Walk around the United States with the earth in your arms

There were only two paths left in front of Jiang Tianfeng.

First, he will get on the spacecraft obediently tomorrow. He will do whatever he is asked to do, and he will not wipe his neck when asked to hang himself.

Second, find a rope now and it will be over.

If you are simply a rational person, maybe the second option is a better choice?

At least it would be less painful? After all, according to the supervisor's description, Jiang Tianfeng "went up to the sky with a bang," which was probably something like zha yao.

It hurts to hear.

Civilians are not allowed to possess knives in prison, including fruit knives. So finding a rope is a more feasible option.

It just so happened that the backpack he grabbed just now had a flat rope strap. It was of the right length and should have enough strength. The important thing was that it happened to be at his hand.

Jiang Tianfeng stared at the strap.

The straps of the bag formed a circle, just like a dark trap, exuding sweet pheromones crazily.

Jiang Tianfeng gritted his teeth when his eyeballs were dry and cracked.

He grabbed his backpack and threw it to the other end of the room with all his strength.

"Oh shit!"

Jiang Tianfeng stood up and roared loudly.

He wants to live!

How to survive?

He doesn't care!

He just wants to live!

He won't listen to any captain, warden, or god who tells him to die!

Jiang Tianfeng was stunned by the sudden voice in his head.

Immediately, tears welled up in Jiang Tianfeng's eyes.

"Great God..."

The great god said with disgust,

Jiang Tianfeng's face felt like it was on fire, and he wanted to rub two water balloons to cool himself down.

The great god said,

Jiang Tianfeng answered honestly:

The great god said,

After the great god said this, Jiang Tianfeng felt as if there was something more in his mind.

A memory was added to Jiang Tianfeng's mind. He looked at it for a moment and realized what it was:

Jiang Tianfeng said quickly. He was a member of the Miners' Guards. When he joined the team, he was also issued a set of mineral gas collection equipment, which he kept in the cabinet.

Jiang Tianfeng stepped in at the right time.

The great god said,

Jiang Tianfeng said cautiously,

The great god muttered to himself.

Jiang Tianfeng listened carefully.

After struggling for a while, Jiang Tianfeng still couldn't hold it back.

The great god has a good temper.

After Jiang Tianfeng asked, his mouth was dry.

This is so stupid.

But apart from this stupid way, he couldn't find any other way to solve the confusion.

The Great God is not related to him, so why should he help him?

Or is this actually not a favor, but just another trap to take advantage of his desire to live and lure him into a trap?

The great god asked rhetorically.

Indeed it cannot.

But Jiang Tianfeng felt faintly tired.

If you go round and round and end up with the same end, then...it's really boring.

Song Fang in Prison No. 10 said in his mind.

While saying this, his left eye was staring at the system prompts, which were all scrolling; his right eye was looking at the changes in the odds on the betting website, "The major prisons failed to seize the bus of Prison No. 10" It is also one of the purchasable options, but no one has placed a bet. If he had a bank account outside, Song Fang would definitely buy dozens of bets and make a huge profit.

Jiang Tianfeng over there said oh in confusion and said nothing more.

This time the communication was really cut off.

"call……"

Song Fang slowly massaged his temples.

This tired him.

When it comes to what is the biggest benefit of participating in the Mutant Pilot dungeon, Charles' telepathy ability ranks second, and nothing else ranks first.

It has no disadvantages in any direction. It can capture the moon in the nine heavens and catch turtles in the four seas. There is nothing it cannot do.

Song Fang didn't realize the excellence of this ability just today, so when he was in the pilot copy, he focused on training his telepathy ability.

With Charles, a master, on-site guidance, and with plenty of time in the pilot dungeon, by the end of the dungeon, Song Fang's telepathic abilities had improved rapidly. He was sitting in Prison No. 10, and his mind was on the phone with Jiang Tianfeng in Prison No. 1. , it is not difficult for him.

However, Jiang Tianfeng is just a person, and he fully welcomes his arrival without any resistance. Once the number of people increases, the difficulty of mind control will increase exponentially.

Therefore, it is unrealistic to rely solely on psychic abilities to resist the subsequent joint attacks from major prisons.

Fortunately, Song Fang also brought another good thing from the pilot copy.

"How's the processing going?"

Song Fang asked.

"We can produce five kilograms of medicine before six o'clock tomorrow." Carol said worriedly, "Isn't it not enough?"

Song Fang was shocked by the figure of five kilograms and said quickly: "Enough is enough. We are not plastering the wall with cement. This is more than enough."