There are only a few guards left in the Marine Watchhouse. Except for the one who received them, the others are all Jiaomen. What they are best at is picking seafood. Barnacles, a cancer of the ocean, are delicacies in their hands.
The steamed barnacles are fresh and delicious after being steamed. When you take a bite, you will have a pool of fresh and sweet juice in your mouth. There are also plump and tender oysters, which have a unique taste whether they are charcoal grilled or eaten raw.
Although these people are guards, they are actually not at a low level, especially those Jiao people. Their level is similar to that of fairy aunts. They all enjoy special allowances, and their jobs are comfortable with high wages.
However, most people would not take this job because it is too lonely. Many people imagine the sea to be blue, beautiful, and gentle, but most of the time, the sea is dark, deep, and manic. Yes, it is the largest individual thing in the world. Even Leviathan must bow before it.
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However, the long-term loneliness makes the people stationed here extremely hospitable, a bit like the herders on the prairie. A guest comes to a place that has not been popular for a long time. This guest is more precious than everything in the world.
The Jiao people specially set up a large table of delicious food and a lot of wine for them, and they drank and talked happily in the middle of the vast sea.
There is one thing that needs special attention here. The Jiao people are not Jiao people. They are sea dragon people. They have skin like dragon scales and the ability to breathe underwater, and they can live for a long time five thousand meters under the sea. And they may be the only creatures in the world that have three visual systems: acoustic positioning, vision and temperature detection. The reason why they are allowed to serve as guards here is because if they want to escape from this place, they have to face the encirclement and suppression of the Eastern Ocean Overlord. .
"Back then, I also saw the ship of Sanbao Eunuch sailing through Nanyang."
A Jiao man was a little tipsy and started to tell Brother Zhang and the others about what he had seen and heard back then. Every time he said a few words, he would raise his glass: "Do it, do it, come on, come on."
We really try our best to retain these guests who come from afar.
Soon Fairy Girl and the others were all drunk, but Brother Zhang was still strong, but the Jiao people couldn't bear it any longer. Several people fought with each other but couldn't knock Brother Zhang down, but they all slept under the table.
Brother Zhang smiled and shook his head, then sent them back to the room one by one. Then he took the access card to the door of the Crystal Prison. He used the access card and child hole recognition, plus voiceprint and palmprint to unlock the Crystal Prison. outer door.
He pulled a stool and sat down in front of the only person imprisoned here. The people inside also sat there and looked at him. However, Brother Zhang was free, but the people inside were chained by eight special chains. His whole body was completely numb, and he could not do anything except sit, lie down, and go to the toilet. Once all the energy exploded, it would be directed to the large electrode pole under the platform and become so hot that it would boil the ocean.
"Hello? I am the person responsible for interrogating you, and of course I am also the one listening to your story."
Brother Zhang took out his little notebook and said, "I know you are feeling very sad, but there is nothing I can do about it. You killed someone."
His voice was as gentle as ever, without the gnashing teeth or ferocious look he used when dealing with criminals.
"Is there any cigarette?"
The voice of the person inside came out through the loudspeaker. The person's voice was hoarse and tired. His Mandarin was not very good and had a strong dialect flavor. It sounded like the accent of the northern Shaanxi generation.
"Hold on."
Brother Zhang actually got up and got him a cigarette, then personally delivered it to him in the Crystal Prison, and then walked out.
"Aren't you afraid of me?" The young man inside opened the cigarette and took a puff: "I may kill you at any time."
"Me?" Brother Zhang pointed at himself: "You are not afraid. You can't kill me. No one can kill me. Not even myself."
After he finished speaking, he immediately laughed: "But after you said this, you basically won't kill me. I checked some information about you, and you don't look like someone who would do such a thing. .Why? I’m curious.”
Brother Zhang's curiosity is getting more and more intense now. He reads the information more seriously than anyone else. According to the information, this young man is just like the thousands of people who come to big cities to work hard. He is ordinary, hard-working and persistent. , he did not have an unfortunate childhood, his parents were in a decent family, and there was no special story that could become the focus of his whitewashing and distortion.
It’s not a gender male recognizing a woman, it’s not a black bisexual test-tube orphan adopted by gays, it’s not a Walmart shopping bag and a gunship helicopter, so normally he shouldn’t be.
"Haha..." He smoked a cigarette again, then stretched his head and took a few sips of water from a nearby faucet: "Am I bound to die?"
"I'm not talking about this." Brother Zhang shook his head and said, "But maybe you may not be able to come out in the rest of your life."
"Can I believe you?" The young man inside struggled to walk to the crystal prison and pressed his entire face against the crystal wall. The wall had induction pulse points and began to release neurotoxins. He was twitching in pain but still did not retreat. .
Brother Zhang saw his look and was silent for a moment: "Okay."
He nodded: "There is a passbook in my room, regular. Take the passbook. There is also a bank card with half a million yuan in it. Please help me transfer it to my parents."
"I don't want the passbook, I'm not short of money." Brother Zhang reached into his pocket and took out the bank card and passbook: "I will hand it over to you."
"Thanks."
His tone was calm, and then he raised his head and looked at Brother Zhang for a long time. Brother Zhang waited there without urging him. After all, the probability of his death penalty was very high. The best outcome was to be imprisoned here for life, but if If Brother Zhang were to choose, he would rather die, so Brother Zhang subjectively believed that everything this man said now was a will, because it could be seen from his expression that he was ready to die, even He may take the initiative to kill himself.
"I'm a game streamer."
Suddenly, in the darkness, he spoke: "A few years ago, when live streaming was booming, I made some money. I also have plans for the future. I plan to buy a house in the city where I live and get married."
"Then what? Is the house in ruins?" Brother Zhang asked curiously.
"No, everything went well. I also have a girlfriend. It's just that the story behind it is a bit vulgar."
The voice in the darkness continued to talk. Brother Zhang relied on his good shorthand skills to quickly organize and copy what he said, forming a complete story chain.
In fact, some things that happen in stories are called vulgar, but when they happen to people, they are not very funny.
He was once a well-known anchor, and he did make a lot of money in those years. It can be said that the first half of his life was smooth sailing. He had a girlfriend three years ago, and he was planning to get married two years ago.
But last year, the vulgar plot really happened to him. The story requires logic, but life does not require it at all. He has never done any bad things in his life, but his life has been torn apart by life like this.
In one year, a total of three things happened to him. If you think about it carefully, each thing can crush an adult, but these three things happened to the same person at the same time.
First, his girlfriend ran away and left him without any warning, and before leaving, she had already cheated on him with someone he had only eaten with twice.
This is vulgar, it is both vulgar and boring, because it is too common and boring. He used to be one of the people who laughed at this vulgar plot, but in the end when the vulgar hammer hit him, it still made him dizzy.
Second, his girlfriend left and took away the money he spent to buy a house. The more than one million he earned through almost all his hard work in those years was taken away overnight. He went to the police to sue, but in the end his girlfriend took out the gift certificate that had been recorded long ago. He said clearly, "This money will be used to buy you a house in the future." This simple love word turned into a knife stabbed at him.
In the end, I can only get back one third of the money, which is half a million on the bank card, and no more will be lost.
If this was acceptable, then the third point completely shattered him. It was still his girlfriend who did it, and she was still the person he once wanted to have a family with. Because he was somewhat famous, his ex-girlfriend began to write a series of tearful essays online after he filed a lawsuit.
Domestic violence, alcoholism, pc and even fanboys, all the ambiguous hats he could wear were given to him. Although he tried his best to prove his innocence, no one cared about how many bowls of fans he had eaten. Everyone just I want to see him cut open his stomach.
As a result, his live broadcast room was blocked, all advertising contracts were terminated, and he still owed the platform a large amount of money.
The career is gone, the love is gone, and even the home is gone. For people who have never experienced it, they think it is just such a big deal, but those who have experienced it know that this is really fucking miserable.
So he decided to commit suicide as soon as he couldn't bear it anymore. That night he bought twelve boxes of cephalosporins and a bottle of Erguotou, ate hot pot and drank another hundred cephalosporins, and in theory he was dead.
But he was so exaggerated when his wish came true that day. He was so exaggerated that it was difficult to even think about dying. The concept of spiritual energy recovery is to give ordinary people another chance, and he just woke up.
The more intense the pain, the greater the energy. And pain itself is a subjective thing, just like someone who gets pinched by a zipper while peeing and cries and howls, but someone who drips candle oil on it and never gets tired of it.
The more subjective pain, the greater the energy, the greater the energy, the subjective pain. Isn't this right? Perpetual motion machines came out, so after a few months of precipitation, his super visualization ability exploded.
As a game master, he linked all his abilities to the game. He could obviously become a boss like Superman and then do the work of pretending to be awesome, but in the end he made himself infinitely terrifying.
To be honest, Brother Zhang is not worth it for him, but in fact there is nothing that can be done about it. After all, if he has the heart to show off, he will not have such strong power, and without strong power, he cannot show off and slap in the face.
Hey, isn't this a perpetual motion machine again... No wonder Minkeba can come up with a perpetual motion machine every three days. It turns out that idealism is the source of perpetual motion.
After listening to his narration, Brother Zhang slowly closed his notebook and leaned gently on the chair. He didn't speak for a long time because he already felt that his emotions were disturbed and he had to adjust his mentality quickly.
And this is not a great thing in the first place. In this interesting and twisted era, this is simply commonplace. Similar things will happen once every two days in the three major women's toilets.
But this happens to be a story that combines vulgarity and super powers. If there is no awakening and recovery, he will be dead, just like a dead dog that no one cares about. But with his awakening and recovery, he not only lived, but also lived out the last wonderful moments of his life very hard.
Brother Zhang raised his eyes and looked at him: "Do you have any other wishes?"
"I said I wanted them to die, can you understand?"
"But you are obviously so strong, why don't you take revenge?"
He heard Brother Zhang's words and suddenly laughed out loud: "It's only been four days in total, and it's only been four days in total that I discovered that I have such an ability. I was still testing it repeatedly, and then you caught me."
"Did you forget to play? Then you won't be in much pain."
"I think you should know that revenge always comes after careful consideration. I have watched The Count of Monte Cristo, and Edmond Dantès also enjoyed a high-end meal before starting his revenge." He smiled helplessly, But soon there was a helpless sigh: "I should go directly to take revenge. I want them to die."
Suddenly, he rushed forward as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, with madness in his eyes: "You help me get revenge! All the money will be given to you!"
Brother Zhang spread his hands: "I said I am not short of money, and how can I help you get revenge? You are too naive."
He sat back dejectedly: "Yes, there's nothing you can do about it. Alas, I'm not willing to give in."
"Okay, I understand the general situation. What will happen to you in the end is not up to me. Even if you are miserable, you are still a murderer, and there are many people." Brother Zhang shook his head. Shaking his head: "However, I can help you tell your story to others. Maybe someone will help you get revenge."
"Then thank you very much."
After finishing speaking, Brother Zhang's danger sense suddenly took effect, but just as he stood up, the crystal prison holding people suddenly emitted a dazzling light, and the alarms of the entire sea prison sounded at the same time, and on the sea below them Large areas of boiling bubbles appeared on the surface.
If it were daytime, you would be able to see the real wonder of the boiling sea. The sea surface with a radius of fifty or sixty square kilometers is rolling violently, and the high-temperature steam turns into clouds and mist and covers the sea surface, just like overlooking the sea of clouds from a high mountain.
The guard of the sea prison suddenly sobered up, put on his equipment and rushed over. However, when he arrived at the crystal prison, his high-energy reaction had disappeared. Looking back, he saw only a black mark in the crystal prison, but nothing else. It seems like it never happened.
Brother Zhang stood up and walked out of the crystal prison with his hands behind his back, and then went straight to the platform outside. Looking at the white fog in the distance, he suddenly felt that the world was so ridiculous.
