Abyss Express

Chapter 665 Postscript ③·Gravity

Half a month later, Wang Damin, who had become a prisoner of war and a prisoner, returned to the Nine Realms Headquarters.

He got his wish and returned to the familiar "civilized world" and the gentle hometown of his dreams——

——There is a 24-hour hot water supply, plenty of electricity, electronic equipment and a variety of entertainment.

He became an empty shell, losing his value as a prisoner. There is information about Judas and the Alliance of the Eternals. David Victor has used the power of the soul to take away this vital information.

From the beginning to the end, Wang Damin believed that he would not die, and this strong thinking inertia still affected his words and deeds.

He is a time traveler, a son of destiny, and a brave man summoned by the God of Grain. He could still feel that the soul power of [Change the Destiny·Change the Destiny] continued to play its due role. The divine incarnation was protecting his body, and it seemed that nothing could harm him.

In simpler terms, Kunwu considers himself a player——

——This body is just one of his game characters. The characters in the game are just emotionless and worthless NPCs.

As long as [Change the Destiny·Change the Destiny] can protect him and still holds three to four hundred lives in his hands, he can sit on the Diaoyutai without being sanctioned by the civilized world - after all, the civilized world also has its moral gods. sword.

At first, just as Kunwu thought, after arriving in the Nine Realms, he was well received - even if it was prison rice, which was a pre-made dish produced on a modern industrial assembly line, as long as a few seasonings were added, the cooked synthetic meat would be better than Human flesh is delicious.

He got a computer, which he could only surf on the underground world's intranet, read books and newspapers, and occasionally play some simple games. Being able to turn on Invincible Heroes and Red Alert, he was already grateful and grateful.

The half-wolves who were assigned to take care of the Nine Worlds Station from Qingjin Academy were very surprised - this felon seemed to have gone crazy, and he was so happy and fulfilled every day.

It wasn't until the third day that Aohun Mingde came to visit the prison in person, and the master of the Nine Realms came to the prisoner who was about to be sentenced to death.

"I have discussed it with the cabinet and you don't have to go through the trial process."

The little black cat got directly into the iron fence without making any move to open the door——

——It carried two paws on its back, changed into a decent little suit, raised its head and looked at the manager of the enemy camp.

"These things provided to you in prison are humanitarian hospice care. In fact, I don't want to do this. I have never regarded you as a human being, so naturally there is no humanity."

At this point, Wang Damin still didn't reply. He was indulged in the beautiful illusion created by video games, just like a five or six-year-old child who goes to an Internet cafe and can secretly play games without showing his ID card. He is intoxicated in CS1 In the world of .6, I try hard to recall the days hundreds of years ago.

When he heard "trial process" and "hospice care", his blood-red eyes moved slightly, but he didn't care at all. He didn't care at all. He just wanted to seize this short moment and seize the moment in front of him. of beauty.

It is hard for the proud and ruthless Mingde to imagine what cruel tricks Judas used to torture this time traveler into the half-mad state he is now. What kind of torture was it to throw a modern man into Shambhala? .

BOSS continued: "If Wood Plaque hadn't promised you, I wouldn't have given you these things."

Wang Damin still didn't respond. He was breathing heavily. He just clenched the mouse and looked for his former self in the rapid gun battle. When he arrived at Shambhala, he could no longer be a human being and could only be the leader of Kunwu.

After a while, he returned to reality from the game world and said hello to Aoheng Mingde, the Lord of the Nine Realms in a serious manner.

"Yo, hehe."

He was so casual that he didn't take his death sentence seriously at all.

"What do you mean? Are you going to execute me?"

BOSS's expression was very calm. He always paid attention to his majesty and appearance, but this time he seemed calm and empty in his heart.

It didn't care about this time traveler. Earlier, Concho Johnny had angered the good cat - because that good-looking kid who could fight was a warrior blessed by the good cat.

"Yes, counting from the time you boarded the Mayflower for the return trip, I discussed your death penalty with the Security Council. In the past two days, the result is that it is time for you to leave."

"What can you do to me?" Wang Damin still had a confident attitude, "I can be of great use if you keep me! I know you! You are a leader who cherishes talents and loves them. My soul power is so powerful. .”

Before Wang Damin could finish speaking, Aohun Mingde interrupted -

"——We have a way to deal with you harmlessly, Wang Damin, but you still don't understand your situation or what crime you have committed."

After hearing this, Master Kunwu finally began to feel guilty.

"Still talking hard hahaha"

"Hehehe"

"Are you sure you want to give up on me? Give up on my innate psychic abilities?"

"Don't you have a lot of VIPs? For each administrative district in the nine realms, these opinion leaders, these heroes in the eyes of the masses, they can all receive a death-free gold medal from me."

"I"

Aohen Mingde didn't say anything, climbed onto the table, and looked at each other at the same height as Wang Damin.

Wang Damin's voice became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more panicked.

"This business is easy to settle. Just do a elementary school math problem. I can take care of 666 high-value units. You only need to pay the lives of 666 death row prisoners and lock them up. , let them eat well, drink well, and live healthily. No matter how serious the injuries are to the soldiers you love so much, even if they lose a small life, you can transfer this misfortune to the death row prisoners On the body."

"Do you still care about the lives of those untouchables in Shambhala?"

"Could it be."

"Proud and ruthless and virtuous."

Wang Damin's face became increasingly ugly, and his body gradually became stiff.

"I know"

He immediately began to struggle to save himself, trying to defend himself.

"I know that I have done some unclear things for Judas in the past. I know that I know it."

"I have already confessed my crime. If you let David Victor play tricks on me, isn't my confession attitude not good enough?"

"You have to think about it, if I hadn't cooperated this time, would it have been so easy for your attack team to take down Tai Ye? Would it have been that simple?"

"Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong with me?"

After a long time, Aohun Mingde did not speak.

The good cat is thinking, and he feels very sad——

——It’s not because Wang Damin feels uncomfortable. But I felt sorry for the other two right-hand men from Shambhala.

Shambhala will subtly change a person. Even if Wang Damin comes from another civilized world, in this barbaric and bloody trial, the fertilizer in this soil has changed him beyond recognition.

Wood Plaque and Luo Pingping came to the administrative area governed by the Nine Realms from the other side of the sea. They had to stick to the right path, maintain their human form, and not devote themselves to the cause of Judas. How difficult and difficult it was.

"I'm here to sentence you to death, not to discuss with you." Ao Mingde said calmly: "This is a notice. You don't have to accept it, but you can't stop it. Nothing you say can change the outcome."

At this time, Wang Damin went completely crazy. His heart became fragile and irritable, and he immediately asked loudly——

"——Why!? Why! You have to give me a reason!"

Aohun Mingde: "Your soul power is indeed very powerful. Your identity as a time traveler may be very noble in your eyes. I know that you are confident in your talents. You have strong organizational skills and can make a group of addicts The bloody monster is obedient and obedient - I think he is also a good person in managing the company."

"Yes!" Wang Damin quickly agreed: "Yes! Leader! So you know! I thought you didn't know!"

The good cat shook his head: "But I don't feel sorry at all to sentence you to death."

"Why!" Wang Damin didn't understand.

The good cat explained: "Because I'm not Judas and I don't eat human flesh."

"Ah?" Wang Damin couldn't figure it out now, he couldn't understand.

The good cat then patiently explained further, asking the immortal to die clearly.

"This is a matter of principle and there is no room for mediation."

"There are many blood-granting monsters like you who have come to surrender. In the middle and late period of the expedition era, there were many fence-riding factions. Talents with a little bit of brains and ability have already begun to think about how to find a good home."

"They can give up drugs, endure the pain of transforming from blood-giving monsters into lycanthropy patients, give up their strength, and become vegetarians and eat food supplements - but the cannibalistic nature in their bones cannot be changed. As long as they chat with each other for a few words, they can The true colors are revealed.”

"Their disregard for life is as natural as breathing. When they exhale a little, a nauseating stench emerges from the flesh between their teeth."

"Wood Placker should have given you a chance. I have read the content of your conversation."

"He asked you to remove the psychic power and let go of all the hostages in your hands - did you listen to him?"

Wang Damin shook his head, feeling that this request was ridiculous——

——Removing psychic powers? Doesn't this mean he will die?

"I promised him! Didn't I let some people go? He also promised me and did send a computer to him."

BOSS patted Kun Wu on the shoulder: "Then this transaction stops at this computer. If you don't want to talk, then I can't talk to you anymore. You make me feel sick - you can still speak, and To have the luxury of being in my cell is an insult to me and my warriors."

"Haha." Wang Damin laughed in fear, sweating on his forehead: "You have a way to execute me? I don't even know how I should die. Hahaha. Great Lord of the Nine Realms! Do you really think you can do this?"

"If you want to kill me, you have to kill my scapegoat first."

"I don't have any objections. What can I have? Anyway, these untouchables will die when they die. In time, we can find new ones."

"But your golden body cannot be stained with human blood. You have said this yourself repeatedly - you do not eat human flesh."

Aohun Mingde didn't mean to talk nonsense anymore. He jumped off the table and chair, got out of the iron fence, and left without looking back.

Like many death row inmates——

——Wang Damin did not believe that he would die at first. Before going to the execution ground, these people were unrepentant. Even when they saw the coffin, as long as it was not covered with soil, they believed that they were not wrong.

He still eats and drinks in prison, and plays games every day, waiting for the "hard-talking" Ao Mingde to change his attitude.

It wasn't until three days later that two strong green gold guards took him to the escort vehicle.

He was blindfolded and sent to the mortal world wearing a cut-proof and stab-proof straitjacket woven with wire and iron rings.

The moment the white armored vehicle drove out of the Hung Hom Cross-Harbour Tunnel, Wang Damin felt a burning and tingling sensation on his skin——

——He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been exposed to the real sun. The summer in HK was full of heat, and the energy of this star made him feel the pain of his approaching end.

The death penalty procedure that he couldn't think of, someone had already thought of it for him.

After a thirty-two-hour journey, we arrived at KSC (Kennedy Space Center)——

——Come to Merritt Island, Florida, NASA's Manned Spacecraft Ground Control Center.

When Wang Damin took off his blindfold, he felt like he was in another world. He looked at the launch tower reaching into the sky and at the bustling tourists coming and going. Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar world to him.

An advertisement is playing on the multimedia center screen.

"In 2021, at 8 pm Eastern Time on September 15th, the space exploration company SpaceX will carry out the first commercial manned space mission."

"The Crew Dragon spacecraft lifted off from Launch Pad 39A at the Kennedy Space Center and escorted four passengers on their three-day space journey."

The staff of the Security Council, the National Security Agency, the FBI, and the TRG Psychic Affairs Bureau worked hard to send this death row prisoner to the execution platform.

Four hours later, there were four guests with special identities in the cabin of the Orion manned spacecraft.

Except for Kunwu, the other three people don't like to talk. They are violent agencies of the TRG Psychic Affairs Administration. They are just executioners of death sentences and have nothing in common with death row prisoners.

In addition to the voyage report, the launcher's various safety review work voices, and the brief communication between the ground control and the astronauts, Wang Damin's mind has become blank.

Judging from the English content broadcast by the ground control system, this was just an ordinary satellite launch mission, and three passengers were taken along. It seemed that Wang Damin had become a transparent person. He also guessed the cause of his death and would leave. The earth becomes a piece of space junk.

As the spacecraft took off, the powerful thrust pressed him down on the chair. When he wanted to scream loudly and beg for mercy, it was already too late. The shaking of the ship's hull and the rapidly flying earth outside the observation window made him lose all will to survive.

He began to rejoice again——

——This is a way of death that not many people can ask for?

I no longer regretted it, as if I had let go of everything.

The spacecraft broke through the sky all the way upwards. He worked hard to straighten his body and looked out the window at the vast land. There were no longer any chains or cages. The planet was about to be seen in full view.

When he came to the warm layer/ionized layer, he could see most of the earth clearly. It was not like what he expected or what he remembered.

The curvature of the planet is not as strong as in the NASA promotional video. It seems to be a squat, irregular ellipse.

Two new cyclones have just formed in the Pacific Ocean. They are heading towards Malaysia and will gradually turn into typhoons.

The moment he completely left low-Earth orbit——

——Wang Damin entered the door of death state. It seemed that he was too far away from the power of his soul and too far away from the magnetic field of Mother Earth.

[Change the Destiny·Change the Destiny] could not change his fate. The moment his spirit body was shattered, a layer of withered yellow appeared on the surface of his body. This was the moment his soul tree was shattered into pieces. These six hundred and sixty-six pairs of birds that left the nest would never return to him.

He had lost gravity a long time ago. After falling into the door of death, he was pulled and manipulated at will by the three executioners around him, and was thrown into the isolation cabin.

In order to withstand the strong solar wind, the isolation cabin was quickly completely powered off.

These few seconds of darkness made his heart pound with panic and fear.

Soon he was no longer afraid -

——The unparalleled solar wind blew over.

He came into the cosmic medium without any protection or life-support equipment.

He felt that the blood in his body rapidly lost pressure and boiled, and his visual system was paralyzed within a second.

The extremely cold vacuum and extremely hot solar wind turned him into brittle sand, and everything fell silent.

The isolation cabin spit out a burst of boosting gas, quickly throwing the condemned prisoner away from the spacecraft.

He kept rolling in the dark background of the universe, turning into ashes under the heat of the sun. In just a few breaths, he couldn't even have his clothes left, and he was getting further and further away from the earth.

——Yes, he is dead.