Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

Cade walked in. .shung

With a tired look on his face, he raised his hand and pinched his neck, then threw himself on the bed listlessly.

The whole lens shook.

"call……"

Cade let out a long breath.

If this tone had color, it would be that dark clouds were floating under the ceiling, with two big words written on it: Depressed.

After a while, Cade got up from the bed, pulled out the chair in front of the desk, and sat in it.

"There are 300 bags of flour left, 50 boxes of nutritional paste...and other food...

"The drinking water collection device failed today and repairs must be completed within twenty-four hours, otherwise the existing drinking water cannot meet the needs...

"Vitamin supplements are distributed at the minimum level, and they can last for fifteen days at most. After that, the loss of combat effectiveness caused by sepsis and other diseases must be considered..."

Cade threw the pen away and covered his face with his hands.

The low-pitched curse words floated out from between his fingers and were picked up by the microphone of the tou ai camera, but when they reached the audience, only the shielded "beep——" remained.

“It’s not enough…it’s not enough no matter how you calculate it.

“For this reason, some of the food is allocated to foreign prisoners.

"What a waste! Just let them eat it themselves."

Cade muttered to himself desperately.

Suddenly, Cade seemed to notice something.

He pushed aside the pile of clutter on the table and pulled out a note from the pile.

There were complicated and exquisite patterns printed on the back of the note, which didn’t match the decorations on Cade’s desk very much. It didn’t look like Cade’s own things.

Cade read it with confusion.

The camera provided an elevation angle, so Song could see Cade's face clearly, but he couldn't clearly see what was written on the note.

Suddenly, Cade rolled up the note, stood up alertly, and checked around the room.

The bottom of the bed appeared at the edge of the camera. It seemed that the camera automatically hid under the bed. When Cade was finally tired enough to sit on the ground and panting, the camera slowly stretched out again, almost facing Cade's face.

"This is impossible."

Cade murmured. "Someone must be playing a prank."

But his expression clearly showed that he himself didn't believe the "prank" explanation.

He hesitated and hesitated, but he picked up the balled up note from the trash can, stretched it out, and read the words on it carefully again.

This time, a photo of the front of the note was displayed in the upper left corner of the screen.

——Do you want to keep your people?

——Do you want to save Prison No. 10?

——Do you want to save your beloved girl and help her escape her certain death?

—Betrayal Steve Antwerp and your wish will come true.

——If you accept this transaction, please go to the Molecular Transmission Hall at 2 a.m. local time on xx, xx, xx.

The photo of the note fades out.

Another line of text gradually fades in on the screen:

——What choice will Cade make?

——Log in to the Wildcat betting website and cast your vote for the answer in your mind.

In front of the camera, Cade read the note over and over again.

Until the scene gradually faded into darkness, he didn't make any choice.

"It seems Steve doesn't know something either."

Song Fang touched his chin and said to himself.

The influence of television programs on death penalty roulette is far greater than those on the death penalty wheel imagine.

Do you think you have? Sorry, you don't.

In every corner of the prison, there may be a pair of eyes staring at you.

So Song Fang warned himself in his heart that he must be more careful in his actions in the future.

But at the same time, Song Fang felt a little eager to try.

Cade probably doesn't know who left this note for him.

In other words, if some "headless cases" occur in prison, is it possible?

Song Fang immediately went to the Internet to search for the TV program just now, and found that there were many more programs from Death Penalty Roulette than he had imagined. And Death Penalty Roulette isn't the only place that produces this kind of show.

Open the official page of Star TV. The program list inside is so dense and vast that it would take a lifetime for a person to watch all the programs in one day.

Moreover, Song Fang also discovered programs about death penalty roulette on some sites where homemade videos were uploaded.

In other words, even if you are a die-hard fan of a program that continues to follow a certain planet, it is difficult to say that you know all the real-time trends of all programs on this planet.

This is definitely a major benefit for Song Fang. Because this means that even if someone discovers what he has done, there is a high probability that someone else will suspect that it is someone else who is responsible for the death penalty roulette.

In general knowledge, people on the death penalty wheel will never do anything beyond their knowledge.

The people on the death roulette wheel had already had their claws removed and were locked in a cage. They could only bite each other under the whip of the trainer and the shouts of the audience.

Their tears and blood are just tools for others' amusement.

So people who are used to playing with these people may have long forgotten the possibility of being backlashed.

Song Fang hurried forward briskly, and soon, his new home was in front of him.

In this case, let him get a bunch of supplies first, and then have a god-like addiction~

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Twentieth century, late fifties, Los Angeles.

At night, the lights are on.

The gorgeous crystal lantern has been lit, shining like the sun.

Luxury cars drove to the entrance of the venue one after another, and guests in gorgeous clothes walked through the red carpet one after another, receiving enthusiastic cheers and flashing lights.

However, when a Mercedes parked in front of the red carpet, fans and reporters who had seen enough of the scene still fell into carnival.

"Ruiwen Song!"

"Ruiwen Song!"

Men and women cheered, trying to squeeze past the security perimeter to get closer to the dazzling beauty.

Long guns and short cannons were aimed at Ruiwen, and reporters rushed to ask questions.

"Are you confident in your bid for this year's Oscars?"

"Which award would you most like to win?"

"Who do you think is your opponent today?"

"Do you think it's possible for you to become the youngest actress in the world?"

Ruiwen, who is sixteen years old this year and is close to seventeen, has a graceful manner and can handle every problem and everyone with ease.

But the moment she turns her back to others, if you observe her expression carefully enough, you will find a hint of loneliness on her delicate face.

Dreamy lights soon enveloped her, and the award ceremony officially began.

The results are finally out. Although Ruiwen failed to win the award as she wished, as an actress who debuted less than four years ago and is under the age of 20, her rise to fame was as fast as the Magic Transformation Company behind her, who was equally young as her. It is a topic that people talk about outside the circle.