Delta: Who are you saying has suffered a loss of strength?

"What should I do?" Having understood the situation, Shi Ding no longer hesitated. Since the warden needed him, he would step up.

Han Che sat up a little, leaned back on the sofa, rested his hands on the armrests, and looked at Shi Ding.

"Just do it normally. It's the same as it is in prison. You're just changing your identity. Don't be too deliberate, or you'll arouse suspicion."

Shi Ding nodded silently, seemingly lost in thought. Han Che continued, "I will give you this outfit, the mask, and the weapons. At least you need to show your face in front of those player operators to prove your identity as the warden. If possible, it would be even better if you could appear directly in front of our team."

"This time is different from last time. I came in with people from the club, so we can't bring our prison's communication equipment. Just do whatever you want. Nothing else matters. Just make sure you perfectly replicate my behavior and playing style."

Shi Ding's expression was serious as he carefully considered, "Everything else is fine, I can try my best to imitate it, but I really can't get the voice right."

Shi Ding's voice suddenly interrupted Han Che's thoughts.

His voice was rougher and deeper than Han Che's, and the difference was obvious even when he was wearing a mask.

Han Che had considered this point. Voice is something that is innate, and there is only a limited degree to which it can be changed later in life. Moreover, it is even less likely to change it in such a short time.

So, at the moment, there really isn't a good solution, but it's also easy to handle. "Once you see the player, just don't say anything. Those lines I always say are optional, it's fine. As for giving orders, just use your own voice and the communication device to convey them."

As long as they don't speak in front of the players, they won't give themselves away! You can't suspect someone isn't the warden just because they have fewer lines. It's also quite common for map bosses to have no background music or dialogue.

"This operation doesn't need to be made easier. We need to make everyone think that you are the warden. Anyone who runs into you will pay the price," Han Che added.

"There's another problem. I played you that day, and the guards were missing this shield bearer. Who will replace him?" Shi Ding asked.

He had considered this problem, but not in great detail. "You can find any prison guard to replace you. I think the problem with the guards is easier to solve, since players rarely pay attention to them. Even if there is something slightly unusual, it will be difficult to detect."

Shi Ding stroked his chin, carefully considering the suitable candidate. He went through each member of the personal guard in his mind.

"Warden, I think the person who should replace me should be someone from within the Royal Guard. Although Shi Lei and I are not much different, we are often around you. If our behavior is too unusual, it might arouse suspicion. Someone from within the Royal Guard will be more familiar with our combat system."

Han Che had sobered up considerably by this point. He understood from Shi Ding's words that he had clearly already chosen a candidate. "Who should we send?"

"Lin Kun," Shi Ding said.

"Lin Kun?" Han Che repeated softly, "Is he... alright?" Han Che seemed to be implying something, after all, that kid had a history of being disobedient.

"Warden, he's changed. After you reprimanded him last time, he's been under intensive training with me and Dazhuang for a long time. We should give him a chance," Shi Dingdao said.

After listening, Han Che nodded. "Okay, he'll do. Then who will fill Lin Kun's rifleman position?"

Shi Ding had made up his mind: "There's an old soldier among the prison guards who has a good relationship with Xiao Liu and Bengzi. He's a good shot and quick-witted, so he's more than qualified to be a rifleman."

"You mean Old Liu?" Han Che asked.

"Yes."

Old Liu was just an ordinary prison guard in Hafk, and like everyone else, he didn't have a name at first. Han Che didn't give him the name Old Liu either.

Because Han Che gave each of these special troops a name, the prison guards below felt it was meaningful and also gave themselves and others nicknames, such as Old Li, Old Wang, Old Liu, and Little Zhang.

The reason for Lao Liu's name is actually because of the flamethrower soldier Xiao Liu.

After the flamethrower entered Tidal Prison, he trained under Lao Liu, so Lao Liu could be considered his mentor.

Then, because Xiao Liu couldn't recognize the warden during the last mission, Han Che gave him this name.

Everyone called his master "Old Six," and after a while, it became "Old Liu."

Han Che had a deep impression of him. The prison guards often trained before the game started, and Lao Liu's shooting skills were always quite good.

"Alright, let him come. You can arrange the rest." Han Che nodded. To his shame, Shi Ding knew the specific situation of the prison guards better than he, the warden, did.

"There's another question," Shi Ding asked again, "Should we discuss this with the prisoners, Raven and the others?"

Han Che frowned; this was something he had been hesitant about as well. According to Shi Ding, Raven had been behaving well lately, and the prisoners were also cooperating.

Just like Xiaobai's trust in Han Che, Han Che also largely trusts Raven, but he lacks that one crucial anchor point to truly consider Raven one of his own.

Such a big matter—if Raven really turns against him or goes insane, he might lose his position as "Han Che."

"Don't tell him. Before the prison opens, tell him in advance not to participate in this operation, and you don't need to act opposite him. The fewer people who know about this, the better. If you get through this safely, there will be fewer problems in the future."

Han Che stood up from the sofa. His legs were a little weak, and he had to use the armrests to steady himself. He stretched his neck, and his bones cracked twice. Things were mostly arranged; it was time for him to go home.

Fortunately, Shi Ding was in prison, which made Han Che feel much more at ease about this operation.

Shi Ding is a reliable and meticulous person who never makes mistakes. No matter how small the task, he handles it flawlessly. Entrusting things to him gives one a strange sense of security.

Han Che sometimes wondered if Shi Ding would be the warden if he hadn't come into this world.

Han Che looked down at his clothes; his trench coat was crooked, the collar was open, and the hem was all wrinkled.

He began to unbutton his clothes, taking off all of Geheros's attire.

He neatly stacked the pile of clothes on the sofa, pressed them down, and smoothed out the wrinkles.

Then he picked up the mask from the coffee table, a white mask, and placed it right in the middle of the pile of clothes.

He then took the ASh-12 from the system space and placed it next to the stack of clothes.

"I'll leave the rest to you." Han Che put on the clothes he wore in the player world.