this game be a fucking Cthulhu game?
In the following days, more and more believers were arrested for believing in the octopus cult. Originally, this floor held more than 50 prisoners, but by the 50th day, the number of octopus believers arrested reached several hundred.
The cultists who were captured were all in a very stable mood, and each of them had a small octopus pendant hanging on their chest.
