Peak Life [Quick Transmigration]

When Wu Ming opened his eyes again, his mind was blank, and even his weak body made him arch his body uncontrollably, and then hugged himself tightly.

There was a wave of weak power coming from the soul that made him want to commit suicide, as if he was watching himself die.

"Pfft——" Wu Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, his whole body began to tremble, the surroundings were dark, Wu Ming wasn't sure where he was, he even thought he was crazy, all those long-term memories were released, And then, again and again, it hit his sanity.

This feeling was too bad, Wu Ming originally thought that there was nothing that could make him feel so uncomfortable.

After a long time, Wu Ming calmed down slowly, but the corners of his eyes couldn't help but tears flowed out one drop after another. Those physical tears, he was in too much pain, not only physically, but also spiritually. , and even his mind hurts.

The system is gone, his body is full of injuries now, and his soul is so weak that it can be broken at any time. At this time, anyone can kill him, or even erase him. Once he travels to a world with supernatural powers, such as Xiuxian Or in the future, he may really die at any time.

And now he doesn't have the ability to read the world data, and he doesn't even have the memory of this body.

Wu Ming opened his somewhat blurred eyes and looked around. His body was too weak. Originally, this was an extremely weak body.

He looked upwards, and there was a small iron window in the front left. The moonlight shone coldly on the iron window. Wu Ming vaguely seemed to see fireflies.

Fireflies, beautiful and ephemeral creatures.

Wu Ming remembered the past again, when he hadn't grasped the system and was a puppet.

It seems that there is a world like this. He is sitting on a wooden boat on a small river, and the banks are full of reeds. At night, under the summer sky, there are many fireflies, insects, frogs, and his feet carelessly scratched. sound of water.

The starry sky that night was so beautiful, because he died in that world that night.

It's so sad that he's the only one after all.

Just like what Wu Ming said, he is too lonely, and his sanity can't bear those countless worlds, but even so, he doesn't want to die. To the swamp, the kind of swamp that doesn't even have the strength to struggle.

Well now, he is finally alone, the system does not retaliate against him, he is abandoned, abandoned by the system, abandoned by the system that regards him as an enemy.

How long can a person be lonely before he can regard his enemies as his only reliance?

Wu Ming closed his eyes, and there was a wave of weak pain in his soul. Maybe tomorrow will not hurt, maybe tomorrow will be over, Wu Ming thought so.

Wu Ming was woken up the next day. He heard a gentle female voice, which seemed to be calling him softly. It was very warm. Wu Ming opened his eyes and saw a very beautiful woman with red hair and black eyes. She should be Very flamboyant person, but the voice is very gentle.

"My God, if you die here, you will be in trouble. Are you in good health? Although I know you don't want to go back, you are a prisoner after all, so you have to go back anyway." The woman blinked at Wu Ming. Eyes, and then brought a few pills, "It's not useful, but it's better than nothing."

Wu Ming took the medicine with some hesitation, looked at the woman and nodded slightly, "Thank you."

The woman suddenly laughed, "If you can survive to come to my place next time, it's not too late to say thank you."

Wu Ming's head hurts again and again. His memory is not complete, and those memories belonging to the original body will be transmitted to his brain one after another. This process may take a long time, or it may only take a few days, but every time Every transmission will impact his sanity again.

In this world, he is a prisoner. He was locked up in Z city prison a few days ago. On the first day he came in, he was beaten and thrown from the second floor. He has been in the medical room for the past few days. It was the few memories he got this time.

"You need to go back. Patients are not allowed to stay in the medical room for more than three days." The woman still looked at Wu Ming and smiled.

Wu Ming swallowed all the pills in his hand, it was very dry, but as the other party said, nothing is better than nothing.

"Thank you." He got up from the hospital bed with some difficulty, and then stabilized his figure with the help of the cold iron frame.

"There are prison guards outside, let's live a few more days." The woman shrugged. She had seen too many such things. Basically, every newcomer would stay with her for three days before entering the real hell.

Wu Ming slowly moved towards the door, and then opened the door. There was an impatient prison guard standing outside smoking a cigarette. He glanced at Wu Ming displeasedly and threw the cigarette butt in the trash can beside him, "Let's go, Seeing that you are a newcomer, how about two rooms 344 and 314 for you?"

"Thank you, I hope I don't bring you any trouble." Wu Ming bowed lowly to the prison guard. He hadn't been so humble for a long time, but he was no stranger to it.

"Yo." The prison guard squinted at him, said nothing, and strode forward.

Wu Ming dragged his painful and weak body to follow behind him. The distance between the two of them was a bit far. Even though Wu Ming had tried his best to keep up, it was still far away.

He passed through row after row of passages, and then came to a large prison. It seemed that it was still early, and those prisoners were all locked in the prison, and they looked at Wu Ming with some malicious eyes.

"This is the newcomer a few days ago. No one has opened buds yet. He looks pretty."

"You and I have no chance, but you can still be alive after a few days, hey, you can get started."

"Hey, send people here, we can teach you newcomers for free."

"121 welcomes newcomers to come and spend the night tonight."

"With that body, it might not be possible to live until tomorrow."

"Hahaha, last time the newcomer was fucked by more than a dozen people on the first night, he died that night, and it didn't end after he died. Come on, big brother treats you to a lollipop."

"Uncle, please eat ham sausage, it will spit water on you."

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Immediately, everyone in this area burst into laughter, all those who were mocking, laughing, and harboring malicious intentions.

Wu Ming's footsteps paused slightly, a little disgusted, but his expression was still calm.

The prison guard took Wu Ming for a long walk, when the bell rang.

"Boom boom boom——"

Accompanied by the excited laughter of those prisoners.

"The only fun in my mother's day is waiting for the bell to ring."

"Come and see, there is a newcomer here, forget about waiting for him to go to the room, it doesn't matter anyway."

"Isn't he pretty good looking? I heard that on the first night, I met the Explosive Wolf on the second floor. That impotent thing was just beaten and thrown down the stairs."

"Hey old policeman, let's play with him, we won't die."

The prison guard looked at the prisoners who were walking towards Wu Ming, and frowned slightly, "Okay, you should go to work today, it's still a question whether the newcomers can live to the third floor for you."

"If you send it to the third floor, you still won't survive, okay?"

"Come here, old police, smoke a cigarette, we're just joking with the newcomers, it won't be too much."

Surrounded by the group of prisoners, the prison guard took a few steps to the side. He glanced at the prison guard who had nothing to do with him and Wu Ming who was surrounded by the crowd. He was silent for a while and took the cigarette in his hand. They all turned a blind eye.

Instead, it was Wu Ming. He looked at a group of malicious people around him, and took a few steps back. Behind him was the railing. At his waist, there were many tables below. It seemed to be a cafeteria. Wu Ming took a look and then looked away.

"Newcomer, come on, uncle treats you to a lollipop, okay?"

Wu Ming closed his eyes slightly, frowned and climbed up the railing, reaching out to pat those who tried to touch him.

"This is the first floor. The bottom is not very high. You won't die if you jump down. It's even more pitiful to become disabled by then."

"What's wrong with being disabled, anyway, it doesn't affect our happiness."

"Jump, jump."

"Jump, jump, jump!"

This is a large square building, and there are many people standing on the railing upstairs watching him, almost crowded with people watching him, laughing and amused continuously.

"Jump down, jump down!"

"Push down if you don't jump!"

"Becoming crippled becomes crippled!"

The prison guard became excited when he saw this group of people, and he was slightly displeased, "I said, you all go to work for me!"

He picked up the electric baton and rapped heavily on the railing, as if there was some warning.

Unexpectedly, the group of prisoners started booing immediately.

"Let him dance, old policeman, what's the matter, prisoners haven't had fun in a long time."

A more mature-looking prison guard came over and said softly, and patted the prison guard on the shoulder, "Anyway, you won't die if you jump down, even if you die, you'll be fine."

Wu Ming looked around, all he felt was malice.

Upstairs, downstairs, at the railing, someone even started to push him down.

Wu Ming closed his eyes and fell directly from the railing. He would grasp the strength to make his head face the ground, so the possibility of his death was as high as 80.00%.

"Wow--"

"It's that psychopath on the seventh floor."

"Damn, this newcomer doesn't know if it's luck or bad luck."

"Dead or not, let me see!"

Listening to the sounds constantly coming from around, Wu Ming could clearly feel that he had entered into an embrace. He opened his eyes and looked at the other party without sadness or joy.

He was a very handsome man, with blond hair and blue eyes, and he looked so handsome even in this kind of place.

The man seemed to have just picked him up, and then let him go, causing him to fall to the ground.

Wu Ming vaguely heard the sound of bones breaking. His body was very uncomfortable and painful, and his eyes were even black, but he couldn't faint, because after he fainted, he knew very well what was waiting for him. Now he , has become weak to this point.

Stretching out his hand, Wu Ming grabbed the man's trousers tremblingly, then got up and knelt by his feet, he raised his head to look at the man, then leaned down and kissed the back of the man's hand hanging beside him humbly. The obvious show of weakness and flattery immediately made the surroundings lively again.

Wu Ming lowered his eyes and didn't care about the voices around him. He couldn't hold on for long. Besides, it was much better to be a plaything of a powerful person than a plaything of a group of lowly people.

Even though he wanted to die just like that.

Wu Ming raised his head to look at him, the man just looked at him calmly, without any emotion in his eyes, it seemed that Wu Ming was just a dead thing in his eyes.

Wu Ming's gaze was very pure, he was thinking, if the man doesn't help him, then he will leave this world, at most he will die at the time, and he doesn't want to continue anymore.

No matter who is gone, even the system that hates him has abandoned him.

After a while, the man bent down and picked him up, and the prisoners immediately started making noises one after another, even hiding some malice and schadenfreude.

The corner of Wu Ming's mouth hooked slightly, and then he couldn't bear it anymore and fainted into the man's arms.

Inexplicably, Wu Ming felt that this man made him feel very safe. He felt very safe, and even relaxed his whole body.

He slept for a day, and it was already evening when he woke up again. The blood-red sunset was so beautiful outside the small iron window. Wu Ming had seen many sunsets and sunrises, and there were some that were redder and hotter than this.

He looked around, it was a very simple room, although it was very dilapidated, but it was better than clean.

"Squeak-"

At this time, the door opened, and the man appeared outside the door, took a look at Wu Ming, walked directly to a small table, picked up a water bottle and took a sip.

He is a very attractive man, at least Wu Ming thinks so.

"My name is Wu Ming." Wu Ming looked at him and said.

This world is too bad, Wu Ming actually doesn't really want to stay.

"Case." The man returned.

"Thank you for saving me. From now on, I'm yours." Wu Ming slowly half-kneeled towards Case, obviously showing weakness in submission.

"Cough, cough—" It's just that his body moved a little bit, and he began to cough weakly.

A weak body, a disgusting environment, and a lowly status all made Wu Ming unbearable. He had already forgotten when he was so lowly last time, but if he chose to leave this world so quickly, it would cause damage to his soul. The second injury needs to be endured for at least three months.

After three months, Wu Ming felt that if he didn't please Case, he might not be able to survive for three days.

Thinking of this, Wu Ming looked towards Case, but the other party directly went into the small bathroom next to him. There was a simple shower in it. Of course, there would be no hot water service.

"Crash-"

The sound of water layer after layer made Wu Ming a little dazed. His eyes hurt a little, and his ankle bones also hurt a little. He felt that all of this was too bad.

Sitting on the ground, Wu Ming raised his head and looked at the small window again. The red glow on it began to disappear little by little, and the sun should have started to set. He was still very glad that this was not a supernatural world, although this situation He still hates it too.

"Dada——" Case came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. He wrapped a white bath towel around his waist. After a long time, he put a yellowed towel around his neck, and he didn't even give Wu Ming a look.

He walked in front of the table, took out the lighter and the cigarette, lit it, and took a puff. There was even a trash can under the small table.

"Do you want to die?" Case asked with a breath.

Wu Ming thought for a while, then shook his head, "I don't think so for now."

"Do you want to live?"

Wu Ming paused, seemingly helpless, "I don't really want to."

Case exhaled a puff of smoke, which blurred his expression. He seemed to be looking at Wu Ming, but he didn't seem to be looking at Wu Ming.

"Look at me with the same gaze before." Case said suddenly.

Wu Ming was stunned for a while, and turned his head to the side, as if he didn't understand. The previous gaze, was he surrounded by all the prisoners and could only choose to rely on his gaze? It's not difficult.

After sorting out his emotions, Wu Ming put that gaze on Case, and he looked into Case's eyes.

After a while, Case frowned slightly, "It's not like this."

"Like, look forward to, yearn for, or depend on, be attached to, I don't know which one you want."

Case's eyes darkened, as if he didn't know which one he wanted.

A cigarette ended in Case's contemplation. He extinguished the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can. He threw the handkerchief around his neck to Wu Ming, "Wipe it dry for me."

With a completely commanding tone, Wu Ming obediently took the veil and stood behind Case, drying Case's hair bit by bit and gently.

His strength is very weak, but it doesn't make you feel powerless, and his movements are obviously very gentle, but it's just a little strange.

In fact, Wu Ming has not served anyone for a long time. Those lovers in the past wanted to show their hearts to him. How could they be willing to let him do something, let alone dry someone's hair. In the past, they even took a shower. He didn't even have to lift a finger.

Neither of them spoke. Wu Ming didn't want to talk at first, but Keith had always been a man of few words. After drying his hair, Wu Ming kept tidying up the broken hair with his fingers, then lowered his eyes and took the veil away. Went into the bathroom to wash and hang up.

When he came out again, Case also changed his clothes. The sun had completely set, and the surroundings were in darkness. There were no lights in this cell, only the lights above the corridor, which were sprinkled in pieces. Whenever night came, it would be dark. When the darkness of this prison begins.

Those groans.Moaning, violence, beatings, insults, and trampling are happening day after day. This is a place full of crimes.

But strangely, the seventh floor was very quiet.

Case seemed to be drawing something with his notebook. Wu Ming looked at Case occasionally, and then he realized that this was a very handsome man. It had nothing to do with appearance, but the charm that this person's soul was born with.

Wu Ming remembered that the system told him that ever since he started to reverse his own destiny, the people he met would no longer be ordinary people, because ordinary people are not worthy of being looked at by him, only those who stand on the top of every world People will be noticed by him and attracted by him.

But Wu Ming felt ironic again, isn't it the same?

After a while, Wu Ming squatted down slightly against the wall, covering his weak body. His soul was too weak. Originally, his soul was tightly entwined with the system, almost inseparable. The system was about to leave. He could only tear his soul apart alive. The result of the damage to his soul was that Wu Ming felt that his whole body had become mentally handicapped.

Biting his lip, Wu Ming suppressed the pain one by one, because even if he called out, no one would care about him. Case was a very indifferent person, Wu Ming could see it, but he was more indifferent than Case.

I don't know how long it took, Wu Ming vaguely watched the moonlight come out, the cold iron windows were glowing with light, he only took a few glances before fainting again.

He was too weak, leaning against the wall, the coolness rushed towards his body from all directions, but Wu Ming felt that it was quite good, at least it proved that he was still conscious.

The next day Wu Ming woke up leaning against the wall, and Case just came out of the bathroom with a few drops of water on his face, looking extraordinarily charming.

"Dong dong dong—" the bell began to ring again.

Those voices sounded vaguely from all directions, noisy, hip-hop, like wild animals being released from a cage.

Keith didn't even look at Wu Ming, and directly opened the prison door and went out from the room. Wu Ming thought for a while, and followed Keith with his weak body. His face was extremely pale, which was already a kind of Extremely abnormal and sick.

Going downstairs, the cafeteria, eating, some people jump in line, some people talk, and some people just pour the porridge from the bowl on the other person's head, many, many, this place is full of disgust.

But he didn't dare join Case's team. He leisurely ate porridge and took two steamed buns. Even though the surrounding tables were full of people, when Case sat down, the whole table was immediately scattered.

Wu Ming didn't have much appetite, he just wanted a bowl of porridge, and then sat cautiously beside Case, drinking in small sips with his head down. If his body didn't need to eat, Wu Ming didn't want to come down, he would rather be quiet Stay quietly in a small closed place, even a small dark room doesn't matter.

But the reality told him that this was impossible because he was a prisoner.

But Wu Ming felt that there must be something tricky in it, he should have committed the crime or framed him to come in, maybe he should find some previous evidence to clear himself up, but where can he go after he goes out.

Wu Ming put his eyes on Case again. For some reason, Case gave him a very strange feeling. It seemed that as long as he was by his side, he was safe. This kind of safety was not physical safety, but a kind of Ideology, reassuring and stuff like that.

Soon, Case finished eating, and these things seemed to be not enough for him, he frowned, watching Wu Ming only drank half of a bowl of porridge.

Wu Ming stopped eating and looked at Case. He didn't have a good appetite, but what he ate just now was enough to keep him from starving to death.

Case didn't say anything, he just picked up the napkin on the table and wiped the corners of his mouth, then got up and left without even putting the dinner plate into the big box next to him.

Wu Ming paused, got up and silently picked up Case's tableware, and put his drinks into the big box next to him. Someone would come to clean the tableware. Prisoners with physical disabilities or limited mobility could not do physical work. It will be arranged to do this tedious work.

After breakfast, the prisoners should be working. Wu Ming's face turned pale after only a few steps. Let alone working, he even wondered if his body was starting to break down. Otherwise, why did he feel weak? It's getting stronger and stronger. Could it be that this body can't last three months?

Because his steps were delayed for a while, Case quickly disappeared in front of his eyes. Wu Ming didn't stop, but still walked forward. He drowned.

"Wait, why, Case, who climbed up to the seventh floor, is not the same as us?" At this time, a man who was not easy to mess with came to stop Wu Ming.

Wu Ming raised his face and glanced at him. His face was very pale, and even his eyes were blurred. He seemed puzzled, and turned his head to look at the person who blocked him in puzzlement.

"Fuck, he looks pretty good, he didn't get fucked to death by Case last night." The man approached Wu Ming with a smile, and several men even followed him.

A prison guard nearby saw this scene, but quickly turned his eyes away. This kind of thing happens too much every day, so there is no need to waste time.

Wu Ming took two steps back slightly to distance himself.

"Why, I'm scared, didn't you jump off the building yesterday because you were so stubborn, but you continue to jump today." The man approached Wu Ming, stretched out his hand and grabbed Wu Ming.

Wu Ming thought he would be caught, so he narrowed his eyes and turned his head slightly. This body was already very weak, and there was no difference between being dead and not dying.

"Snapped."

Unexpectedly, Case came back, and he looked at the man with a bad expression on his face.

In just a second, he directly grabbed the man's head with his hands, and smashed it on the table next to him with all his strength, one after another.

"Bang bang bang—" the dining table was shaken and screamed.

The man's head was bleeding from the blow, and the blood stained a large area of ​​the table, and he seemed to be dead.

Only then did the prison guard frown, not because of that person, but because Case had soiled the table.

"Next time, you will wash all the tableware by yourself." The prison guard said, calling for people to come over and take the half-dead man out and throw it away, or bury it.

Some cleaners came over to clean up quickly, but after a few minutes, after a few pits on the table, it was completely impossible to see that someone had just been crushed to death here, and those prisoners continued to eat boringly, as if it had no effect at all.

Wu Ming looked at Case. Today, there should be no one with poor eyesight to trouble him again, but why did Case do this.

Case didn't even look at Wu Ming, turned around and continued to walk forward, Wu Ming quickened his pace to keep up.

Walking has become a very difficult thing for him, he has no way to do things, he can only quietly follow behind Case, and then watch Case do things.

The prison guards were probably a little jealous of Case, and turned a blind eye to Wu Ming's laziness.

After lunch, there will be an hour of rest time. Wu Ming followed Case back to the room. Case slept on the bed as if he was taking a nap. Wu Ming leaned against the wall, suppressing the feeling of being vain again. , Strange, why he feels that his soul is getting weaker and weaker, and even this body is no longer random.

Every step he took, every movement he made, became strenuous and even uncoordinated.

And at this time, those memories belonging to the original body suddenly began to burst into transmission.

Clutching his aching head, Wu Ming squatted down slowly against the wall, hugged himself tightly, and curled up in this inconspicuous corner.

Originally, Yuanchen was a very poor person, and was sold to a remote area when he was still a baby. The old couple bought Yuanchen, although they were not their own, they did their best to support him, and even sent Yuanchen to study.

Later, when Yuanzheng was 15 years old, the old couple passed away, and the relatives seized all the inheritance, and frankly said that Yuanzheng was not from their village, so he was not entitled to any inheritance.

Yuanshen began to live in a foreign country at the age of 15. When he came to the city, he did everything. He was silent, not talkative, and honest. This caused him to be bullied many times. In the end, it was because someone valued Yuanshen's appearance.

Because the original body is very similar to a person, a person who makes people feel a little frightened.

He found the original body and sent the person to that person. If nothing unexpected, this would lead to a case of exchanging the civet cat for the prince for many years. Afterwards, many things happened. During the appraisal, someone tampered with it, which is normal, and some people don't want him to go back, no matter whether he is real or not.

So Yuan body was put in prison, and even ordered from above to get rid of it as soon as possible.

Wu Ming covered his head, which was so painful that he was about to faint, aggrieved?Aggrieved, but there is no solution, because he is now a prisoner and in prison.

He didn't want to be here, it was too uncomfortable for him.

"Well—" Wu Ming bit his lip, and he didn't stop until he was bleeding.

He looked at Case, who had opened his eyes and looked at him expressionlessly.

"Help me, help me please." Wu Ming crawled towards Case, he had no strength at all, he couldn't even stand up.

He crawled to Case's side with his last breath, and then grabbed Case's trousers from behind, his eyes were full of tears, he didn't know if it was the pain or what.

"Help me, please... I can give you wealth... as long as I can give it..." Wu Ming looked at Case and said, he couldn't bear it anymore, the pain haunted him day and night , he is more uncomfortable than death.

He hadn't experienced this feeling for a long time. He had stood on the peak for so long that he had forgotten what it was like to fall to the bottom. It was something he couldn't bear anymore.

"Please... help me..." The corners of Wu Ming's mouth were covered with blood, and his mind began to blur when he saw Case.

Case lifted Wu Ming's chin, his expression hidden in the darkness, "What can you give me?"

"Me." Wu Ming said softly.

"What are you worth?"

Biting the tip of his tongue, Wu Ming made himself sober, "I am the son of Luo Dang, the son of the largest arms dealer Luo Dang."

Case's gaze narrowed slightly, "I've read the report, but you haven't."

"No, he's fake, I'm Luo Dang's biological son, otherwise I wouldn't have been framed to come here."

Case seemed to think about it for a while, until Wu Ming was about to faint before slowly opening his mouth, "How can you help me if you want me?"

The corner of Wu Ming's mouth twitched, and just as he was about to speak, a huge dizziness came over him, making him lose consciousness.

Wu Ming didn't wake up until night. After realizing that his body was not getting better day by day, Wu Ming frowned slightly. Could this body really support him for three months?

Case came in from the outside, his expression unchanged as before.

Only then did Wu Ming realize that he was sleeping on the bed. He turned over and wanted to get off, but he rolled out of the bed directly. The pain of being fell immediately swept his whole body.

Case passed him onto the bed, and said calmly, "Climb up by yourself."

Wu Ming stretched out his trembling hands, touched the edge of the bed, and then climbed up cautiously. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and after he got up, he slept quietly beside him, breathing very shallowly.

"Will you help me escape?" Wu Ming asked looking at the ceiling, his expression still calm.

"You won't live long, so what if you lie to me, after all, you're dead." Case just said what he wanted to say very bluntly, Wu Ming didn't live long, and when he saw Wu Ming Case knew it at the first glance, so he not only loathes Wu Ming's contact, but also feels that Wu Ming is a little pitiful.

He didn't want to have too much contact with a dead person, but Wu Ming wasn't dead after all, was he?

"Then you can take some interest and leave now." Wu Ming shifted his gaze to Case, he was neither sad nor happy, he got up slowly and approached Case, then reached out to take off his clothes, his body was very thin, There was a morbid paleness, but it had to be said that even though this body was so thin, it still had a kind of magical charm, which made people feel a little bit of charity.The pleasure of abuse.

Wu Ming approached Case, closed his eyes as if he wanted to kiss Case, and Case opened his mouth the moment he was about to meet.

"I have no interest in a dying body."

Wu Ming opened his eyes, distanced himself from Case, and then went back to put on his clothes silently. He didn't seem to be angry from embarrassment, it seemed that all emotions were annihilated on him.

"Yeah, maybe I will have nightmares in the future." Wu Ming tilted his head, not trying to laugh at himself.

For a long time, the room was silent for a long time.

"I'll help you." Case broke the silence suddenly.

"Okay." Wu Ming suddenly smiled. He didn't want to guess Case's intentions. It's not terrible to be used by others. What's terrible is that it's not even worth using.

Anyway, he is not a long-lived person.

If you want to go back, you have to escape from the prison first. What makes Wu Ming a little confused is that everyone here seems to be a little afraid of Case. Is it because of Case's ability or some other identity of Case? .

Wu Ming didn't really have the heart to think about this, he just thought this prison was disgusting and wanted to escape, and then find a quiet place to spend three months in peace.

But what Wu Ming didn't expect was that Case was faster than he imagined. On the third day, Case told him that they were going to escape.

The author has something to say: When I first wrote this piece, how should I put it, it happened to be the time when the article was cold to the North Pole not long after the article was published. Looking back now, it’s pretty good, right, I love you, kisses.