Overturned Tower

Russell had never heard of the name "Reengineering Agency."

He subconsciously opened the map positioning - not surprisingly, Russell did not discover the existence of this building from the map navigation.

It is completely empty on the map and does not exist at all.

Even when Russell went to the search engine to search for "reconstruction agency" and "Tian'en Memory Armed Research Institute", he could hardly find anything.

The only thing I could find was that in a news article about armed mercenaries in the lower city district causing damage to residential buildings in the upper city district, the commentator once mentioned the term "reconstruction agency." But the netizens who noticed this below seemed to only understand it as some kind of special facility similar to a juvenile reformatory, or simply a coined word... Most people didn't care about this unfamiliar word at all. .

The commentator's name was also very familiar to Russell.

It was the commentator named "Tantra" in the news that Russell just saw.

...After leaking such a level of secret, can he still continue to serve as a commentator to explain such a major event as the angel's resurrection?

Russell guessed almost immediately that the commentator, who went by the pseudonym "Tantra," was probably a spirit.

Considering how idle he is, he shouldn't be a certain director. But a free and idle spirit.

"——Don't be stunned."

The voice of the bad guy suddenly sounded, which scared Russell and raised his tail slightly.

He stopped, turned his head slightly, and frowned: "Don't think of this as some country villa.

"Don't be ten steps away from me. When you turn a corner, take two quick steps to follow me. If someone talks to you, no matter what the image or topic is, ask me first if I can respond to him."

Hearing the words of the inferior, Russell's heart suddenly tightened and he took two quick steps to follow.

Russell lowered his voice and asked quietly:

"...Aren't the demons here imprisoned?"

"Hmm...how should I put it?"

The inferior frowned and fell into deep thought.

Quite unusually, he did not immediately respond to Russell's question.

"Just take a look."

He concluded thus and opened the door of the villa.

The door looks like it has no lock... It's like a real villa, not even a doorman or bodyguard.

But Russell soon realized the truth of the matter:

This should be because Delphinium filed the Inferior with Russell's chip coding. In this way, when they pass by here, they will not trigger the original defense facilities here, but can pass normally.

As for the original defense facilities here?

...Russell felt that it was better not to know.

When Russell followed the inferior and entered, the doubts in his heart became clearer.

This floor is not a wooden floor, nor is it marble, nor is it cement or concrete.

Amazingly, it's rubber flooring.

——I saw strange color tracks everywhere on the ground.

Just like a children's jigsaw puzzle or a running track - red, blue, yellow, purple, green and other colors either exist alone or are inlaid with each other in the form of squares to form a line on the ground. A chaotic road of colors.

Russell would feel dizzy just by looking at it.

What was even more difficult for Russell to understand, and even a little scary, was...

He saw many people clearly dressed as prisoners and wearing pure white uniforms, walking freely in the villa!

...What is going on?

Jailbroken?

Did you let me catch up?

"Don't panic."

The inferior said calmly: "Look carefully...their limbs are all prosthetics."

Russell was startled for a moment and looked intently.

Sure enough - all the prisoners' limbs were bionic prosthetics that looked very close to their real bodies. Although there were many prisoners coming and going, Russell looked carefully and saw that there were only thirteen or four types in total.

Among them, four types are used the most and are closest to the body shape of ordinary people.

This is somewhat similar to the prosthetic technology used by Xiao Liuli, but it is cheaper. Because there is no need to cover up the traces of the prosthetic limb...for example, hiding the interface or the like.

Another detail Russell noticed was that each model of prosthetic limb was the same length from shoulder to fingertip, and their hand shape was the same.

This means that this bionic prosthesis is some kind of mass-produced product.

——I feel ashamed to say it.

Russell's first reaction was...if he could negotiate this kind of deal, could he get a lot of kickbacks from it?

"Long time no see, you bad guy."

A hoarse voice sounded.

When he heard that voice, Russell felt a numbness in his spine.

He suddenly turned around and saw a snake.

Yes, a snake.

A snake beauty with gorgeous long curly red hair and dark yellow vertical pupils.

The part below her waist was cut off directly and connected to a metal snake tail made of machinery, which looked extremely ferocious.

If he was hit by this thing... he would probably die from internal rupture.

"Long time no see, blind snake."

The inferior stopped, looked down at the snake girl who was much shorter than him, and slowly said: "I'm really happy to see you are still alive."

"oh?"

The red-haired snake girl known as the "Blind Snake" smiled: "Are you in love with me?"

"I'm in love with your psychic powers."

The corner of the inferior's mouth raised slightly: "It's really useful. Today I will also take away your memory."

"Then I would be honored."

The blind snake asked curiously, with a girl-like innocent expression on her face: "But, what are they used for?

"Have you seen the fear that a child feels when he is gradually paralyzed? He wants to cry...but when he opens his mouth, no sound comes out...it will take several hours, more than ten hours, to die."

"That's not true."

The inferior sneered: "But they are particularly useful for catching other demons.

"The new demons that have been brought in in the past six months were all captured by me using your spiritual power. Or should they thank you? At least they can be sent to the reconstruction agency instead of being blown into pieces by me."

Hear the words of the inferior.

The snake girl's face immediately turned gloomy, and her voice became sharp: "How can you release my spiritual power to those dirty adults?

"——Are they worthy?!"

Her pupils suddenly became bloodshot and turned deep red.

The inferior one just stood there calmly, looking at her motionless.

Russell subconsciously took half a step back.

But he saw... the next moment when the snake girl crawled from the "yellow" passage to the "blue" next to it.

As if she had touched some invisible power grid, she was suddenly bounced back. As a result, she pressed against the "red" floor on the other side of the "yellow" and was bounced off again.

Just two times and he was already dying.

Russell looked at her in confusion, vaguely grasping the rules of imprisonment in this "prison".

Looking at the prisoners walking in an orderly manner, and the prisoners lining up like a crossroads despite the wide road, passing through in an orderly manner...

...Is everyone here only allowed to "walk in a certain color"?