Chapter 753 Disgusting Material Enjoyment

Huang Ji fell to the ground intact, and after the strength of Zuomen's escort disappeared, he felt oppressed by the super strong atmospheric pressure.

He was on the shore of a dark sea, and the sea wind blowing in front of him was so strong that it actually rolled Huang Ji to the ground.

The atmospheric pressure here is twice that of the earth, with a wind speed of more than 300 kilometers per hour blowing all year round, and because there are no stars, the whole world presents a groggy appearance, only relying on the glow of the bright nebula belt in space for illumination.

Huang Ji turned around and ran along the direction of the wind, the strong wind propelled him, galloping like flying.

Strictly speaking, this is Gaia star, the force field in the environment maintains the basic needs of life, and enables most oxidative races to survive.

Of course, it is just barely surviving. After all, people at low altitudes may die of altitude sickness if they go to high altitudes.

Huang Ji's fragile body at this moment feels oppressed and painful all the time.

"Occasionally, it's 60 kilometers away from me. At my current speed, I have to run continuously for two hours..."

Huang Ji knew that he was short of time, and he had to escape from prison within three days, otherwise the prophet Kongwei would send someone to kill him. Now he has no ability to resist at all.

"Huh!" He operated his high-energy brain, and the thick gas flames flickering with electric arcs enveloped Huang Ji, and a huge force shook him downwards. Huang Ji soared into the sky and reached a height of more than 300 meters.

The billowing hot air was reinforced like wings and wrapped around Huang Ji's body. He opened his arms and soared with the wind, like a glider.

"It's been a long time since I've been weak. Just jumping into the air hurt me."

Huang Ji looked at his severely bruised, bruised muscles, and dull pain in his legs, and mobilized wisps of weak electric arc energy, which penetrated from the brain and traveled all over the body.

While removing blood stasis and conditioning from the inside, it also stimulates additional muscle growth and nerve extension.

His head was smoking, and his whole body was as hot as being in a stove.

Even though he has a high-energy brain, capable of electromagnetic induction, energy control, force field protection, and super-speed thinking... But his body is the simplest of ordinary people, unable to support and withstand the use of such a powerful brain.

Although the maximum energy output is 3.6 billion joules, it uses a little less, and it is almost impossible to replenish. If you are not careful, you will hurt yourself, and even blow yourself into mud.

Therefore, energy cannot pass through the body, and when it soars, Huang Ji's forehead suddenly cracks, and a vertical pupil-like crystal bulges out.

This third eye is an external extension of the high-energy brain, through which energy is output, and it can do its utmost not to hurt itself.

"call out!"

Huang Ji glides 60 kilometers away, accidentally wondering that several large pits have been dug at this moment, a lot of minerals have been collected, and he is refining something.

"Huang Ji!" He was very happy to see Huang Ji strangely by chance.

He chose the same 'Earthman Prison Uniform' as Huang Ji, and the template was exactly the Miao woman that Huang Ji didn't want.

"Come with me, throw away all these things, we don't need to refine these basic materials..." Huang Ji didn't land, and still maintained a gliding posture, and motioned for Occasionally to keep up.

Occasionally, I was surprised to learn something, and soared in the air, thinking to myself: "This is not a natural planet. Every atom here has been quantum etched. Every sand and stone are equivalent to micron materials. I have the confidence to make a planet. Here comes the spaceship."

Huang Ji shook his head and said, "You can't escape from prison like this. First, we don't have time to start building spaceships from ore."

"Secondly, the planet's atmosphere, ocean, land, and magma are four quantum sentinels respectively. Although they are all sleeping and don't monitor us at all, as long as you escape in a spaceship, you will definitely wake them up."

"Third, the reason why I said that there is no need to refine basic materials is that...you can buy them here."

Occasionally, I was surprised and stunned: "Can I buy it? Where can I buy it?"

Huang Ji smiled and said: "There are many prisoners who have been imprisoned for tens of thousands of years. A group of primitive people can develop a brilliant civilization for 10,000 years, let alone a group of Taiwei Chinese?"

"There is a supply point not far ahead,

A hundred kilometers further north of the supply point is the 'hell kingdom' that rules this planet, a beautiful metropolis built by all kinds of prisoners! "

"What!" I was stunned by chance. Even if a group of prisoners of unified force and civilization turned into primitive creatures and thrown on a barren planet, they could quickly create a prosperous world.

It doesn't take tens of thousands of years at all, just a few decades is enough to travel in space.

But the prison guards don't care?

"Then what kind of prison is this? It's too free to start with a planet and do whatever you want." Occasionally said strangely.

There is also a similar Nebula Hell in the Galaxy, but it is not so free. First of all, prisoners have jobs and need various kinds of labor, and they must hand in enough products within the specified time. Secondly, the warden will regularly sweep the place of detention, and if he sees any illegal items, he will be looted, and then the builder will be imprisoned.

According to what Huang Ji said, it seems that technology can be developed at will here?

Huang Ji looked up at the sky and said: "It's not just developing casually. The development of technology that improves life is allowed, but any production that strengthens and transforms the body, as well as weapons, mechas and spaceships that destroy the world at every turn, is not allowed to be produced."

"Even if you find a way to bypass all restrictions and fly into space, it doesn't make any sense in front of the four quantum sentinels."

"Didn't you just say that every sand and stone here has been quantum etched? So that the quality improvement is comparable to micron materials."

"Of course, because everything here is equivalent to the physical substance of the quantum sentinel. Unless the era of unified force is reached and these imprints are erased, even if the spaceship is built, the sentinel will be able to condense on the spaceship built by the prisoners. Take shape!"

Occasionally, he said strangely and solemnly: "I discovered before that these substances cannot be used to strengthen genes and transform this fragile life form. It turns out that they are already someone else's body."

"What can and cannot be made by the substances on this planet, I'm afraid it has been set long ago. Certain substances are absolutely not allowed to be synthesized, so certain technologies are equivalent to being locked."

"And the things that are created, no matter what they are, can be easily recycled by others."

"Understood, if you want to escape from prison, you must first solve these four sentinels."

This move alone almost eliminates the possibility of jailbreak. Taiweihua's Galaxy Development Project has made all planetary materials into materials for quantum god cores.

This looks like a planet, but in fact every atom is a machine that people can control remotely.

"Scrub!"

The two flew for a long time, and finally came to the so-called supply station.

A large area of ​​white and clean buildings stands on the open land here, and the wind and sand blowing will not make the town dusty at all. This is the use of some simple nanotechnology.

And through the windows of some buildings, you can see that the interior of the house is beautifully decorated, gorgeous and tidy.

On the roof, there are also prisoners wearing exquisite and close-fitting coats, having picnics in the open air, eating and drinking.

A large plate of well-cooked monsters squeaked and smelled fragrant, and it weighed more than six tons!

After eating to his heart's content, he picked up a bucket of nutritious drink next to him and took a few big gulps. The refreshing smell spread with the wind, covering hundreds of meters in radius.

In the sky above the town, a large white ball of light was suspended, and a dozen strange-looking creatures were sitting around it, chatting with bitterness and hatred on their faces.

Suddenly they waved their hands at the big white light ball, and all kinds of food came down with the light and fell in front of them.

There are hundreds of these white light spheres on the entire planet, which are dedicated to supplying basic needs such as food for prisoners.

More than a dozen prisoners even exchanged virtual devices, showing a projection in front of them!

But after looking at it twice, he walked away dully. Some picked up a device that seemed to be a virtual game, and after wearing it, they shut themselves in place.

Some entered a building that seemed to be a large stadium, built a monster on the spot, and started fighting wildly with each other.

Some people sent the exchanged food into a building with adjustable environment and raised it.

Others picked up a simple knife and chiseled the cliff. There was already a seventeen-kilometer-long majestic relief corridor on that cliff. I don't know how many years he had been chiseling.

What's more, standing in front of a huge sand table covered by a light curtain, pointing fingers and arguing endlessly.

The sand table covers an area of ​​3,000 square kilometers, but inside it seems to be another piece of heaven and earth, where many animals are bred, and even intelligent races with a height of one millimeter are densely packed, creating a tiny prosperous country.

In such a scene, there seems to be a leisurely and comfortable vacation atmosphere.

In this regard, I was occasionally surprised, with a strange look on my face.

He had robbed a prison in the galaxy before, and had seen the scene of hell full of labor and pressure.

Yinhe prisoners work eight hours a day, year after year, whether they are sick or injured, they will be cured quickly and continue to work.

I can't eat well, and I can't sleep well. Food can only be produced by robots. The same food tastes the same every time. The average private living space is only 10,000 cubic meters. All household equipment and travel vehicles are outdated products of the nanometer era. Smart butlers are so stupid that they can’t even look at their faces, and their comforting words are the same.

During the rest time, you may encounter bullying from the warden or other prisoners. Entertainment is only in the virtual world of the stand-alone version, or the internal network of the prison.

In the public knowledge reading room, each person only has a quota of 70 hours per year. The only thing that is oddly consoling to chance is that there is the best in-prison research institute that allows prisoners to make scientific contributions to reduce their sentences.

In his opinion, the Hell of the Crab Nebula in the Milky Way is the real place of suffering for prisoners.

What is this in front of you?

Prisoners in Taiweihua even built towns, breeding, cooking, leisure, art creation, entertainment competitions, and even cultivating sand table civilization at will.

Without any labor tasks, Freedom is like coming here for vacation.

"So free and undisciplined, is this also called hell?"

"Didn't Zumen say that if we are trapped in a weak body, it will naturally be hell? I thought I was struggling to survive here and endured the oppression of nature. I didn't expect to be able to exchange materials at will and build at will?"

Occasionally, I couldn't help complaining about being strange, Zuomen said that this is hell, how can it look like hell at all? At least you have to work every day, doing the work of a robot, is it meaningful to serve a sentence?

Huang Ji was very calm, he already knew this, and said calmly: "This so-called hell is mainly aimed at Taiwei Chinese."

"Life at this moment is actually the greatest punishment for them. If the model of Galaxy is reproduced, there is no point in serving the sentence, because it is too much, and they would rather choose the death penalty."

The spiritual civilization construction of Taiwei Chinese is extremely high, and they can communicate with each other over a distance with spiritual power, forming a network of imaginative worlds.

It seems that one by one is living like a stone, which seems boring, but in fact, the spiritual world is extremely vast and rich, and the life is more fulfilling than anyone else.

Physical movement is almost meaningless to them, external senses will not cause them to secrete any hormones, Taiwei Chinese have no hormones at all.

Anything that indirectly leads to self-influenced pulses of the thinking organs through external stimuli, and then indirectly affects the positive fluctuations of consciousness, is collectively referred to as low-level pleasures.

The upper limit of the "feeling" that can be created by spiritual power is 10 to the 28th power of any physiological reaction.

In the eyes of the Chinese people in Taiwei, the life of BMW, luxury cars and feasting is like a joke, no, it is pain, it is the uncomfortable and boring that makes people vomit.

Immersed in the spiritual world like an old monk in meditation, thinking about issues that are meaningful to civilization, while the body maintains low-entropy operation and does not do unnecessary things. This is a high-end, elegant, and high-quality state of life.

However, coming here, that kind of "three high" life has been deprived.

Trapped in a primitive body, dropped into the age of hormonal sensuality.

The integration of the spiritual power of the soul is also shut down, and the thinking ability is also suppressed. Everyone loses the fun of the spiritual world and returns to the suffering of flesh and blood. This is already a very unbearable pain.

If they have to be tortured physically, then they will feel that life is meaningless.

It is almost equivalent to depriving a person of all social significance on earth, distorting his personality to the point of severe depression, and then chopping off his hands and gouging his eyes...forced to work...

"Occasionally, it's strange. Don't look at them as if they are free and comfortable, but in fact, they are all bitter and bitter, and they are not happy at all."

"Their powerful spiritual world feels disgusted and disgusted in the face of all these so-called entertainment, art, food and wine."

"But without these external stimuli, their physiological organs would be unbearable, which is equivalent to double torture, so no matter how disgusting they are, they can only pinch their noses and reluctantly carry out these boring, nauseating primitive lives full of hormone collisions. "

Huang Ji's words were just a start, and he had already figured it out by accident.

He said with a smirk: "I remembered that the Taiwei Chinese have very great spiritual needs, which are brought about by the technological transformation of their spiritual power, while their physical needs are almost zero."

"They think this is a realm of a truly advanced civilization. Hehe, the stronger they are, the weaker they are. They can't even bear this emptiness. I think it is an advanced and fallen civilization."

Huang Ji fell from the sky and said, "You don't have to make sarcastic remarks, any transformation has advantages and disadvantages."

"The hell life you have seen in the galaxy is as good as it is in primitive society."

"If you are forced to live a life of primitive civilization, you can't stand it."

Occasionally, he said strangely and firmly: "Adapting to the environment is the basic quality of civilization. I admit that I can't explore the unknown. I can't bear the days of scientific research and experiments."

"But I will break that shackles and step into the unknown, or die."

Huang Ji came to the energy barrier covering the town: "They are the same, all the prisoners here are talents, and they want to escape from prison all the time."

"If there is a chance to realize their value, even if it means death, they are willing to fight."

While speaking, Huang Ji put his hand on the energy shield.

Not long after, a brown-skinned prisoner lifted a corner of the energy shield.

Fluorescent tattoos appeared on his body, shining brightly.

This is a language, but to greet Huang Ji.

"Here's a newcomer again, what happened?"

Huang Ji's throat vibrated, "Illegal fighting."

"How many did you kill?" Seeing that he communicated with voice, the other party also switched to sound waves.

Huang Ji spread his hands and said, "I didn't kill him."

"Ah? Then how did you end up in hell?" A dozen or so prisoners not far away were stunned. They were imprisoned in Ring Nebula Hell for an illegal fight. Was this revenge?

Huang Ji said calmly: "The Poor Ghost Group suspects that I am a spy working for a civilization outside the group."

As soon as these words came out, the brown-skinned prisoner instantly grabbed Huang Ji's neck, and said in a low voice, "Then you are?"

Huang Ji's neck snapped and his body drooped like mud.

But in the next second, the third eye on his forehead burst out with golden light.

The brown-skinned prisoner let out a scream, and threw Huang Ji down with a soft hand, half kneeling on the ground, covering his head and wailing in pain.

Although the race chosen by this prisoner has a much stronger body than humans, it is still just an ordinary primitive creature after all.

Without strengthening the body or making weapons, fighting can only rely on everyone's high-energy brains. They are both below the hydrogen level, and everyone's abilities are similar. Huang Ji beat them like he beat his grandson.

The rest of the prisoners all stood up, the big ball of light above their heads shone with white light, and immediately lowered all kinds of metal cold weapons.

"Finally a great newcomer has arrived!"

A tall and strong creature like a giant bear walked over, covered in hair as hard as steel needles, and carried a huge metal hammer on its shoulder.

This seems to be a cold weapon, but it was also strengthened by them to bypass various restrictions.

There is a special gravity suppressor inside, which can make the metal hammer only have one ten-thousandth of the weight in his hand!

But the mass will not change, it is 100,000 kilograms, and the kinetic energy is huge when swung at high speed.

But it weighs only ten kilograms in the hand, and it can be swung like the wind with ease, which is equivalent to a special labor-saving weapon!

"Three-eyed monster, if you go to hell, you have to honestly confess your crimes!"

"There is no forgiveness for betraying civilization. If the poor ghost group doesn't kill you, I will kill you!"

The giant bear creature roared, swung its sledgehammer and charged like a spinning top.

The air was torn apart by the huge kinetic energy, crying and screaming, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air.

Huang Ji sniffed the faint fishy wind coming towards him, squatted halfway, and slowly held a long and narrow piece of quartz rock with his palm.

He raised the sole of his foot lightly, and then stepped on it suddenly, his figure suddenly changed from extremely static to extremely dynamic!

The third eye burst out a golden shock wave, and the opponent seemed to be hit hard, and his huge body trembled violently.

In the next second, under the gaze of everyone, Huang Ji quickly passed by the giant bear creature.

"Snapped!"

As soon as the figures staggered, Huang Ji stopped. Whether it was knees or shoulders, the muscles were torn, and blood dripped out.

The arm was broken at an acute angle, and the bones pierced the skin.

He shook his head slightly, this was all caused by his excessive force, he straightened his bones casually, the three eyes nourished the biological energy, stimulated the nodes, and accelerated the healing.

And the giant bear creature with a fierce face swooped out following the inertia and stuck to the ground. Then landed and slid, squirting blood while sliding.

There is a twisted knife mark on his body, not only external injuries, but also internal injuries.

The bystanders were slightly surprised: "Xi Li was defeated in an instant. This rookie is so powerful, I don't even understand how he lost."

"I understand a little bit. This three-eyed monster has perfect control over its body, and can instantly exert the power to twist its own body. Moreover, his control over energy does not seem to be affected by the fettered body at all."

The group of prisoners fell silent, realizing that Huang Ji was not like a rookie who could be kneaded by others.

Generally speaking, older prisoners have a great advantage. It is not allowed to strengthen the body, mainly to prevent them from breaking the shackles of the body, suppressing the action of hormones, and even developing an instrument that can lift the shackles of the soul, and the upper limit of the recovery strength is 28 times the physiological power of 10 times the spiritual perception.

The second is to prevent excessive cannibalism. If someone builds a super-powerful mecha and kills all directions and annihilates everyone's high-energy brains, it will be bad. Going to hell is a prison sentence, not a death sentence.

However, some 'small plug-ins' are still possible, just like the 'labor-saving magic weapon', which is a gravity suppressor, but it turns out to be a cold weapon... In the eyes of a group of smart and knowledgeable people, there are many ways to indirectly strengthen strength.

The guy named Xili is already one of the famous prison tyrants on this planet. He is full of tiny equipment and extremely powerful in combat. He did not expect to be completely abused by Huang Ji.

"Hee hee hee, do you want to win against Emperor Ziwei with this strength advantage? It's just a dream!" Occasionally smiled strangely, not surprised by this scene.

Huang Ji can win five levels behind Yake, let alone this small scene?

These Taiweihua prisoners may have been particularly powerful in their heyday, criss-crossing the galaxy, and they may even be giants of the underworld.

But after being weakened to this point, they are very uncomfortable, and none of them can use the tricks in their heads, and they have never experienced low-energy combat at all!

A group of races who were born at the age of three and were above level 40 were reincarnated in reptile-like weak creatures, not to mention how awkward, in Huang Ji's eyes, there were so many flaws.

On the other hand, Huang Ji is like a fish in water, he set foot on the galaxy all the way from his infancy.

"It's just a small injury, you can heal it with your own medicine." Huang Ji took out a bottle of medicine from Xili's waist, and poured it on his wound.

Not long after, his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.

By the way, Huang Ji also wiped some on himself.

Hot weapons for fighting can't be made, but the technology for healing and healing can be produced casually here.

The white light ball can even be exchanged for a new shackle body. If the old one can't move, or the body is blown up, only a high-energy brain is left, and a new body can be exchanged.

"Go away! Betrayer of civilization, if you have the ability to annihilate my brain, I don't want to live anymore." Xili didn't appreciate it, and looked at Huang Ji contemptuously.

Occasionally, he was strange and speechless: "Huang Ji is not a Taiwei Chinese, who did he betray?"

The prisoners were taken aback, and only then did they realize that the two newcomers were of different races, which is rare.

"Which constellation do you belong to?" Ciri shouted.

Huang Ji walked under the white light sphere, browsed through the exchange through the electromagnetic wave connection, and said, "I am from the Milky Way, and I am one of the ambassadors of the Milky Way. My crime is a misunderstanding. Instead, it is your prophet of civilization, from the Straw Hat Stars."

The other prisoners on the side were overjoyed, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, I guess, you Galactics don't want to plot to assassinate the Prophet and destroy our civilization, but the plot was exposed by the Poor Ghost Group or stopped... Then Be regarded as a spy dog ​​of an alien civilization?"

"Yeah, it's this piss. The poor ghost group is worried about the threat of civilization outside the group all day long. In order to maintain the status of the group leader of civilization, they have the prophet's dispensation and the right to violent inspection. Ever since they knew that the two big star groups next door are coveting After this galaxy group, they are looking for spies every day."

"You dare to assassinate the Prophet, isn't this a shotgun? The Poor Ghost Group must label you as spies outside the group! No injustice! No injustice!"

"What are you talking about! How do you know it's a label? Maybe the Milky Way is really colluding with civilizations outside the group? This kind of thing is better than letting it go! Otherwise, it will be another plague of the ancients, and another catastrophe of the Phoenix. !"

"Yes, let me say that anyone who is suspected will be executed! It's so safe and secure!"

They talked a lot, because their criminal careers were different, and they had different evaluations of the Poor Ghost Group.

Some think that Huang Ji may be wronged, while others think that the Poor Ghost Group should have substantial evidence.

But no matter what, it has nothing to do with them, trapped in this place, they can't do anything.

It is also true that Huang Ji said that the prophet is a matter of spies, which was directly ignored.

Huang Ji smiled lightly: "Forget it, the matter of the prophet is too far away from you, let me tell you something you care about..."

"For example, take this thing out..."

While speaking, his high-energy brain fluctuated violently, and then a ring popped out from the third eye, emitting a shimmering light and falling into Huang Ji's palm.

Seeing this scene, there was an uproar at the scene, and Ciri, who was lying on the ground and seriously injured, jumped up!

The prisoner eating barbecue on the roof in the distance jumped off the building on the spot, rolling and crawling towards him.

There were people in all directions, all the prisoners from the supply station flocked to surround Huang Ji, looking at that ring in disbelief.

The soul shackles, the device that suppresses their super-dimensional communication, shackles their spiritual perception, and restricts the functions of the thinking energy body in all directions, has been taken out.

"How is it possible that you cracked this damn thing! How did you do it?"

Huang Ji shrugged and said, "You can't crack it because you don't know how to crack it. I can take it out because I know how to take it out."

"Nonsense!" roared the prisoners, and it was pure nonsense!

As everyone knows, Huang Ji's 'knowing' is a kind of ability in itself.

The soul shackles must be taken out after the prisoner is released after serving his sentence. There are many ways to obtain them, and most of them require specific instruments. The bones come out like handcuffs'.

It's just that Tai Weihua hasn't invented this method yet!

For Huang Ji, there are objectively several solutions to a lock. Others need to invent one by one, and he can find all of them directly, as long as its principle does not exceed Huang Ji's cognition.

That's why I said: I know the 'knowledge', but you don't know the 'knowledge'.

It's that simple.

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