Cade covered Steve's mouth tightly and gritted his teeth: "Can we shut up for a while? If you want so many more people, how can you feed them!"

Steve wanted to talk about mining. .biquge No. 5 Warden Mr. Wang said it all.

But seeing Cade's "I'll strangle you to death if you say one more word" look on his face, he reluctantly chose silence.

The "passionate interaction" between the two was witnessed by everyone.

A contemptuous smile appeared on Jason's lips.

In this kind of prison, whoever chooses will have their brains kicked in the ass.

"Let's first let go of Mr. Jason's ownership. There is still one last contestant waiting to show himself." Warden No. 1 suggested.

Several wardens seconded the motion. As for those who disagree, such as Warden No. 10 Comrade Steve, no one cares about his views.

The playing field begins the cleaning process.

"This is the last seeded contestant." In the studio, Pipimei said, "I wonder if he can complete the goal of clearing the number of ordinary prisoners to 500?"

Nanako shook her head and let her braids wrapped with ribbons slap her cheek: "I wonder. At present, the previous players have killed a total of 600 people, and there are still about 1,200 ordinary players left. The last one The seed player is also very strong, but how can he clear out 700 people in three minutes by himself? There will definitely be a battle royale in the end."

"I have confidence in our last seeded player." Pipimei said, "How about we make a bet? If the number of people left exceeds the number of places provided by the prisons, I will lose, otherwise you will lose. Yes, how's it going?"

"Okay, what about the lottery?" Nanako said.

The two paid attention to the comments and comments, and chose the one with the highest voice from the audience.

Pipimei and Nanako picked the most popular lottery, and Pipimei announced: "If the loser loses, he will be shot to death by the opponent."

Nanako: "Director team, can you give us a gun?"

The gun was quickly delivered.

By this time the playing field had been cleared. The last gladiator, named Jin Kai, held his breath and gestured to the rotating chairman.

"Oh my god, he actually asked to let 150 people in for the first time!" Nanako exclaimed, "More than all the previous contestants!"

"It seems that I have a better chance of winning." Pipimei said happily.

The ordinary prisoners were driven towards the exit of the corridor, and it took a long time to finally gather 150 of them.

Kincaid glared at Jason fiercely and walked into the competition venue vigorously.

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The crowd was numb and silent.

Someone was sobbing softly and saying silly things like "I don't want to die."

The man also had a chicken's head on his head, and the two beaks seemed to have grown new, which was very funny.

He was also unlucky. One hundred and forty-nine people had entered before him, and he was the last one to be rushed in.

Jiang Tianfeng tried to laugh at the guy to stop himself from being so miserable and desperate.

Jiang Tianfeng is a Martian.

A thousand years ago, calling someone a Martian seemed impolite. A person is called a Martian only if he is too unique. Some strange, unspeakable characters are teased into their language.

A thousand years later, calling someone a Martian would be equally rude.

Mars is too close to the earth and is the first stronghold for human interstellar immigrants. In the past, it was a representative of technological pioneers, but now human footprints have spread all over the galaxy. When you take root in a big city and look back at the fellow villager who immigrated from Shangougou to Liangjie Town, would you still think that he is synonymous with fashion?

Even if you count three generations up, it is very likely that you came out of a mother's womb.

About four hundred and fifty years ago, Mars was acquired by Tataco Company in the Wanbang Business Alliance. The main business of this company is bathtub toys, so Mars is covered with fiber and plastic fields. About 90% of Martians are fiber and plastic farmers. Not only does it not have any industrial or tertiary industry foundation, it even depends on the people's daily diet. import.

This is nothing. "Planet functionalization" is no longer a new term in the Milky Way in the thirty-first century. Using equipment such as molecular transporters and Hawking engines, interstellar transportation costs have been compressed to the extreme, regardless of freight or passenger transportation. Therefore, compared to carrying out complex industrial configuration on a single planet, it is better to keep things simple and save brain cells.

But if something goes wrong with the molecular transmitter, the people of a town, or even an entire planet, may be so hungry that they eat fiber plastic. It's not a big deal either. Just a normal thing.

Jiang Tianfeng has eaten it since he was a child. The conditions on Mars are not very good. This is the first step taken by human beings who are as young as babies in the universe. The technology has definitely not matured subsequently, the livable transformation is not in place, and the quality of the network cables is not good. If you want to correct it in the future, you will have to tear it down and start all over again. In that case, you will have to relocate the entire planet, which is too troublesome. So every three days, the planet's life support system will report an error, and the molecular transmitter will malfunction.

Almost every year before the age of sixteen, Jiang Tianfeng had to eat fiber plastic. Once this food is eaten in the stomach, it will not be digested or excreted. It will always stay in the stomach and occupy a certain space. It is very good for satisfying hunger.

But this is a crop that belongs to the farmer, and you can only eat it secretly. If you want to eat enough, you can participate in the fiber and plastic eating competition held by farmers on Mars. The owner of the plantation where Jiang Tianfeng belonged especially liked to hold such competitions during bad years, and the prize was often two pieces of wheat bread or a can of milk.

After the game, he would give the winners a little water, and then shoot the contestants rolling on the ground while smiling in front of the camera: "Be sure not to drink water after eating fiber plastics, everyone, remember~"

Yes, fiber plastics are generally absorbent until they are subsequently processed.

Therefore, most older Martians dare not drink water. Few people will starve to death on Mars, but many will die of thirst or swelling.

When he was sixteen years old, Jiang Tianfeng was really hungry. He participated in the competition and ate a lot of fiber plastic, but still failed to win. Then he went out to water the fiber plastic field with his parents and accidentally fell into the well.

People were worried that the swollen man would block the mouth of the well, so they fished him out of the well. But Jiang Tianfeng was not dead.

After that, he discovered that he had gained the ability to manipulate water.

Later, he made a lot of money with this ability. He left Mars and bought real estate on a well-off planet. He bought a car. He met a beautiful and quiet girl. He thought his life was finally on track.

Until one day, an overloaded truck knocked his car off the bridge into the sea.

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