As soon as they asked, Zhai Liang and the others were shocked, their eyes intersected, and they both thought: Could it be that there are still their own people who are also Yunxiao Company imprisoned here? Otherwise, how could she have a groove with her own heart.

Of course, the thoughts were not passed on to the stranger.

Zhai Yunxiao hurriedly asked vigilantly: Are you SEI again?

The woman asked, eagerly and desperately, "Do you know Turing?" Mistry? Are you her friends? Are you her friends?

Through the transmission of consciousness with a heart, a woman's face appeared in front of Zhai Yunxiao's eyes, Zhai Yunxiao immediately remembered that this was the female scientist who was sentenced to death for homosexuality at the military parade, but he only knew this information, and did not know her, he didn't want to lie to the other party, and wanted to find out some problems from the other party, so he had to say: Indeed, we have seen her.

The woman cried with excitement: It seems that you are Turing's friends! She was the only one in the country who could make this miniature telepathic sensor, and besides me, she said she had given it to a few of her best friends. She said that as long as the research results were approved by the great commander, they would definitely be pardoned and rescued again. Are you here to save me?

Unfortunately, Turing is dead, and her achievements are likely to be ignored by his leadership and great commanders, and Noah does not believe in your merits, but only in your sins. Zhai Yunxiao thought.

At the same time, he also realized that it turned out that Gordon. Putler is really researching something like a psychic in order to transfer his consciousness to the virtual world and gain eternal life. Joke, in such a country where even speaking and communicating has to be careful, how can it be so possible to apply the heart to everyone? And how to concentrate everyone's consciousness to create a vast virtual world? When you know the consciousness of all the people, won't you lock them up in the Gulag? If you only have technology and don't have a wide range of application groups, it's just like asking for fish from a tree.

Zhai Yunxiao couldn't bear to tell the other party that cruel news, so he just asked: Where are you?

I...... I'm at the bottom, by the lake. The other party's brain was full of despair: I will be eaten soon, and now I am injured, come quickly!

A heart-piercing pain spread to Zhai Yunxiao's consciousness, thinking that the warden Shawshank had said something about watching a good show before, Zhai Liang and the others couldn't help but have a cold war, then the good show is that someone is ready to eat this girl, right?

He said, "Hold on, we'll come to your rescue right away."

With a bang, the elevator finally reached the end after a long journey, the door opened, Zhai Liang and the others suddenly asked A more pungent taste, their throats and eyes suddenly felt like there was a fire burning, their eyes felt so spicy, and tears couldn't help but flow out.

Shawshank is very adaptable to the environment here: to popularize the basic knowledge to you, the place on the ground just now is called the atonement camp, and here, the waste oil mine more than 500 meters underground is the real Gulag.

After speaking, he ordered the jailer to untie all the handcuffs and leg cuffs on the two of them, pulled off the coats on the two of them, and before the two of them could adapt to the environment here, they kicked Zhai Liang and the others one by one, and fell into the pit full of oil stains.

Have fun. Shawshank Pi smiled and said: Maybe you can live until tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or many days, but I promise you will never see each other again...... How so? You will not see the sun or the moon. I wish you all a few more days here, and don't give up on yourself in the first place!

A jailer looked at Liang Yimeng's beautiful fair face and said regretfully: I hope those who ate her will not have genital warts on their faces.

You're full of genital warts! Liang Yimeng roared angrily: Your face is full of leucorrhea, herpes and vitiligo.

Shawshank struck a spirit, felt a stab all over his body, and could no longer say a word, as if fleeing the plague: closing the door, ascending the ladder, leaving, and calling it a day.

Fortunately, the temperature here is quite right, and the two of them don't feel very cold.

The two of them supported each other and gradually stood up, their eyes blinking desperately while tearing, trying to adapt to the dark environment here as soon as possible and familiarize themselves with the surrounding situation.

Only then did Zhai Liang and the others notice that this deep underground was almost dark, and they couldn't tell how big it was or how much volume it was, but with the naked eye, through the dots of light above their heads, they could see the potholes and rocks under their feet, full of pitch-black and sticky black mud. From time to time, there were drops of water on the head, which were the groundwater seeping above the head.

If you want to live a few more days, you have to rely on this groundwater. Zhai Yunxiao never thought that he would have such a miserable experience in his life.

Where are you? We came down. Zhai Yunxiao asked the woman.

I'm here, I'm here, come and save me. The woman seemed to be in great urgency, and from her fearful consciousness, it seemed that she was in great trouble.

The two groped their way forward in the direction of each other's consciousness transmission. Gradually, the eyes also adapted to the dark environment in the pit.

With a slap of pants, Liang Yimeng seemed to have stepped on something, and she looked down to see that it was a person's thigh bone! I can't help but feel creepy, and when I look down again, I can see the bones of various parts of the human body, not one person, but many people! Looking at these bones scattered and arranged, Zhai Yunxiao actually remembered his favorite spicy fried chicken rack, the bones of the chicken rack after gnawing must be a mess, and the bones of these people are the same mess, and none of them are human-shaped. He had a bad idea, there might be some kind of monster living here, it wouldn't be an alien or King Kong, just forget it.

That's what the girl had come across.

But what was very quick to find them was that there were many ragged and angry people lying in the deep pit on what looked like an elephant's nest made of rudimentary wooden rags, and their faces were pale without saying a word, as if they were simply waiting for the time of death to come.

There are men and women among these people, and it is not surprising that many men are not young people, but have passed the age when they should be soldiers on the battlefield, thinking that Moses said before that the Gordon family has to deal with a batch of great merits every certain stage, and these old bacon are likely to have been great merits, or great merits, at this time, they must have been purged by the Gordon family, and they were sent here, and they really had to be dried under the air to become old bacon.