Chapter 26
Perhaps the people of the Tyrant Army also knew that their business was inhumane, and they were worried that one day the news would be widely exposed and they would be attacked by the crowd - even though most of the people in Prison Star were criminals, being criminals did not mean that they had no conscience and morality. Therefore, the location of Paradise City was top secret. Except for a few high-ranking people in the Tyrant Army, only the guides who traveled between the Central City and Paradise City and led various "guests" from the intricate secret passages to Paradise City knew the location of this place and the passages to and from it best.
Such people, although they look ordinary and dull like a shut-mouthed gourd, are definitely the most loyal, patient, and strictest-mouthed people in the Tyrant Army. The ability of the leader must be good, otherwise, he would not be able to deal with all kinds of strange guests who are considered powerful in the central city and make them obedient and follow his orders with their eyes covered.
Paradise City was like a monster with its mouth wide open, people only came in but never came out. For most of the day, no one came out. The people who usually came to "take out the garbage" at a fixed time and place did not show up. And every time the door was opened, it was found to be unusually quiet inside. This abnormal phenomenon had long attracted the attention of the guide.
But they still sent the guests to Paradise City one by one as usual. Firstly, if nothing major happened in the city, hastily blocking or warning the guests would lower the reputation of the central city; secondly, and most importantly, they didn't care what the guests would encounter after entering, and they also knew that the people above them didn't care either.
So they silently and meekly watched the guests go in. Even though some guides had seen the blood on the wall and the cold light of weapons before the door closed, they still let the stone door close indifferently and went to the entrance to wait for the next guest. But they themselves would never step into the stone door.
Of course, they also passed on the information about the abnormal phenomena through secret channels as soon as they discovered it.
There are a total of thirty-six entrances to Paradise City, which means there are thirty-six guides. The thirty-six guides, without any discussion, spontaneously made the same reaction. This tacit understanding and quality amazed Rong Yuan, who had been paying attention to them with his mental power.
Even if the people of Bajun did not take it seriously when one or two pieces of the same intelligence were sent to them just now, when ten... twenty... a total of thirty-six pieces of almost identical intelligence were sent to them, everyone knew that something big had happened.
The Tyrant Army's reaction was very swift and decisive. They closed all the entrances and did not send anyone to investigate or inquire. Instead, they directly dispatched their most elite troops, led by several cadres in the family who were famous for their fighting power - Kaito ranked sixth, Absen ranked seventh, Valirir ranked ninth and Mefridar ranked thirteenth, and rushed to the central city with murderous intent.
The order they received was that anyone who resisted would be killed without mercy, and only the culprit must be brought back alive.
The Tyrant Army broke into the Paradise City from four directions, with entrances leading to four districts in the city. Except for the guides on these four secret passages, the guides in other directions hung up a "temporarily closed" sign at the reception points they were responsible for after receiving the order, and returned to their rooms to wait for the next order.
Therefore, no one noticed that when they closed the door and lay down on the bed to rest for a while, a silver light came from nowhere and silently penetrated their foreheads.
Meifridal, the Thirteenth Sister of Tyrant Army, was a fat woman weighing one and a half tons, which meant that even though she was nearly four meters tall, she was still too fat to look at. Her body was the same size as a door panel, and her arms were as thick as an adult male's waist. Even though she had chosen the highest and widest tunnel, she still had to bend down to walk through it, which was very difficult. When she passed through the stone gate, her face was squeezed so hard that it was deformed. Meifridal, who had finally entered Paradise City, touched the bloody marks on her face. She was furious and grabbed the guide beside her and threw him to the ground. The man, who was as thin as a monkey, was thrown to death without a sound.
The team following behind her lowered their heads, as if they saw nothing, with a frightening indifference.
Mefridar walked in front, carrying a mace that was more than a meter tall and made from the leg bones of some unknown animal. Her small eyes, which were almost invisible because of the fat, glanced left and right, with a sharpness that was different from her appearance.
The wide corridor was very quiet and the only sound they could hear was their own footsteps.
Meifridal swung the mace in his hand vigorously, smashing a wooden door next to him. Behind the door, a bloody corpse was lying on the ground in a twisted posture, and the embroidered robe had been stained into an ugly dark brown by the coagulated blood.
His thick black eyebrows twitched, and Meifridal said coldly, "Search separately and find all the ones that can move!"
"Yes!" everyone shouted in unison, and the roof seemed to shake twice.
Corpses, corpses, corpses.
After more than an hour, Meifridal's men searched the entire building, but found nothing except corpses in various shapes and sizes.
Of course, they also saw that those who died were the guards of Paradise City and the guests who came here to enjoy themselves, and none of the children who were supposed to be there were seen.
Meifridal stopped destroying, leaned on his mace with both hands and thought for a moment, then he saw his subordinate A and ordered, "Ask the other three groups what they have found."
"Yes." Subordinate A responded, taking out a black square machine from his back, and beeping on it for a while, saying, "Districts 1 and 3 have not found anything like us, and District 2 has no response."
Meifridal made a prompt decision: "Organize the team and go to Area 2."
The machine used by Subordinate A is a communication device made by the people of Prison Star. In fact, the craftsmanship of things like telephones, walkie-talkies, vehicles, airplanes, etc. is not complicated. Even though Prison Star is short of resources, the people here are talented and it is not difficult to make these antique tools. So why can't we see any traces of these things on Prison Star?
Firstly, there is a lack of energy. If you can't use it after making it, it's better not to make it. Secondly, there is a lack of environment for tools that don't require energy, such as paragliders and bicycles. The surface environment of Prison Star is harsh and not suitable for survival. Many of the underground mines are narrow and small, and the ground is rugged and not suitable for vehicles to pass through.
But in fact, those who can become top criminals are often top talents. Just look at the transformation of the central city and you will know that the people here are not unable to do it, but unwilling to do it. It is not difficult to widen the mine tunnel and level the road surface. It is not difficult to breed on a large scale and ensure that everyone can meet their basic needs. It is not difficult to invent some simple tools, collect solar energy and geothermal energy, and improve basic living conditions. Even if they work together, even if they are limited by the resources of the empire, they can push the technological level and living standards of Prison Star to the primary civilization stage, which will not be much worse than some primitive habitable stars.
The difficulty lies in “working together”.
In this world, there are many people who think "If I don't live well, you can't live well either." Even if the transformation of the prison planet is beneficial to everyone, some people will not hesitate to create endless obstacles for those who want to do things as long as they don't get enough benefits. In the prison planet, there are especially many such people.
Many years ago, the Big Four had joined forces three times to promote wired telephones in the central city. However, no matter how they described the bright prospects or used their power to pressure others, they ultimately failed. There were always people who were too careless or couldn't find a rope when they wanted to tie something, so they just cut the telephone wire.
Such incidents happened many times over and over again. As time went by, no one bothered to do such thankless tasks. Prison Star remained primitive and barbaric, where even basic survival was difficult to guarantee. Convenient technological products were only enjoyed by a few people. The selfish nature of intelligent creatures was fully demonstrated in the Prison Star people.
When Mefridar arrived at Area 2, Kaito, who was in charge of Area 1, and Valirir, who was in charge of Area 3, had also arrived. The entire hall was already filled with people, but it was completely silent.
Except for the leader Yabusen, everyone who arrived at Area 2 was dead.
Yabusen knelt on the ground, holding his left arm with his right hand, blood dripping down his arm. The crossbow he was so proud of broke into two pieces and fell to the ground.
There was also a bloody mark on Kaito's cheek. He held the knife in both hands, but his body was stiff and unable to move. Most of the people behind him were also dead. The few survivors had wet their pants out of fear and sat on the ground, with a look of fear and confusion on their faces.
Valir arrived just a little earlier than her. When he saw the abnormal situation, he did not attack. Instead, he stopped his men from overreacting. Perhaps because of this, his men suffered basically no casualties, but his expression was uglier than anyone else's.
Mefridar noticed that around Valirir's team, several silver discs were circling like flying birds, drawing silver arcs in the air, which were beautiful and lively.
Although Meifridal appears rough on the outside, she is actually as delicate and cautious as a woman. She waved her hand, ordering the men following behind her not to come in, but she took two steps forward.
Because she was taller than everyone else, she could easily see the scene at the other end of the hall even though there were many people blocking her way.
Five or six teenage boys and girls stood there. From their thin bodies and light clothes, it was not difficult to tell who they were. Their eyes were shining, and their faces were full of amazement, admiration, worship, and satisfaction.
——Not them.
Meifridal shook his head and turned his gaze to another person.
He sat casually on a step, with no weapon in his hands and no hatred on his face. Although he was shorter than anyone else, the way he looked at them made Fridar feel as if he was looking down on her.
That gaze was clear and light, like a breeze, but it penetrated her skin and pierced her bones, as if tearing her whole body apart and exposing her soul to the sunlight without any cover.
A drop of cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and Meifridal suddenly had a premonition.
——I’m afraid she can’t go back today...
