Chapter 725 District 23 [Happy New Year's Eve]

The exterior of Prison No. 444 is a huge old cardboard box, with the same earthy yellow color as the old cardboard box. It is 10 kilometers long, 7 kilometers wide, and 5 kilometers high, floating quietly in space.

The Cat's Paw landed in the dock above the prison. From a distance, it looks like a cat's paw scratching the shell of a cardboard box.

In the previous conversation with Irene, Malu had learned that the warden of Prison No. 444, Juven, is an absolute cat lover. He has more than 300 cats.

This is why there are many cat-related peripherals in the prison, and even the spacecraft is in the shape of a cat's paw.

Juven himself, like 33, is a vampire, a long-lived race that can be ranked alongside werewolves in the multiverse. Juven has been in charge of Prison No. 444 for more than 300 years and is the absolute ruler of Prison No. 444.

Here, his words are more effective than the laws of the Major League.

Soon after the spaceship landed, the hatch opened and a team of prison guards were waiting there. All other prisoners were taken away by the team of prison guards, but Malu was left behind.

After that, he was taken into a small room alone, first underwent a physical examination and disinfection, and then a man with glasses came in to ask about his basic situation.

Then Malu was taken to a machine that looked like a Da Vinci surgical robot. Two guards pressed his head on the machine, and then Malu felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and something metal pierced into his cervical vertebrae.

"Okay, you have been injected with a micro-bomb with a positioning function. Unless you are participating in fishing activities, as long as you leave the prison, the chip will be automatically detonated, and then your head will... bang!"

Malu raised his head and found that Jose had come to him again without knowing when, looking at him with malicious eyes.

"Your criminal record has been officially included in Prison No. 444. From now on, you are a prisoner of this prison."

"Thank you, I was planning to stay here for a while." Malu stroked his neck, and the wound had already scabbed.

"You will not stay for a while," Jose sneered, "Your crime is sneaking into the prison and inciting rebellion. The sentence is 999 trillion years. You will be imprisoned in this prison until you turn into a pile of dry bones."

"Really? My sentence is longer than the guy who destroyed a planet?"

Jose bent down and leaned close to Malu's ear, "This is your punishment. I don't know why I didn't like you from the first time I saw you. You lack due respect for me, this prison, and the great warden Juventus. I especially hate your nonchalant attitude.

"You should be scared, your legs tremble, and your head is dizzy, but it doesn't matter. Soon you won't be able to laugh anymore. I can assure you."

"But is there really a difference between 999 years and 999 trillion years? Anyway, I won't live to that time. "Malu humbly asked for advice.

"Of course there is a difference. Prison No. 444 is divided into prison areas according to the length of sentence. The further back the prison area is, the longer the prisoner's sentence is. 999 trillion years will definitely be assigned to Area 23, which is also the last area. The prisoners there are all the villains among villains and the bastards among bastards.

"If I were you, I would never close my eyes when I go to bed tonight. Of course, it is more likely that you will not live to sleep. Promise me that you will not die so quickly, otherwise it will be too boring."

Jose patted Malu on the shoulder, "Go, go visit your new home."

After he finished speaking, Malu was hit on the back of his head by the butt of a gun. When he opened his eyes again, he was dragged by two prison guards to a big door.

A number 23 was engraved on the door. The prison guard entered the security password on the terminal next to him and submitted the access application. About half a minute later, the door slowly opened.

The two prison guards and the dozen or so Destroyer II machines beside them all looked as if they were facing a great enemy. One of the prison guards pushed Malu's back and said, "Go in quickly."

"Uh, aren't you going to take me to see my cell?"

"There are no fixed cells in Area 23. Just find an empty room for yourself." The guard seemed not to want to stay any longer, and pushed him again after saying this.

"Go in quickly!"

Malu couldn't ask any more questions after hearing this, so he could only walk into the door and be cautious at the same time.

However, contrary to his expectations, Area 23 did not have the gloomy and terrifying atmosphere he imagined, and it could even be called peaceful.

After Malu entered the door, the prisoners he met along the way were all dressed neatly, their hair was combed meticulously, their beards were shaved cleanly, and some even had their eyebrows trimmed. If they were not wearing prison uniforms, they would look more like white-collar workers working in skyscrapers.

After seeing Malu, these people would respond with a warm smile and nod to greet him enthusiastically.

Malu continued walking forward and came to a hall where there were prisoners standing in a circle, swaying their bodies and singing in unison, like a choir, with solemn expressions.

This scene made Malu look strange, and the group of prisoners who were singing also noticed him at this time. One of them, a kind-looking old man in his sixties, put away the maracas in his hand and walked towards Malu, "New ones?"

Malu nodded.

"They are..."

"People with deep sins," the old man sighed, "bewitched by the devil, unable to control their bodies, and thus committed a lot of evil deeds."

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"Then they are..."

"We are driving away the devil in our hearts and eliminating the toxins in our souls," the old man stared at Ma Lu with his wrinkled eyes and said softly, "Since you have come here, it seems that you have done a lot of evil things. You can Repent to me, my child will feel much better.”

A strange light emanated from his pupils, which made Ma Lu's head a little dizzy, and he subconsciously said, "I... have indeed done a lot of bad things."

"for example."

"I have loved throwing firecrackers into the sewer since I was a child. In fact, I have stuffed firecrackers in the community where there are holes. I have also grabbed the ponytail of my deskmate and let the principal's Cadillac go..."

The old man frowned and said, "Ask the point, have you never done any more serious bad things?"

"Yes," said Ma Lu, "I'm still lying."

"Oh," the old man's brow stretched a little, "Who have you deceived you? Did you come in because of a fraud?"

"No, I came in because of inciting rebellion."

"Incitement to rebellion? How long is your sentence?"

“999 trillion years.”

The old man took a breath, what kind of murderer is this? He was sentenced to such a long time. You must know that even if he destroys a planet, he was sentenced to 5 trillion years.