Crime Prison Island

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"Even if you are a true wolf, I will make you realize the gap between us!"

Everyone was puzzled, what's a true wolf?

While suddenly stepping forward, Tanabu Rokurou's body shot out like a cannonball.

The large blade raised high, whistling down!

Xia Heng had no weapons and actually raised his hand to block.

"Clang!"

His arm emitted the sound of metal striking stone, even sparking.

His body sank from the heavy hit, kicking up a large cloud of dust and debris; his legs plunged deep into the sandy ground yet he was unharmed.

It was Luo Yan at his side who felt the impact, his body riddled with bloody punctures from the flying sand.

"Gah!" Pain woke Luo Yan, who let out a scream and scrambled up.

Because of his unclear speech, his scream was distorted.

Luo Yan turned his head to see Tanabu wielding the huge blade for another strike, frantically rolling and crawling away in terror.

He ended up crawling next to Gao Xin, who couldn't help but ask, "You're not a Radiation, are you?"

Luo Yan's mouth was full of blood as he nodded miserably.

Seeing him in such a pitiable state, Gao Xin's heart could only wail: it turned out he was just made of glass. Before these Japanese arrived, he had done everything he could to organize everyone.

But the cruelty of Crime Prison Island was far beyond imagination, all his guesses were wrong.

He had also never thought that the people on the island would know exactly where all the newcomers would land.

They were like chickens and ducks thrown into a crocodile pit, simply food for feeding.

"Boom!"

Meanwhile, after taking two blows, Xia Heng was almost unscathed.

On the contrary, he put his palms together, fingers pointed like a blade, and then, they astonishingly shot out of his arm like a cannonball: "Eat my right hand!"

"Pff!"

The right hand hit Tanabu squarely and sent him flying.

The crowd erupted in joy: "Chicken gizzard brother is mighty!"

When the dust settled, Tanabu Rokurou was lying on the ground, his chest drenched in blood, having been pierced straight through by the forceful palm.

But he wasn't dead; instead, the muscles around his heart tightened, instantly stopping the bleeding.

That was his heart, after all – how could it still stop bleeding after being shattered?

What was more astonishing was that the tight muscles pressed on the stopped heart, continuing to beat!

The sight of that tightening wound in his chest, with its chrysanthemum-like whorls, still throbbing, was enough to make one's scalp tingle.

Gao Xin was shocked at this scene; although there was plenty of public knowledge about the Radiation, he had never heard of anything like this.

Could this be what the other side meant by the gap between the outworld Radiations and those on Crime Prison Island?

As soon as Tanabu Rokurou dealt with his heart issue, he gritted his teeth and stood up, "Are you a cyborg? How could this be? There was nothing about this in the intelligence!"

Xia Heng's voice was hoarse, "Intelligence? There's a lot the intelligence doesn't cover, like, am I an SR maybe?"

Tanabu Rokurou narrowed his eyes, "What are you? With such a huge R on your chest, do you think I..."

Before he could finish, Xia Heng wiped his chest, and the nameplate changed, revealing the radiation type to be 'SR'.

The crowd all gasped with surprise - SR! Super rare!

Xia Heng laughed: "This crappy thing, isn't it supposed to change however I want?"

"By the way, how much benefit did you give to the Japanese Navy that they shipped you two Rs? How much for one R?"

Tanabu Rokurou gripped his knife, his body beginning to be covered with a bone-like substance.

The neatly arranged bone plates densely covered his skin; these tiny plates were packed tightly, unlike ordinary scales and very hard.

Beyond that, it wouldn't affect flexibility, requiring only a muscle flex to curl and tighten, forming a scale armor where needed.

At the same time, he said, "Disguise, huh? Your prosthetic body isn't bad. A Glass person is a hundred, an N class a thousand, an R class ten thousand, an SR a hundred thousand, and cyborgs are priced separately. You're quite valuable, we seem to have made a big profit."

Upon hearing this, Xia Heng burst out laughing, his voice becoming crystal clear: "Hahaha, not so valuable after all, am I? An SR is only worth a hundred thousand?"

Tanabu Rokurou's expression changed, "You're really an SR? Impossible, even if you can change the nameplate, you can't hide if you were originally an SR, at most you can fool others, but the transport squad would definitely have your data... and all prisoners' data are carefully checked by AI after capture."

Gao Xin nodded to himself; before arriving, he had undergone various checks, confirming he was only a Glass person. Without any prosthetic modification or radiation evolution, it was impossible to deceive the AI.

Xia Heng's voice was no longer hoarse, "Unless I'm not a prisoner at all, I just got on the ship halfway, let the person who was originally coming go, and took his place."

"What?"

This piece of information was overwhelming, leaving everyone present dumbfounded, including Gao Xin, who stared at Xia Heng in disbelief.

There were actually people who voluntarily went to Crime Prison Island?

This man had managed to infiltrate the naval ship transporting the prisoners unnoticed, taking the place of one of the newcomers...

This was indeed possible because the escort this time was very low-level, and Xia Heng's cybernetic disguise was clearly beyond the capabilities of that ship's inspection.

In any case, it appears getting on the island was much easier than getting off.

But was this guy insane? Getting in might be easy, but leaving would be difficult; he would have to face the entire Western Pacific Fleet, and the security for departures would undoubtedly be many times stricter.

Gao Xin was taken aback, recalling Xia Heng's initial words: the weak don't survive their sentence, the strong don't want to leave... If you have the power to rule as king on the island, wouldn't that be more comfortable than the outside?

Though he didn't know if it was true, if this guy really thought that way, he might have come here just for fun.

"SR is even better! Come and don't leave!" Tanabu Rokurou roared, firing off a flare rapidly, obviously summoning reinforcements.

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