William looked at the walls, his walls were as clean as ever, and the numbers he had carved almost a line before disappeared again.

He was used to such situations for a long time, not to mention, it also proved his conjecture.

His cage is indeed constantly changing. This is also the basic precautionary measure of the digital matrix of composite artificial intelligence.

He looked up through the only transparency on the door, the sunlight was even more dazzling, the next time, if he waited for such an opportunity, it would be a few more months, he didn't have enough patience to wait for an excellent time like today, he thought that if he couldn't ask for help, he would have to do it himself.

Just thinking about it, it's time for him to let off the wind.

The door opened silently, and he once again appeared to be pretending to be crazy and stupid, and the T-shaped electric shock rod really did not shock him, except for the sound of electricity, which made his body tremble uncontrollably.

He staggered out the door, he couldn't go too far, he couldn't touch the walls, if he was too close, the T-bar would touch his back mercilessly, and if it was someone behind, he would have loved to see him shake and scream.

It's just a pity that it's just an emotionless machine.

He staggered and walked slowly.

This is almost already his prerogative, and if it were before, he would have received no less than more electricity.

He looked around, looking left and right from time to time, or looking up and smirking with his head drooling.

The T-shaped stun bar will detour in front of him when he is stagnant, threateningly amplifying the point of traffic.

Pretending to be afraid, he took a step back, and the stun rod led forward, and he took a careful step forward.

The stun stick looped back behind him, the corners of his mouth twitching, letting saliva run down the corners of his mouth, but he didn't wipe it.

Entering the elevator, the T-shaped stun rod retracted back into its rooftop position. Immediately afterward, the electric shock rod in the elevator was already aimed at him, but the difference was that he was allowed to lean against the elevator wall.

He cowered in the corner of the elevator wall, facing the corner, his mouth whining, but his mind was spinning wildly.

The hallway he had walked through had no flaws on the surface, and the only thing he needed to do was destroy the T-shaped stun baton, the only effective weapon of destruction so far.

The reason why those walls cannot be touched is different from the prison door is that those walls are themselves part of the artificial intelligence itself.

It is unlikely that they will be destroyed, if it were him alone.

He now has one more concern.

The elevator doors opened, and the electric shock rods on the roof gave off the sound of electricity again.

He immediately turned around, sat down, continued to pretend to be crazy and stupid, got up with difficulty, and walked out.

He walked to the door, the sunlight outside the house was just right for him to squint, and he continued walking.

He looked at the wooden bench not far away, each step feeling a little hard, his heartbeat, becoming unresponsive as he walked.

All he wanted was one thing!

He prayed, and worried.

What if no one understands the message he left? Or, no one sees his message, what should he do?

What if, even if you see it, just like him, if you can't get what he wants?

Or...

No!

He was in ecstasy, he saw it!

Under the wooden bench, he saw something reflecting the light.

This light! It's the light of hope!

It's the only way for everyone to get out of this damn place!

Someone saw it! And even more!

He stumbled to the ground, he could hear all the machine guns turning at the same time, but he didn't care! He grabbed the thing, his body trembling with excitement, and sat down on the wooden bench again, he hunched over and swayed back and forth, only in this way could he suppress the urge to jump up and roar.

It was the only time he felt that the wind had been so long, and he gripped the wooden bench with his other hand to keep himself from falling again.

He felt a new mark, and he moved his hand slightly to see the letters on the long strip.

Come on!

Yes! The two benches have been silently engraved with letters, but only they know which ones were engraved, and those letters seem to be chaotic, but according to different times, they form new words and new sentences, which is a new silent way of communication invented by all the people who are imprisoned here.

It's even more their way to work together this time to get out of this damn AI prison!

It's finally time to let the wind out.

This time, he didn't wait for the arrow to appear, and rushed in as soon as the wind blew up, and even the T-shaped shock rod stopped at the door, which was not at all like the previous sensitive reaction.

This damn artificial intelligence also seems to be confused?

William had only one thought in his head, and he threw it out of his mind.

His head was still in the corner, his hand hidden in his clothes, and he clutched it tightly, it couldn't have been easier.

That's just a spectacle lens.

That's what he wants.

This spectacle lens is the only way for him to escape!

His mind kept thinking of various strategies, and when he entered the cage, he immediately turned around, looked up, and looked at the sky.

Sunlight was piercing through his door and into the cell, the middle of the artificial building hollowed out, allowing it to shine into the surrounding cells.

William carefully took out the spectacle lens, which had been carefully polished, with a high thickness in the middle and a thin periphery, and it seemed that the person who polished the spectacle seemed to know exactly what he was thinking.

This greatly reduced his time, and he quickly looked up at the completely inconspicuous gap in the corner.

He searched back and forth carefully, and his previous observation had told him that the way the T-shaped stun rod moved, although it seemed flexible, still had a fixed track, and all he needed to do at this time was to use the spotlight to burn off the damn track, but before he could do that, he needed to make sure that there was another thing.

He saw the protrusion in the corner of the wall, he chose the protrusion closest to him, he carefully took out the lens, and the light immediately refracted, penetrating the door, forming a secondary concentrated refraction, he moved, his eyes staring intently at the protrusion.

Time passed unconsciously, and he didn't know how many times he had changed hands in between, he didn't dare to waste time checking the situation of the protrusion, the only thing he could do was to ensure that the gathered sunlight was still on the protrusion.

Finally, he saw the scene he wanted to see, and a wisp of green smoke slowly rose.

William quickly moved out of the way and checked.

The protrusion has been pierced by the focused light into a black hole visible to a human eye, and the wisp of green smoke is coming out of the hole!

It worked!

One step away from success!

He roared loudly, the lens in his hand still shining on the black hole, although the accuracy of this roar was not so high, but it was enough.

Sure enough, the T-shaped stun rod moved in his direction.

He immediately put the lenses away and watched nervously as the stun rod silently moved towards him.

Five meters...

Four meters...

Three meters...

The door opened.

Two meters...

The stun baton reached out to him, and at the same time the electric current was bubbling up, and William heard the sound of the electric current gradually increasing, and William felt as if the artificial intelligence had been deceived because it saw him suddenly come to his senses.

The current bar suddenly tilted and lost its balance.

William immediately rushed over and grabbed the upper end of the electric rod, and with all his strength, he grabbed the electric rod and pulled it against the wall.

At that moment, he didn't know if he had succeeded.

It's been a long time since he's exerted all his strength like this, he panted and looked around, he didn't know if he had succeeded or not, the surrounding cell doors, nothing had changed.

The only change is that the current bar doesn't spark anymore.

Did he fail?

William sat down on the ground disappointed.

"It worked!"

"It's out!"

The sudden sound made him immediately look to the side.

All the cells had been opened, and the detainees came out in disbelief, seeing strange faces, and likewise, they saw William sitting on the ground, and the electric shock baton beside him.

The crowd cheered, and William breathed a sigh of relief.

Joy is short-lived, and the next thing is the most important.

William Smith stood up.