I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 401 Old tactics and new tricks
On Monday, the world seemed to be entering a period of fatigue after a weekend of explosive news.

Tang Ji sat from sunrise to sunset in his own office in the central prison, as if the world had calmed down.

Under Mikkelsen's 'slavery', the Son of Nature was indeed very cooperative, and he alone took on most of the guarding work in the prison.

The moss on the ground, the grass, the shrubs and green plants that can be seen everywhere, and the wooden wall that cannot be ignored and grows every day, all of them are alive.

Every move of the prisoners is being controlled by Tang Ji. Braves or speculators are everywhere, especially for the group of smart people in the prison.

In the past 48 hours, nineteen superhuman prisoners have fulfilled the promise made by the warden, and they escaped in their own ways.

Of course, twelve of them were caught when the prison escape occurred. Tang Ji felt that they had only one fate, that is, they would die wherever they escaped from the prison.

Those who climbed the wall were hanged on the wall, those who drilled into the ground were buried on the spot, and those who broke through the wall by force had their tombstones used to plug the gap.

As for the remaining seven people, they successfully left the field of the Son of Nature. The superhuman abilities are all kinds of strange, even a pervert like Brandon can't stop everyone from leaving.

At this time, it reflects the deep background of Tang Ji's team. Mr. Haoyuan, who is finally willing to show his face in the sun, owns a casino in the central prison. At this time, he is using dice to help Tang Ji locate the whereabouts of the escaped prisoner.

Mr. Good Luck's casino is purely for his personal needs. After offending his team members from beginning to end, even Alia is unwilling to play any games with him that have an element of luck. Mr. Good Far is in the Central Prison I found my second spring.

And here, the bargaining chips provided by Mr. Lucky can only be obtained by prisoners who need to complete the daily reformation through labor tasks.

Although these chips can only be exchanged for some simple daily necessities at present, such as fresh fruits and snacks, but after eating the special version of the prison meal, Mr. Haoyuan firmly believes that he has the strongest currency here.

Idiots who break their fortunes to trade in addictive compounds will eventually reverse engineer the substance to its true source, and sugar is the substance they need most.

God knows where Tang Ji found those 'industrial waste' for them to eat. Mr. Lucky leaned against the window on the thirteenth floor, with a Coke in one hand and a hamburger in the other, looking down at a bunch of idle but resentful superhumans Prisoners, feeling like slave owners in the south are massaging black workers who don't want to work hard, have a sense of superiority.

Sizzle!

A pink strip with a cracking sound swept past Mr. Haoyuan's hand, and Mr. Haoyuan took a step back just because he sneezed, letting the thing return without success.

"Halland! You son of a bitch! If you don't work hard, you'll spend your whole life eating that garbage until you die!" Mr. Haoyuan approached the window again, looking at the group of people below along the wind. His eating superhuman yelled, "Stick that tongue out to me again, I swear, and I'll pull it out and tie it in a knot for you to hang yourself!"

After spitting out the obscene language that took up half a month of his swearing, Mr. Haoyuan waved his fist at the void in a refreshed manner: "Excellent!"

Obviously, after studying at the Lost Mountain base for a while with old jokers like Martin and Tony, Mr. Lucky has initially experienced the joy of being a layman.

The Harland downstairs is a very brilliant prisoner these days, nicknamed 'box-headed frog'. In Wu Qianying's classification, he belongs to the superhuman type of physical alienation, and at the LV1 stage, he has the tendency of inhumanity visible to the naked eye .

The muscles of his legs are exaggerated, his fingers are webbed, and he has a tongue that can shoot eight meters long and penetrate body armor. He is a real ruthless character.

Harland is a local who was arrested when he cleared up the separatist forces of the Violent Bear Gang. Looking at the tattoos on his body, he can tell that he is from the Violent Bear Gang, and his status is not low.

So since Harland entered the Central Prison, he has naturally become the leader of a new force. In addition to those big guys from the Violent Bear Gang, many "young newcomers" who have never been in prison have also chosen to join him. team in order to protect themselves.

Tang Ji puts too much pressure on these superhuman prisoners. It is one thing to watch him pretend to be handsome every day on TV, and kill twenty or thirty perverts with guns, but when you really stand by him At gunpoint, it's a different story.

Looking at Mr. Lucky who was shrinking back and not coming out, Harland snorted, let go of his hands and slid down from the clinging glass.

He climbed to the height of the fifth floor just now, just wanting to grab some food from the other party while Mr. Lucky is not paying attention.

Although it has only been here for a few days, for these big guys who consume an average of [-] to [-] calories a day, these two days are like hell.

Harland didn't know what the prison fed them every day, but it almost cured his rage.

In the past, a swordsman who needed [-] federal coins or equivalent prison goods to hire in the prison, now only needs a Coke burger to make an old hand willingly enter the confinement room, so Harland needs a small gift to prove himself Is a qualified new boss.

"Harland, look over there, the Maelstrom Gang wants us to talk." A member of the Bear Gang, who was not inferior to Harland in stature, whistled at Harland.

"Heh, the Maelstrom Gang." Harland spat on the ground, winked at a few cronies, and walked towards the group of bastards who called themselves the Maelstrom Gang.

It was this group of people who instigated that idiot Leif to fight against Barros, and finally let himself end up like this.

Although Harland doesn't know who these people are, he can be sure that these people are not the Maelstrom Gang. The group of heavy prosthetic body enthusiasts were wiped out by a group of superhumans before they could do anything. None of them set off in Night City.

And this group of bastards who called themselves the Maelstrom Gang not only provided Leif with a large sum of money and military weapons, but also TM photographed a group of superhumans armed with more than 100 people.

If the Maelstrom Gang had this strength, they would even dare to fight the Valentino Gang!

"Is there something wrong?" Harland didn't want to continue to get involved in this muddy water. A superhuman like him can have a good future wherever he goes, and he can't afford to mess with a big man like Tang Ji. At worst, he would go to the petrochemical alliance's territory and become a mercenary. .

So he planned to veto any conditions put forward by the other party for a while, anyway, there were not many people left in this group, and there was nothing wrong with it.

"Mr. Harland, I wonder if our cooperation can continue?" The leader of the Maelstrom Gang was a woman, with an inexplicable arrogance on her face, which made Harland feel uncomfortable.

"What cooperation do we have?" Harland asked back as if he didn't want to cooperate, but the other party obviously didn't have a good temper.

"Mr. Harland, I want you to know that our people are targeting your brother, your mother, everyone you care about, and they are going to go on with their lives, out of your sight. Whether to become a corpse or not depends on your choice." The woman waved her hand towards a tall building not far away.

Harland keenly saw a flash of light flashing past there, and a bullet hole suddenly appeared on the ground under his feet.

"We are already in prison, what else can we do?" Harland asked angrily. The anger was not directed at the woman, but at Tang Ji.

At this moment, Harland really wanted Tang Ji to be as domineering as the rumors said. After all, this was his territory. If he was really that powerful, he shouldn't let such a thing happen.

"That's our business, you just need to do your job well, just like before." The woman looked at the moss that was spreading rapidly, and said to Harland: "Let's change places, remember, there are green plants Everywhere is under surveillance.”

"Huh?" Harland had indeed heard similar legends from those old prisoners, but he always thought it was an exaggerated metaphor. After all, the central prison has such a large area. If all the green plants were Tang Ji's hands and eyes, It was too scary.

"Listen, what I need you to do is very simple. When I give you the signal, you bring your people and create a riot in the prison." The woman looked at the vines that were slowly hanging down behind her , hurriedly left a sentence, turned around and left here with his own people.

Harland looked at the weeds all over the ground and the lush green surroundings. He shuddered and walked silently back to his habitat, a commercial gym with complete equipment.

Although to Harland, all kinds of equipment in this place seemed a bit sissy, but considering that this place was actually a prison, he had nothing to choose.

Whether or not to continue all the way to the dark is a problem for Harland. He can't be sure whether the threat from the other party is real, but Tang Ji's strength is obvious to all, and there is obviously only one end to trouble in his territory.

Moreover, in fact, for Harland, those threatened relatives are not that important. He can't even remember when he last contacted those people.

So Harland decided to find a suitable opportunity to sell those 'allies' for a good price, and it would be best to get himself out of this ghost place. It's really not a good deal, and he can accept fifty liters of Coke a day.

But what Harland didn't expect was that before he went back to figure out how to sell the group of people for a good price, a fire dragon suddenly lifted into the air in the distance and crashed straight into the prison administration building, knocking Tang into the sky. Kat's floor is covered in full.

"Harland! Do it now!" The woman's loud voice resounded over the entire prison, even the deaf could hear it clearly.

"Fuck!" Harland didn't know that he was being bullied, and the other party made it clear that he was about to attack, so he temporarily found cannon fodder to carry it with him!

"The good news is that now we know where Tang Ji is. If he didn't come out to slaughter our players, then he must be in the central prison of Night City." Makarian looked at the information in his hand and introduced the situation to Ms. Generosity : "The bad news is that we still haven't found a plan to deal with Tang Ji at this stage. We can only continue with Cathy Walter's plan, make him exhausted, and then hide our real goal in it."

"Is she still in contact with those aborigines?" Ms. Generosity asked with great interest. The observation of Walter is also a great harvest for her in this world, but she will not do the work of monitoring the target herself.

"Yes, we are sure that she has met one of those Mikkelsen at least twice recently, and everything she should remember has been sold." Makarian said calmly.

He took this into consideration when Cathy Walter was resurrected from the very beginning, so Ms. Generosity deleted all useful content when re-editing her memory, and modified part of Cathy's memory to make it easier for her to retrieve it. Mislead those natives.

For example, the current real number of players, and they are stealing bodies from the polar warehouse ruins on a small scale through space replacement.

Although Mikkelsen has set up sentries there and is building his own excavation team, the base was built by the pioneers after all, and they are very familiar with every passage and every corner.

And with the convenient ability of space replacement, they can directly start the replacement from the ice shell at the bottom of the base. Although the efficiency is very low, it is better than stealing out the superhuman body of unknown quality under the eyes of Tang Ji.

The central prison currently has more than half of the superhuman prisoners in California, but the pioneers almost completely pass on the situation inside through the naturalized ones, and no pioneers are willing to perform tasks related to Tangy.

This is undoubtedly a shock to many pioneers, not to mention the lunatics of the descendant sect in the European Federation.

The thought of those people gave Makarian a headache.

Strong beliefs have brought a lot of convenience, and the actions of the pioneers in the European Union have always been very smooth, but now with the arrival of the descendants, the frustration of disillusioned beliefs makes them stand on the opposite side of the players. The most extreme kind of.

Makarian actually understands this group of fanatics very well. The group of pioneers shuttles through different worlds, sometimes playing the role of a good friend, and sometimes playing the role of a god who looks down on the world.

But when it comes to players, that is, the descendants waiting in the sect of descendants, their quality is hard to describe.

It's hard for any believer with a brain to wake up immediately after seeing the mentally handicapped behavior of some players, and even stand on the completely opposite side.

And this time, the sect of the descendants found a banner that would never overturn - Tang Ji.

Makarian just got the news that the sect of the descendants is trying to get close to Tang Ji, and sent a mission side by side to meet and talk with him.

Unfortunately, that small team of nine metahumans got caught up in the riot as soon as Night City fell, and are now sitting in Central Jail.
(End of this chapter)