munition, plus a box of salt and a box of medicine, all of which are what you need most."with that, Qincheng opened the box and took four medicine bottles from them: "but the leather you brought this...regression countdown to 47:59:58.

regression countdown to 47:59:57.

have you crossed

so the end of the countdown is to travel to another time and space, and the return countdown is the time to go back.

it's a relief to think of Qingchen here. It's a good thing to go back.

although there may not be anyone there to miss him, mother has a new life, do not care about him, father … It's supposed to be in detention.

so I don't think about him either.

but even so, I still want to go back and have a look.

and now all he has to do is stay alive for 48 hours.

so. This is the first day of the countdown.

Qingchen begins to re-examine the "new world" in front of him.

when the world pieced together again, Qingchen saw his prison uniform and instantly understood his situation.

he is in a gray, dark house with completely enclosed walls except for an alloy gate full of technology.

there is a small window on the 90 cm 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 a shelf next to

, which is empty except for quilts, toothbrushes and towels.

the walls of the cell were gray, but what Qing Dust could not understand was that the gray walls clearly emitted a metallic luster in the glimmer of light outside.

Metal Wall

Qingchen sat up and touched the wall blankly. Where would this kind of building material be used regardless of cost

it is obvious that this does not belong to the world he once knew.

he quickly looked down at the palm of his hand, where the fingerprints were exactly the same as he used to be, and even the pores on his hands were in the same position.

this is his own body.

after shuttling into this world, the bone knife in Qingchen's hand is gone, and the original clothes on his body are gone, but his body is really his own.

fingerprints and pore location can not be faked.

Qingchen sat on the bed with his knees in his arms. He looked at the heavy alloy door and didn't know what he was thinking.

slowly, there was a noise outside the door, and there was even the sound of someone pounding on the alloy prison door.

Qingchen walked slowly to the door and tried to listen to what was roaring outside. As a result, before he could hear it clearly, the alloy door made a clear pneumatic transmission and the door opened.

he looked out of the door, which was a return corridor.

the square prison fortress has seven floors, each with neatly arranged cells.

outside in the vast empty prison fortress, only sporadic lights were on, and inside the open alloy doors were dim cells, like a beast locked up.

Qingchen stood in the door, as if as long as he took this step, he would move towards an unknown life.

in the vast prison, the radio suddenly sounded out of nowhere, and inside was a beautiful female voice: "at seven o'clock in the morning, at breakfast time, please queue up and go to the restaurant."

the sound echoed in the prison fortress, while Qingchen still looked at the threshold in front of him.

it seems that everything will be different as long as he steps out.

in fact, he feels that he has been different from one moment on.

when did it start

is probably. When he thought he had only the last two and a half hours left in his life, he went to do what he most wanted to do but dared not do before.

I even reported my own father, what else I dare not face.

he stepped out of his cell.

but the next moment he froze again.

I saw a prisoner standing in front of each cell in the corridor that was not spacious outside.

Qingchen's pupils suddenly contracted:

an old man stooped his back and looked at him, only to see a glowing red mechanical eye in the eye socket. the whole right eye socket was mechanical, and the metal part extended to the temple on the right.

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the mechanical eyes don't look delicate, even a little rough, but I don't know why Qingchen felt a sense of oppression from the eyes that only stared at him.

it seems that the other party is analyzing the details on him.

it's like he interprets others with his memory.

A burly middle-aged prisoner whose right arm is made up entirely of machines, moves his fingers, and Qingchen can hear the metal sound of mechanical parts turning as his palms open and close.

the stout metal arm, like a knotted steel muscle, is tough and grumpy.

half of the people in this whole prison stronghold have mechanical limbs.

Mechanical civilization.

these four words popped up in Qingchen's head.

before he could continue to think, he saw the burly prisoner in the next cell smiled at him and said, "Hey, newcomer, don't eat too much breakfast, or you'll throw up ugly." As soon as the

voice dropped, a lot of people roared with laughter in the corridor: "I heard that twelve new people came last night, and today they can have fun."

"this kid doesn't have any mechanical parts, so it doesn't seem to matter outside."

when he heard the word "newcomer", Qing Chen was stupefied. He thought the other person knew that he had just crossed from the earth.

but he soon realized that the "newcomer" should mean that he had just entered prison and that the other party should not know his identity as a native of the earth.

and Qingchen frowned and thought that the other party's so-called entertainment would be a disaster for himself.

but the question is, how can I survive among these mechanical "beasts"

he restrained his inner restlessness and fear. In the face of a sudden ferocious accident, the only thing Qingchen could do was to force himself not to show anything unusual.

because he doesn't know what will happen if his story from another world is exposed.

suddenly, on the corridor on the fourth floor opposite, a teenager freaked out: "what is this place!" I want to go home! I don't want to stay in this hellhole. Who are you I'm Huang Ji-hsien, and my father is the chairman of Los Angeles Wynn Group. Stay away from me! "

said, the boy unexpectedly ran crazily down the corridor.

the others did not move, standing in place as if watching the hustle and bustle, still standing in line ready to go to the cafeteria for dinner.

some people wonder: "where is Los Angeles"

all of a sudden, Qingchen heard a buzzing sound overhead. He looked up and saw that on the high and deep ceiling, four drones like iron boxes broke off the wall and began to fall.

Qingchen's eyes stayed on the ceiling, and the alloy walls were neatly "embedded" with eighteen Gatlin-like six-barrel machine gun forts hanging upside down.

with the rattled teenager running, the muzzle of nine machine guns is also turning!

"Please stop walking," the drone issued a female voice: "warning again, please stop walking."

then there was a broadcast of women's voices in the prison fortress: "Please all prisoners stand by."

in just over ten seconds, four drones jammed the teenager somewhere in the corridor, each with a gun pointed directly below him.

at the same time, a gate was opened under the prison fortress, and nine robots carrying unknown guns were entering at full speed.

the teenager sat against the wall in horror, while Qingchen watched it coldly.

the other person's behavior is a little extreme, but it helps Qingchen get a lot of information.

Machine guns, drones, robots, mechanical limbs, innumerable information all at once into his mind.

but what surprised Qingchen most was that he looked at all the performances of the teenager and suddenly realized that he might not be the only one who came here from the earth.

is not the first and probably not the last.

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