When the king's nest came out of the darkness, the prison became audible, and the prisoners all instinctively retreated back to their cells. It was obvious that their fear of him had been deeply rooted.
However, what happened next was beyond everyone's expectation.
At the door of the cell, Wang Chao raised his hands, slowly knelt down on one knee, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Yuan wants to see you."
"Mr. Yuan?" Li Liang was stunned for a moment, then turned around and asked, "Is there another person in there?"
The service robot smiled and said: "Dear guest, if 'there is one more person' is not a metaphor, then I'm sorry, there are no other humans in that cell."
"Mr. Yuan wants to see you," Wang Chao still lowered his head and pointed to the depths of the cell.
Perhaps because he had encountered so many ups and downs from morning to now, it was unbelievable that Li Liang's nerves were numb. He was silent for a moment and said to the service robot: "Follow me."
"OK."
Then, he and the service robot followed Wang Chao into the cell.
It was obvious that the cell where the King's Nest lived was larger than that of other prisoners. Through a dark corridor was a wide rectangular room.
The moment he stepped into the room, Li Liang saw a door on the back wall, a door made of red light as thin as hair.
Between the gaps between the lights, you can see that there is a dark space behind the door.
In the impregnable Southern Death Prison, someone just opened a door in the wall so openly? Li Liang subconsciously glanced at the service robot, only to find that it was staring ahead and showing no reaction.
"You go in first," Li Liang pointed at the door and said to it.
"Where to enter?" The service robot looked around and smiled, "Sorry, I don't understand what you mean."
"Door."
"Oh, okay," the service robot turned and walked towards the cell door from which he came.
At this time, a hoarse voice came from the small door on the wall: "Friend, there is no need to try, they can't see."
"Huh?" The service robot turned around and looked around.
Wang Chao leaned against the door and tilted his head to signal Li Liang. The red light then disappeared one after another, leaving only a doorway in the wall.
The service robot's eyes turned red instantly, and its voice became majestic: "It is detected that the key location is damaged, activate the red level two immediately..."
"Stop," Li Liang waved his hand.
"Copy that," the service robot returned to normal, then made a sad expression, "Ah, what a pity, there is a hole in the wall."
Li Liang walked to the door and saw a space of less than five square meters inside. Sitting in the corner was... half a person.
It was an old man with no lower body, sitting on a tattered bedding, with gray hair hanging loose. An old intravenous drip equipment hung on the wall on one side, and blue liquid was connected to his neck through a transparent hose.
More importantly, there is a hole on the side of the old man named Mr. Yuan that an adult can crawl into.
It's obvious that this is a jailbreak plan.
But Li Liang had no choice but to realize that even after a thousand years, when technology has reached this level of development, the most effective way to jailbreak is still to dig holes.
The strange thing is that judging from the fluttering of Mr. Yuan's hair, there is obviously air circulation in the hole. It must have been dug out. What are they still doing here?
Mr. Yuan raised his head slightly, his face was pale, but his eyes were extremely bright. He stared at Li Liang and smiled: "I haven't seen the Xi'an people in a long time. My friend, which clan do you belong to?"
"Oh, there's another hole here," the service robot exclaimed.
Taking advantage of the interruption from the service robot, Li Liang quickly went through all the memories of the past three years in his mind, and finally discovered that he knew nothing about Xi'an like all ordinary citizens.
Xi'an is everywhere like air, but invisible and intangible. The highest-level managers that the citizens of Lower City District can see are said to be the supervisors of the Supervision and Enforcement Office under the New Order Joint Conference. As for Upper City District The senior executives of Xi'an Company, what Mr. Yuan calls Xi'an people, are beyond the reach of ordinary people.
Li Liang is just an ordinary person.
Judging from Mr. Yuan's question, the old man obviously thinks that Li Liang, who can command the garrison robot army, must be from Xi'an Company. But what exactly is a powerful person? Li Liang has no clue. He can only rely on... Acting.
His heart was churning, but his face was expressionless and he said calmly: "This has nothing to do with you."
"SoftBank? Activision? Putnam?" Mr. Yuan sneered, "It must not be Zhuos."
"Why?" the service robot asked.
Li Liang immediately thanked it in his heart.
"Because," Mr. Yuan said in a low voice, "I am from Zhuos."
Perhaps this should be shocking news. After the old man finished speaking, he stared at Li Liang with squinted eyes, but found that Li Liang was distracted.
Li Liang has not only heard of these four names, SoftBank, Activision, Putnam, and Zhuos, but is also very familiar with them.
Because these are Xi'an's four largest subsidiaries.
SoftBank issues currency, and entertainment and communication-related industries belong to Activision. Putnam Laboratory is the research and development center for bionic technology, while Zhuos is responsible for space development and is said to be headquartered on the back of the moon.
It turns out that the senior executives of these subsidiaries have become powerful figures.
The half-length old man in front of him came from Zhuos, but he was hiding deep in the dirty and dark southern death row. This matter was obviously more complicated than Li Liang imagined.
"But you are not noble," the service robot's voice brought Li Liang back from his thoughts.
"My permissions have been deleted..." Mr. Yuan shook his head and said to Li Liang, "Friend, I have been candid enough."
Since it is a communication at this level... Li Liang changed to a casual tone and said: "Why are you here."
Mr. Yuan suddenly became excited:
"Over the past hundred years, one expedition after another has entered the gate of the deep sea. How much news have they brought back? So much evidence has long proved that humans can also gain power in the spiritual world, and among the carbon people, the proportion of psychics is not the same. It’s not low, it can completely support us to form an army and go to the spiritual world to establish a base!”
"Things are not that simple," Li Liang shook his head and said something very ambiguous because he didn't understand a word.
"Yes, yes," Mr. Yuan smiled self-deprecatingly, "So I'm useless. What about you, why are you here?"
Li Liang was stunned for a moment. How should he answer this? A noble Xi'an was imprisoned as a scapegoat? Or do you have nothing to do and go to the death row in the south to direct and act like a pig eating a tiger? If you say "it has nothing to do with you" again, the secret will be revealed.
He thought for a moment and pointed lazily at the hole beside Mr. Yuan: "For you."
But after saying that, he regretted it, because Mr. Yuan smiled and said slowly: "You also want to enter the gate of the deep sea?"
Li Liang was silent for a moment and whispered: "Yes."
He was already cursing in his heart.
On the side, the service robot said to Li Liang in surprise: "Dear guest, your plan is so secretive. Is the elimination order also part of it?"
Li Liang pursed his lips: "Yes."
