Chapter 199

“Looking back at the previous worlds, from a physical perspective, there hasn’t been a single world where Mo Yin completely ‘held him in check.’

In the first world, he still remembered being alternately placed in solitary confinement by two brothers.

In subsequent worlds, He Xuan was a grand marshal, Randes was a king, in that world Li Xiu lost his memory, and Ye Chi lived with him during the rule of law, The two gamers didn’t objectively have fun.

Many of the regrets from the past have finally been made up in this world.

After arranging the tasks that should have been arranged, Mo Yin went to the underground prison very happily.

The entire Ninth District presents a backward and dilapidated appearance that does not match the entire era, and in an age filled with machinery, AI, and synthetic people, there are few such things as the Ninth District.

The road to the underground prison is paved with gray bricks, the entrance is dark, and as you walk down, a faint light emerges, the red on both sides of the walls, and the unique colors of the Ninth District.

The prison in the Ninth District is fully shielded, blocking psychic powers, and the process of going down to the prison is like crossing the river of years, completing a reverse evolution, and returning from natural people to primitive people.

Natural people who push their spirit to the extreme in all aspects of life, will feel as naked as a baby here.

No, even babies are not as good.

Just-born babies also carry psychic powers and naturally choose to protect themselves with psychic powers.

And they, they’re just waiting to be slaughtered.

Many people were held in the prison.

As the commander of the Ninth District, Mo Yin’s rule was simple and brutal. He didn’t publicize his governing philosophy to the people, because there was no such thing at all. He wouldn’t pay attention to shaping his image in exchange for the people’s support. He was a thorough dictator. If you didn’t obey him, there were only two outcomes, death or being drained and used up before going on the road to death.

In the faint red light, the people in the prison heard footsteps and silently walked forward, holding the metal bars with their hands to look at the commander walking in the prison.

Natural people without psychic powers are actually very weak, even weaker than primitive people.

When the direction of evolution is determined at the spiritual level, the physical level is completely abandoned.

In this prison shielded from psychic powers, these imprisoned prisoners can only silently shoot hateful gazes as a means of revenge against the brutal and cruel commander. At least this can make the ruthless and cruel commander understand that there are still people in the Ninth District who hate his rule, and he has not conquered everyone.

Long corridors, dark red light, mutated crowds, under the white hair, a pair of eyes full of curses to the commander for the most vicious ceremony.

There are many people with very high intelligence in the prison, they oppose the supreme commander’s research on such terrible weapons, do not want to dedicate their own wisdom to such barbaric things, so they are imprisoned, and are forced to use various means to threaten to participate in this research.

Leather boots stepped on the ground, not light and heavy sounds, compared to the traditional dictator’s style in people’s minds, Mo Yin is always simple and low-key, speaking briefly and gently, excessively mutated appearance even makes him look a bit soft, in the middle of the corridor, he stopped footsteps, dark red light from one side of the prison in, scattered behind the waist hanging in snow-white long hair.

“Congratulations, everyone, your research is not in vain, the weapon is very successful.”

The deathly silence pervaded the prison.

The wailing and curses had long dried up in the long years of imprisonment.

Only the rhythm of irregular breathing betrayed their true mood.

In this peaceful and orderly era of law enforcement, Mo Yin’s thoughts can be said to be retro or even forward-looking. In fact, in the historical records of natural people, there is no record of any war.

It sounds incredible, but it’s actually very simple, everything is natural law.

Natural people are a magical species, their development and evolution are all concentrated in the spiritual level, the body is only a place where the spirit resides, and at the same time, they completely surpass all things with their personal spirit, pursuing personal spiritual evolution is the ultimate goal of natural people, and spiritual evolution does not rely on external resources, so the plunder of resources disappears from the world of natural people, and war disappears.

“The operation of the Alliance requires energy, which can be generated and developed from psychic power. Everything returns to the ‘individual’ itself, survival is the only proposition, and the key to survival lies entirely within oneself. So it’s not that natural people particularly advocate peace, but that war has lost its original purpose.

Of course, the setting in this world hasn’t reached the level Mo Yin learned.

Natural people in this world still need food, and resources between various districts are not balanced. The reason peace can be maintained is because of the existence of the ‘Judicators.’

Those who bear unknown guilt to ‘initiating war’ are very likely to be subjected to mass judgment.

The inevitable outcome of mass judgment is undoubtedly the dual extinction of physical and psychic power.

No matter how strong-willed the commanding officers who rule the enforcement zones of the Ninth District are, they won’t be foolish enough to take such risks, because even if the resources in their own district are meager, as commanders, they can always enjoy the best resources.

So, why bother?

Only two types of people would initiate war in such a situation.

Either he represents the people, or he represents the devil.

After leaving the news they least wanted to hear, Mo Yin continued forward contentedly.

Deep in the prison cell, his little darling is still detained, which is the highlight of today.

Footsteps echo in the silent prison cell, Mo Yin listens to his own footsteps, his heartbeat gradually speeding up.

Natural people who have never truly experienced love feel the excitement and joy of going to see their lover, in that delightful mood, even if the entire planet explodes, Mo Yin wouldn’t bat an eye.

The prison cells of Tianshu and Charlie did not receive any special treatment.

The prison cells in the Ninth District pursue simplicity and efficiency, and there are also some used to torment people, extreme cold or extreme heat cells, where naturally fragile but resilient people can experience pain that they rarely experience in their lifetime.

Mo Yin didn’t throw Tianshu into those cells.

He didn’t want to expose his affections.

Tianshu and Charlie leaned against the corners of the prison cell, a bloody smell pervading the air, Charlie only received basic treatment, natural people aren’t so easily killed, blood clotted on his robe, he felt like he smelled like a corpse that had been dead for several days, from Tianshu’s mouth, he learned that the two had only spent a night in the prison cell.

In Charlie’s memory, there was no existence of war, Judicators witnessed it, the Fourth District didn’t even have an army! It’s hard for him to speculate on the current situation outside, what happened in the Ninth District is too incredible.

He’s so uneasy, but Tianshu comforts him, “At least we’re still alive.”

“Great, we’re still alive, under the hand of a lunatic, you know what that means? If we’re lucky, maybe this is a kidnapping, if we’re unlucky,” Charlie snorted, using a tone that was mocking but also concealed heartache, “we’re going to lower the average lifespan of natural people.”

Under full shielding, the feeling of having no psychic power becomes increasingly fearful and uneasy.

The material that shields psychic power was developed for people to fall in love and reproduce, after all, when both parties fully know each other’s thoughts and feelings, romantic feelings are difficult to be born.

When immersed in the beauty of love, having no psychic power will make natural people feel more relaxed and comfortable, like laying down their weapons, they can enjoy the world of two or more people.

But in such a dangerous situation now, shielding psychic power will only increase people’s anxiety.

Charlie even thinks it’s a special punishment.

Like the wrist-cutting and dripping water recorded in ancient civilizations, what really leaves a mark on their souls is fear.

“He won’t drive us crazy alive, will he?”

Charlie has already started scaring himself, feeling the horror of this punishment.

So when Charlie heard footsteps, he initially thought he was hallucinating, until Tianshu stood up and straightened his clothes, he was sure the footsteps were not a hallucination!

That damn devil finally came!

Alright, want to negotiate terms, huh? Charlie is eager to try, feeling the wounds on his body almost not hurting anymore, he covers the wound and stands up, walking to Tianshu’s side, lowering his voice, “Use your eloquence, diplomat, convince him like you convinced me.”

“Unlike Charlie’s disheveled state, Tianshu at least wasn’t injured. Without the protection of psychic power, he didn’t look as panicked and fearful as Charlie. On the contrary, he was unusually excited.

This had nothing to do with his situation; it was the sudden realization that there was actually another of his kind in this world.

As the footsteps approached, Tianshu’s heartbeat quickened. He appeared calm on the surface, but the moment Mo Yin appeared in his sight, his eyes couldn’t help but light up uncontrollably.

His deep purple eyes were incredibly profound, perhaps due to some side effect of mutation, shimmering with infinite changes in light and shadow, their meaning completely unfathomable.

Standing a step apart, Mo Yin halted his steps. He surveyed Tianshu’s face, carefully observing his expression, and noticing many familiar aspects.

In all the small worlds, ‘he’ seemed to gather together in one.

Tianshu was ‘he,’ and ‘he’ was Tianshu.

Mo Yin concluded this in his mind.

In the previous small worlds, no matter what, the two were always separated by a veil, hiding behind character settings, concealing a part of themselves.

In this world, they could be considered ‘meeting candidly.’

It was perfect for a good love affair.

The way Mo Yin scrutinized him made Tianshu feel a peculiar thrill.

He must have sensed it too.

They were of the same kind.

Mo Yin raised his hand, clad in dark leather gloves that distinctly outlined each finger. He undid his cloak, letting it drop to the ground behind his leather boots, revealing the military uniform he wore.

Compared to most natural people, Mo Yin could be considered strong. The fitted uniform accentuated the taut and coordinated lines of his muscles. His waist was slim but evidently not delicate; it contained an immeasurable explosive force.

In the psychic power-shielded prison cell, there was no difference between natural people and animals.

Tianshu’s eyes flickered as he gazed at Mo Yin, seeing a magnificent and powerful beast.

“I can give you a chance to negotiate with me.”

Mo Yin’s voice sounded somewhat hoarse in Tianshu’s ears at this moment, as if suppressing something.

Then, he took something from his waist and threw it towards Tianshu.

Without hesitation, Tianshu raised his hand.

It was a key.

“Walk out yourself,” Mo Yin stepped back half a step. “And also, get rid of that bothersome robe of yours.”

Quietly waiting beside them, Charlie, who was awaiting Tianshu to display his charm, suddenly widened his eyes as he watched Mo Yin’s restrained excitement.

Charlie discreetly swallowed.

Well.

From the current perspective, although same-sex orientation is not mainstream, it’s not particularly strange.

Just Charlie never expected that the famous commander of District One, a politician skilled in sophistry and manipulating hearts, would rely on his own body to escape confinement.

Hmm…

Charlie held back a laugh.

In a sense, this is quite interesting.

Tianshu in front of him seemed to accept this implication, promptly and cleanly removing his outer robe, tossing it to the amused Charlie beside him. When he pulled down the fabric, Tianshu had already walked out of their cell.

“All right,” Tianshu said gently. “Can we begin negotiating now?”

Mo Yin nodded, then took something else from his waist. Because the light was dim, after shielding psychic power, their vision was only at an ordinary level. Tianshu didn’t realize what it was until Mo Yin gently straightened it in his hand.

It was a completely black whip, coiled several times around the equally black leather glove, tightly wound with strength.

Tianshu abruptly lifted his face, shifting his gaze from it to Mo Yin’s face.

“You’re free to escape,” Mo Yin smiled, offering sincerely, “or you’re free to scream to your heart’s content.”