I give the world destruction and new life

The reason why the special zone is called a special zone is because it is completely independent of the existing rules and requires a special management system to treat it. It is directly responsible to the federal commander Luthor, or more specifically, it is governed by Miko Elson directly manages.

With the advent of a new day, the Special Zone has ushered in a group of new residents. About [-] desperate people, or adventurers looking for excitement, settled in Roswell City under the leadership of the reception officer.

The properties abandoned by the aborigines were generously donated to the newcomers, and together with the residents who had settled in the city before, they waited curiously for the real protagonist here to settle in.

Outsiders, this is a neutral term for players in the special zone. Everyone knows that those outsiders are waiting in a camp outside Roswell.

If your curiosity is strong enough, climb up the high platform of the Goddard Planetarium, and use the telescope bought in the gift shop to look in the direction of the Chihuahua Desert. The gathering place of four or five hundred superhumans will definitely satisfy you. Everything about superhumans fantasy.

They are like a group of restless fleas, constantly demonstrating their supernatural abilities in the camp, with an average of two conflicts breaking out every 8 minutes, day and night.

Just last night, a few outsiders who sneaked out broke into the urban area, causing three deaths and 27 injuries.

Looking at the leopard, those locals who don’t have the courage to face life directly and want to get a compensation from the federal authorities through the policy, many people have retreated and started to pack their bags and plan to leave this city before the final window closes. The city is gone.

Mitch Shepard faithfully captured all this with a camera, the nostalgic eyes of the relocated people, the husband and wife embracing to bid farewell to their neighbors or other relatives who insisted on staying behind, and the confused looks of the newcomers. This small city is full of news.

It's a pity that the federal authorities haven't opened the network port yet, and all data needs to be audited before it can be offshored.

Some well-known talk show hosts like Mitch, reporters, and Internet celebrities are the focus of the review.

Once, these people in prison felt that rules and order bound them, but the days in the Central Prison made them understand that without rules and order, they are just small fish in a pond, and there are bigger sharks in the way. The ocean awaits them.

That whistle represented that he was still full of contempt for the guards and the order represented by the detention center, and that he still put his personal desires above reason, other people's feelings, and even the law.

Three months ago, Xavier Ortega was lucky enough to be selected to participate in the cooperation plan between the European Union and the Federation on transhuman crimes. Wang Zhengdao personally escorted him from the far north of Europe to the night city on the west coast of the Federation. central prison.

It wasn't until after the guards finished speaking that two prisoners who were also wearing prison uniforms but with a red cross on their armbands dragged W-23 away and took them to the prison van parked at the corner.

Two months ago, Shawar Ortega deeply realized that his past arrogance and arrogance were a kind of mental illness, which could be cured by restricting his behavior.

Mitch moved a little further away, and took a few photos of the scene with the camera, which was the end of the meeting with the fellow.

"You idiots, you idiots, you better open your ears and listen carefully. First, you can't hurt anyone without a red mark in the special zone. As for what is a red mark?" The guard paused for a few seconds before saying loudly: "Because For some technical reasons, we'll ask you to box certain people in red when you see them!

"I know, you people think this is a good opportunity, and some of you may have heard that the DC is in Roseville, but I want to say, you are so wrong, for you, this is the express to hell special plane." The fully armed guards strode past the cabin and taunted: "I guess you illiterates, no one has read the details on the statement carefully, so the higher ups sent me to give you dying people explain."

There are too many invincible superhuman beings imprisoned in the central prison, and when there are too many people, there will be rivers and lakes, and there will be transactions. That's how the cigarettes in his hand came from.

Mitch put on the body armor he bought in advance, put a Lexington M10 pistol on his waist, and walked out the door, feeling as if he had returned to the era of being a law enforcement officer in Night City.

Four months ago, Xavier Ortega was arrested by a passing senior cadre of the Ark organization because he participated in multiple murders and caused a large number of civilian casualties in several operations, and was sent to the European Union High Court for trial. He was soon tried in a different place and sentenced to prison.

Mikkelsen hoped that they would not mistakenly feel that their crimes had been forgiven because of their re-contact with society, so the order to the guards was that if someone crossed the line, the crime would be increased.

What was written on the screen was to inform all prisoners that from now on, prisoners who voluntarily go to the special zone can get a one-to-one market reduction.

This is the most advanced man-made object he has seen in the past two weeks, and the fluorescent light emitting moon-white light even makes him want to cry.

"In case you forget your identity as a prisoner, I would like to remind you that there is a very advanced nano-robot in your body. Once you try to leave the special zone and try to hurt people without red marks, those robots will make your heart Sudden stop." The guard's voice echoed in the ears of every prisoner like a nightmare: "I don't know how you scumbags will die, but I'm sure that you will die."

Dorbis Sargent called in the morning and asked if Mitch needed help, but after receiving a negative answer, there was no news.

Shawar didn't care where the cigarettes came from, he was just surprised at his adaptation speed, he even almost forgot the days when he was in charge of the wind and rain in the Dnieper River area, how to fill his stomach is the biggest pursuit of these people.

"Hi! Can I interview you guys!" Mitch stood five meters away and gestured to the guards with his camera: "I'm a reporter from Night City News Channel 54!"

On the street, several prisoners wearing conspicuous orange-red prison uniforms and explosive collars around their necks attracted everyone's attention.

They believe it's the worst place in the world, and they're not wrong
Shaval Ortega forgot how he was brought down. He only remembered that he felt dizzy after pressing his fingerprints. The vines were tightly wrapped, leaving only the face outside.

The guard closed his tactical baton and turned his head to scan the other prisoners. The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and no prisoner dared to take a step further.

"Prisoner W-23, in violation of Article 23 of the Central Prison's Out-of-Home Labor Protection Law, interacted without permission. Give me a warning." The guard looked at the building materials that had fallen to the ground because the person who used the force was unconscious, and continued to report expressionlessly. : "Prisoner W-[-], due to work mistakes, caused the loss of federal property, and an additional sentence was added. The specific length of time will be announced after the nucleic acid of the Central Prison Administration Center."

Two weeks ago, Shaval Ortega exchanged the bitter berries he collected in the three-dimensional forest for two and a half cigarettes. He has been smoking until now, and there is still one left.

The unkempt Shawar Ortega was wearing some yellowish tattered linen clothes, standing in front of the abandoned Wal-Mart supermarket, looking at an electronic advertising screen fixed by vines in front of the gate.

Xavier Ortega felt as if he had made a huge mistake, but no one cared except himself.

He looked at the fast electronic screen, took out the last cigarette from his pocket, lit it with his treasured lighter, took a deep puff, walked forward, and pressed his fingerprint on the screen.

Second, if you are unfortunately caught by someone with a red logo, they will take your body away, because those people with a red logo are all aliens with octopus heads and tentacles all over their bodies. Get into your brain, eat your soul and consciousness, and take over your body. "

Even if each of them possesses unique skills in the true sense, they are bold and vicious.

Six months ago, Xavier Ortega was the hottest new star of the Dnieper gang. Relying on his awakened supernatural ability, he was almost above the law.

Oh, not all, Shawar saw that facing him was a well-known gang leader in the Outer Ring District. He had a charming eye and could confuse people's minds by making eye contact. At this time, the upper half of his face was covered with vines. hold in it.

Tang Ji's status in Ye City did not start from his awakening as a superhuman. At this point, those "victims" who ended their street life early due to disability and death can stand up and speak for W-23-that is This taste is unmistakable.

central prison.

Mitch could see clearly that the prison uniforms and guards had the words Night City Central Prison on them.

This time, the inmates in the Central Prison who were assigned to work in the community in Roseville were basically the lucky ones with suitable abilities and suitable for working in construction sites.

W-23, who was whistling just now, was a prisoner who had just been transferred to the Central Prison. He barely adapted to the internal environment of the Central Prison.

Instead, a prisoner who was using his mind to control the building materials to rise slowly whistled at Mitch. The result was that the guard threw out the folding tactical stick without saying a word, and slapped the prisoner on the back of the head with the stick. According to the hand under the lethal degree.

Even civilian staff, guns and body armor are her indispensable good partners, and when the group of street fighters focus on you, they don't care about your professional background.

The area of ​​the central prison is large enough, and it is getting bigger and bigger. The plants that form the tree wall around the prison are alive. Shawar has personally heard the sound of those things moving slowly and expanding outward.

Perhaps it was the words "Night City" that made the guard feel kind. The guard didn't point a gun at Mitch, but just pointed at the drone hovering above his head, and shook his head.

But what she doesn't know is that in the days to come, there will be more "fellow villagers" coming here to meet up.

For these guards who have received a second education in the Central Prison, W-23’s behavior means that the oppression exerted on him by the Central Prison is not strong enough. Committing worse acts while under supervision.
Mitch didn't know what the guards thought about this matter, but she was really taken aback by the guards' behavior. She only felt that the direct leader of these guards was indeed Tang Ji. When she handled complaints and public relations issues for Tang Ji , it is not uncommon to encounter such a thing.

Of course, there are more than 4000 words of rules below, but those prisoners who pressed their fingerprints and agreed to go to the special zone are just like Shawar Ortega. They just want to leave this ghost place and don't care about those rules at all.

But the central prison is different from other federal prisons. The warden here is Tang Ji, and the real manager behind the scenes is a pervert who planted trees all over the world. His eyeliner is everywhere and he knows everything.

A month ago, Xavier Ortega left the Central Prison's central area and chose to venture to the Outer Ring.

As for the guards, based on the special environment inside the central prison, most of the time the guards would not interfere with the daily behavior of the prisoners, but if the guards needed to intervene, the prisoner's fate would not be very good.

Mikkelsen knew that Makarian was an old fox, but he also knew that Makarian couldn't control the specific actions of the players now, so he threw the biggest bait in his hand into the special zone.

These cigarettes were either circulated from prisoners who were eligible to go out to reform through labor, or some prison guards helped to bring them in.

They were obviously all superhumans. Under the command of the guards wearing black heavy body armor, they seemed to release magic, cleaning up the wreckage on the road, and began to repair the damaged houses on both sides.

"In addition, you must also pay attention to your personal behavior. All illegal activities are prohibited. In addition to killing you, those little robots can also create some small electric currents, making you helpless Rotten meat." The guard said and snapped his fingers: "It's like this."

Shawar immediately felt the 'little electric current' from the guard's mouth. After the indescribable tremor, he felt as if he wet his pants.

"Of course, you are the most important assets of the Central Prison. We can't let you starve to death. Your death is worthless, so rejoice, scumbags, you bastards will be paid from now on." The guard said happily. The introduction: "As long as you are still alive and your own souls still live in your mind, you can get a subsidy of [-] federal currency per day. Not only can you eat enough, but you can also smoke a few cigarettes."

"It's a pity that you can't applaud, otherwise you'd better give me a hard drum now." The guard shrugged, a little regretful: "Finally, I would like to remind you that only those who have been reported to us by aliens will be applauded when they are arrested." Marked red, but unfortunately, they are almost as badass as you, and they will definitely not report everyone to us, I say, you should understand, right?"

"Enjoy DC life, scumbags."