Deep in the Living

Chapter 260 Special Prison Cell
Rody's sensitivity increased as his pituitary gland was replenished. He could feel that this man in front of him, who was paralyzed on one side and couldn't even sit up on his own, was very strong.

The throne illusion that I just saw was the effect of a certain aura released by the other party.

Different from anyone he had ever seen, terrifyingly strong.

But for some reason, he was injured so badly that he couldn't even install a prosthesis.

At present, it can be confirmed that the other party has nothing to do with the real hell, but it has a very strong connection with killing, war, and physical combat, which is why Roddy's spine feels so strong.

In this way, Rody finally put his mind at ease.

As Mr. Hawke said.

If it really is a world anchor point similar to the Fifth Hospital and is related to the Spine, it is estimated that within a few years, the Hell Portal will be built and the army will arrive.

At least there is no need to consider this dangerous situation.

……

At the warden's signal, the prison guards waited outside the door.

They were the only two people left in the office.

A powerful voice came from the warden's broken and shriveled body: "Which is more enjoyable, the massacre in Moon City, or the pure one-on-one physical fight in the fighting hall?"

Rody, who was wearing prison uniform, did not respond, but just looked at the warden indifferently.

"Although your mouth doesn't answer, your body has given the answer... Yes, you are the prisoner I need. Tell me the real reason for coming to me. Don't think I don't know. It was you who took the initiative to propose to come to my prison."

“I need to connect to the world here.”

The warden immediately understood what he meant. "It seems that the atmosphere in my prison is very compatible with your world... I can provide the conditions, but I don't keep prisoners here for nothing, even if you are a person of special concern to the higher-ups, even if they just temporarily label you as a death row inmate while waiting for the storm to pass.

You need to be valuable to the world as well as to me.

I am very satisfied with what you have done for Moon City.

I am also very satisfied with your performance in the Fighting Hall."

As he spoke, the warden used his only available right hand to project the video of Rody fighting underground.

"So I will relax my request for you to participate in the "Old City Fight" once a month, and the effect needs to be better than what you get in the Fighting Hall.

As for your opponent, don't worry. I will naturally arrange for you to have strong enough guys, or a multiplayer melee."

"Fight?"

"Yes, otherwise why do you think the death row prisoners here are so obedient? Most of the prisoners imprisoned here have two-way choices. I will not work for the World Bureau in vain."

"I'm not sure if I can participate in the first month. The world connection I'm about to undertake will be a very important phase and may take a long time."

"For a special death row inmate like you, I can advance the money. You can take care of your own business first. You can come and participate after you are done. As long as you perform well enough, all the debts will be written off."

"Thank you."

"I will arrange the most suitable cell for you. Come and sign."

A pre-drafted document was already on the desk.

Luo Di walked forward, picked up the pen and was about to sign his name.

The warden in the mechanical wheelchair raised his skinny right arm, which was pierced with various infusion needles, and clenched his fist with great difficulty.

It was like the movements of an old man in his twilight years, slow and weak.

The clenched fist slowly moved towards Rody.

It's impossible to tell from the speed alone whether it was a fistfight or some friendly gesture.

despair!
The tongue hit the mouth hard, even making the jaw red and swollen.

Rody's hair began to flutter.

The strong survival instinct drives the spine.

A sudden rise in body temperature,

His body was carried backwards at high speed and instantly arrived at the office door several meters away. His whole body was pressed against the door and cold sweat was pouring down.

After Rody completed his escape, the warden's punch had not yet finished, but slowly stretched out to the longest distance. It was more like stretching his body than punching.

"Very good physical induction. No wonder the higher-ups use you as a 'sharp blade' to remove the disgusting tumor they planted in Moon City."

"What on earth are you..." Luo Di's eyes widened, he couldn't believe what just happened. The opponent's fist seemed to be slow and weak, but in his eyes it seemed to cover his entire field of vision, and if he was touched, he would die immediately.

Roddy even imagined a scene where flesh was splattered all over his body, with only the metal spine barely remaining intact.

The warden neither told his name nor gave any explanation, but just smiled:

"We will have a long time to spend together in the future, and we can slowly get to know each other... You just need to know that the prison is under my control."

"it is good."

Rody was taken to his cell by the prison guards waiting outside the door.

click!
As the office door closed, a violent coughing sounded inside.

The wheelchair detected abnormalities in the subject's body and immediately raised a fog-like mask, which stabilized the warden's condition.

"Ahem~ The essence of a demon, the embodiment of a murderer, but with a heart that is tainted yet still holds on to humanity... How could this country produce such a young man? It seems that it's not that bad after all."

……

"Is this my cell?"

Rody's cell was located alone at the deepest part of a certain passage, completely separated from the cells of other death row prisoners, and could only be reached through a long corridor.

Even the cell doors were different.

There were no windows or food delivery openings, but only tightly closed metal doors with not a trace of air coming in.

The iron gate opens.

Rody had thought that the "pleasant conversation" with the warden just now would bring him a high-end cell similar to a hotel room, but the reality was quite the opposite.

The room in front of me couldn't even be called a prison cell. It should be described as a "small dark room". I'm afraid it was usually used to detain prisoners who had committed serious crimes in prison.

The cube space is only 10 square meters.

There is no electric light.

There is no toilet.
There are no beds.

There is only one metal torture chair here, and there is a metal hood structure behind the chair, which is very similar to the electric chair used to torture prisoners.

There is also an infusion device next to the torture chair.

And a fully metal robot maid stood in the corner, not yet started.

Before Luo Di could ask, the prison guard beside him explained:
"This chair can maximize the projection of your consciousness and facilitate your connection with the world. This is a good thing that the warden brought from the capital, and it has not been used for a long time.

As you connect with the world,

The infusion device will regularly inject sufficient nutrients to maintain your body's needs based on your body's needs.

This management robot produced by the atomic military industry will be responsible for your body cleansing and physiological excretion issues. "

"understood."

"Mr. Di, do you need to start connecting to the world now, or do you need to rest for a while? If you need to rest, your normal cell is not too far away. I can take you there."

"I've rested enough in the capital, let's get started now."

All the shackles on Rody were removed, replaced by full-body restraints from a metal chair and a cage-like hood fastened to his head.

"Mr. Di, let me know when you are ready."

"Okay."

The switch is activated.

A micro-pulse of electric current immediately acts on the brain, and because Rody has a metal spine, his entire spine is also activated in the same way.

The current was not irritating at all, but rather felt like it was nourishing my consciousness.

The whole spine became active and couldn't wait to go to hell for the date.

Rody stopped trying to stop him and pulled out all the tentacles that were blocking his cervical vertebrae. The long-pending summons from hell were answered.

hum!
"Consciousness Projection - Outer Spine"

(End of this chapter)