Excellent Youth [Quick Transmigration]

The office of the person in charge of the group arena is in the most conspicuous place of the dungeon, surrounded by transparent glass wall curtains, hanging high above the sky, people standing inside can see the outline of the entire dungeon.

In a chaotic place like the dungeon, a person's position usually represents his identity. Only those who are strong enough to have no scruples dare to set themselves up in the eyes of everyone.

Augustus looked up at the glass building, and then calmly said to Chu Ci: "I'm going to get my bonus."

He has worked his best and used his life as a bet to win the bonus, and there is absolutely no reason to give up.

He was clearly furious, but he still pretended to be nonchalant. It seemed that this brat had learned quite a lot in the dungeon.

Chu Ci said casually, "Well, let's go."

Augustus was already prepared to be rejected. After all, the person who handcuffed his hands as soon as he came up looked like a villain who liked to play with others. He didn't expect him to agree so easily, but he was taken aback for a while.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to escape?"

"Why did you run away?" Chu Ci blinked his long eyelashes: "Leaving with me is better than staying in this kind of ghost place. You are so smart, I believe you should know how to choose."

He actually used an affirmative tone.

The fate of leaving with a psychopath may not be better than staying in the dungeon.

However, Augustus also admitted that most people in the dungeon wanted to leave here, and he was among them.

This planet is a deserted island that was exiled. There is no traffic, no starship to stay, and they can't get out if they want to.

And those rich people who own private starships will not take them out. The rich people regard the dungeon as their own back garden, and the people in the dungeon are not human beings to them, but playthings for their entertainment.

He doesn't want to be a plaything, he has to get out of here.

"You have challenged a total of nine times, and even defeated the bull, little guy, you are very good." The man wearing glasses sat behind a large desk, opened the drawer, and took out a thin card from it. Throw it in front of Augustus: "Your bonus, 300 million, no more, no less, you check."

Today's bank cards are divided into two types, one is bound with personal information, which can only be used by the bound person, and the other is anonymous, which can be swiped by anyone, and the balance can be seen as long as the password is entered.

The password of this card is the initial password. Augustus pressed nine zeros, confirmed the amount in the card, put away the card, and when he turned to leave, he suddenly remembered something, tilted his head slightly, and asked, "You Do you know who that person is?"

The person in charge instantly understood who he was asking: "I know."

He paused, the dungeon could not be connected to the star network, the information was blocked, and most people living here were isolated from the world. They didn't know how turbulent the outside world had become, and he belonged to the control underground. The forces in the city often leave the dungeon to accept other tasks from the organization. He knows what the outside world is like.

"That person is very powerful," the person in charge said meaningfully, "to the extent that you can't imagine. I don't know what he likes in you. It's your luck that you can go with him."

Augustus lowered his eyes and looked at the thin card in his hand: "Thank you for reminding me."

He has lived in the dungeon for too long, and he was a child when he was thrown into the dungeon. His memory of the outside world has long been blurred in ten years. Hearing the words of the person in charge, he tried to imagine After a while, he realized that he really couldn't imagine how powerful that person was.

The only thing that is certain is that he has a really bad personality.

He shook the handcuffs, listened to the crisp sound of the metal hitting, and thought to himself, if it's bad, it's bad.

He has been in the dungeon for so long, and he has never experienced anything. He has been a beggar and a thief in the most difficult time. Dignity and decency are worthless in this kind of ghost place, and they can't even be exchanged for a steamed bun to satisfy his hunger. He learned how to trample on them when he was young, but now it's just a different person tramples on them, he doesn't care.

As long as you can take him out of here, let alone handcuffing his hands, you can just let him be a dog.

After the initial stage of anger, he is now able to think about things rationally, and when he returned to Chu Ci again, his expression was completely calm: "Let's go."

Chu Ci raised his eyebrows: "Who are you going with?"

Augustus:"……"

No, still not fully sane.

I don't know why, he can face the bullying of others without changing his face, but he is extremely sensitive to the words and deeds of this person in front of him.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Master."

"Very good." Chu Ci laughed, grabbed the chain part of the handcuffs, and led him into the elevator that left the dungeon.

In all fairness, he was really good-looking, so seeing that even if he was being humiliated, it made him wonder if the hand holding the chain was too thin.

The fair and flawless skin reflected the golden chains, which looked fragile and had a thrilling beauty.

Augustus' throat moved slightly.

In the dungeon, sex is a thing that can be seen everywhere, and it is flooded to the point where sex, addiction, and patients can feel at peace when they see it. Those crazy drunk people are interested, and they never care about the time and place. He was forced to see many It wasn't a wonderful performance, even though the faces of those people were all obscene and intoxicated, but he didn't think those things were very happy at all, he just felt dirty, just like this damn place.

He has always regarded those people as mad dogs in heat who only know how to mate.

But now, fuck it.Augustus pinched himself hard, trying to use the pain to dispel some unspeakable desire.

How could I have the nerve to despise others as a mad dog, he thought desperately, I actually fell in love with the person who abused me, I am not even as good as a dog.

At that moment just now, the scene of that beautiful hand being entwined with golden chains flashed in his mind involuntarily. Just imagining it was already so beautiful that it made his blood boil.

Are you crazy, are you crazy, are you crazy, Augustus said in his heart, don’t think about it, don’t think about it anymore, if he finds out, you will lose your life.

For the time being, he has no idea of ​​being separated from his younger brother forever.

Perhaps this intimidation had worked, and his younger brother gradually settled down.

Chu Ci never looked back, but he could feel the sudden change of pheromones in the air. No matter how much a person concealed his emotions, the pheromones would honestly explain what he was thinking.

The little pheromone released by this kid told him that this little mad dog was thinking about him right now.

...What an extraordinarily daring brat.

But his control is quite good, Chu Ci thought casually, it will be a long time before he can smell the pheromone that is about to move.

The elevator went straight to the surface, and the wind and snow came again. Chu Ci was fearless with a systematic enchantment, but Augustus was defenseless, and was chilled by the cold wind.

He froze for a moment.

It's hot in the dungeon, not the steady warmth blowing out from the heater, it's the dry heat mixed with all the bad desires and emotions that makes one feel restless.

But even so, he hasn't left the dungeon for a long time.

The surface temperature is too low. When he was a child, he didn't have cold clothes to wear, so he never came up. He grew up and got used to it, and he never thought about going up to see it.

He'd been in the dungeon for so long that he'd forgotten what a normal season change looked like.

He looked at the person walking in front of him, and couldn't help opening his mouth: "I..."

Chu Ci turned his head: "Huh?"

Augustus pursed his lips: "I think..."

He wanted to thank him, no matter how he would torture him in the future, at this moment he wanted to thank him sincerely.

But saying the word "thank you" seems far more difficult than imagined.

There is no thank you in the dungeon, just endless useless "sorry" and "do you want to die".

Chu Ci seemed to understand what he wanted to say, and his eyebrows and eyes frowned: "Why, you are so moved that you have nothing to say, and want to make a promise to me?"

Augustus shut his mouth firmly. Before he shut up, he still gritted his teeth: "You think beautifully."

The feeling of being frivolously responded to this kind of serious emotion is too bad. He knows that he is not qualified to ask others to respond to him in the same way. If it was someone else, he would not feel anything at all. , he just couldn't help being angry.

Reason knows it shouldn't be, but emotions can't help burning every nerve in him.

He swore that even if he didn't kill him in the future, he would definitely take revenge on him!

The author has something to say: the bottom line is to retreat step by step in this way, and you will know who thinks beautifully in the future!