In the alcove-style base in Area 91, time seemed to be frozen, and everyone in the base kept various postures still in place.
While the base passed the time-space portal, an orange light instantly swept across many human bodies and instruments in the base. A distorted human phantom suddenly flew out of most people's bodies, as if their souls were pulled out of their bodies by some force, and slowly dissipated in the air.
In addition to this orange-yellow light in the time-space crack, there are many condensed orange-yellow fragments and a very small amount of orange-yellow polyrhombic crystals. These fragments were large and small, scattered in the air aimlessly, were smashed into powder by various objects, and diffused throughout the base. When the powder of orange-yellow fragments met the bodies of the dissipated souls, they slowly merged into the bodies of these people.
In addition to the vast majority of human beings whose souls have dissipated, there are very few people in the entire Area 91 who have not experienced the phenomenon of their souls leaving their bodies, and they have undergone even weirder changes. The body parts of these people gradually faded, and the skin, muscles, and bones became crystal clear, and finally turned into a sketch composed of black lines.
However, the human body that has turned into a sketch has not stopped changing. The black lines slowly gather and shrink, and finally turn into small black dots. Immediately afterwards, the sketch of the adult human body resumed from the black dots, and various internal organs, bones, muscles, tendons, and blood skin began to grow in the black line frame, and finally became a complete human being again.
When the alcove-style base in Area 91 returned to normal, those humans with dissipated souls fell to the ground one after another, while the modern electronic equipment that was swept by the orange-yellow light burst out clusters of small sparks, large and small explosions Resounding throughout the base of Area 91.
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At this time, in Qin Lun's cell, the steam confinement device standing still in the corner also flashed tiny electric sparks on various parts.
"Click!" The steel part of the steam confinement device's right arm fell to the ground, and a fair-skinned arm was slowly raised. The palms with slender fingers clasped the steam confinement device on his body, and peeled off the steel parts that had lost their magnetic connection one by one.
Soon, a young man with a calm face broke free from the steam restraint device and appeared in the cell...
Qin Lun lowered his head and scanned the lying bodies on the ground, his eyes quickly focused on the "death list" placed aside by Lin Feng, and his slender eyebrows raised slightly. The prisoner took two steps forward and picked up his "death list".
The black-framed "death list" is a flat optical computer with thin material, which stores the prisoner's information. When a prisoner is sentenced to death by the federal court, the prison guards will take this simple optical brain similar to cardboard to the cell to read the death sentence, so it is nicknamed the "death list" by the prisoners. It means that as long as this black-frame optical brain appears, the prisoner will be on the death list of the god of death.
The reason why Qin Lun noticed the "death list" was because of the wonderful scenes he "saw" just now.
During the space-time teleportation just now, when most of the people in the Area 91 base were still in place, even their thinking stopped, there were still a very small number of people who kept their consciousness awake for a while, and Qin Lun was one of them. After his body was disintegrated by the orange-yellow light, his soul consciousness "saw" the wonders in the cell more clearly.
The stillness of the human body, the decomposition and aggregation of one's own body...
Electric sparks from vapor confinement devices and cell bulletproof fluorescent lights…
A piece of orange-yellow polyrhombic crystal hit the "death list" and integrated into this simple optical brain...
In fact, many orange-yellow fragments in the time-space transmission are the law fragments of this world, while a very small amount of orange-yellow polyrhombic crystals are law fragments with relatively complete laws of certain formulas.
The world where the niche base in Area 91 is now cannot accept the life forms of humans on Earth. Except for a very few special souls, the souls of the vast majority of human beings on the earth have dissipated, and the bodies they left behind have become "dead things".
The moment Qin Lun touched the "Death List", it turned into a black ray of light strangely and melted into his palm.
Qin Lun was slightly taken aback, and opened his palm to look, only to see a small oval pattern appeared on the palm of his right hand. The overall pattern is black, mixed with orange-yellow spots, and looks like a strange little egg.
interesting! A gleam flashed in Qin Lun's eyes, he stood up and stretched his waist, and focused his gaze on the several bodies on the ground. Besides him, there were Lin Feng and his two bodyguards in the cell, as well as two federal soldiers standing guard at the door.
Qin Lun squatted down and stretched out two fingers to stick a bodyguard's neck. He found that his body was already cold and he had no pulse. However, when checking Lin Feng, he found that the young master of the aristocratic family was still breathing and had a steady pulse, apparently still alive.
Qin Lun tilted his head, turned Lin Feng over, reached into the inner pocket of his suit, and took out the half-scissor-shaped dagger, put his thumb into the steel ring at the end, and held it upside down in his hand.
After getting the blade, Qin Lun did not leave the cell right away, with a faint smile on his face, he pressed the blade of the black dagger to Lin Feng's cheek, and slid it gently.
The young master's eyelids trembled slightly, and beads of sweat slowly oozed from his forehead. He felt that Qin Lun seemed to be tightening his grip. Finally, he could no longer pretend to be dead, so he could only open his eyes with a bitter face.
"You... are you Qin Lun now, or... Joey Foster?" Lin Feng stammered and asked.
"Wake up, come out with me and have a look. Something strange happened in the prison." Qin Lun didn't answer Lin Feng's question, but showed him a gentle smile.
Lin Feng was stunned by the warm feeling in his smile, and his mind was in chaos. Is this the famous murderer known as the "Dissecter"
After Qin Lun woke up Lin Feng, he ignored him, stood up, walked to the door, and picked up their particle light guns from the corpses of two federal soldiers.
"Pa-ta, pa-ta!" The particle light gun made a few empty sounds. Obviously, these modern weapons do not adapt to the laws of physics in this world, and have lost their function as weapons.
Qin Lun doesn't mind either. Although he doesn't know what happened yet, he has "seen" these particle light guns bursting out abnormal sparks during the time-space transmission process, and now it's just a proof of his own guess.
Pushing away the two corpses blocking the door, Qin Lun inserted the blade of the black dagger into the gap of the slightly distorted cell door, and pushed open the iron door of the cell with difficulty.
The prison doors at the base in Area 91 all use magnetic locks. Under normal circumstances, the magnetic force of the door locks is at least 100,000 Newtons, which is more than 10,000 kilograms. It is impossible to open it manually. But now that the magnetic force has failed, the weight of the iron door alone is not enough to trap an adult.
Qin Lun calmly walked out of the cell, seeing clearly the specific situation of his surroundings for the first time.
The area of the cell area here is extremely large, and it is an oval jump. The central location is the courtyard of the cell area, and there are three upper, middle, and lower layers of cells around it. Each layer has about forty cells. The cell area where he is located is on the top floor. The corridor in front of the cell was surrounded by guardrails, about three meters wide.
"Ah!" A terrified scream suddenly came from Qin Lun's side.
Qin Lun turned his head, his clear and pure eyes stared curiously at a human standing in the aisle on his right. This person was wearing a prison uniform and should also be a surviving prisoner. It's just that the figure is small and exquisite, half a head shorter than Qin Lun who is of medium build.
The prisoner had a slender figure, delicate features, and a feminine face. He piled up a section of the prison uniform on his upper body and tied it in a knot at the chest, as if it was a navel-baring outfit. On the waist is another prison uniform, plus the tight and small prison trousers on the lower body, it looks like a full B skirt with pantyhose.
Seeing Qin Lun turn his head to look at him, the strangely dressed prisoner let out a terrified scream, turned around and ran, but within two steps, he stumbled under his feet and fell down on the aisle with a thud. However, he seemed to be terribly frightened by Qin Lun. After falling to the ground, he kicked his feet, rubbed his butt against the floor, and backed up again and again without getting up.
"There's actually a shemale locked up here!" Lin Feng cautiously poked his head out of the prison door, and reminded Qin Lun flatteringly, "It looks like he recognized your identity!"
Shemale? Qin Lun's eyes lit up slightly. He heard this word from other prisoners in Handan Prison, and it seemed to be a very strange creature. They seem to be analyzed and introduced in various psychological works such as social psychology and cognitive psychology.
Qin Lun walked slowly towards the transgressive monster lying on the ground, his movements made the prisoner even more frightened and uneasy, almost fainted. However, Qin Lun only took a few steps before stopping, looking past the ladyboy on the ground and looking behind him.
In the aisle behind the ladyboy, a burly prisoner walked out of the prison door. This prisoner was bare-chested, with a stern face, a short beard on his chin, and an obvious depression on his right brow bone, which made the original resolute face mixed with a hint of fierceness. His upper body is very muscular, showing a perfect inverted triangle physique, and a black-winged angel kneeling on one knee is tattooed on his back.
"Disciple Hansen!" Lin Feng exclaimed in a low voice, and moved his body closer to Qin Lun nervously, as if it would give him a little more sense of security. Before Qin Lun could speak, he introduced him softly.
Hansen was born in the African region, but he was a Caucasian. His parents were medical volunteers of the African Red Cross and were killed in an explosion. At that time, Hansen was taken away by an African mercenary army and became a hired boy scout from the age of eight.
Hansen has been a boy mercenary for ten years, and has been influenced by war since he was a child to become a cruel killing machine. When the mercenary army was wiped out, Hansen returned to the North American region, and quickly became a professional killer with his military skills honed in the war. It is said that he called himself a disciple of Satan. In the process of arresting him, the Federation sacrificed more than 20 special elites.
Another murderer? Qin Lun rolled his eyes, and suddenly took a step forward, grabbed the guardrail on the aisle, and looked towards the cell area on the two floors below and the central patio.
Seeing the shadows below, a dozen or so prisoners appeared. Qin Lun's eyes lit up, revealing the shy smile that a teenager would often show in strange social situations.