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Chapter 387 The Central Prison Is A Good Place

"What's going on with those angels?" Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao headed towards the most central area of ​​the central area, where a green wall that had begun to take shape had already stood there, and it was growing at a rate of [-] centimeters per week. keep growing.

That was the first wall of Central Prison, the work of that green freak in Brandon.

The agate vine is used as a base material mixed with several other plant characteristics, tough and powerful, as many as thirty strands of tree vines are intertwined, weaving each other into a net, and relying on metal pillars as the core for directional growth.

"Do you still remember the winged superhuman I told you last time that was recognized as an angel by the Holy See?" Wang Zhengdao looked at the far wall, feeling that it seemed to be mocking the surrounding modern buildings.

"I'm a bit impressed, is it because we bet that he won't keep that?" Tang Ji's brain is not very sensitive to words like angel, but it definitely has a Nobel Prize-level memory for all kinds of hell jokes.

"That's him. He died two months ago." Wang Zhengdao shrugged. The real joke of the hell joke is that what is used as a joke is the fact that the Holy See refused to explain the cause of the angel man's death, and even activated his corpse overnight. , God knows how many rumors there were at the time, but the Vatican obviously couldn't care less.

Because after the death of that 'angel', three angels were born consecutively in the small Papal State within two months.

"Is it the way of death I imagined?" Tang Ji's question made Wang Zhengdao unable to answer directly, because he had already obtained a relatively detailed report.

His Majesty was in a panic because of the incidents of angels descending from the earth one after another. He would rather expose the internal scandals and ask a professional organization in the superhuman field like the Ark Organization to intervene in the process, so he could only nod silently.

In the next second, Tang Ji's laughter broke the silence of no man's land.

Fortunately, it is not far from the Central Prison here. After turning a corner and passing a supermarket with four open doors, the green wall is already in sight.

The plants all over the surroundings had already discovered their traces, and it only took a few seconds for a gap to appear on the wall from scratch.

Night City Central Prison, the largest superhuman prison in the future, just opened the door for them.

Behind the gate, there is actually no difference outside the wall. The central area itself has been rebuilt by Colinning Company, and it is built according to the standards of the core business district. It should have become the most prosperous area in Night City, but now it has become a part of the prison. .

The straight and wide road is lined with shops with signs on both sides, and even nearly half of the shops have completed interior decoration and started to distribute goods only to wait for the area to open for business.

But now, the place is empty, only drones wandering at cruising speed on the road, stopping from time to time to mark certain supplies with different colored lights.

Of course, this is just its glamorous side. 500 meters in front of Tang Ji, the upper half of a high-rise building with at least [-] floors is obviously not on the central axis, and the glass of all the high-rise buildings around it is incomplete. The melted coating on the surface of the building outlines strange patterns.

Of course, if you look down, you will find that the green plants have climbed up along the surface of these high-rise buildings, showing a vibrant look.

Such an image of modern architecture and green plants intertwined and mixed, illuminated by the sun in the sunset, seems to be a famous painting handed down from generation to generation, just looking at it makes people feel sublimated.

It's just that if you look closely, you can see the dissonance.
In front of the high-rise building closest to Tang Ji and Wang Zhengdao, a prisoner wearing an orange prison uniform was hung in mid-air by a thick vine, and he used a cutting machine to cut the deformed part of the building surface with a disheveled face.

"Is this considered labor reform?" Wang Zhengdao looked at the prisoner on the height, his tone full of admiration, he watched the prisoner's hard work for a while, and his progress was slow, and he simply flattened the protrusion with his fist: "It's amazing, the efficiency is extremely high! "

"I asked them to try out the principle of distribution according to work here. If you don't work, you will have no food." Tang Ji watched with satisfaction as the other party worked honestly. He participated in the writing of many rules and regulations here, full of Tang's The style mainly highlights a simple and rude one.

As for the content of the work, it is not important at all. At this stage, countless prisoners are just cleaning up the sundries and dust that fell from the high-rise buildings on the street. Later, Tang Ji also plans to arrange for them to repair the surface of the building, replace the glass, and the site that was bombed by the nuclear bomb. There is never a shortage of restoration work.

And it’s really dead, it’s totally possible for Group A to build high-rise buildings during the day, and Group B to demolish high-rise buildings at night. Anyway, they don’t care where to vent their energy, do they?

At Tang Ji's invitation, Wang Zhengdao had already given up his plan to return to the European Union immediately. He was going to take a short vacation for himself and come here to inspect this legendary prison.

But he made up his mind not to touch any plants spawned by Brandon. God knows what kind of fertilizer is used for that thing. Brandon has a record in this regard.

As an emerging super prison, the nominal warden of the Central Prison is the director of the FBAS Bureau, Tang Ji, but the actual management work is actually in charge of Mikkelsen, who left a message in the prison for a clone.

In addition, there are more than 300 prison staff here, most of whom are researchers and guards transferred from the Lost Mountain base.

The purpose of those researchers coming here is self-evident. The central prison will undoubtedly provide them with a large amount of superhuman research data, and the guards are mainly responsible for protecting the researchers and experimental equipment. Wade is actually responsible for managing the prisoners.

At present, Wade is basically a polished commander. He only has five old colleagues who voluntarily resigned from the Seventh Prison and came to the Central Prison to try their luck.

He could have brought more people from Prison [-], after all, Mikkelsen never took money for money, but there were only five people that Wade could be sure of being innocent.

So when Tangy walked into the prison administration building covered by green plants, he saw Wade communicating with a plant in the shape of a D1CK.
"Mr. Brandon, I need you to put prisoner 032 off the wall of reflection. He is already in a state of severe dehydration. We need to use punishment to maintain deterrence instead of turning them into fertilizer." Wade persuaded earnestly The real builder of the prison.

But as long as Brandon knows something about the world, he won't be pulled out of his "nest" by Tang Ji in that way, thrown into Mikkelsen's arms and transformed. He still doesn't know how Mikkelsen used it. In what way can a bastard like Brandon Mann be so obedient.

Tang Ji did not interrupt the other party's communication. He looked at Wade's office. Because of Brandon's relationship, it looked completely different from the style of a traditional prison.

The floor is covered with a layer of elastic green moss. If you insist on what it wants, Tang Ji can only describe that this plant carpet looks like broccoli, but it is softer and smoother, and it does not have any peculiar smell. With a fragrance.

It's just that Wang Zhengdao kept wrinkling his nose, which made Tang Ji think that there was something wrong with his sense of smell.

The chairs and desks in the office are just grown directly from the floor, so it's no problem to say that they are exquisitely crafted.

The office is located on the fourth floor of this high-rise building, which is not a high floor, so the glass here is completely preserved. The huge floor-to-ceiling glass can clearly see every move in the prison area, which is very suitable for monitoring prisoners.

Wade seemed very satisfied with his working environment. He was wearing a pair of soft plush slippers, and there was a pajamas hanging on the hanger. Obviously, he lived here directly during this period of time.

"Warden, I didn't know you were here." After Wade and Brandon finished communicating, they turned around and saw two uninvited guests, and hurriedly explained: "The floor here is so thick that you can barely hear footsteps."

"How is this place working?" Tang Ji sat on a naturally grown chair, very satisfied with its load-bearing capacity: "Where's that bastard Mikkelsen?"

"Mr. Mikkelsen stays on the top floor and rarely comes down. He is in charge of overall planning, and I am temporarily in charge of specific management." Wade smiled uncontrollably.

His annual salary here is almost ten times that of before, and his future is visible to the naked eye. Whether the work focus of the two immediate bosses is here, he is actually the top leader.

Wade was worried about his own safety before. After all, this is a prison dedicated to detaining superhumans, but it was only when he came here that he realized that superhumans are also divided into levels, and they are stricter than other levels.

For example, the warden at the top of the list, he suppressed half of the transferred prisoners with his own name alone, and the other half was captured by the prison's builder and the number one prisoner, Brandon Mann. En Zhengzhi urinates blood every night.

This is not a joke, nor is it an adjective, but a fact. On the first day Wade and the group of superhuman prisoners in the Seventh Prison arrived at the Central Prison, some people planned to escape from the prison.

Wade saw with his own eyes that one of the other prisoners climbed up the wall like a gecko, and disappeared outside the wall in a blink of an eye. But before the other prisoners got excited, a thick vine that came out of the sewer rolled up the fugitive and lifted him up on the nearly 30 The wind blows and the sun shines in the mid-air at a height of one meter.

Oh, by the way, I forgot to say, that guy hasn't been released yet. Fortunately, he is a mutant superhuman with life characteristics close to that of a lizard. It seems that it should be fine for another week.

In addition, Wade's family has also been properly placed in Night City, and his salary can afford his son to attend the best school here.

As for Tanguy's question, Wade can proudly say: "Everything is going well here, there is no problem."

Apart from
"Prisoner No. 032, he is a prisoner transferred from a Texas prison. The records show that he is a superhuman arrested in a smuggling case." Wade found the file of prisoner No. 032 from the cabinet: "This prisoner Has always shown a strong tendency to scavenge, and has been in a depressed state for a long time, is very aggressive, and his memory is constantly declining."

"What's wrong with him?" Tang Ji asked rhetorically. After all, he has seen freaks, and the tendency to scavenge is really not a serious mental problem. He might be able to find double-digit lovers in Night City alone. .

"The problem is that he's not superhuman." Mikkelsen, who was dressed as a druid in a green robe and plant laurel, walked into the office and sat on the floor: "The Lost Mountain Laboratory tested his blood samples and found that he He is a pure human being, and the problems in his body are an enhanced version of some kind of mutated rabies."

"What does this have to do with you wearing such African shaman clothes?" Tang Ji hugged his shoulders, looked at Mikkelsen maliciously, and raised his eyebrows at Wang Zhengdao at the same time.

Wang Zhengdao understood Tang Ji's meaning in no time, and he said, "Guess if this old boy is wearing underwear in his robe, will he get a fungal infection just sitting on the ground like this?" '

"This is the dress of the Elf King in the Lord of the Rings series, which symbolizes the reverence for nature. I am deeply sorry that you have never seen such a classic IP." Mikkelsen said unhurriedly: "This is also my A small attempt to find common ground with Brandon."

After listening to Mikkelsen's words, Tang Ji gave Wang Zhengdao another look, this time meaning: 'What the hell is he saying such a thing?I guess he ate Brandon for $50. '

Wang Zhengdao didn't want to gamble, didn't think about it, and didn't even want to ask, he was afraid that he would be disgusted.

Fortunately, Mikkelsen quickly relieved Wang Zhengdao: "If you missed the point, I can emphasize it again. This is a symptom similar to rabies, and it is contagious."

"Our prisoner No. 032 did not appear to be contagious, but the ghost that turned him into what he is now obviously has this ability." Mikkelsen said to Wang Zhengdao: "You once solved a voodoo monk. Man, he can resurrect the dead, who do you think is more threatening than the resurrected dead and prisoner No. 032?"

Wang Zhengdao looked at the detailed records of prisoner 032, and immediately realized that although the prisoner was not a superhuman, in terms of physical strength, he had already surpassed many other superhumans, and his sense of smell had been greatly enhanced.

In all fairness, this thing is indeed much more difficult to deal with than those living dead, and what is more important is whether the person who made it can mass-produce this kind of thing like the wizard made the living dead.

"My people have already begun to investigate the origin of prisoner 032." Mikkelsen said: "The news that can be confirmed at present is that he is a stowaway who arrived in South America by boat from the direction of Persia, and then intends to cross the border. His destination and target are not yet known."

"I'm afraid you still don't understand why I attach so much importance to this matter, so I'll tell you directly that an infected person like prisoner No. 032 may be used as a player body. Once the source of infection is determined to have the ability to spread over a large area, this is It's your job." Mikkelsen explained the reason to Tang Ji in detail: "This is called planning for a rainy day, understand?"

　PS: Cyberpunk: Edge Walker animation is good
　　
　
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