I played the world alone

Chapter 540 Two Melodies
"No matter what, we have to find a way out of here now."

Mars lowered his voice a little and spoke sinisterly.

"Did you notice? There are no police or even surveillance here! We could have left the jail!"

"So where are we now?"

"Who knows? Maybe they are using us as coolies in some underground base..."

Mars sneered: "In short, they must think that controlling us here will make us desperate. But they have no idea how evil and terrifying we are..."

If this kind of statement appeared to ordinary people, they would definitely feel half-hearted and stupid.

But when the person who said these words was an extremely vicious death row prisoner with dozens of lives on his hands, the feeling was completely different.

"Hurry up and try it. Use your lockpicking skills to open the door here!"

Lubo is a very powerful thief, and his lock-picking skills are even more amazing. It is said that he once opened the door of the national treasury. After being arrested, he also successfully escaped from prison many times. He was once known as the most difficult prisoner to imprison.

There were still some prisoners who had not been caught who were still shouting or cursing, but the prison guards seemed not to hear them and continued to drag them away.

When he saw the little giant in front of him, whose head could only be seen by looking up, his eyes immediately widened, and his face was filled with unconcealable astonishment!

There were two prison guards outside, grabbing two other prisoners who were as unlucky as him and walking them outside.

Even the moment they looked at each other, his heart skipped a beat.

In Yongning world, Lu Chen issued a notice to the researchers.

"The first batch of death row prisoners have been delivered. The experiment can begin."

I thought that such a simple single cell would be easy to open. result……

"So many cells...Is this some kind of large prison?"

But if the other party is not a human, then what is this moving thing in front of me?
An inexplicable and creepy feeling emerged in the heart of a death row prisoner who had already killed many people.

Perhaps as long as he sees the uniforms or badges on their bodies, he can deduce his current location based on his experience.

The smile on Mars' face gradually faded, and his eyes showed a bit of contemplation.

"Let...let me go..." Mars gasped and moaned in pain.

"You have been deprived of all your rights since you entered here. There is only one thing you can do now, pray that you can survive until tomorrow."

However, as soon as he finished speaking, he heard Lu Bo gritting his teeth and saying with a bit of gloom: "It can't be opened! The door here looks like it was welded on. I have never seen the materials on the floor and walls. They are elastic." It’s very strong and cannot be damaged at all…”

"strangeness……"

Mars felt proud in his heart: "I'm afraid those prison guards didn't connect the information properly when handing over the prisoners. Otherwise, why would they lock Lubo in such a crude place so casually?"

He suddenly hoped for the first time that the other party would not notice him, and that it would be better to keep a low profile.

Mars didn't curse. He tried to turn his head against the opening of the small platform, trying to find an angle to see the prison guard.

Some were close and some were far away. His brain was running rapidly to make calculations. He could roughly guess that there were at least hundreds of similar single rooms here.

Are there really such huge people in the world? !
I'm afraid I can dunk directly without jumping!
And the key thing is that the other party's clothes are only black, and it's impossible to tell what style he is wearing.

Like a robot, the little giant said these words mechanically, then stood directly outside the door and stretched out his big hand toward the inside.

"A prison guard is here?!"

Suddenly, just as they were discussing how to get out, there were footsteps in the distance.

"criminal Mars, it's your turn to participate in the experiment." The giant's voice was hoarse and dull. It sounded almost devoid of any emotional ups and downs, which sounded very strange.

Some people try to use various methods to destroy it, but no matter whether they bite it with their teeth or nails or any other means, they can't cause any damage to it.

It's at least two meters taller.

"This... I'm afraid it must be three meters long!"

"Hey sir..." Mars subconsciously took two steps back, forced a smile, spread his hands and said, "What experiment? I think I need to understand it first, don't I? You should respect human rights the most, right! I This right needs to be exercised now!”

And based on his rich experience of being imprisoned, he has never heard of such a place.

At least the other party must be tied up and then at least three prison guards can guard him at the same time before he can be imprisoned.

But after I got out, I discovered that there was more than one person treated the same as me.

However, contrary to expectations, the other party's footsteps happened to stop in front of him.

Moreover, the face was expressionless, and his eyes did not show any emotion, just like a giant robot.

The hand was unusually huge, like a big net, making it impossible for him to escape. It grabbed his neck, and then dragged him out like a dead dog regardless of his struggle.

Instead of being afraid and awed, the prisoners became more and more excited. Some were howling like ghosts, some were whistling like they were teasing beautiful women, and some were yelling curses so dirty that they were almost inaudible.

Finally, the footsteps got closer and closer, and a tall figure appeared in front of him.

Having killed many people, he was already very familiar with the human body. However, he could not see any sign of a living person on the other party.

And gradually, perhaps as other prisoners reacted, other people's voices gradually came from other cells.

……

"Can't even open it for you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he didn't see any movement from the other party. Then he saw the cell door open automatically, and then the giant looked at him with his cold eyes.

In the past few days, he has expanded the original somewhat narrow underground base more than ten times, and it can be expanded again at any time if necessary in the future.

Of course, the most important thing is the underground cell. He spent a lot of effort to set up cells for these prisoners that are safe enough and can trap them.

Including but not limited to setting up a separate barrier for each cell so that they will never die in it, and at the same time, it can also ensure the minimum conditions for them to survive.

At the same time, several low-level puppets were also refined to control these prisoners.

After all, if ordinary prison guards are used here, it is hard to say whether there will be any bad troubles, and it may even lead to the death of the prison guards and Qiu An's escape.

"Dr. Clyde has gone to the front-line laboratory and will start a new anti-memetic experiment soon."

The lady handed a tablet to him, and what was displayed on it was the laboratory where Dr. Clyde was currently working.

The surrounding area has been sealed off, and the door will be sealed until the experiment is over.

In the laboratory, various sophisticated instruments and equipment were already in place, which Lu Chen had also brought back from outside.

Professor Clyde, who was wearing a protective suit, stood in front of one of the computers, typing and controlling it quickly with both hands. There were also two assistants beside him who were responsible for helping record various experimental data and typing.

It is said that if it were in its heyday, this kind of experiment would have been carried out by at least dozens of people, ensuring that the experimental results were perfect and no details were missed. But now that the situation is tense, we can only make do with it.

Professor Clyde is a scientific research geek, especially interested in the experiment of this kind of meme, and has even personally studied no less than five anti-memes with good results!
Because of this, although he is still a young man in his thirties, he is now bald and has a lot of white hair.

"Since the whole world fell, I thought I would never have the chance to conduct these studies again..."

Professor Clyde sat in front of the computer, took a sip of coffee, and enjoyed the excitement before the experiment.

I couldn't help but feel again that agreeing to the other party's invitation was the wisest decision I had ever made.

"Otherwise, you might have to huddle in that dark and narrow corner and chew unpalatable half-cooked potatoes. How can you enjoy delicious coffee, eat delicious food, and continue to conduct meme experiments like you do now..."

He couldn't help but laugh.

Although the specific origin of that magical Mr. "Terminator" is unclear, it does not prevent them from experiencing each other's almost omnipotent strength!
No matter what requests they make, as long as they are related to experiments, the other party can easily satisfy them.

Even in this underground base, he saw with his own eyes that the other party just stamped his feet, and then the entire land began to roll automatically. Under their shocked eyes, the area expanded several times in the blink of an eye!

"A miracle! This is simply a miracle!"

Apart from that, there are all kinds of food and drinks.

All kinds of food they had never seen before, the deliciousness and freshness greatly satisfied their physiological needs. They felt as if they had come back to life from the original state of half-death, and regained the courage to live!
In order to repay this life-saving grace, he was determined to work harder on anti-memes.

but.

He touched his chin and looked condescendingly through the one-way glass at Mars and the other two condemned prisoners who were standing with a blank expression below.

"Where did these death row prisoners come from?"

If food can be found in shopping malls, then it is impossible for these criminals to stay in prison.

But it was just a thought. Reason told him that it was best not to think about it too deeply, otherwise it would only cause trouble for himself.

He quickly turned his attention to the assistant next to him.

"Okay, let's start the first test."

……

Mars looked around with some confusion.

This is a cylindrical space with a diameter of about five meters and a height of at least ten meters. There is an opaque glass on the top. It is not clear what is there. I just feel that someone should be watching them there.

The scary little giant threw the three of them here and separated them with a wall, and then left.

There was no move to require them to work, torture, or even punish them. It was as if they were left here to fend for themselves.

"The Colosseum? Or some kind of reality show?"

After he was sure that the other party had no intention of killing them immediately, he gradually calmed down.

Start thinking about the other party's true intentions.

After all, he was once a feared criminal, and he had studied a little bit of psychology.

"It seems that they are still just scaring us and trying to make us repent. They have no intention of actually killing us." He sneered.

At this moment, a trumpet sound suddenly came from overhead.

"Next, you will hear two pieces of music. If you can survive until the last note of the second piece of music ends, your mission is over."

"You will be allowed to receive a reward, including but not limited to freedom, delicious food, or something else."

"real?!"

Mars' eyes lit up.

The two prisoners next to him also laughed.

"Can you really go out?"

"Hey, although these people are not very smart, at least they will keep their promises."

"I miss the food and women outside so much. It's best if they stop playing this boring music soon."

They have even begun to fantasize about how wonderful their life will be after they go out.

Of course, he has no intention of changing his behavior at all. Instead, he is thinking about how to escape longer after committing a crime and being pursued by the police next time.

Mars was a little wary.

"Those people are not so kind. Just because they don't carry out the death penalty doesn't mean they will let us out so easily."

Soon, the first piece of music sounded.

How should I put it? Even Mars, who has no musical ability, has to admit that this is a symphony with a pretty good melody, which makes people feel very comfortable and drowsy.

"Is it possible that he just wants to use music to influence us?" He breathed a sigh of relief.

Although it's ridiculous that the other party has such naive ideas, I don't mind cooperating on the surface first, and then live happily after being able to go out.

The first melody ended quickly.

Professor Clyde observed their reactions and asked them to truthfully express their physical condition and feelings about the music just now, and his assistants recorded it in detail.

"Let's start playing the second piece of music."

He said slowly.

Mars was still thinking about whether he should act a bit exaggerated, such as bursting into tears with remorse, so as to deceive the other party, when suddenly he heard notes that seemed to be somewhat similar to the first piece of music began to jump into his ears.

But although the melody is somewhat similar, it gives people a completely different feeling!

Even just hearing the first few syllables made his stomach churn, as if he had eaten something unclean.

"vomit!"

There was someone in the cubicle next to him who couldn't hold on anymore and started vomiting!

Mars finally couldn't hold on anymore and began to vomit crazily.

Not only the dinner eaten yesterday, but also stomach acid and yellow bile, a strong fishy stench quickly spread in the room.

In the end, he even started to vomit out bright red blood...

It was so terrifying that it was like vomiting out all the internal organs!
(End of this chapter)