In the alcove base of Area 91, time seems to be frozen, and the people in the base remain in place in various postures.

As the base swept through the space-time portal, an orange-yellow light instantly swept over many human bodies and the instruments in the base. A distorted human phantom suddenly flew out of the bodies of the vast majority of people, as if their souls were forcibly dragged out of their bodies by some kind of force, and slowly dissipated into the air.

In addition to this orange-yellow light in the space-time rift, there were many orange-yellow fragments that condensed like substance, as well as a very small number of orange-yellow polyrhombic crystals. The fragments, large and small, flew aimlessly through the air, being smashed into powder by various objects, and scattered throughout the base. When the powder of the orange-yellow fragments met the human body whose soul had dissipated, it slowly merged into the body of these people.

In addition to the vast majority of human beings whose souls have dissipated, there are still a very small number of people in the entire Area 91 who have not had their souls separated from their bodies, and they have undergone even more bizarre changes. The body parts of these people slowly faded, and the skin, muscles, and bones became crystal clear, and finally turned into a sketch of black lines.

The human body, which has become a sketch, has not stopped changing, and the black lines slowly gather and contract, and finally turn into small black dots. Immediately after that, it was restored from the black dots into a sketch of the human body, and various internal organs, bones, muscles, tendons, and blood and skin began to grow in the black line frame, and finally became a complete human again.

When the alcove base in Area 91 returned to normal, the humans whose souls had dissipated fell to the ground one after another, and the modern electronic instruments swept by the orange-yellow light burst into small sparks, and large and small explosions resounded throughout the Area 91 base.

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At this time, in Qin Lun's cell, the steam restraint device standing quietly in the corner of the wall also flashed tiny electric sparks on various parts.

"Smack!" The steel part of the steam confinement device's right arm fell to the ground, and a fair-skinned arm slowly lifted. The slender palms of the fingers clasped the vapor restraint device on his body, peeling off the steel parts that had lost their magnetic connection one by one.

Soon, a young man with a calm face broke free from the vapor confinement device and appeared in the cell......

Qin Lun lowered his head and swept over the several bodies lying on the ground, his gaze quickly focused on the "death list" that Lin Feng had placed aside, and his slender eyebrows raised slightly. The prisoner took two steps forward and picked up his "death list".

The black-framed "death list" is a thin flat light brain that stores information about prisoners. When a prisoner is sentenced to death by a federal court, the prison guards will take this simple optical brain similar to cardboard and read the death sentence to the cell, so the prisoners jokingly call it the "death list". It means that as soon as this black-framed light brain appears, the prisoner will be on the death list of the Grim Reaper.

The reason why Qin Lun noticed the "death list" was because of the strange scenes he had just "seen".

In the space-time teleportation just now, when the vast majority of people in the 91 area base were still in place, and even their thoughts stopped, there were still a very small number of people whose consciousness remained awake for a while, and Qin Lun was also one of them. After his body was disintegrated by the orange-yellow light, his soul consciousness "saw" the scenes in the cell more clearly.

The stillness of the human body, the decomposition and aggregation of one's own body......

Steam confinement devices and sparks from bulletproof fluorescent lights in cells......

An orange-yellow polyryoshi crystal hits the "death list" and is integrated into this simple light brain......

In fact, the many orange-yellow fragments in space-time teleportation are the fragments of the laws of this world, and the very small number of orange-yellow polyrine crystals are the fragments of the laws of some formulas and laws.

The Sector 91 Niche Base is now located in a world that is unable to accept human life forms on Earth. With the exception of a few special souls, the souls of the vast majority of Earth humans have dissipated, and the bodies they left behind have become "dead things".

The moment the "death list" was touched by Qin Lun, it strangely turned into a black light and melted into his palm.

Qin Lun was slightly stunned, spread out his palm and looked, only to see a small ovoid pattern appear in the palm of his right hand. The pattern is black with orange-yellow spots, and it looks like a strange egg.

Interesting! Qin Lun's eyes flashed with brilliance, he stood up and stretched, focusing his gaze on the few human bodies on the ground. In addition to him, there were Lin Feng and his two bodyguards, as well as two federal soldiers who stood at the door and were in charge of guarding.

Qin Lun squatted down and stretched out two fingers to stick to the neck of a bodyguard, finding that his body was already cold and had no pulse. However, when he checked on Lin Feng, he found that the young master of the family was still breathing, his pulse was also stable, and he was obviously still alive.

Qin Lun tilted his head, turned Lin Feng over, reached into the lining pocket of his suit, took out the dagger in the shape of half scissors, put his thumb into the steel ring at the end of the tail, and held it upside down in his hand.

After getting the blade, Qin Lun didn't leave the cell immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he put the blade of the black dagger against Lin Feng's cheek and slid it gently.

The eyelids of the prince of the family trembled slightly, beads of sweat slowly oozed from his forehead, and he felt that Qin Lun seemed to have signs of increasing his strength, and finally he could no longer pretend to be dead, so he had to open his eyes with a bitter face.

"You...... You are Qin Lun now, and you are still ...... Or Joy Foster? Lin Feng stammered and asked.

"When you wake up, just go out with me, something very strange seems to have happened in the prison." Qin Lun didn't answer Lin Feng's question, but instead showed him a gentle smile.

The warm feeling in his smile made Lin Feng stunned, and his mind was confused, this was the famous murderer known as the "Dissecter"?

After Qin Lun woke up Lin Feng, he didn't pay attention to him anymore, stood up, walked to the door, and picked up their particle light guns from the corpses of the two federal soldiers.

"Click, click!" The particle light gun made a few empty sounds, and it was clear that these modern weapons did not adapt to the physical laws of this world and had lost their function as weapons.

Qin Lun didn't mind, although he didn't know what was going on for the time being, but in the process of space-time teleportation, he had already "seen" these particle light guns burst out with abnormal sparks, and now he just proved his guess.

Pushing away the two corpses blocking the door, Qin Lun inserted the blade of the black dagger into the gap of the cell door, which was already a little twisted and deformed, and pushed open the iron door of the cell with great difficulty.

Under normal circumstances, the magnetic force of the door lock is at least 100,000 Newtons, almost more than 10,000 kilograms, which is not open by human power at all. But now that the magnetic force has failed, the weight of the iron gate alone is not enough to trap an adult.

Qin Lun walked out of the cell and saw the specific situation of his surroundings for the first time.

The cell area here is very large and is an oval-shaped thermocline. In the center is the patio of the cell area, surrounded by upper, middle and lower cells, each floor has about forty cells, and his cell area is on the top floor. The front corridor of the cell is enclosed by a parapet and is about three meters wide.

"Ahh A frightened scream suddenly came from Qin Lun's side.

Qin Lun turned his head, his clear and pure eyes staring curiously at a human standing in the aisle to his right. This man was wearing a prison uniform and was supposed to be a prisoner who had survived. It's just that his body is small and exquisite, and he is half a head shorter than Qin Lun, who is of medium stature.

The prisoner had a slender figure, delicate facial features, and a face as delicate as a woman, and his prison uniform was folded up by him, and a knot was tied on his chest, as if it were a crop top. On the waist, there is another prison uniform, plus tight small prison pants on the lower body, which looks like a short skirt with pantyhose.

Seeing Qin Lun turn his head to look at him, the strangely dressed prisoner let out a frightened scream, turned around and ran, but without running two steps, he mixed garlic under his feet and fell down the aisle with a pop. However, he seemed to be frightened by Qin Lun, and after he fell to the ground, he didn't bother to get up, he kicked his feet, rubbed his butt against the floor, and fell backwards again and again.

"There's still a shemale locked up here!" Lin Feng cautiously poked his head out of the prison door and flatteringly reminded Qin Lun behind him, "It looks like he recognizes your identity!" ”

Shemale? Qin Lun's eyes lit up slightly, he had heard other prisoners say this word in Handan Prison, it seemed to be a very wonderful creature. They seem to be analyzed and introduced in various psychological works such as social psychology and cognitive psychology.

Qin Lun slowly walked towards the demon who had fallen to the ground, his movements made the prisoner more and more frightened, and he almost looked dizzy. However, Qin Lun only walked a few steps before he stopped, looking past the demon on the ground and looking behind him.

In the hallway behind the ladyboy, a burly prisoner was walking out of the cell door. The prisoner was shirtless, with a grim face, a short beard on his chin, and a noticeable depression in his right eyebrow bone, which mixed his otherwise resolute face with a hint of ferocity. The muscles of his upper body are very developed, showing the perfect physique of an inverted triangle~ with a black-winged angel kneeling on his back.

"Disciple Hansen!" Lin Feng exclaimed in a low voice, nervously approaching Qin Lun, as if this would give him a little more security, and without waiting for Qin Lun to speak, he started to introduce him softly.

Hansen was born in Africa, but he was a Caucasian man whose parents were medical volunteers with the African Red Cross who were killed in a bombing. At that time, Hansen was taken away by an African mercenary army and, from the age of eight, became a mercenary scout.

Hansen has been a boy mercenary for ten years, and has been trained by war to be a ruthless killer since he was a child. When the mercenary army was destroyed, Hansen returned to North America, where he quickly became a professional killer with the military skills he had honed during the war. It is said that he called himself a disciple of Satan, and in the process of arresting him, the Federation sacrificed more than twenty special elites.

Another murderer? Qin Lun's eyes rolled, and he suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the guardrail on the walkway, and looked towards the two layers of cell areas below and the central patio.

Seeing the shadows below, more than a dozen prisoners appeared. Qin Lun's eyes lit up, revealing the shy smile that a young man often appears in unfamiliar social situations.

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