Night’s Nomenclature - Chapter 4
[4. More than 1]
Return countdown 47:59:58.
Return countdown 47:59:57.
Did you cross?
So the end of the countdown is to travel to another time and space, and the return countdown refers to the time to go back.
Thinking of this, Qing Chen first breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing to be able to go back.
Although there may not be anyone over there thinking about him, my mother has a new life, so I can’t care about him, my father… should be in the detention center.
So you shouldn’t even care about him.
But even so, he still wanted to go back and have a look.
And now all he has to do is to live well in these 48 hours.
So…it’s the first day of the countdown.
Qingchen began to re-examine the “new world” in front of him.
At the moment when the world was put together again, Qingchen immediately understood his situation when he saw the prison uniform on his body.
He was in a gray and dark room with a completely closed wall except for an alloy gate full of technology.
There was a small window on the 90cm wide door, but now the window is closed.
The cell is a single room with only one bed covered with a thin sheet.
There is also a shelf next to it, which is empty except for quilts, toothbrushes, and towels.
The walls of the cell were gray, but what Qingchen couldn’t understand was that the gray walls were clearly emitting a metallic luster under the shimmering light outside.
metal wall?
Qing Chen sat up and stroked the wall in a daze. Where would such a cost-free construction material be used?
Obviously, this place does not belong to the world he once knew.
He quickly looked down at his palm. The fingerprints on this palm were exactly the same as those of him before, and even the position of the pores on his hand was exactly the same.
This is his own body.
After traveling to this world, the boning knife in Qingchen’s hand was gone, and his original clothes were gone, but his body was indeed his own.
Fingerprints and pore locations cannot be faked.
Qingchen sat on the bed with his knees in his arms. He stared at the heavy alloy door, wondering what he was thinking.
Slowly, there was noise outside the door, and there was even the sound of someone slamming the alloy prison door.
Qingchen walked slowly to the door, trying to listen to what was roaring outside, but before he could hear it clearly, the alloy door made a clear pneumatic transmission sound, and the door opened.
He looked out the door, and outside the door was a back-shaped corridor.
This square prison fort has seven floors, and each floor has cells that are densely arranged.
In the empty and huge prison fortress outside, there are only scattered lights on, and the open alloy doors are dim cells, like a beast.
Qingchen stood in the door, it seemed that as long as he took this step, he would lead an unknowable life.
In the vast prison, a radio broadcast suddenly sounded from somewhere, with a nice female voice: “At seven o’clock in the morning, breakfast time, please queue up in order and go to the restaurant for dinner.”
The voice echoed in the prison fortress, and Qingchen was still looking at the threshold in front of him.
It seemed that as long as he stepped out, everything would be different.
In fact, he felt that he had been different from a certain moment.
Since when?
Probably… When he thought he had only the last two and a half hours left in his life, he did what he wanted to do the most but was afraid to do before.
I even reported my own father, and there is nothing else I dare not face.
He stepped out of the cell.
But the next moment he was stunned again.
I saw a prisoner standing in front of each cell door in the not spacious corridor outside.
Qing Chen’s pupils shrank suddenly:
An old man hunched his back and looked at him,
I saw that the other party had an eye socket, which was actually a red shimmering mechanical eye. The other party’s entire right eye socket was a mechanical structure, and the metal part extended all the way to the temple on the right side.
The mechanical eyes didn’t look delicate, and even a little rough, but I don’t know why Qing Chen felt a sense of oppression from the eyes staring at him.
It seems that the other party is parsing the details of him.
It’s like he uses his memory to parse other people.
The right arm of a burly middle-aged prisoner was completely made up of machinery. The other party moved his fingers, and Qingchen could hear the metal sound of the mechanical parts turning when the other party’s palm was opened and closed.
That sturdy metal arm, like a knotted steel muscle, is strong and irritable.
In this entire prison fortress, half of the people have mechanical limbs.
Mechanical civilization.
These four words popped out of Qing Chen’s mind.
Before he could continue to think, he saw the burly prisoner in the next cell smiled at him: “Hey, new here, don’t eat too much breakfast, or it will be ugly when you spit it out.”
As soon as the voice fell, there were many people’s laughter in the corridor: “I heard that there were twelve new people last night. You can have fun today.”
“This kid has no mechanical limbs at all, and it seems that it doesn’t matter if he is outside.”
When he heard the words “new”, Qingchen was taken aback, he thought that the other party knew that he had just crossed over from the earth.
But he quickly realized that this “newcomer” should mean that he had just entered the prison, and the other party should not know his identity as an Earthling.
And Qingchen frowned and thought, the other party’s so-called entertainment might be a disaster for him.
But the question is, how can I survive in this group of mechanical “beasts”?
He restrained the restlessness and fear in his heart. Facing a sudden and violent accident, the only thing Qing Chen could do was to force himself not to show any strangeness.
Because he didn’t know what the consequences would be if he was exposed from another world.
Suddenly, a teenager on the opposite fourth floor corridor became mad: “What is this place! I want to go home! I don’t want to stay in such a ghost place, who are you!? I am Huang Jixian, and my father is Los Angeles. Chairman of Wynn Group, stay away from me!”
With that said, the boy ran wildly along the corridor.
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The others didn’t move, just stood there watching as if watching the excitement, still keeping the queue ready to go to the cafeteria to eat.
Some people have some doubts: “Where is Luocheng?”
Suddenly, Qing Chen heard a buzzing sound coming from above his head. He looked up and found that on the high and deep ceiling, four drones like iron boxes broke away from the wall and began to fall.
Qingchen’s eyes stayed on the ceiling, and on the alloy wall, there were neatly “embedded” six-barreled machine gun turrets like eighteen Gatlings hanging upside down.
As the panicked boy ran, the muzzles of nine of the machine guns were also turning!
“Please stop walking,” a female voice said from the drone: “Again warning, please stop walking.”
Immediately afterwards, a female voice broadcast sounded from the prison fortress: “All prisoners please stand by.”
In just over ten seconds, four drones blocked the boy somewhere in the corridor, with guns pointed at him directly below each drone.
At the same time, a gate was also opened under the prison fortress, and nine robots with unknown firearms were entering the arena at full speed.
The teenager sat down against the wall in fear, while Qing Chen stared at it coldly.
The other party’s behavior was a bit extreme, but it helped Qingchen learn a lot of information.
Machine guns, drones, robots, mechanical limbs, countless information all entered his mind at one time.
But what surprised Qingchen the most was that he looked at the boy’s behavior and suddenly realized that he might not be the only one who came here from the earth.
Not the first, nor should it be the last.
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