I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

Xie Qi looked at the yellow-haired young man with a smile, and he didn't seem to think that he had frightened others at all.

"You, how did you come here? I, I don't know you."

The young man stuttered, still frightened, and even more courageous.

"It's okay, I don't know you either, I will know you later."

Xie Qi sat down on the side of his bed very familiarly.

The young man immediately stood up and moved to the diagonal side, far away from this weirdo.

"Speaking of which, why did you come in here?"

Xie Qi planned to build a good relationship with this future roommate, so he casually mentioned the topic that others had asked him before.

Hearing this question, the young man's face darkened, and the spirit that was frightened before was gone.

"I, I was caught accidentally because of reselling mechanical prosthesis."

Reselling mechanical prosthesis?

Xie Qi had a lot of questions in his mind. He had no memory of his original body and didn't know much about the technological level of this world, but judging from the literal meaning, was it similar to the reselling of human organs on the black market in his time?

I didn't expect that such a serious crime would only be graded F in this era. It seems that this world is quite dangerous.

Xie Qi stared at the F on the badge on the young man's chest and thought while touching his chin.

The young man didn't expect that the weirdo in front of him would think him so dangerous. In their era, medical technology has reached the point where limbs can be replaced at will.

Many people will take the initiative to install mechanical prostheses for the convenience of life or for their own preference, even if they are not disabled.

Although prostheses still need regular maintenance and are not as convenient as the original ones, this business has always been very hot.

Where there is demand, there is a market. Where there is a market, capital will rush in like a blood-sucking worm.

Tenglong Machinery Company, one of the largest companies in the world, monopolizes 80% of the world's prosthesis manufacturing. All kinds of transactions, replacements and other businesses must be conducted through this company.

It is illegal to buy, sell or smuggle mechanical prostheses privately.

Even the government has introduced a series of restrictive policies. Even if the price of mechanical prostheses themselves is not too expensive, with the various additional taxes that need to be paid in the formal procedures, it is not affordable for ordinary F-class and E-class citizens.

This has spawned a black market for reselling such illegal products.

The prices of various items in it are not much cheaper than those in formal channels, but without the high taxes, ordinary citizens can also buy one or two desired prostheses.

Fortunately, even if Tamron Machinery Company has occupied the market, it is not a complete monopoly.

Due to the opposition of the remaining 20% ​​of companies and the government, the mechanical prostheses sold by his company are not numbered.

After all, if the prostheses manufactured by Tamron Company and other companies are distinguished, then a series of supporting product markets may gradually be swallowed up by Tamron, and models specifically suitable for Tamron products may be made.

At that time, even if people who want to buy other products for cheap prices want to buy products from other companies, they will give up this idea because the various supporting parts are too difficult to buy or the maintenance is too troublesome.

The game of major companies is hidden in the depths of the waves, and the black market survives in their cracks.

Many citizens of low rank can only receive a small amount of subsidies per month, and as long as they have a little demand for life, they will be stretched.

And the positions of major companies have either been replaced by robots or by high-ranking citizens.

These low-ranking citizens, who are called social parasites by the upper class, want to make some money, and they can only go through these illegal channels.

It can be said that this kind of behavior of the young man is common among this group of people, and it is not as difficult as Xie Qi thought.

The young man didn't know that Xie Qi had misunderstood, but after explaining his situation, he also looked up and asked Xie Qi how he got in.

Hearing the young man's question, Xie Qi thought that the other party seemed to feel unconvinced when he didn't explain it clearly before, so he said categorically: "I just threw a piece of garbage casually, and I was caught without throwing it into the trash can."

"Ah?" The young man looked puzzled.

Just the garbage was not thrown into the trash can? What is the crime? Why hasn't he heard of it?

Could it be that this weirdo didn't want to tell him?

The young man silently complained in his heart.

Just at this moment, another guest came to the door.

This time it was no longer the warden, but a robot, holding a tray with a set of clothes on it.

It stopped in front of Xie Qi's cell under the gaze of the prisoners, and a light shot out of its eyes, and the door of the cell opened a narrow gap.

"No. PIE897777, new level prison uniforms have been delivered, please sign for them."

After the robot finished speaking, it put the tray into the hole and waited for Xie Qi to take the clothes away.

"New prison uniforms?"

Not onlyIt was Xie Qi who was surprised. The young man had also been paying attention to them.

The dark blue prison uniform was folded neatly. Xie Qi went forward to pick up the uniform and shook it. He found that except for the color, the style of the prison uniform was exactly the same as the black one he was wearing.

There was also a new badge on the tray with Xie Qi's name on it, but the level was changed to E level.

Xie Qi knew about the level upgrade when he was in the dungeon, but he didn't know that he would change clothes according to the level.

Then why did the prisoners who were already E and D levels wear the same black clothes as him?

Since Xie Qi came in, there have been too many exceptions to him.

The prisoners in other cells speculated whether he had someone here, otherwise why was he treated so differently from them.

Soon, Xie Qi became a big boss with a mysterious background in their eyes, and he was not the same kind of person as them.

Xie Qi naturally didn't know what they were thinking, and of course he wouldn't care if he knew.

It would be best if these small fish didn't bother him because they were afraid of his background.

"Mr. Huangmao, can I ask you a favor?"

Xie Qi asked politely.

But the person he asked did not think he was polite. Who would call someone Huangmao when they first met?

The young man's face turned pale, but he did not dare to refute him. He just whispered that his name was Luo Chi, and then asked what it was.

"Can you please turn around? I need to change clothes."

Xie Qi had a smile on his face, but his tone was matter-of-fact.

Although they were both men, Xie Qi did not have the habit of changing clothes naked under the gaze of strangers.

Unexpectedly, it was such a small matter. The yellow-haired young man, that is, Luo Chi, turned around silently, facing the wall, waiting for Xie Qi to change clothes.

After changing clothes, Luo Chi also turned around.

After several exchanges, he was not very defensive against Xie Qi.

He asked curiously where he was taken before?

Hearing this question, Xie Qi suddenly laughed, giving Luo Chi goose bumps.

He couldn't help thinking that this roommate might have some mental problems. Why does he always feel different from ordinary people?

"I went there, but it's a good place. Many people play with me. I really want to go in again soon~"

The man in dark blue prison uniform leaned against the wall with a pale face, and a faint blush added a touch of blood to his face.

He habitually narrowed his black eyes and coaxed Luo Chi: "Let's play together if we have a chance~"