NO. Six Hundred and Fifty Alberta

In the hall, hundreds of prisoners stared blankly at Albert, as if they were frozen.

"Oh, hell, the quality of the D-class personnel this time doesn't seem to be very good." Albert swept the crowd casually. Originally, there were not many women on death row, let alone beautiful women. .

"Since this is the case, you, you, you... and you are all listed for me!" The wish was not fulfilled, Alberta had to curl his lips and select a few stronger male prisoners.

The person named came out reluctantly, followed Alberta to the corner of the hall, and only then did he clap his hands again and said to everyone, "Everyone, please be quiet!"

"Who are you and where are we?" However, before he could speak, a male prisoner in the crowd said loudly, "What are you going to do to us?"

"Quiet, quiet..." Albert pressed his hands down and made a quiet gesture, but after the prisoner finished speaking, the twelve immediately became noisy.

"Quiet, okay, be quiet, I need... if you can give me... be quiet! I told me to be quiet!" Alberta said impatiently, looking at everyone who was still questioning, "I said ...can you please...I said...you fucking shut up!"

Everyone was quiet.

"Phew! Okay, now that you've calmed down, you can start." Alberta breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm ordinary researcher Alberta, and by my side is junior researcher Stephen..." However, As soon as he said a few words, the crowd became a little noisy.

"I said you fucking shut up!"

Everyone quieted down again, Alberta rubbed his temples, and his tone became obviously impatient, "Okay, from today onwards, I will be your immediate boss. Maybe you want to know where you are now, but I'm sorry, I won't answer you because that's classified. Maybe you want to know who we are, but that's classified too. So, all I can tell you is that we're currently in a research base on some kind of project."

"Before, our soldiers should have asked you to sign an agreement. You have two choices, you can choose to stay in your cell and be hanged, or you can choose to volunteer for a month-long test, obviously , you both agree to cooperate, so you must..."

But before he could finish speaking, one of the prisoners immediately shouted, "No, I didn't sign this agreement, I don't agree!"

"What, you don't agree?" Alberta slapped his forehead hard and said with a headache, "Didn't I tell you? If you agree to participate,

You'll be free at the end of the month, but you idiot wouldn't agree? God..."

"You're a liar, we don't believe it!" the prisoner suddenly exclaimed.

"Guard, excuse me, guard!" Albert lost his patience completely. He looked at the two guards, pointed at the prisoner, and said, "Please take him back to the big team, I need a replacement, thank you."

It wasn't until the apparently disturbing prisoner was taken away that Alberta continued feebly, "As I said, if you pass the test, we'll release you at the end of the month. You know, if you're willing to fully assist us. ...sounds pretty good, doesn't it? Anyone else disagree? Well, let's go on, if you survive this month, you'll get..."

"Live this month? You mean this test is life-threatening?" But before he finished speaking, the crowd shouted again, and all the prisoners looked at Alberta vigilantly.

"No, of course it's not dangerous!" Alberta immediately shook his head like a rattle, trying to keep his voice over the other party's noise, and emphasized loudly, "You heard wrong, I said 'cooperation', not ' Live', get it? I mean... well, it's really a dangerous job, and that's why we're putting you guys on death row for this test, otherwise you think you guys Does the slag have any other use value?"

The prisoners in the crowd suddenly showed anger, and some of them said loudly, "Sir, what do you mean by danger?"

"The danger I'm talking about is..." Alberta paused and looked around, as if looking for something to use as a metaphor, before saying after a few seconds, "Uh... you can think of it as a bomb , after all, a bomb is a very dangerous thing, if you have nothing to do around it..."

"Oh my God, can we say no?" the prisoner exclaimed.

Alberta looked like an idiot, "No! You don't have the right to refuse, you may have to go around the bomb, but if you follow my instructions, you'll be safe, well, that's it!"

"And what about the people before us?" the prisoners continued to ask.

"Last batch of D-class personnel?" Alberta looked at the ceiling, "they...of course they were alive and well, none of them died, and they were all set free at the end of the month. I watched them run back to the In your own wilderness, it's like a group of cute, murderous kittens, haha!" Alberta firmly said, "As long as you do as we say, you can go home to see your wives and children... Well, Keshrak, you can't, you killed your wife and children."

Alberta looked at the prisoner with the word 'Keshrak' on his chest, showing a regretful expression, "Okay, I will continue to inform everyone, after I finish speaking, you will go to the house next to the hall. inside, where your wrists and chests get tattooed with your respective numbers, and it hurts a bit, but once you... um? Why your chest? Well, in an explosion, on your chest The meat is most likely to remain intact."

"Wow!" The prisoners suddenly exploded.

"Hahahaha! I'm joking! Of course, I'm joking!" Before waiting for the crowd to burst into an uproar, Alberta burst into laughter, bending over to explain, "Yes, I promise! This kind of thing It's very, very difficult to happen, we haven't had an explosion in half a month!"

"Wow!" The crowd exclaimed again, causing other prisoners and guards to look here frequently.

Zhang Heng stood beside Alberta, dumbfounded. This Alberta researcher is really...

"Hahaha, look at him!" Zhang Heng suddenly felt his shoulders heavy again, and saw Alberta bent over, put one hand on his shoulder, and pointed at the blue-faced prisoner giggling, "He thought I was Seriously, hahahaha!"

"Are you sure you're just joking?" The prisoners breathed a sigh of relief.

Alberta shook her head, barely standing upright, "No, you guys get your number tattooed on your chest, it's not a joke. Well, at the end of the month you can ask for it to be removed if you want... no, this No money, it's a painless procedure, don't worry."

Seeing Alberta playing with the group of people, Zhang Heng stepped forward speechlessly and took the other's words, "Everyone, after you get the tattoos, you will be escorted to a special custody area, where you will spend a period of time. months, and is on call at any time to cooperate with our testing program.”

"Yeah, that's it," Alberta said quickly, "this is not a prison, we don't want anything in prison to happen, if you bully someone, you're going to be sent back to death row. If you insult us, You too will be sent back to death row. Yes, I mean it this time! Take it easy, a month of testing, and then you'll be free. Don't ruin the chance."

"Okay, guards, please escort them away, okay, thank you very much!" Before everyone could speak, Alberta turned and walked out of the hall, cursing in a low voice, "This wave is me. The most naughty, stinky class of D-class I've ever seen, damn..."

With that said, Alberta turned to look at Zhang Heng who was following him, and said fiercely, "Mr. Stephen, when these people are 'released', remember to notify me, I want to see what they were like at that time. expression."

"Okay, Mr. Alberta."