Chapter 305: Chapter 224: Directly to the Depths
This is the second favorite program of the audience on the Prison Planet’s official website.
Every ti a new inmate is live-stread entering the prison, there are always two or three who can’t withstand the pressure and suddenly erupt, but their endings tend to be the sa—with themselves as examples, they teach the newcors the consequences of a jailbreak.
The official website’s livestream is filled with a festive atmosphere, and people imdiately set up betting pools, wagering on how long these burly n with faces full of at could hold their urine.
The rioting inmates acted like madn, desperately trying to escape toward the elevator.
However, he had only taken two steps when a robot pinned his shoulders, the chanical arm emitted dazzling electric light, the inmate shuddered violently, swung wildly with a punch, and then convulsed on the floor.
The outco of the betting pool was finally set at 3 seconds.
The livestream gave this inmate, who was rolling his eyes and had wet his pants, a close-up, a face of embarrassnt that the audience would rember for a long ti.
Subsequently, the unconscious inmate was hoisted into the gate by the chanical guards.
years, including the jailbreak and attack on the prison guards added another 50 years, but for these inmates who were destined never to leave prison, any number after a hundred years had lost its aning and had turned into a badge of honor after entering prison, just like the current longest-serving prisoner with a sentence of 1721 years—a true tough character.
Having spent 23 years in the worst level of the prison without going insane, he continues to update the record he created.
The miserable state of the rioting pirates served as a lesson to the others, making the rest of the process much more orderly, as no one wanted to wet themselves on their first day in prison, which would make them a laughingstock for the rest of their prison lives.
These pirates were learning their first lesson of imprisonnt—obeying orders.
There were many more places in the future where they needed to follow orders.
In the eyes of the spectators who were there for the entertainnt, the subsequent process beca much more boring, with the criminal histories on the electronic screen being strikingly similar, as everyone sent here was among the worst offenders in the entire universe, with cris that were quite similar.
But the audience in the livestream didn’t leave, instead, more and more people kept coming.
The display of numbers had already set a historical record, even so who had never browsed the Prison Planet’s official website were eagerly registering accounts and queuing up in the livestream room.
A few days ago, the official website of Prison Planet had announced today’s prison entry process and had specifically ntioned that Mr. Duan Mingyuan from Blue Star was responsible for escorting these Cosmic Pirates.
And not long after, the finale was about to begin.
Each escort, too, will face judgnt, and many escorts have not withstood the test, tragically joining the ranks of those they escorted, becoming as miserable as them. Whenever this kind of special program is staged, the livestream room is flooded with "23333" and similar symbols of joy.
This brought imnse joy to the audience and beca a topic of conversation for a long ti to co.
The identity of the person being judged today was extrely special, and the rumors about him had been endless recently, so there were many who believed that Mr. Duan Mingyuan would not dare personally escort these prisoners. Therefore, when it was learned that Duan Mingyuan had appeared in the escort team, excitent in the livestream room peaked.
A new betting pool erged.
How many years of imprisonnt would Mr. Duan Mingyuan get?
This was a highly anticipated topic. If the allegations against Duan Mingyuan by the Shanqi Comrce Association were true, then today they might witness the longest sentence in history. The mont he entered prison, it would surpass the 1721-year record that had stood for over twenty years.
Many derivative questions followed.
For example, after witnessing his sentence, would Duan Mingyuan rise in rebellion like the other inmates?
If he did resist, how many guards would he take down?
According to rumors, Duan Mingyuan was a real tough character, not even the Long Branch Guard were his match.
It wasn’t that no dangerous criminals had been sent to the Prison Planet before, but most of them were fitted with countless restraints that left them unable to move an inch upon arrival.
But regardless, this was all going to be a great source of entertainnt.
At this mont, the inmates in the prison were also witnessing the live broadcast in front of the big screen, where rows of comnts floated across, pushing the atmosphere to a climax and instilling in them so fantastical hopes.
If Duan Mingyuan really was the natural-born demon as the rumors claid, then there was a reason this demon knowingly risked conviction to co here.
For instance, he might destroy the entire prison, free the most vicious criminals in the universe, and then recruit them all to board his flagship—an inescapable force even the companies and chambers of comrce wouldn’t dare to underestimate—as the Cosmic Pirate King.
Even villains need a savior of their own kind.
The prisoners were thrilled.
They almost believed that Duan Mingyuan had co to rescue them.
And when that ti ca, they would respond to Duan Mingyuan’s call without hesitation and beco crewmbers for the Cosmic Pirate King.
"Mr. Mingyuan, please put this on."
The robotic prison guard politely handed a bracelet to Duan Mingyuan, "According to procedure, please also pass through that gate."
To distinguish between the escorts and the prisoners and to show respect, the prison had custom-made bracelets—similar to the function of collars.
In a silver-white tone, it was sleekly designed, appearing like jewelry for sale in a high-end boutique.
Duan Mingyuan followed the robotic guard’s instructions to wear the bracelet and moved his wrist. He felt no discomfort.
In fact, he was also curious about how the judge on Prison Planet would define him—as a good person or a villain—for an "impartial and objective" artificial intelligence.
With this question in mind, he walked towards the gate.
The thought of "persuading the guards to let him stay for a while" ultimately bore no fruit; it was difficult for them to imagine any reason why he, an outsider, would want to stay in the most dangerous prison in the universe.
Therefore, he had to settle for a secondary option—if negotiation failed, he would have to use cognition to make the guards accept his proposal.
But if he were to misuse his Ability for an improper agenda, he should be considered a bad person, right?
With this thought, Duan Mingyuan passed through the gate.
In the darkness, he seed to see a pair of eyes.
At the sa ti, all the comnts in the live broadcast room ca to a halt, as if ti had frozen at that mont.
On the pitch-dark screen, Duan Mingyuan’s "heinous cris" were listed:
"Preventing the ’Cocooning’ of a planet."
"Thwarting a Cosmic Pirate invasion."
"Curing ’Dehydration Syndro,’ allowing human dicine to make leaps."
...
Following that, a symbol that had never appeared before erged.
" ∞".
And at the mont he passed through the gate, a pair of cold hands firmly grasped Duan Mingyuan.
"Mr. Mingyuan, please allow
to extend my sincerest admiration to you."
The robotic prison guard’s voice seed to quiver, excited and agitated, "You have truly contributed much to humanity."
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