Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 530: PrisonBreak II (Prison and Soap)

In the absolute darkness, Lin Sanjiu could not see anything and could only hear the cell door in front of him slowly opening with a creaking sound.

She tensed up her nerves and poured all her attention into her ears, fearing that she would miss any movement - however, the person in the cell was not a real person, and there were naturally no signs of being there when she acted; when Lin Sanjiu suddenly realized that there seemed to be someone in front of her. When the wind blew, she hurriedly twisted her body, but it was still too late. At some point, the "person" had already bullied her.

The next second, she felt her wrist go cold, then warm.

A severe pain that could almost make people faint suddenly hit her brain. Before Lin Sanjiu could even cry out in surprise, her eyes blurred; she endured the pain that penetrated into her bone marrow and opened her eyes again. Opening her eyes, she realized that she could see things in front of her eyes again - rough cement walls, broken straw mats, small windows...

She and J7 were thrown back into the cell.

Lin Sanjiu raised her right wrist while gasping for air; as soon as her eyes fell on it, she suddenly fell silent.

...Her right hand had been cut off in pieces.

Because it is a conscious body, there is no blood or bones at the fracture. Looking through the fracture, it looks empty and empty - just like the formless and colorless consciousness.

Lin Sanjiu has suffered countless injuries in the past few years, but none of the physical injuries can be compared to the pain he feels now - having a piece of consciousness cut off directly, it is like having a piece of the brain and a part of the spirit cut off. Likewise, she could only hold her empty wrist for a while and lay on the ground in pain. After a while, she finally got up.

She looked up and found that J7 was falling to the ground like an overturned bastard. The two spheres were spinning rapidly in the air, but they still couldn't stand up. She was just about to walk up and push it straight, when she glanced around and realized that the "tail" left by J7 just now was gone.

... It seems that the "person" in the cell cut off her hand and J7's tail at the same time; the two had no physical contact and were immediately thrown back into the cell.

"Are you okay?" Lin Sanjiu struggled to lift it up with one hand and straightened it with a bang. The consciousness that was damaged this time may take a while to recover.

"Not so good."

J7 turned around a few times, reassembled the body parts, and once again left a mechanical arm, which he handed to Lin Sanjiu. Lin Sanjiu smiled bitterly and pointed to his right wrist: "I lost my hand, and I can't do anything if I hold you again. Can you stretch it a little longer? Yes, hold my waist like this ."

Even so, Lin Sanjiu, who was left with only one left hand, still had her combat strength reduced a lot; she stood at the door, looking at the dark darkness outside, thought for a while, and turned back to scan the cell. Take a look.

"Sweep up this broken grass. Each of us will hold one and use it as a guide stick." As she said, she swept the grass into a tube shape. Fortunately, the straw mat was very thin, and rolled up into a long and thin piece, which was enough to hold with one hand. She tried waving it around, but it worked fine except for being a little soft.

"...Isn't this too primitive?" J7 looked at the straw mat for a while and commented without interest.

It is the product of a certain world's cutting-edge technology. It is instinctively resistant to Lin Sanjiu's method - "If it is not in the starry sky of consciousness, I can install infrared detection."

But at the moment, there is only this way - one person and one machine each hold a roll of straw mat and carefully step into the darkness.

The last time he was probably discovered by the prisoner because of his talking, this time Lin Sanjiu did not dare to make a sound. Every time he took a step forward, he used a straw mat to slowly and quietly sweep the path ahead. ; Fortunately, both of them are conscious bodies at this time, so there is no need to worry about the sound of clothing materials rubbing against each other. After walking slowly for a while in the dead darkness, the straw mat in Lin Sanjiu's hand suddenly touched something and made a slight "pop".

Her heart shrank, and then she heard a "squeaking" sound in the darkness ahead that suddenly pierced the darkness. It turned out that what she had just encountered was the half-opened iron door of the cell, even if it was just closed Pushing it up with such a light push, it slowly slid open - without having time to think about why it was still open, Lin Sanjiu felt the hairs on the back of her neck suddenly stand on end, and immediately pounced forward, the top of her head had already quickly A sound of wind passed by.

That guy is actually wandering in the corridor!

Lin Sanjiu had no idea how the prisoner cut off one of her hands. She only knew that it was best not to let him touch her; but this meant that she could not attack. In desperation, she shouted to J7: "Hit him with a gun!"

"That will produce fire." J7 pointed out rationally, "Once fire occurs..."

"I know!" As he spoke, Lin Sanjiu narrowly avoided another blow, and the skin rubbed by the prisoner was burning and aching: "I'll find a way, you believe me! ”

As soon as she said this, she screamed "Fuck" in her heart.

Sure enough, J7 in the dark immediately responded: "I don't."

Lin Sanjiu wanted to bleed, but before she could speak, she felt the prisoner's attack again - and for some reason, the prisoner always seemed to attack her first. Lin Sanjiu was lying on the ground now, unable to escape, so she had no choice but to grit her teeth and kick her backwards fiercely; with a snap, as soon as she touched the prisoner, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. Her nerves almost burst out of her skin.

Although the prisoner is not a real person, he still has a physical form——

"J7!" Her heart moved, and she immediately roared in the direction of J7. Seeing that there was still silence in the darkness, she had no choice but to dodge in panic and shouted: "My goal is the same as yours, both are to kill Get out! I have a way to deal with him, but I have to ask for your help!"

I don’t know which sentence finally convinced J7. After a pause, he heard it buzz, and then asked calmly: "Where to hit?"

Lin Sanjiu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to burst into tears for a moment; she grabbed the straw mat and threw it hard at the prisoner when he pounced on him, shouting at the same time: "There!"

When the straw mat collided with the prisoner, there was a slight slapping sound; almost at the same time, J7's gunfire was spat out, all pouring on the location where the sound came from. The prisoner seemed to scream miserably amid the gunshots, and Lin Sanjiu couldn't hear it clearly, because she had already hurriedly jumped on the J7. When it stopped shooting, she hugged it with both arms and rolled them together. He fell into the cell with the door ajar.

As soon as the two of them rolled through the door, artillery fire from the opposite side started roaring, hitting this section of the corridor like raindrops, and arousing countless flames and white smoke on the cell door. One person and one machine rushed to the door, hid behind the door, lay on the ground holding their heads, and listened to the roar of guns and guns outside for a long time before they finally died down.

Since this playground is a product of consciousness, after being hit by gunfire, it seems that there is no post-war damage, and it is still exactly the same as before, as if nothing happened.

"Is the prisoner dead?" Lin Sanjiu asked quietly, fearing that the prisoner would suddenly rush in.

"I fired a total of 53 rounds, and 47 of them hit the target." When J7 lay on the ground, its blurred shadow looked like a turtle shell.

47 shots...

Should he be dead?

Lin Sanjiu gasped and climbed up with one hand, leaning her body against the wall. Her leg was still immersed in severe pain. When she looked down, she found that although her right leg was still there, it was badly injured - just for a moment, the right leg was already pitted as if it had been corroded by some strong acid. , the shape is incomplete.

What next?

In fact, the two of them had just escaped from their cell a dozen steps away, and before they even left this floor, they were already trapped again.

She felt a little worried. She was just about to ask J7 for his opinion when she heard a sudden siren blaring outside - the sharp whine hovered in the entire prison building, so harsh that it made her brain tremble; the commotion was like There was a sound like running water in the corridor outside, and then there was a "choking, clanking" sound of metal hitting, which sounded like the lock of the cell door being opened.

Human voices, sirens, footsteps, the sound of lights turning on... In an instant, noise accompanied by snow-white light penetrated into this cell——

"Two prisoners have escaped from the cell now. Repeat, two prisoners have escaped from the cell now." A deafening broadcast immediately suppressed all the noise: "...Anyone who captures these two prisoners Yes, the sentence will be reduced by 220 years and executed immediately."

...Could it be that they released the prisoners in every cell and arrested the two of them?

In this case, can you run away among these prisoners?

When Lin Sanjiu thought of this, she turned around and was immediately stunned.

At this time, the light outside was bright, so the inside of the cell was also illuminated white. J7 was still lying on the ground as before, and was not injured by the gunfire just now. It's just...it looks a lot smaller. Originally, when the J7 stood up, it was as tall as a person, but after it became a flat structure, it was still the same height. Now it seems that it only reaches Lin Sanjiu's waist when it stands up.

"What's wrong with you?" Lin Sanjiu approached it and asked angrily: "Why did it suddenly become smaller?"

"Remember, the wider side is my face." J7 responded, then turned around and replied: "...In reality, I can fill the bullet, but in the starry sky of consciousness, All my bullets are actually my consciousness."

"Then looking at you like this, you won't be able to fire 53 rounds a few times before you will be gone like used soap!" Lin Sanjiu was extremely anxious.

"It doesn't matter, just wait for a while and the consciousness will be restored." J7 said this with a very calm tone: "Anyway, I have been waiting for half a year. I think it will be okay if I wait a few more days. Big deal."

The sentence "But I'm very anxious" rolled around in Lin Sanjiu's throat several times, but she finally couldn't say it out. She sighed, really not knowing how much further she could hold on with her weak appearance; she stood up with difficulty, supported her body with her left leg, and quietly looked out through the small window on the cell door. .

The corridor at this time is completely different from before.

Cold incandescent lights illuminated every corner, and every cell door was opened at this time, dividing the corridors one by one. Countless prisoners wearing orange-red jumpsuits poked their heads out of their cells and walked into the corridor; they looked around expressionlessly, and whispers filled the entire prison building like a fog.

Lin Sanjiu's plan to blend into the crowd suddenly disappeared when she saw the prisoners clearly.

After all, these are just characters created by the game field, specifically used to intercept players; so not only do they all wear uniform orange-red jumpsuits, but even their facial features are exactly the same - they can't even tell the difference between men and women. Don't mention anything else.

As soon as the two of them enter the corridor, they will be recognized immediately.

She turned her eyes and heard the sound of a movement turning around her. A metal part in the shape of a stapler rose up next to her ear. It turned out that J7 had changed its structure at some point and stood upright again. The original appearance. But after it shrunk a bit, it was no longer tall enough, so it had to stick its "head" out of its body and reach the window.

"The prisoner just now died," Lin Sanjiu pointed to it, "your bullets were not in vain."

In the corridor not far from the door, a corpse also wearing an orange-red jumpsuit was lying down. Because his whole body was beaten to pieces, he couldn't even see his face.

"But the prisoner's wounds are not deep," J7 analyzed calmly, "which means that at least 20 of my initial bullets did not break the surface of his consciousness. This means that my The intensity of consciousness is not enough."

"What about the strength of my consciousness?" Lin Sanjiu asked in a low voice.

"On a 100-point scale, if I score 55, then you should score around 36 to 40."

"That's it?"

"Your conscious body collided with his conscious body, and the result was good~IndoMTL.com~your legs——"

"Okay, I understand," Lin Sanjiu interrupted, "...you don't need to say any more."

"Okay." J7 responded calmly, "I have two more things to say to you, but I don't want to tell you."

It’s really surprising that a robot can hold a grudge like this——

Lin Sanjiu sighed and was thinking about what to say. In the blink of an eye, he discovered that a circle of prisoners had gathered around the body outside the corridor. Dozens of identical faces stared at the corpse on the ground for a while, and suddenly someone shouted: "Isn't this Mr. Shen from Room 1325?"

Lin Sanjiu's heart just skipped a beat when more than a dozen faces looked up at almost the same time; she secretly screamed something bad and pressed J7's head, but it was already too late - she heard someone else outside. He shouted: "Found it! Guard, they are in cell 1325! Found it!"

This shout immediately attracted the attention of the group of sharks like blood dripping in the sea; in the blink of an eye, every floor within sight was immersed in commotion, and countless prisoners rushed toward them. He ran towards this level. (To be continued.)