Sizzle!
"Warning: You are outputting too much kinetic energy to citizens! This is prohibited!"
Without Ash calling out, the light curtain suddenly jumped out of his field of vision, and the red warning message swept across his pupils like a waterfall. The sharp alarm sounded like a scream and kept echoing in his ears, instantly shocking him.
what happened
Invaded by a virus
But I'm new here and I haven't visited the mysterious website yet!
His body instantly stiffened and he was completely unable to move until three seconds later when he regained control.
"It seems that you, Ash, are very satisfied with life in Broken Lake Prison. I won't bother you anymore."
Igula moved the fist that was about to touch his nose away and said with a smile: "By the way, Ash, your soft and weak fist is quite cute."
The other prisoners in the hall glanced at them, and even the prison guards seemed to temporarily shift their attention from the light curtain to them, but everyone quickly looked away, as if it was just a trivial matter not worth mentioning.
Watching Igula's back disappearing in the passage, Ash looked down at his fist, his heart full of confusion.
"What's so surprising about this? It's just that the miracle chip in the back of your neck detected that you were trying to attack others, and sent out nerve currents to temporarily control your body, making your attack ineffective." Jian Ji said, "In addition to prisons, this technology is also widely used in animal husbandry, but it seems more practical to use it on humans."
"Then why did you let me beat him?"
"Although fighting is prohibited here and the magic power is restricted, there are still many small moves that can be done."
Sword Princess said leisurely: "For example, using the magic spirit to sign a contract - if I'm not mistaken, the man just now has some Veela blood. Veela is the race that is most likely to be proficient in the psychic faction... If you respond to his request and shake hands with him to sign a contract, it means that you have a 'friendship of mutual help' with him."
"However, this is just a relationship where you have to help him, and whether he helps you or not depends on his mood. Well, in the eyes of a psychic, there is actually no difference between friends and slaves."
Yaxiu understood that if he really shook hands with Igula just now, it would mean that he would become Igula's employee, or even an intern.
The other world is so despicable that you don’t even have to sign a labor contract.
Ash looked at the other prisoners around him and asked, "Can't others see you?"
"You can continue to talk to me like this, as long as you don't mind others looking at you with a lunatic look and attitude and staying away from you." Sword Princess: "Although I would rather listen to your dog mouth spit out ivory than listen to the garbage in your heart, but when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."
Ash understood, and he looked at Sword Princess seriously: "So, you are really the Death Crazy Sword Princess?"
"Yes, I'm the Death Mad Sword Princess." Sword Princess said boredly against the wall: "On the contrary, you, the viewer, if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn't have thought that you would fall to such a place... Do you mind if I laugh at you?"
"I do mind, but why aren't you wearing the clothes in the illustration?"
"Aren't you also wearing this Ultimate Deluxe Edition of the Broken Lake Prison Classic Prisoner Outfit?" Sword Princess rolled her eyes. "You yourself look different from the illustration, and you still have the nerve to say that to me? I'm a woman, do you expect me to show up every day wearing the same set of clothes that I don't change into?"
Because what Sword Lady said made so much sense, Ash was convinced by her.
But he obviously didn't care about these details, and looked at Sword Princess with full expectation: "Sword Princess A-meng, since you are here, please help me escape from this prison!"
"I reject."
"ah?"
"Why should I help you escape from here?" Sword Lady said lazily, "There's shelter and food here, isn't it suitable for a loser like you? Why do you always want to escape? The outside world may be worse than here. You can just retire early and live the life you dream of, isn't it good enough?"
“But I have a big responsibility to bear, and I have to attend the Blood Moon Trial in a few days. This thing definitely doesn’t sound like a buffet for me, right!?”
"Oh, Blood Moon Judgment..." Sword Princess nodded thoughtfully: "Hehe, then I don't want to help you escape even more."
Ash's mentality was about to collapse. He thought he could finally hug her thighs, but he didn't expect the stockings on her thighs to be so slippery that he couldn't hug her: "You can't do this, I'm yours-"
"My what?" Sword Lady's eyes suddenly became sharp, and she stretched out her hand and poked Ash's forehead fiercely: "What do you want to say? You want to say, you are what to me? Hmm? Hmm? Hmm?"
Every time she poked him, Ash took a step back, until he bumped into the bench and sat down. Even when he leaned back, he couldn't avoid Sword Princess' fingers, and she poked him hard on the forehead. She leaned down, their noses touched, their eyes met, and Ash saw his reflection in her wine-red pupils.
"Are you trying to say that you are my master?" She said in a disdainful voice, "Haha, do you want to hear me yell a few more times so that the yellow waste in your brain will have more material to draw on?"
Ash calmed down instead: "What's wrong with that? You are just a virtual character in the game, and I am the player. If I die, you will naturally not continue to exist. Since we have this bond, why can't you help me?"
When she heard the word "bond", Fiora was like a cat whose tail was stepped on. Her fur instantly stood up, her pupils were bloodshot, and her expression became gloomy and terrifying.
Ash was startled, but he did not flinch. Instead, he sat up straight, forcing Sword Princess to retreat. "Death Frenzy Sword Princess, I am not your master, but I am also not your slave. If you can't even treat me as an equal, then you might as well go back to the game and be your data stream."
Sword Princess's mountain-like chest kept rising and falling, showing that she was very upset. Just when Ash thought she was going to beat him to death with her fists, she suddenly smiled and said, "A virtual character? You are actually right, I am indeed just an imaginary thought... But, you better remember what you said today."
"You are not my master." Sword Princess said word by word: "Never."
Ash: "I promise."
"You swear that those who lie will lose face, and you must not change for ten thousand years."
Although he didn't know why Sword Princess was so persistent, Ash really didn't have any worldly desires, and said frankly: "I swear, those who lie will lose their face, and they are not allowed to change for ten thousand years."
Sword Princess seemed to be completely relieved and turned to leave: "Let's go, we can talk while we walk."
"Where to?" Ash suddenly stood up.
"Let's go to the restaurant. Aren't you going to have breakfast?"
"That prison break..."
"Honestly, it's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I can't help you." Sword Princess said: "As you can see, except for you, no one else can see or touch me. I don't have the ability to affect the material world, how can I help you escape from prison."
Ash was disappointed: "Then why are you here? To show off your new skin?"
"Didn't you say it yourself? It's about the bond." Sword Princess said, "I'm here to pass on the 30% shared experience to you."
"Okay!" Ash was delighted: "Come on, I'm ready!"
"What the hell are you preparing for?" Sword Princess curled her lips: "Do you really think there will be a miracle where you can master all my sword skills with a 'Bling' sound? If you want to dream about it, just lie down in bed!"
"Then how did you pass it to me?"
"It's very simple. Go find someone to fight with, and I will transfer experience while you fight, so that you can naturally gain a lot of experience in the battle."
"no problem!"
As they were talking, they had already arrived at the restaurant.
It was similar to an ordinary cafeteria, with fixed seats. As soon as Ash came in, he saw an excellent target for a fight: a bald, tattooed, strong, muscular man with scars on his face. He looked like a serial killer who had killed hundreds of people.
He strode over and pretended to accidentally touch the bald man's cup. The full cup of milk tilted down and poured white juice all over the bald man's shoes!
"Ah." Ash said casually, "I'm sorry."
The bald burly man looked up and glared at him, then slammed the dining table hard, causing the entire table to shake. It seemed as if he stood up to fight with Ash!
Ash swallowed and was about to start his first battle as a novice, but he saw the bald strong man take out a tissue from his pocket and squatted down to wipe his shoes.
"Then remember to walk carefully. Today's milk is good and I highly recommend it." The bald burly man said to the stunned Ash.