Chapter 260 Special Cell
Rodi's sensing increased with the filling of the pituitary gland. He could feel the man in front of him who was paralyzed and could not even sit and stand on his own.
The zodiac illusion I just saw is the effect of a certain aura released by the other party.
It's different from everyone he's seen, terriblely strong.
It was just that it was so injured for some reason that even the prosthetic body could not be installed.
At present, it can be confirmed that the other party has nothing to do with the real hell, but it has a strong relationship with killing, war, and physical fighting, which makes Luo Di's spinal sensation strong.
In this way, Luo Di's heart was completely let go.
As Mr. Hawke said.
If it was really a world anchor similar to the Fifth Hospital and related to the spine, it would probably take less than a few years to build the Hell Portal and the army would be in an overwhelming situation.
At least, this dangerous situation is not necessary.
...
At the warning of the warden, the prison guards were waiting outside the door.
The only two of them left in this office.
A powerful voice came from the warden's broken and shriveled body: "Is it the massacre in the moon city that came happily, or is it the one-on-one pure hand-to-hand combat in the hall?"
Rodi, wearing a prison uniform, did not respond, but just stared at the warden indifferently.
"Although my mouth doesn't answer, your body gives the answer... Yes, it's the prisoner I need. Tell me~ The real purpose of your visit to me, don't think I don't know, you took the initiative to propose to come to my prison."
"I need to connect to the world here."
The warden immediately heard the meaning of this sentence, "It seems that the atmosphere in my prison is very consistent with your world... I can provide the conditions, but I don't raise prisoners here for nothing, even if you are the object of special attention above, even if the above just temporarily labels you with death row and waits for the limelight to pass.
You need to be valuable to the World Bureau and also to me.
I am very satisfied with what you have done in the Moon City.
You are also very satisfied with your performance in the fight hall. "
As he said, the warden used his only available right hand to project the video of Luo Di fighting underground.
"So I ask you to relax properly and participate in the "Old City Fight" once a month, and the effect needs to be better than what you are in the fight hall.
As for your opponent, don't worry, I will naturally arrange for you to have a strong enough guy, or multiple people fighting. ”
“Fight? ”
"Yes, otherwise why do you think the death row prisoners here are so obedient? Most of the prisoners detained here are two-way choices, and I will not do anything for the World Bureau in vain."
"I am not sure whether I can participate in the first month. The world connection I am about to be in progress will be a very important stage, and the time it takes may take a long time."
"For special death row prisoners like you, I can advance the payment in advance~ you should be busy with your own affairs first. As long as you are done after you are done, all the accounts will be written off."
"Thank you."
"I will arrange the most suitable cell for you, come and sign it."
A document prepared in advance has been placed on the desk.
Rodi moved forward and picked up the pen and was about to sign his name.
The warden in the mechanical wheelchair lifted his thin right arm with various infusion needles in it and clenched his fists with great difficulty.
It's like the movements of an old man in the evening, slow and powerless.
The clenched fist slowly approached Luo Di,
From the speed alone, it is impossible to tell whether it is a punch or a certain kind of friendship action.
Tsk!
The tongue hit the mouth heavily, even making the jaw slightly red and swollen.
Rody's hair fluttered, and the strong survival instinct drives his spine.
The body temperature rose sharply, and
The body carrying his body backed back at a high speed and instantly arrived at the door of the office several meters away. His whole body was pressed against the door, and he was sweating profusely.
After Rodie completed such an escape, the warden's punching movement was not over yet, and he slowly stretched to the longest distance. Rather than punching, it was more like stretching his body. "It's a good physical sensing. No wonder the superiors treat you as a 'sharp blade' to get rid of the nausea tumors they planted in the moon city." "Then you..." Luo Di widened his eyes, he couldn't believe what had just happened. The other party's fist, which clearly seemed to be slow and weak, seemed to cover the entire field of vision in his eyes, and would die immediately once it was touched.
Rodi even imagined that the whole body was splashing, and only the metal spine could barely maintain the complete picture.
The warden neither told his name nor gave any explanation, but just kept smiling:
"We will have a long time to spend in the future and can slowly get to know each other... You just need to know that the prison is only under my control."
"Okay."
Luo Di was taken to his cell by the prison guard waiting outside the door.
Click!
As the office door closed, a violent cough sounded inside.
A mask similar to atomization was immediately raised when the wheelchair detected an abnormal body of the subject, which stabilized the warden's condition. "Ahem~ The nature of the demon and the concrete image of the murderer have a heart that is dirty but still sticks to human nature... Can this country have such a young man? It seems that it's not particularly bad."
...
No mistakes, one poem, one post, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one read! "Is this my cell?"
Rody's cell is located alone in the deepest part of a passage, completely separated from the cells of other death row prisoners, and needs to pass through a long corridor to reach.
Even the door of the cell is different.
There is no partition window or meal delivery, but a tightly tight metal door, and there is no trace of airflow.
The iron door opens.
Rody Bin thought that the "pleasant conversation" with the warden just now would bring him a high-end cell similar to a hotel room, but in fact it was completely the opposite.
The room in front of me is not even a cell. It needs to be described as [small black room]. I am afraid that on weekdays, it is specifically used to detain prisoners who have made big mistakes in prison.
The cube space of only 10 square meters is sized,
There is no electric light, no bathroom, no bed, there is only one metal torture chair located here, and there is also a metal hood structure behind the chair. I really think it is the electric chair used to torture prisoners.
Infusion equipment is also provided next to the torture chair.
And a robot maid with all metal structure stands in the corner, not yet activated.
Before Luo Di asked, the prison guard on the side explained:
"This chair can maximize the projection of your consciousness and facilitate your connection with the world. This is a good thing the warden brought from the capital and has not been used for a long time.
While you are connecting to the world, the infusion device will regularly inject sufficient amount of nutrients to maintain your physical needs according to your physical needs.
This management robot from the Atomic Military Industry will be responsible for your body cleaning and physiological excretion problems. ”
“I got it. "Mr. Di, do you need to start connecting with the world now, or do you need a period of rest? If you need a rest, your normal cell is not too far away, and I can take you over. "
"I have had enough rest in the capital, so let's start now. "
The various shackles on Luo Di were released, replaced by the full body restraint from the metal chair, and the cage-like hood was pressed into his head.
"Mr. Di, say it to me if you are ready."
"It's OK."
The switch starts.
A micro-pulse current acts on the brain immediately, and because of the metal spine, the entire spine is also activated by the same effect.
The current is not stimulating at all, but instead feels that consciousness is nourished.
The entire spine became active, and I couldn't wait to go to hell for an appointment.
Rodhi no longer stopped him, and pulled out all the tentacles blocked between the cervical vertebrae, and the long-standing summoning of hell was responded.
Buzz!
"Consciousness Projection-Extraterritorial Ridder"
(This chapter ends)