Edge of the Apocalypse

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“I don’t want to die, what is going on? It shouldn’t be like this.”

“It’s so noisy, can you shut your mouth? Nelly!”

“I can’t do it, Pitz. I’m scared!” the girl called through the cell, “Weber, Allen, what can you do?”

Weber said solemnly: “We all calm down, this should be some kind of assessment by Marshal. Maybe she is looking at us behind which light screen is now.”

Allen looked all around the cell and said, “I have checked it just now, there is no monitor material in it…”

“In other words, this is not an assessment? We were really caught as criminals, and should we be sentenced to death?” Nelly cried, “No, I don’t want this! I want to go home, I want to go home!”

“Calm down!” Allen exclaimed, “Don’t give up so quickly. Think about it, we are on the frigate. And our family knows that Windsor Bellow Marshal is leaving with us. If this is really an accident, then the family As long as we can’t get in touch with us, we’ll try to figure out where we are and start the rescue. What we have to do is to make sure we’re alive before that.”

“Heaven knows can we live until someone comes to rescue?” Pitz cried, and kicked the door with his foot: “Damn, these things are so thick, can’t you open the door?”

The metal armor that is more than ten centimeters thick is obviously not something that a few tenth-level teenagers can tear apart. Therefore, the prison guards are relieved to leave them in these confinement rooms, and they have not even restricted their conversation.

Footsteps are resounded.

With lessons learned, even Nelly closed her mouth obediently. Now that the situation is not clear, no one wants to sit in the electric chair.

After a while, the prison guard returned in the morning. He walked around and said with contempt: “Congratulations, you little bastard. The verdict has come down, and you will be publicly hanged in 7 days.”

“It’s not true.” Pitz yelled, “You pig, better let me out quickly. Otherwise, I must kill you!”

“It seems you are taking what I said just now.” The guard walked to the front of Pitz’s cell and typed something on the electronic device in front of the door.

Moments later, Allen heard the sound of electric current from Pitz’s cell, and Pitz’s screaming like a pig. Then the prison guard called two colleagues and dragged Pitz out and took him away. It was not until the evening that Pitz was thrown back into the cell. Allen glanced at the window on the door and saw that Pitz was wounded. There were several obvious traces of burns by the strong current. At this time, Pitz had no knowledge of personnel and did not regain consciousness until evening.

“You have to be careful. The 4 metal walls in this confinement room are not without reason. They are the best conductors of electric current…” After waking up, Pitz Spirit shrank a lot, not forgetting to remind everyone: “That The damn current fainted me directly. I don’t want to talk about what happened after as for. Anyway, I don’t think this is like a test. They really intend to kill us!”

On the other side, Nelly was already crying, and even Weber was depressed. After all, they are the children of the aristocratic family. How can they have suffered such hardship before, let alone the death penalty for unfathomable mystery. The psychological pressure can be imagined, Allen is better, the long years of The Surface life has honed his temperament to be as hard as steel essence, and will not be easily frightened by the plight of before one’s eyes.

For him, since this is not an assessment, then he can’t sit still. He re-examined the prison, fumbled almost inch by inch, and also tried to use his ability to “Combustion”, but he was unable to burn the electronic equipment that controls the gate through the thermal conductivity of the metal as expected. In this way, it is obvious that there is a high-temperature-resistant interlayer material in the metal plate of the gate. Otherwise, the door panel on this side of the prison would have burnt red, and the electronic lock on the other side should have exploded long ago.

If the door cannot be opened by this method, there is almost no other way to get out. The origin force of level ten cannot tear off the metal armor.

After repeated attempts and failures, Allen spent a day in prison. On the 2nd day, he was curled up and curled up at the corner of the bed, as if returning to when he was with the wolves. Suddenly awakened by a string of screams and scolding, Allen eyes opened, calming down. After listening attentively, it was Nelly’s voice. The girl seemed to have collapsed, yelling and cursing.

So not long after, several fierce prison guards appeared, concocted Nelly as they did with Pitz yesterday, and stunned her, making it impossible to use the original force battle skill, and then dragged her out of the cell like a dead person.

“What are you doing? Let go of her!” Pitz called, but in exchange for a few taps.

Allen and Weber didn’t say anything. They knew it was futile to protest now. Allen turned around and walked back after watching Nelly disappear from his sight by the door. Suddenly he stopped, narrowed one’s eyes, and Allen fell to the ground. This confinement room is completely a sealed iron prison, and even the ground is a metal plate. But with a thumb-sized screw locked on the metal plate, Allen pressed his ear to the ground and heard the sound of water below.

Suddenly, there was a regular tapping sound on the wall, Allen carefully distinguished and heard that it was a Morse code. Weber was in the prison next door, tapping the wall with his hand and said with a code: “I have an idea.”

Allen also responded with Morse code, but at first he had to remember the combination of codes, so he typed very slowly. However, after 3 a few times, he has been able to answer fluently.

Allen coded: “What idea?”

“I want to deliberately cause trouble, let the prison guards intervene, maybe I can attack him unexpectedly, and then seizes an opportunity to escape from the cell.”

“A good idea, but they will stun you first.”

“I know, but I have received anti-strike training. As long as you are prepared, you can use the origin force to offset part of the current to keep your mind sober.”

“Then try, but we still have to observe for a day. At least we have to figure out how many guards there are outside the confinement room.”

“You’re right.”

After 2 people finalized some details, they looked outside through the window of the door. The outside of the confinement room was a corridor, and the corridor was not long. Probably there were only 5 confinement rooms for “feel offenders” like Allen and the others. Allen’s cell was almost at the end of the corridor. From his room, one could easily see a gate at the end of the corridor.

When the gate is opened, you can see a police room outside, where there are often two prison guards working. Above the gate are several weapon terminals, and the attack system is a miniature automatic machine gun. The arrangement of the barrels is very elegant, and it is almost certain that once the machine gun is fired, there is no room for people in the corridor behind the door to dodge.

After nearly a day of observation, Allen basically figured out the pattern of prison guards’ inspections. Every other hour one of them will come in through the gate and turn around. The prison guards are equipped with batons and automatic pistols. How powerful the weapon is out of the question is the weapon terminal of the gate, which will make them sifted when the gate is opened. After all, the dazzling surveillance camera outside the corridor, sufficient to faithfully reflect what happened inside on the Wisdom Brain screen in the police room.

In the evening, the prison chief came. It was a man in his 40s with a beard and deep eyes. Allen saw the misty flame of origin force in his on the body, obviously he is an origin user, even an Engrave Master. In short, it is by no means comparable to ordinary prison guards. There are 2 guards on the by one’s side of the prison chief, and rays of light of origin force on the body, but the intensity is relatively weak.

The prison chief made a circle around several confinement rooms and finally came to Allen’s door. Through the window, he looked at Allen and said, “Tell me, what made you so crazy, killed half of the town’s people.”

Allen shrugged, said: “We have already said that we are not criminals.”

“Little bastard, you can continue to speak hard.” The prison chief gasped hard, like an angry bull. He clenched his fist and slammed the door down and said: “Heaven knows how much I want to beat you up now, because of you, I will never hear Jack’s old fogey chattering voice, although he is sometimes annoying, But he is my friend!”

“I’m sorry.” Allen said helplessly.

“Shut up!” The prison chief kicked the door hard and shouted: “Damn the Federal Constitution, I really hope you do something stupid, so I will let you find that public hanging is too kind to you! “

After that, he left angrily.

After evening, the prison guard brought dinner from the window. Eating the dry and hard bread, Allen used the code to tell Weber what he saw and the guards’ patrols.

Weber quickly responded: “Weapon terminal? Damn, can we get through without armor and weapons?”

“It’s not impossible, such as using prison guards as shields.” Allen replied, “But don’t be too busy doing this. Maybe there are other safer ways.”

“What is it?”

“I’m not sure yet. I’ll wait until tonight.”

Night falls.

By evening, the patrols of prison guards are no longer intensive during the day. Basically, it takes only 2 hours to come in, but in the middle of the night, it only appears at 3 in the morning. Allen slept at the end of the night, remembering their patterns.

Until late that night, I never saw Nelly come back. No one knows what happened to her.

On the 3rd day, Weber was already a little awkward, and Allen asked him to hold on for another day.

“Lie on the ground and listen. There may be a drainage channel below.” Allen said.

Weber said, “So what? We can’t get in again.”

“Not necessarily. I might have a way.” Allen not at all told Weber in detail, just like that for another day. In the middle of the night, at 3 o’clock in the morning, the prison guards patrolled and left. Allen turned over from the bed, he covered the door window with a quilt, and then lay on the ground, the origin force flowing in front of his forehead to form the mark of Burning Source Blade.

Allen rolled up his sleeves, his hands shook, and a flame burst into his hands!

[I glanced at the back/table, the deposit box has become thinner, and luckily it can last a few days, haha. 】