Crime Prison Island

Some people just gave up, accepting the fate that 'humans can't comprehend the truth, and as long as technology is usable, that's enough. The principles are known only to the Creator'.

But there were those who refused to give up, just as ancient shamans were reluctant to be abandoned by the times.

They sowed seeds of confusion everywhere, hoping people wouldn't abandon their own science.

They upheld the scientific spirit and continually tried to crack AI technology, hoping to restore human glory.

Of course, so far, there hasn't been any major success.

They were only the inheritors of the old era's human knowledge and technology, mere users of AI technology products.

Meimei looked at Gao Xin, not expecting that his father was a cyber wizard.

Although the outside world despised the knowledge of cyber wizards, it was after all somewhat effective, a technological system once established by humans; it often worked quite well, just not so much in AI technology.

Now on this island, where the main conflicts were between people, the knowledge of cyber wizards could be quite useful, probably second only to the Radiation in terms of influence.

Meimei immediately asked curiously, "Did he teach you then?"

Gao Xin shook his head, "No, until he died of illness, he never taught me any cyber magic."

"What a shitty father! You aren't his biological child, are you?" Meimei exclaimed angrily, feeling that this father's behavior towards Gao Xin was simply child abuse.

Gao Xin's expression changed, he glanced at her sideways and stopped talking altogether.

Realizing her faux pas, Meimei thought he might really not be his biological child, perhaps she had touched Gao Xin's sore spot, and immediately held her tongue.

The three fell silent for a while.

Su Lei laughed, trying to defuse the tension, "Come on, weren't we discussing the clock? We can stay a bit longer; it's not like we have to rush off the moment the two hours are up, right? If it's really safe, I'd hide for three hours!"

Meimei chimed in with a laugh, "You might think it's been three hours, but it could just be a little over one."

"There's no sun to look at here, and no clocks, we can only rely on the clocks hanging on the first, second, and third floors."

"Of course, if we really can hide for a very long time, that's also fine."

"This little design just intensifies our psychological stress, making us endure a longer time, undergo more torture."

Gao Xin's expression returned to calm, he said lightly, "The survival technique of mice, hiding is just the lowest strategy!"

"If we rely only on hiding, it's too passive. When it comes to that step, life and death are not in our hands, it can be called despair."

Meimei grimaced and said, "And when mice are left with no plan, they can only hide desperately in dark corners, listening to the footsteps of the hunting cat, feeling the fear of not knowing when they'll die or when the game will end... That's probably what the elite find amusing."

Su Lei cursed, "Those elites are really twisted."

At that moment, the three noticed a figure rushing toward the courtyard gate and quickly stood up to look down.

"Here it comes, has it only been until two twenty? No, it should be just two or three minutes off." Su Lei murmured, feeling like it had been a long time, but it had only been a little while.

The ones that had gone to negotiate were Bald Man and Cao Yang.

Bald Man was jabbering and gesticulating animatedly, evidently explaining the mice's plan to the four people engaged in the intense battle.

From the loft, the group couldn't hear clearly, but the Silver Hand Youth soon said, "Hahaha, great, a win-win for cats and mice, this saves me trouble."

"Smart thinking on your part, no problem, I agree to it. I promise I won't step inside the mansion."

The Silver Hand Youth agreed decisively, his voice booming, seemingly on purpose so everyone in the building could hear.

This made Gao Xin frown slightly.

But Meimei and Su Lei were delighted, "That's great! He agreed!"

Bald Man was ecstatic, he and Cao Yang, extremely humble, kept thanking him repeatedly.

But that upset the other three, especially the two without status, perhaps fuming with rage.

Their lives were just being decided like that! And by a bunch of mice!

Allowing these mice to look for the collars, instead of cooperating with them, they conspired with the cat? How could they not be infuriated?

"You still want to go in there? I'll butcher you!" the man known as Brother Dongcan, wielding a knife, grew more wildly aggressive, fighting desperately.

"And those mice!" The masked short man went ballistic, hurling darts wildly, without a care but to support Brother Dongcan, not sparing the others.

Even a few darts were deliberately shot inside the courtyard.

However, Bald Man and Cao Yang were also cunning; anticipating a mad dog reaction that might affect them, they hid well at the edge of the courtyard gate, a blind spot for those outside.

Now that things were under control, they carefully looped back to the mansion and quickly hid in a spot they had found earlier, never once exposing themselves within the attacking range of these people.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah!" The people outside were frantic and furious but could do nothing, still focusing their energy mainly on the Silver Hand Youth.

Desperately fighting him!

But the Silver Hand Youth, merely defending, dodging.

Despite severe injuries, he persisted.

Suddenly, he took a hit from a heavy axe with both arms, his body flying backward, landing with a roll and rolling into the yard.

"Hahahahaha!" He laughed maniacally, not killed instantly because it was already twenty minutes after the game had started, he had survived the toughest moment.

"Dammit!" Brother Dongcan saw his hateful smile, wanting nothing more than to rush into the yard and kill him.

The masked short man clutched Brother Dongcan's thigh tightly, seemingly advising him not to be rash.