Chapter 838: Chapter 747: Medical Immortal’s Secret Transmission (2)
Old Wu sighed heavily after pacing around the shop:
"What about the Gale Gang?"
Ning Yi shook the button-like item in his hand: "Simple, they’re already out recruiting people. When the time comes, I’ll leak their whereabouts to the Saji People, and let them set up an ambush along their path.
"When they fight amongst themselves, they’ll naturally have no time to bother with our affairs."
"As for that Angel’s serial number, yes, there’s such a thing, but Fimir’s files were canceled years ago. No idea how he got here."
"Likely, the Legion won’t trace it back here."
After hearing Ning Yi’s explanation, Old Wu finally felt a weight lift from his heart.
"Hmph, smart of you."
"Now, go pour me some tea."
At that moment, the store’s doorbell rang, and a surprisingly burly figure walked in.
As soon as this person appeared, both Ning Yi and Old Wu became alert, and the shop’s atmosphere grew tense.
The figure was flickering with electricity, tools hidden under its arms uncontrollably popped out, facial expressions twitching unnaturally, and the reddish cybernetic eyes seemed ready to bleed.
"Save... me..."
The person mumbled intermittently.
Ning Yi and Old Wu exchanged a glance.
Undoubtedly, the person before them was experiencing severe cybernetic rejection, the spirit was on the verge of collapse, and at any moment could turn into a bloodthirsty lunatic!
"Wait, you’re..."
After recognizing the identity, Old Wu fell silent.
Soon, his demeanor steadied, as if resolved.
"Lie down first."
...
Under the neon of the night, the Demon-Prohibiting Prison.
Outside the window came the sound of waves crashing against the shore, sparse bird calls slicing through the night silence. Pale moonlight poured in, illuminating the girl’s sickly playful face, as she curiously observed everything around, amidst the rustling darkness.
The dark-red haired girl sat against the wall, her fingertips tapping the ground, as if waiting for something.
Not long after, the cell door opened.
Boots clicked on the floor, and a black-haired girl in a warden’s uniform appeared before her.
She cast a scrutinizing gaze from above.
"Demon Hunter Girl, someone wants to see you."
"The Demon Hunter Girl is not in the mood, not meeting anyone today."
Chichu Chun yawned. The light from the doorway illuminated her figure.
At this moment, the girl wore an electronic collar on her neck, hands shackled in front. A graffiti-style sweater casually draped over her elbows, left leg crossed, skirt slipped off her raised right leg.
"It’s an order."
Before the words settled, a fierce current surged through Chichu Chun!
The dark cell was illuminated by flickering electric light.
Minutes later, the crackling current faded from Chichu Chun’s body. She panted deeply, showing hints of defiance and madness on her face.
"I’m going to kill you!"
The cell was once again illuminated by electric flashes!
This time, Chichu Chun submitted.
Glaring at the black-haired girl’s familiar face, she turned aside, clicking her tongue lightly.
"So annoying."
Exiting the cell, the corridor echoed with frantic shouts and whistles from the severe offenders. The two girls ignored them; this was the Demon-Prohibiting Island, housing the world’s most sophisticated prison, holding the most heinous criminals worldwide.
From high-level fraudsters in finance, directors in cybersecurity, to indiscriminate cyber psychopaths, the world’s most dangerous crowd were here.
The prison’s former name held an exceptionally loud reputation.
—The Water-Prohibiting Prison.
Half a century ago, the famous Isavia Trial convened at the original site of the Water-Prohibiting Prison, where the Dark Gold Rose secured complete victory, and her influence became unstoppable.
She purged all obstructive opponents, thereby becoming the World Government’s first secretary-general.
She is now the most powerful person in the world.
She granted amnesty to previous world death row inmates, turning the Water-Prohibiting Prison into Memorial Square; however, this didn’t mean the new world condoned crime.
On the contrary, crime meant permanently losing human rights and freedom. She overruled all human rights regulations; the Human Rights Association that witnessed Life Daylight became a one-sided forum echoing her voice alone.
A new prison was established on this island, where severe offenders’ daily lives were publicly documented, not allowing even a hint of privacy. They wore collars controlling behaviors and monitoring life, sent out every Friday for ’death matches’ on the island for others to enjoy.
Of course, they had no choice over dying; even if killed in a match, they’d immediately be hauled back to the prison by a medical team, revived until vital signs were stable, repeating the cycle.
Death match program ratings once surged to 98%, as severe offenders and World Government citizens freely vented pressures and desires within this bloody carnival.
Disobedient death row inmates only needed dragging into the psychological therapy room, locked within consciousness cages for decades, and even the most ferocious would become docile like pets.
Including Chichu Chun.
She was unlucky, caught by Order Court members upon entering the world before showcasing her prowess.
The hunger, water, and sleep prohibitions, along with consciousness cages, were nothing for her; but not allowing her to participate in ’death matches,’ instead forcing her to watch weekly as those severe offenders slaughter each other, now that was torture.
She admitted even she was conquered. Staying quiet here wasn’t irrational.
Passing through the severe offenders’ living quarters, Chichu Chun entered the interrogation room.
Upon seeing the harmlessly gentle figure inside, Chichu Chun froze, barely suppressing a swear.
Xu Xiaoyou gestured silence.
Chichu Chun noticed Bai Youyou beside him unresponsive, realizing something, her expression calmed.
When the guards left, Xu Xiaoyou rested her chin in her palms, half-smiling.
"Let’s be clear, I’m not the secretary-general. She’s elsewhere; I expect you understand what that means."
"I know. She still doesn’t know me."
Chichu Chun realized her shackles were undone.
"I’ve cast Word Spirit on everyone here, conversations inside this room are absolutely confidential. Feel free to talk."
After a brief silence, Xu Xiaoyou straightforwardly asked: "How many Key fragments do you have on hand?"
Chichu Chun, unwillingly, turned away:
"Only five, why?"
"Only five world lines experienced..." Xu Xiaoyou nodded in satisfaction. "Hand them all to me, Xiaochun."
"No way!" Chichu Chun jumped like a cat having its tail stepped on.
"Those are mine; don’t even think about it!"
"You’re a hypocritical, selfish, fickle, two-faced, beast-hearted control maniac!"
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