Return countdown 47:59:57.

Return countdown 47:59:56.

Crossed over?

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

Thinking of this, Qingchen breathed a sigh of relief, it was a good thing to be able to go back.

Although there may not be anyone over there who thinks about him, his mother has a new life, and he doesn't care about him, and his father ...... It should be in a detention center.

So I shouldn't care about him.

But even so, he wanted to go back and see.

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

The moment the world was put back together, Qingchen saw the prison uniform on his body, and he instantly understood his situation.

He was in a gray, dark cell, with a completely enclosed wall, except for a high-tech alloy gate.

The cells were single rooms with only one bed covered with a thin layer of sheets.

There is also a shelf next to it, which is empty except for quilts, toothbrushes, and towels.

The walls of the cell were gray, but what Qingchen couldn't understand was that the gray walls were clearly emitting a metallic luster under the faint light outside.

Metal walls?

Qingchen sat up and stroked the wall in a daze, where would such a cost-free building material be used?

Obviously, this was not the world he once knew.

He quickly looked down at his palm, the boning knife in his hand was gone, but the fingerprints on this palm were exactly the same as he used to be, and even the pores on his hand were not bad.

This is his own body.

Qingchen sat on the bed with his knees crossed, he looked at the heavy alloy door, not knowing what he was thinking.

Slowly, the outside of the door began to be noisy, and there was the sound of someone banging the alloy cell door next door.

Qingchen slowly walked to the door, trying to listen to what was being yelled outside against the door, but before he could hear it clearly, the alloy door made a clear pneumatic transmission sound, and the door opened.

He looked out the door, and there was a circular hallway.

The square prison fortress has seven floors, each with a dense array of cells.

Inside the newly opened alloy doors were dimly lit cells, like beasts locked up.

Qingchen stood in the door, as if he only needed to take this step, he would go to an unknowable life.

In the vast prison, a radio suddenly sounded from nowhere, and inside was a nice female voice: "At seven o'clock in the morning, breakfast time, please all the inmates line up in turn and go to the cafeteria to eat." ”

The voice echoed in the prison fortress, and Qingchen still looked at the threshold in front of him.

It seemed that as soon as he stepped out, everything was different.

In fact, he felt that he had been different since a certain moment.

Since when?

Presumably...... When he thought that he only had the last two and a half hours left in his life, he went to do what he wanted to do the most but did not dare to do before.

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

He stepped out of the cell.

But the next moment he was stunned again.

I saw that in the corridor outside, which was not spacious, there was a prisoner standing in front of the door of each cell: an old man leaned over to look at him, only to see that in the opponent's right eye socket, there was actually a mechanical eye glowing with red faint light, and the opponent's entire right eye socket was a mechanical structure, and the metal part extended to the right temple.

The mechanical eye does not look delicate, and is even a little rough, and the mechanical eye is constantly changing the focal length.

It seems that the other party is analyzing the details of his body.

It's like he uses his memory to parse others.

A burly middle-aged prisoner, his right arm was completely composed of machinery, the other party moved his fingers, and Qingchen could still hear the metal sound of the mechanical parts turning when the other party's palm opened and closed.

The thick metal arms, like knotted steel muscles, were tough and violent.

Half of the people in this entire prison fortress have mechanical limbs.

Mechanical civilization?

These four words popped up in Qingchen's mind.

Before he could continue to think, he saw the burly prisoner in the next cell smiling at him: "Hey, newcomer, don't eat too much for breakfast, otherwise it will be ugly when you vomit." ”

As soon as the words fell, there were many people's laughter in the corridor: "I heard that there were twelve new people last night, and we can be entertained today." ”

"This kid doesn't have any mechanical limbs on him, and it doesn't seem to matter if he's outside. ”

When he heard the word "new", Qingchen was stunned, he thought that the other party knew that he had just crossed over from the earth.

But soon he reacted, this "newcomer" should mean that he had just entered prison, and the other party should not know his identity as an earthling.

And Qingchen frowned and thought about it, the other party's so-called entertainment would probably be a disaster for him.

He restrained the restlessness and fear in his heart, an ordinary sophomore in the face of sudden and ferocious changes, the only thing Qingchen could do was to force himself not to show anything unusual first.

Suddenly, a teenager in the corridor on the fourth floor on the opposite side became crazy: "What kind of place is this? I want to go home! I don't want to stay in this kind of ghost place, who are you!? I'm Huang Jixian, and my dad is the chairman of the Los Angeles Wynn Group, stay away from me!"

As he spoke, the boy ran wildly down the corridor.

The others didn't move, they stood there as if they were watching the excitement, still in line.

Some people wondered, "Where is L.A."

Suddenly, Qingchen heard a beep overhead, and when he looked up, he was surprised to find that on the high and deep ceiling, four drones like water droplets broke away from the wall and began to fall downward.

Qingchen's gaze stayed on the ceiling, where there were neatly "embedded" eighteen Gatling-like metal storm turrets hanging upside down.

As the panicked boy ran, nine of the metal storms were also spinning!

"Please stop moving," a female voice came from the drone: "Warning again, please stop moving." ”

Immediately afterward, the radio voice sounded in the prison fortress: "All inmates are requested to stand by." ”

In just over ten seconds, four drones blocked the boy in a certain part of the hallway, each with a gun pointed at him directly underneath.

At the same time, a gate opened under the prison fortress, and nine robots holding cold black guns were entering the field at full speed.

The young man sat down in fear, while Qingchen stared at all this coldly.

The other party's behavior was a bit excessive, but it helped Qingchen learn a lot of information.

Machine guns, drones, robots, mechanical limbs, countless pieces of information all converged into his mind at once.

But what surprised Qingchen the most was actually ...... He suddenly realized that he was not the only one who had come here from Earth.

Not the first, and probably not the last.