These words scared Gu Chuan enough.

He suddenly closed his mouth, and his heart sank.

But his mind soon diverged again.

If he were killed now, would he still have a chance to keep his memories alive? For example, the quantum immortality ...... quantum mechanics in case of indecision? Among the messy studies he had read in his previous life, there was a thought experiment called quantum suicide. This is quantum mechanics under the interpretation of many worlds, which believes that there is always a surviving world line among countless world lines. Therefore, people who are facing life and death will inevitably encounter a situation where they can live (or rather, the world line).

According to the principle of anthropic, only the living world line is meaningful, and the dead world line does not perceive anything. And to use a little metaphysics, for example...... What is perceived is what exists.

Then, consciousness will exist forever in the perception of the self.

To be honest, Gu Chuan felt that his reincarnation with his memories might really involve or even prove some extreme scientific truth that he could not understand or imagine.

"Perhaps, I'm a quantum immortal?"

He thinks that way occasionally.

But to make him face death again, he doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to gamble.

And if he is executed as an economic prisoner by Sunset City, it is definitely not a question of whether he gambles or not, he will definitely be doomed.

Fortunately, after a long period of gossiping conversations, Gu Chuan learned that the death mentioned by the toeless man was not the meaning of death as he understood it.

Not dead, but gone.

"It's meant to go out." The toeless man nodded, pointed to the road outside the prison, and said, "It means to disappear into that place." ”

Gu Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, he always felt that he was still guilty of not death, and he should have been locked up for a while, waiting for the fate and treatment.

It's just that he said very puzzledly:

"But going out may not be beheaded, but it may also be released after completing the sentence and getting free......

The toeless man could no longer understand the meaning and difference between freedom, beheading, and death.

"There's a big difference." Gu Chuan sighed, he considered the words, and began to think about how to explain this set of concepts to the toeless person, "You can climb from here to there, and we will agree that this is your freedom now." ”

Toeless people don't understand well.

"Then, let's say that tying you to a corner, making the chains of the leg cuffs shorter, and you can't touch the bars, that's when you lose a little bit of freedom...... Do you feel bad? ”

Before Gu Chuan could finish speaking, he saw the toeless man walking towards the wall where the leg cuffs were attached. The toeless man stuck to the wall, stretched out his hand again, and tried to touch the bar, but he couldn't touch it, so he understood a little. The toeless man nodded earnestly.

"That's what happened! Suppose you were to be beheaded, your limbs would be immobile, your head would not be able to move, well, even if you turn your head! ”

Gu Chuan said that the toeless man seriously put down his limbs, and he was still turning his head, but when he heard Gu Chuan say that he couldn't turn around, his head didn't move.

"Then you won't be able to open your eyes."

He closed his eyes, and everything in the dim light was no longer visible. Gu Chuan saw the dim light illuminating his aging face, and continued:

"I can't hear anything."

He shook his body, he didn't know how not to listen to the sound, the noisy and terrible whispers around him, the sound of water, the sound of dripping water, and Gu Chuan's voice were all there, all the time.

"Then, this state should be maintained forever, forever, for a long time, and it will not change!"

The toeless man stiffened, then opened his eyes suddenly, frowned, and said in a loud voice:

"It's horrible! It's a terrible thing, I have something terrible...... Friend, me! I'm scared! Execution! ”

He was inexplicably happy, making Gu Chuan's head hurt.

"This is the death that the execution represents, and it is not the same as the death that goes out. Death to go out may also be freedom...... It's the meaning that you can get out of the cage. ”

He began to twist his tongue again.

"You can go many, many other places."

"Somewhere Else......"

The toeless man nodded incomprehensibly. He wanted to ask something, but Gu Chuan asked again:

"Whoever says that to you is dead. And how did he tell you about it? ”

Gu Chuan repeated the rhetoric many times, and the toeless realized what Gu Chuan meant, and fell into a memory in a daze:

"It's Big Mommy...... She told me that death means going out, meaning never coming back......"

Gu Chuan nodded, signaling that he understood.

And his positioning of the toeless man is getting closer and closer to being born in prison.

The Toeless Man may have been locked up here for decades, and his life here has become a matter of course, and he was born so ordinary.

There is such a time coordinate as a toeless person for decades, Gu Chuan asked:

"Normally, when the jailer would let people in and take people out. Well, I mean how many times have you seen people come in, or the sound of people coming in. ”

The Toeless Man Says:

"I can't remember."

Where can he count the times!

"Before me, anyone? How was he and what happened next? ”

"Yes. He looks about the same as you...... All...... All had nails and died quickly...... Pulled out. ”

That's all for the information we got from the toeless man.

There seemed to be few cells around him and the toeless man that were in use. This is probably already the extreme depths of the dungeon. The cells in the distance were closer to the exit, where there were locked men, but none of them seemed to speak.

Gu Chuan plucked up his courage and shouted several more times, wanting to communicate with them, but he couldn't, only a few pairs of eyes looked back at him, but there was no sound.

According to the Toeless Man, the jailer screams when he enters and exits.

But there was neither the shouting of the jailers nor the sound of the prisoners.

In this deep silence, except for the toeless man, Gu Chuan didn't have anyone else to communicate with. Because of this, the Toe Man seems to be particularly willing to communicate with him.

At the beginning of anything, nothing is hard to accept. You may even find that life has become easier. He doesn't have to do anything for the time being, and he doesn't have to think about the things of Sichuan Bank and Yaoshi Bank, fundraising, deposit absorption and loans.

"I should be visiting ...... prison soon"

With the current financial resources of the Sichuan Water Bank, even if it is sanctioned, it will not be difficult to get through a few citizen jailers and prison wardens.

It's just that when he fell asleep and woke up, and no one cared about him, and there was really no other channel of communication except for the toeless person, he began to feel a terrible torment, and more and more thoughts of all kinds were born.

Once again, he could not bear the horror of hunger and began to eat. Gu Chuan began to realize that there really wasn't any prison meal...... This is no ordinary prison.

"What time is it?"

He didn't know.

"What will happen to me?"

He didn't know.

"What will become of me?"

He didn't know either.

"Would a normal prison be like this?"

He knew the answer.

He grabbed the moss and muttered to himself:

"It's not. This could be a dungeon, not on the ground. ”

Drops of water are dripping from nowhere, and the roof of the prison has long since formed a stalactite-like structure. The dim light, like the sunset over the river, is forever and never changing. No jailer had ever entered, nor had he checked it, and when he asked the toeless, he said no. It seems that the ruler of Sunset City is not afraid of anything that the people in this prison will do.

He began to lose his patience for small talk with toeless people, and on the other hand, he developed more patience.

"Where the hell is this? What kind of prisoners does Sunset City use here ......? Am I already counted as such a prisoner? I'm afraid it's a very old age......"

Assuming that the toeless man was indeed born, raised, and aged here, then at least it was much longer than Gu Chuan's mother's age.

In fact, Gu Chuan guessed that there might have been hundreds of years here...... From the fourth, or even the third...... It even has a history as long as Sunset City.

He used the light to see where the walls had begun to crumble, where the walls had collapsed, where there was dirt, where the surface had been smoothed out of the stone floor, and where it was evident that the bricks of the walkway had been laid later.

Sunset City was at the height of the Third Dusk War, when the Roundtower family's architectural monopoly was decided.

This is something that is clearly documented in the craft section of the encyclopedia.

"A fragile and perishable slate like this can't be a product of the Third Twilight War." Gu Chuan walked around his cramped cell, staring at the corridor by the dim light, "If it was paved later, it is not the same era as the stone slab under my feet...... That's even further apart. ”

The slate was not paved, and part of the bare soil was exposed in the corner. On the bare soil, strange weeds and fungi grow.

This is a field far away from the lights, so Gu Chuan doesn't observe much.

When he leaned in, he found that the soil seemed to solidify into a heap, and it took on a darker, abnormally different color.

"What is this?"

He groped a little and noticed that there was a handle at the bottom of the grass that was exposed to the soil.

"Is this something that people from the past buried here?"

Gu Chuan spent a day digging this thing out.

From the outside, it may be an ordinary gray iron burning stick, which has been buried in the soil for an unknown amount of time, so that the surface is completely oxidized and corroded. Grey iron is common in the Sunset City area, where there are open-pit mines, and it is an important foundation for the Sunset City cast iron (melted gray iron) industry today.

Gu Chuan tried a few times, but he didn't see any magical functions that he didn't expect, indicating that this was an ordinary burning stick and had no connection with strange things.

He was a little disappointed, but then he thought of something, and directly waved the burning stick and hit it straight at the bar.

The moment the two collided, there was a violent sound of jumping, attracting the attention of countless pairs of eyes in the depths of the corridor. But in the absence of the jailer, there is no risk.

Gu Chuan took a look, this burning stick was thick enough, and a large layer of rusty skin on the surface was wiped out, but it could still be used.

The bars weren't tight enough in the first place, as if they weren't meant to restrain the human body. Therefore, with this burning stick, he can also make a path that he can barely pass. In fact, Gu Chuan was hungry and thin, and it might be okay to squeeze it.

"It's a funny and coincidental thing."

In this way, only two paths fell in front of him.

"One is to sit and wait for ......"

He was confident that the citizens of the city he had previously checked, as well as the riverbanks, would try to help him get out of prison.

Sunset City has also had cases of disappearances, and even cases of missing citizens, but there are not many people like Gu Chuan who use banks and bicycles to make a name for themselves. Therefore, his imprisonment will inevitably become the focus of Sunset City in the near future.

Suppose that when the time comes, it would be bad to find out that he is trying to break from prison.

"Two is ......" He looked at the stick in his hand, and then at the eyes of the prisoners in the aisle who did not speak in the darkness, sighed, and buried the stick back in the ground.

"I can bear it."

He couldn't see the end of this prison, nor did he know how it was structured. Beyond the prison, he didn't know where he could go.

You can only wait.

It's just that this prison is becoming more and more quiet and secluded, and no one has ever visited it. And every time you wake up and go to sleep, it gradually becomes the torture of confusing time. He was tossing and turning, leaning against the edge of the bare earth, clutching the stick that only showed one port, and couldn't help thinking:

"Do you want to try, try ......"

And the toeless man would look at Gu Chuan curiously.

The toeless man really doesn't understand what this man is doing here. He felt that Gu Chuan might be in pain now, but he couldn't understand why Gu Chuan was in pain.

Life in prison gradually became a threat and torture no less than death in the complete silence and boredom, so Gu Chuan began to try to write on the ground, wanting to use a little writing to relieve the depression that was gradually accumulating in his heart.

But it doesn't make any sense either.

There were no nicks left on the cold stone. Nor can any handwriting be illuminated by dim light.

He can only imagine everything by his own imagination.

This is completely contrary to his nature.

Gu Chuan couldn't help but ask the toeless man:

"Suppose you had a chance to get out of the cage and you were likely to be beaten, what would you choose?"

"Ah......?"

The Toeless Man hadn't thought about such a question, he had never thought of leaving here.

Gu Chuan also knew, so he made an analogy:

"For example, you can come from you to me 'freely'......"

The toeless man blinked like a child, interrupted Gu Chuan's words with a grin, and said seriously:

"Then I'm sure I want it. I want to touch it so much...... Your clothes! It's beautiful! ”

He knew the clothes, and he said that he was wearing his big father's clothes now, and it was very rotten and old. He stretched out his hand to Gu Chuan from the prison bar, but he couldn't reach out.

"If I can go out, I'll send you a new set of clothes......"

Gu Chuan said, and suddenly made up his mind for some reason.

He crouched down, dug the stick out of the dirt again, and then took the stick and struck the two largest bars with a bang.

The terrible sound caused countless pairs of eyes in the prison to stare at it. The owner of these eyes never uttered a word, and the most silent gaze became the most terrible of melancholy.

The toeless man covered his ears with his hands, blinking his eyes to gaze at Gu Chuan's movements, and listened to the sound of gray iron colliding.

Gu Chuan knocked again and again unswervingly.

Then, after the obvious deformation appeared, he slept for a while, for fear that the sound would arouse the jailer's attention, and at the same time he ate something to regain some strength.

The jailer never came, so he struck the last ten strokes with confidence. Then he let go of the burning stick and leaned his numb hands against the railing. He crouched sideways and cautiously walked through the bars.

But at that moment, there was a sound of the door turning.

And the light that was carried in his hand shone in this direction.

Gu Chuan's heart shook wildly, he lowered his body, avoided the light, gritted his teeth, and groped for the burning stick with both hands.

If you don't do it, you don't stop it.