A cramped prison cell with moisture gushing up. In the middle of the damp and dark space, a man in prison uniform sits alone on an iron bed, with long narrow eyelashes and slightly closed eyes, but his expression is calm.

His name is Lin Ze, and he is not a good person.

This may be the last few hours of Lin Ze's entire life, the time is 6:13 in the morning, the outside world may be dim, but the interior of the room is still dark. In the solidified space, from time to time there is a "ticking" sound of dripping water from the valve, like the sound made after cutting the blood vessels of the wrist, which is not frequent, not noisy, but extremely terrifying.

Fifteen days ago, this male citizen named Lin Ze was sentenced to death for intentional homicide, and the moment the court pronounced the verdict, the young man, who was less than 25 years old, was full of panic on his face, and his limbs trembled so much that he almost collapsed on top of the courtroom. But now, fifteen days later, this man who is about to be executed by lethal injection is firmly like a stubborn stone, like an old monk who has seen through the world, showing a coldness that is not afraid of life and death.

Perhaps, the dying person not only mourns with his words, but also dies with his heart.

However, this dying man does not seem to have much awareness of dying.

"Lin Ze, you don't deserve to die, I will save you. ”

Just a few hours ago, a dark voice said something to him, and suddenly his dead heart came alive again. Whether it is auditory hallucinations or reality, even if it is just a psychological suggestion, it makes this dying person's consciousness pregnant with a trace of luck.

"Prisoner 1537. ”

The prison guard's deep voice broke into Lin Ze's ears strongly, and a square in the center of the iron gate that was only large enough to stretch out his hands was opened, and an abrupt white light shone on Lin Ze's face, but he didn't open his eyes, nor did he make any extra movements, just frowned slightly.

"Prisoner 1537!"

The prison guard's voice was even harder than before, and he could feel that he was very dissatisfied with Lin Ze's sluggishness. Prison is a place where rules are spoken, and disobeying the orders of the prison guards is tantamount to aggravating one's own guilt, but Lin Ze is different, he is already a death row prisoner, what other crimes can be attached?

Lin Ze slowly opened his eyes and stood up, the breath of twilight flowed all over his body, and was quickly swallowed by the air around him. He approached the iron door, turned his back, and stretched his hands out of the square. A pair of handcuffs quickly strangled his wrists, and Lin Ze only felt that this iron object, which should not have much weight, strangled himself to the point of suffocation.

After completing these routines, the iron door finally opened, and Lin Ze was completely exposed to the white light, although it was only the light emitted by the white weaving lamp, but in this dark environment, even the light of a candle was enough to scorch. He only felt that his eyes were stabbed a little, but his locked hands could no longer shield him from this insignificant injury.

The two prison guards stood in front of Lin Ze like stone statues, there was no trace of pity for the dying man in their eyes, maybe for them, Lin Ze, the dying man, was actually a dying person.

"How long do I have?"

The indifferent inquiry failed to reach the ears of the prison guards effectively, as if Lin Ze was already a dead man now, and there was no need to answer the question of a dead man.

The prison guard grabbed Lin Ze's arm left and right, and walked towards the end of the corridor, Lin Ze suddenly felt a little tired, and dragged his feet forward step by step, towards the end of his life. The hallway was so quiet that no one else had woken up yet, except for the sound of the prison guards' military hooks stomping on the ground. But gradually, Lin Ze seemed to only be able to hear his own breathing, lonely and small, and gradually decreasing.

Could it be that the sound of the dark is really just an illusion, so real and so unreal. Now every half meter he walks out, he is one step closer to death, if Lin Ze doesn't deserve to die, now, there should be some miracles.

However, nothing happened until Lin Ze was sent to the execution chamber.

This is fate, maybe it's time to accept fate, Lin Ze's dry eyes suddenly turned dark gray, and he lost his vitality in an instant.

The execution chamber was a little empty, and the display was unusually simple, or rather simple: a monitoring instrument, a chaise longue full of wires connected to the instrument, an iron cart with several bottles of liquid medicine and a few slightly thicker syringes placed in an orderly manner, a large glass window that could not be seen from the opposite side, and two men in white coats and white masks.

No one spoke, and the prison guard skillfully fixed Lin Ze on the recliner, and Lin Ze's wrists, which were finally unhandcuffed, were firmly tied to the armrests of the recliner. After confirming that everything was correct, the prison guards left the execution chamber on their own, leaving only three people in the room.

And three, is not a good number.

The instrument and the recliner were obviously not for Lin Ze to examine his body, and a condemned prisoner, could he still be worried about health problems? He faintly felt that the recliner under him was the place where his life ended, and the two "angels in white" in front of him were the executioners who sent him on the road, and everything in this room was the whole world he could see before he passed away.

Lin Ze looked around, looking at the white walls, white instruments, and white "angels", his expression was already in a trance.

Isn't it nothingness? Isn't it a good choice to come out of nothingness and then leave nothingness? But whose choice is this? Who has given him the opportunity to choose?

"I didn't kill anyone! I want to see a lawyer! I want to see a judge! I didn't kill anyone!"

Lin Ze suddenly shuddered, screaming hoarsely at the executioner, even if he was fixed to the recliner, he still struggled to make a lot of bumps.

However, all these struggles were in vain.

An executioner approached Lin Ze with a syringe full of medicine, without even making eye contact.

At this moment, Lin Ze was scared.

Perhaps in the face of real death, no one will not be afraid. What is death? emptiness, nothingness, dissolution, nothingness, a one-time erasure of the evidence of a person's existence, the most cruel severance between a person and the whole world.

So, there is no one who will not be afraid.

It's just that Lin Ze's reactions seemed to be very common in the eyes of the executioners, and they looked at each other and smiled, or rather, looked at each other contemptuously, and then shook their heads in unison, with a calm expression.

"Prisoner 1537, Lin Ze, male, guilty of intentional homicide, is now executed by lethal injection. ”

This unadorned proclamation, the tone blurted out was extremely ordinary, like a routine, but when this proclamation really came into Lin Ze's ears, it seemed that every word was powerful and hit his heart hard. Fear is followed by fear, fear flooded Lin Ze's mind like a tide, all the calmness, composure, indifference and even contempt before, for him at this moment, it was all a fake, as if he had been deceived by his own brain. And those fears that he thought he would not appear 100% were now writhing like maggots on tarsal bones, gnawing at his fragile sanity.

The needle full of toxins was getting closer and closer to Lin Ze's arm, and he seemed to have lost the motivation to struggle. What life does not deserve to die, who will come to save him, how can a condemned prisoner who has no ability to resist escape? Lin Ze frowned, breathed rapidly, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, ready to meet his death in the last restraint.

Desperate, desperate.

One minute...... Two minutes...... Five minutes...... The room was unusually quiet, and even the sound of hair falling to the ground seemed to be audible. But the thin needle did not penetrate the artery in Lin Ze's arm for a long time.

A long time has passed, and I don't know how long I have been waiting, I thought that this kind of near-death waiting was the most scorching, but time gradually turned Lin Ze's fear into confusion, and even, there was a little bit of boredom.

Not dead yet?

Just when this strange question first appeared in Lin Ze's heart, a somewhat familiar voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"I told you you didn't deserve to die. ”

The voice was stiff and old, coming abruptly and closely. It was a voice that Lin Ze had heard before, yes, it was the same voice that made him almost believe that he didn't deserve to die. It is precisely this kind of abruptness and bluntness that makes the dying Lin Zesheng feel inexplicably excited. Lin Ze instantly opened his eyes and swept around, and the two executioners actually retreated to the side, both of them did not move at all as if they were petrified, just staring blankly into the distance.

"Are you really here to save me?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is who you are. ”

"As long as you live, anyone can !!"

The urgent desire to survive made every word Lin Ze shout extremely exhausted, and the mysterious voice only let out a sneer, as if this was the answer he had been waiting for.

This smile made Lin Ze creepy again.

Lin Ze tried to catch the source of this sound with his eyes, and couldn't help but look at the glass window that he couldn't see the opposite, but he could only see a vague self, and he looked at the monitor in the corner of the ceiling, and the flashing red light had been extinguished. The executioner in the room remained motionless, breathing evenly in his nose, but the gray in his eyes was hairy.

Another fear suddenly surged into Lin Ze's heart.

“...... Can you control these people?...... Are you human?"

The tentative question was not answered, and the silence in the room was as if everyone had died, gradually pulling Lin Ze out of the joy of regaining his life just now, and in the blink of an eye, he was overwhelmed by a new round of fear. All this is so unreasonable, it's just that he was in a hurry to survive, and he ignored these obvious clues for a while, and now that he thinks about it, it is more terrifying than death.

"Get out alive. ”

Before Lin Ze could discern the deep meaning of the mysterious man's words, the executioner, who had not moved for a few minutes, suddenly moved at the same time, which frightened Lin Ze for a while. One walked over to untie Lin Ze, while the other slowly walked to the door, entered the password one by one, and opened the closed door of the execution chamber. When they had done their work, they stood by the door. A few simple behaviors seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but the dull gray in those eyes clearly reminded Lin Ze that they might not be alive.

Lin Ze, who was untied, rolled over and stood up, and the sense of self-preservation drove him to take a few steps back, but his curiosity made him unwilling to be still, so he stepped forward and gently poked the executioner's face, and after making sure that they did not react, a thumping heart eased a little.

No matter where that mysterious voice came from and who it belonged to, at least he made it clear that he wanted Lin Ze to live. And the existence that can freely manipulate human consciousness is probably only ......

“..... Are you a god?"

"And when I was. ”

Before the words fell, Lin Ze suddenly felt an invisible push on his back, which directly pushed him out of the door of life and death, and his legs were no longer under his control, and he involuntarily ran along the passage.

Then, something strange happened. On the way to escape, everyone Lin Ze met avoided him very naturally, and there were people at every fork in the road in an uncertain direction to show him the way. However, these people have one thing in common: their pupils are gray, hollow, and they seem to be wandering outside the world, and they seem to be mentally dead.

Lin Ze ran with all his might, and every step he took seemed to be one step closer to "life", and the mysterious person, or the mysterious voice, seemed to move with Lin Ze.

If this is not a "miracle", what could it be?

Lin Ze turned a corner and pushed open the iron door in front of him with all his might, and suddenly, the intense sunlight and a huge roar rushed into his sensory organs at the same time, and bombarded his nervous system over and over again. Especially the dazzling sunlight, which made him unable to open his eyes at all.

After a few seconds of adapting to the environment, Lin Ze finally saw everything in front of him, and what appeared in front of him was the sky and the sea! This prison was actually a giant ship floating in the sea!

The sea and sky are the same color in all directions, the blue is infected with a little red and purple, and the sea surface is calm and boundless, like a mirror. The giant ship moved forward slowly, but it was not the usual white wheel, but the color of dark iron with scratches all over the body, and the strong nail synapses at the steel seams could be seen everywhere, as if it had gone through a hundred battles.

For a moment, Lin Ze was stunned.

"Run!"

Different from the previous calm and detached, the order issued by the mysterious man seemed to be very urgent, which made Lin Ze feel bad, and almost without thinking, he threw off his legs and ran towards the height of the giant ship. He knew that freedom might be at hand, and he knew that he couldn't do anything but run now.

But the heavens can't grant people's wishes, and just when Lin Ze ran not far away, a speeding bullet grazed his scalp. The frightened Lin Ze hunched his head and almost fell to the ground, turning back suddenly, only to see a team of armed special police officers rushing towards him at full speed, and the muzzle of the machine gun in his hand kept firing bullets!

The situation took a turn for the worse, and before Lin Ze could react, more than a dozen bullets were already coming towards his face, and he couldn't even close his eyes and wait for death on the spot, so he could only stare at death again with his frightened eyes. At this moment of life and death, an imperceptible air flow suddenly enveloped the entire giant ship, and Lin Ze watched as more than a dozen bullets suddenly slowed down in front of him. At the same time, the cold SWAT officers not far away also walked slowly as if they had been cursed.

The air flow seemed to block the pace of time, but Lin Ze's actions were still as usual. Lin Ze's mouth opened wide in surprise, stretched out his finger and touched a bullet, and the bullet meekly turned in other directions. Suddenly, the surrounding sea and sky changed color, and the previous blue and red and purple were instantly retracted and gorgeous, and the steel giant ship let out a dull roar in this sudden haze.

Lin Ze was shocked back to his senses by this roar, this is running for his life! Thinking of this, he once again opened his legs and ran towards the height of the giant wheel, which was the only direction he could sprint. It wasn't until Lin Ze fled to the edge of the peak of the giant ship that he suddenly realized that there was no way to escape, and the armed special police officers behind him had gradually broken through the shackles of the air current, and a few rays of light flashed out of everyone's body like electricity, making a sound of "Zizi".

"Jump!"

Hearing the mysterious man's urgent but firm order, Lin Ze couldn't help but look at the bottomless sea under his feet, the depth and emptiness seemed to be transmitting the call of death to him. And the SWAT officers who are rapidly approaching behind him are also the most loyal servants of the Grim Reaper.

"Aren't you a god, there's no other way?!"

Lin Ze questioned the mysterious man with a broken cry. However, he was not prepared to wait for any reply, because death was only a few dozen steps away from him, and there might still be a glimmer of life compared to being beaten into a sieve by dozens of bullets and jumping into the sea! Lin Ze held his breath fiercely, and there was finally a trace of certainty in his eyes, he flew over the fence one by one, opened his arms with the determination of his life, closed his eyes, and threw himself into the blue abyss under his feet.

God's power is also limited. ”

"Huh?!"

Hearing this belated reply, Lin Ze instantly opened his eyes. Everything became unknown, and his body was falling in the air at a rapid pace, and there was no turning back. His expression was mixed with complicated incomprehension and trepidation, and there was a hint of embarrassment that he had been deceived. Immediately after, a disorderly wave appeared on the calm sea, and Lin Ze disappeared into the waves.

Time has completely returned to normal, and there is no longer Lin Ze in this impregnable giant ship prison. The SWAT officers stood in a row on the edge of the giant ship, still not giving up searching for the escaped death row inmate in the sea, but apparently to nothing. A man who resembles a commander made sure what was going on, and reported to the headset with a blank face.

At the same time, in another space, in the post-electronic era decoration style office area, employees come and go very busy, and the holographic projection of the roof projects a dazzling logo pattern in the center of the office area, which looks closely like the reincarnation disk of Buddhism.

An employee with a work badge on his chest was staring at a computer screen in fear, and the next second, he flew to a private office and rushed in without even having time to knock on the door. The furnishings in the office are very simple, a man sits in the boss's chair, but facing the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, only the thin outline of his back can be seen.

After listening to the employee's emergency report, the man still didn't turn around, but just let out an inexplicable sigh:

"He's still alive. ”