Capítulo 957: Chapter 936: Observation
[One hour ago]
A certain black substance was moving through the plumbing system, its volu imnse, able to spread over more than five hundred ters of pipe.
Eyes erged at every pipe opening along the way, seemingly actively searching for sothing.
This behavior was clearly unwise, even extrely dangerous.
Due to the release of that madman inside the Psychiatric Hospital, even the Death Row Inmates, who held authority in the Central Prison, had beco very restrained, acting with the utmost caution.
Only this darkness acted recklessly, searching for soone.
On the surface of a random eye in its body, the number [12] was engraved, indicating the twelfth Death Row Inmate, the origin of the observation concept.
Its luck seed quite good,
even after searching many areas, it did not encounter madness. Alternatively, it might have been familiar with the nature of madness due to its usual duty of monitoring the entire prison area, including the Psychiatric Hospital, allowing it to avoid it in advance.
Finally, after half a day of searching, it found the person it was looking for.
With complex emotions, the blackness seeped out from between the pipes; this was a large bathroom.
Death Row Inmate Number Four, the Narrator Ito, was standing in front of the sink, washing his glasses with clean water. This washing process seed to have lasted a long ti, possibly since the beginning of the ga.
He also seed to be waiting for soone’s arrival here.
The darkness completely occupied the bathroom as the door of the last squat toilet was pushed open,
and a black figure, as tall as the ceiling, erged. Its humanoid body had a cara for a head.
This was the “Observation”‘s most commonly used humanoid structure and the current era’s most common head type. With future technology and environntal changes, its head shape would change further.
It tilted its head, full of confusion between the lenses.
“Mr. Ito, why did you betray us? I always trusted you, yet you started with , which is really too much… However, I’m still happy you specifically drew a comic for .
You need to provide a reasonable explanation for this matter; otherwise, I might have to take action against you.
Just a little longer, and Zero Inmate will be reborn, and by then, we will all have the opportunity to ascend, to go to a higher world, to witness more scenery.
As a creator, Mr. Ito, you must also look forward to this day. A brand new world will provide you with more inspiration.”
Ito did not respond imdiately. Instead, he wiped the water residue off his glasses and put them back on.
“You, as Observation itself, are bound by observation.
You can only see things in this universe but cannot see beyond.
I never intended to cooperate from the beginning; I’ve been planning everything right from the start, even if there’s less than a 1% chance, I have to try.
The reason is simple,
I don’t want to be a pawn, especially not one injected with external elents among divine statuses. No one knows what’s outside.
What I do know is that the origin of that malice will never give us the freedom we imagine; it will be even more confining than staying in prison.
My free creative will would be subrged by malice. My work needs many more colors, not just one of malice.
Moreover, haven’t you noticed a problem?”
The cara remained tilted, “What problem?”
“Why did the greatest threat of the old days, the origin of madness, surrender without resistance? Why has it always behaved so obediently in the bottommost layer of prison? Is it really because of the Prison Director’s constraints and your surveillance?
It saw through everything much earlier than us,
It joined this ga in advance, waiting for the ga’s start.
As madness itself, it refused to compromise from the beginning.”
Observation developed a wavering will or, perhaps, had always been rely observing without any subjective judgnt.
“But… can we really resist? Even the Prison Director himself is dead.”
The Shop Owner shook off his hands and responded softly, “Death is the best rest in such a situation. If caught up in that endless malice, even the chance to choose rest will be taken away.
Besides, we’re not entirely without a chance.
I saw many different things on the planet created by the Prison Director. The Prison Director made a serious preparation before resting, which might just give us a glimr of hope.”
“Is that so… Then I choose to trust Mr. Ito. Let’s cooperate! I will help you observe in advance and locate targets.
If Mr. Ito is interested in any of the Death Row Inmates, I will locate them as quickly as possible.”
“Hmm.”
The Shop Owner slowly turned his head to look at him.
Moonlight descended.
Pure white covered the bathroom completely, forming a confrontation area.
Observation paused in confusion, “Mr. Ito, am I your target?”
The Shop Owner did not respond directly but offered another explanation: “Inherently, you are in the Upper Position; you are the essence of observation, and all things and beings derive their vision from your concept.
This concept can assist the Death Row Inmates in monitoring the entire Central Prison, even more effectively than the surveillance groups established during the Prison Director’s tenure.
If I don’t kill you,
They will kill you, take away your concept, and acquire 50 points that can sowhat influence the ga’s outco.
I cannot let you fall into the hands of those few guys, especially the Skin Bag Guest or Intrinsic… Otherwise, we will undoubtedly lose.”
Observation heard up to this point, not getting angry, but instead beca more excited, “Mr. Ito, do you need to beco your eye? In that case, I can witness the birth of all your works.”
“Not , but another person… if you feel inappropriate, you can resist, put forth all your strength.
Of course,
The result will still be my victory.”
As the words fell,
the Shop Owner simultaneously took out two comic books, tossing one to Observation: it was the complete version of the comic he couldn’t finish in the interrogation room last ti, with a special signature on the inner cover.
The other was placed on the ground, titled “The Inverted Man.”
Just as Observation was happily reading the comic, a wave of green light covered him, sothing drawing near.
…
[Prison Dormitory]
This was considered a completely independent area, although located inside the Central Prison, it was separated by several layers of different isolation materials.
Used for staff to rest, ensuring they would not be affected by madness, dreams, or surveillance during their breaks.
A certain ga participant was transmitted here,
he did not start the ga imdiately but slept here, sleeping for half a day before slowly getting up, seemingly in no rush.
He even took advantage of the shower facilities here to wash up,
cold water running down arched muscles in arcs, so of which ford vortex structures, especially the latissimus dorsi.
It was Teacher Guo, Guo Wendian.
Whether during his human phase or when he beca a monster, Teacher Guo never engaged in physical exercise. It wasn’t until he was imprisoned here, with all his abilities locked, that he began doing push-ups out of boredom.
It was indeed a coincidence,
This concept was actually passed to him by Luo Di,
Back when he was teaching at the Fourth Middle School, he occasionally passed by the door of Class Five, and whenever it was break ti, Luo Di would do push-ups at the back of the classroom.
This competitive behavior slowly influenced the students in the class, and everyone would start doing push-ups during break ti.
But back then, Teacher Guo was still human, and his body was too weak to even do one, otherwise, he would have really liked to try.
Even Teacher Guo himself did not expect that exercising would be so helpful, even integrating with his ability.
After sleeping and refreshing,
Teacher Guo finally erased all the tiredness of his imprisonnt, now in optimal condition. Before setting off, he even deliberately dyed his hair black and wore his favorite Zhongshan suit.
Pushing open the door, he went to seek out the Death Row Inmates,
only to find a Death Row Inmate right in the dormitory corridor.
Strictly speaking, the other should not be considered a Death Row Inmate but a pregnant woman with dreadlocks. She frequently visited Teacher Guo in his cell, flipping through his personal comics.
The pregnant woman took the initiative to greet, “Mr. Guo, happy to et you here.
The Master really likes your autobiographical comics, which is why you’ve been kept until today.
You and the Master must have had ntal contact; you should be well aware that the final outco has been predetermined. Live for the Master, welco the distant crimson…”
As she finished speaking,
the pregnant woman could no longer see Teacher Guo because her head had been twisted 1800°.
Snap!
A snap of the fingers, the body exploded.
All the flesh and blood remnants were affected by the vortex, engulfed and obliterated, disappearing without a trace.
But there was nothing under the bulging abdon, just an empty cavity.
≮Gained one point≯
As Teacher Guo was sowhat puzzled, a door behind him suddenly knocked.
Before he could turn his head,
The door lock opened, and an eye stared out.
“Ah… truly without manners, this was the Boss’s bride, yet you ruined her like this. Although I really don’t want to kill you, I must put on a show for the Boss, am I right?”
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