Zuo Dao was sent to Hell Island during the day, but when he officially entered the detention area, it was already night, and for several hours during this time, he and the prisoners who had come to the island with him were held separately, staying in a tightly walled cell, wearing handcuffs and anklets of pure alloy on their hands and feet, and no one paid attention to them, just sitting.

He could feel that this time was essentially waiting for the Hades Divine Mist to actually take effect. By the time he and the inmates were brought out of their cubicles, they were no longer too far apart from the normal people, and the guards in full armor and mecha uniforms could escort them to "disinfect".

The process of sanitizing is simple and quick, similar to jumping into a flush toilet. The prisoners are thrown into a liquid-filled pipe, rushing from one end to the other, and the solution in the pipe can not only achieve "disinfection" in the real sense, but also help the instrument to detect whether the prisoners are hiding something in the body, the kind of wire hidden under the epidermis to pretend to be blood vessels, the corrosive liquid into the container and swallowed into the stomach, or simply the microrobot hidden in the body, in short, whether it is organic or inorganic, in the process of disinfection, will be detected.

After the disinfection, the prisoners are also "clean", and if there is anything unclean, they help him clean it. Except for transforming people, it is basically impossible for others to carry anything on their bodies when they reach this step. As for those reformed people who are unfortunately sent here, their lives are more miserable, and when they enter the tidal prison, they will generally help you unload the reformed part and become a disabled person, and if you encounter a high proportion of reformed people who cannot remove the mechanical part, they will be sent to a special detention area.

There is no free time in the special detention area, two meals a day are delivered to the door of the cell, the food is better than that of the prison guards, there is no need to take regular baths, there is a bathroom in each cell, you don't have to wash your own clothes, and someone will regularly bring clean prison clothes to rotate your dirty clothes.

Sounds comfortable? Yes, so there's a conspiracy behind this good thing.

There are only two kinds of people in the special detention area, and 90 percent of them belong to the first category - gladiators.

Each month, the inmates had to engage in a one-on-one fight to the death, with the warden deciding on the exact combination, and in most cases, just randomly.

The winner of each group of duels wins the next month's life, and the loser, of course, dies.

The whole process of the fight will be live-streamed, which is the ultimate competition that can only be appreciated by the nobles of the palace exclusive to Tiandu, and there is naturally a huge gambling business going on behind the scenes, but in this kind of competition, it is impossible for players to cheat.

That's the first 90 percent of the people in the special detention zone, half of them disappear every month, but the next month, more people are sent in for various reasons. In addition to reforming people, there are also some prisoners who can still pose an obvious threat to other prisoners with some skills or talents even if they live in the fog, and these people are the first choice for special detention areas.

As for the second type of people in the special detention area, the number is very small, and they do not have to participate in the fight to enjoy special treatment. These people are too valuable, but they can't be used by the empire, what they can do, or the thoughts in their minds, are absolutely not allowed to appear in the outside world, the empire will definitely not let them go, but they have to keep their lives useful, so keep it like this.

Having said a lot, let's look back at Zuo Dao's experience, after the disinfection, he was put on a bracelet engraved with his name on his wrist, this kind of shock wheel is the core prop of the prisoners in the Tidal Prison, you can find a hundred patterns to trigger it, what touches the prison guard, leaves the specified area, and tries to remove it, anyway, the most difficult thing to find is the way to do evil without triggering the shock wheel.

After Zuo Dao and other new prisoners were put on the shock wheel, the prison guards breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, at this moment, the combat ability of this group of dangerous elements was basically equal to that of ordinary people, and the shock wheel was worn. So, they removed their net alloy handcuffs and anklets, replaced them with ordinary shackles, locked them together, lined them up, and sent them to the detention area.

After that, Zuo Dao heard Jefferson's terrifying remarks, and he was really scared in his heart, but since he had already boarded the thief ship against the Cross, he still had to do what he had to do.

When I entered the detention area, the lights were out, and the prisoners were in their cells, which were all dark and unlit, except for the corridors outside the cells.

The area is seven stories high and has an empty patio in the middle. Zuo Dao's shackles were separated from the other prisoners, he was the first to leave the team, and was sent to the highest floor, the prison guard communicated with his colleagues in the monitoring room remotely, opened the door of a cell, untied Zuo Dao's handcuffs and shackles, and threw Zuo Dao in with a half-push and half-kick.

"A word of advice, when the lights out are over, keep your mouth shut. The guard left with that.

The iron bars of the cell door were closed, and Zuo Dao groped his way through the dark cell to find a bed with the help of the light source outside. The so-called bed is a stone-like thing, one meter higher than the ground, twice as wide as a person, two meters and a half in length, no sheets, no pillows, the only difference between sleeping on it and sleeping on the ground is that the horizontal height is different.

Maybe it's better than nothing. Zuo Dao thought to himself, lying down, lying on his side, with his head resting on his arm. The electric shock diaphragm on the wrist should be quite uncomfortable, and I'm afraid this can only be slowly used to it.

About half an hour passed, his drowsiness was still not very strong, according to his own words, he had always been "waiting for the day", in a strange environment, he could fall asleep as soon as he closed his eyes, in Zuo Dao's opinion, he was someone who didn't even know how to die.

When he came in just now, Zuo Dao felt it, in the pitch-black cells, there were at least dozens of eyes looking at him, and he didn't know how he could come to this conclusion, anyway, he had the feeling of being spied on.

At this moment, I listened attentively and found that the detention area was really terrifyingly quiet, on every floor, there were night guards standing at the end of the corridor, except for them making some noises from time to time, and in every dark cell, lying as if they were dead.

Up and down, so many old men, I didn't even hear the sound of snoring, is it ...... Everybody is just like themselves, listening to the movement with their eyes open? Everyone here is waiting for a while? Crazy?

The prison guard's advice made Zuo Dao mutter, why do you have to keep your mouth shut after the lights-out time?

According to this line of thought, Zuo Dao feels that there is some truth, in this kind of place, when you are so quiet in the middle of the night, if you lie in the cell and sing a song or something, according to the structure of the building outside, the sound that comes out is almost the same as a singing, and as soon as the wind is released the next day, you will definitely be anally killed by all the inmates before you can stop.

Thinking so crankily, Zuo Dao's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he fell asleep unconsciously.

When he woke up, he was startled and looked out of the cell door, it was business as usual, and he couldn't deduce how long he had been asleep, maybe five minutes, maybe five hours. In this prison under the sea, the distinction between day and night is completely changed by the lights outside, and the concept of time and space is completely blurred.

As he was contemplating whether to close his eyes and go to sleep, or continue to watch, the lights outside changed, and on the ceiling directly above the patio, a white light lit up, which was the signal of eight o'clock in the morning in the tidal prison.

Zuo Dao didn't know this, but he also estimated in his heart that this was the meaning of the outside world, and he sat up straight, completely unaware of what would happen on the first day of his prison career. It's the first time he's squatting in prison, and he really didn't expect his virgin to squat in the Tidal Prison on Hell Island, which can be regarded as directly entering the pinnacle-level palace.

According to Zuo Dao's imagination in advance, when he stepped out of this single room, there was a disorderly area full of problems such as turmoil, violence, gangs, and racial discrimination, and he had to pretend to be tough to survive. And he also shouldered the first task after taking the thief ship of the Reverse Cross, and he had to contact the blood lord within a month at the latest, otherwise the consequences would be unpredictable.

As the minutes ticked by, his tense nerves slowly relaxed again, for nothing had happened. It wasn't until ten o'clock in the morning that the cell door opened on its own, and the iron fence moved so frightened that he almost fell out of bed.

Soon, other prisoners passed by the door of Zuo Dao's cell one after another, and as they passed by, they couldn't help but glance at Zuo Dao, thinking to themselves: "It's a new guy again, and I have a good show in the cafeteria at noon." ”

Zuo Dao and the others were gone, so they sneakily poked their heads out of the prison, looked left and right, and then walked out of the cell, stood in the corridor and looked down, the prisoners on the seventh floor were all gone, and gathered in the courtyard on the ground floor.

"Hey!you!" a prison guard walked over: "What were you doing in your cell just now?"

Zuo Dao raised his hands in surrender: "No, no! I'm just...... Well...... I didn't wake up, and lay down for a while. ”

The prison guard glanced at him and knew that he was new here, so he didn't take it seriously: "Go down and take the roll call, hurry up." ”

"Yes, yes, sir!" said Zuo Dao nodded and bowed down the stairs.

The prisoners gathered in the patio were not as orderly as Zuo Dao imagined, they did not wait in line for the roll call, but just stood casually, and a very small number of prisoners only gathered in twos and threes to talk.

After Zuo Dao came down, he picked a corner and stood, and the people around him did not pay attention to him, and most of them themselves also found a place to stand alone and remained silent. After a while, Zuo Dao saw a prison guard leader with a mecha uniform that was not the same color as ordinary prison guards, walked to the corridor on the second floor, and shouted to the prisoners below: "Named people, go directly to the door over there, you change the detention area today." ”

Then, the head of the prison guard reported the names of about 20 people, among whom there was no Zuo Dao's name.

"If you want to go to work in the laundry, go to the door on the other side, and the others will dissolve. With that, he walked away.

Zuo Dao noticed that about a dozen people walked towards the door pointed by the head of the prison guard, he thought about it, and followed, anyway, there was no blood lord found in the crowd, and it was a waste of time to stay here, so it was better to try his luck in the laundry room, even if he didn't find it, he felt that he could get some benefits from participating in labor, such as a pillow, or a few more shredded meat in the meal? Who knows, at least it won't be in vain.

"Hey...... Look, the new guy went to the laundry......"

"Huh...... There's a good show to watch now, and many of the fish roll their eyes the next morning after swimming in. ”

The two prisoners whispered in the distance, and in their eyes, Zuo Dao, a newcomer, took the initiative to run to the tragedy by himself.