Chapter 508: Takeoff / Took Flight

The two men were unwilling, yet they dared not slam the door and leave; in the end, they still signed.

Qian Huan was smugly pleased, revealing a "Second Prison entirely in my grasp" guffaw.

Qian Warden's laughter could be heard even in the corridor outside the door.

The two resigned Zone Chiefs were impotently furious.

"A petty person risen to power!"

The Zone Chief on the left clenched his fists, squeezing a curse out from between his teeth,

"Acting so ruthlessly — just you watch, he'll meet a bad end sooner or later."

The one on the right gnashed his teeth, but before he could speak, a huge explosion boomed from behind them, and the entire floor seemed to shake.

The outer door of the Warden's Office was blasted into twisted deformation, crashing onto the opposite wall like a cannonball.

Blazing firelight and a shockwave instantly blew out the door frame; cracks crawled up the walls on both sides.

Then a figure was seen flung out, smashing into the wall like a cloth doll, then sliding down limply, revealing fractured arms and wires tangled inside.

Then came the crack-crack sound of glass shattering in sheets, and Qian Huan's scream of terror, despair, and utmost rage.

"Three floors up, I caonima——"

The scream cut off abruptly.

The triple-layered explosion-proof glass exploded with a boom; tens of millions of glass shards became a rotating heavy rain, engulfing him.

His whole body instantly soared up and slammed diagonally into the ceiling, then fell heavily back down; before his consciousness sank into darkness, an absurd realization surfaced in his mind:

"I... ultimately took flight in the Second Prison?!!"

The two Zone Chiefs were staggered a few steps by the blast's aftershocks in the corridor, nearly toppling over.

Both men's faces changed in horror; they looked at each other in dismay.

The left Zone Chief was so frightened he nearly bit through his tongue; a storm of shock surged in his heart:

"Words become law — my tongue mutated, I said he'd die and he died?"

The right Zone Chief turned his head, eyes wide, lips trembling as if wanting to ask but not daring:

"You're the more ruthless one — you directly blew up the Warden?"

The left Zone Chief hurriedly explained: "Don't look at me, it wasn't me."

The right Zone Chief rapidly nodded: "Okay okay okay, not looking at you, you say it wasn't you then it wasn't you."

"Cao!"

The left Zone Chief had no time for more words; he thought of something and rushed toward the Warden's Office; the right Zone Chief reacted half a beat slower but also hurriedly followed.

The two charged into the room; the first thing that met their eyes was the flung-up sofa and tea table, and the glass wall blasted open with a huge hole.

Fact proved: the explosion-proof glass wall is riot-proof but not blast-proof.

Of course, it's not ruled out that the bomb's power was too terrifying, or it was a tofu-dreg project, etc.

However, these two Zone Chiefs had no mind to care about such things at this moment.

Their gazes focused in unison on the Warden, blasted beyond recognition, his whole body pierced full of glass shards.

The Warden lay on the ground, motionless, alive or dead unknown.

Beside him was a shattered table; beneath the table pressed two scattered documents.

Parts of the documents were already shattered, parts burnt charred, but some portions remained intact.

A flash of urgency crossed the left Zone Chief's eyes; he scrambled to pick up the documents on the ground in a fluster.

The right Zone Chief hurriedly joined in, grabbing them and stuffing them straight into his bosom.

The two looked at each other; their eyes seemed to hide boundless wild joy, just like Qian Huan's victor's guffaw moments ago.

"It's here, it's here, the press conference had an accident."

"This game of chess in the Second Prison isn't over yet; the higher-ups haven't placed a piece to concede."

On the shards of explosion-proof glass, two faces twisted by wild joy were reflected.

Pong——Bang!

The teetering window was violently torn off; the narrow metal window frame was also ripped open to both sides like paper by a giant hand.

Concrete chunks fell to the ground; Li Bashan's burly figure crouched at the window edge.

As he arched his back and hunched his shoulders to squeeze through the window frame, the entire window opening seemed to be pried wider like a tofu block.

He swept a glance at the two inside; both instantly started, springing to their feet, retreating half a step with guilty consciences like thieves.

"Don't misunderstand, we two heard the explosion and came in to save Warden Qian."

The left Zone Chief hurriedly explained; the right Zone Chief nodded repeatedly.

Li Bashan didn't even look at the two; he only lowered his head, picked up the Warden, and jumped out the window again.

The left Zone Chief exhaled, then subconsciously felt the documents in his bosom, and said urgently:

"Go, we two should hurry and go too."

The right Zone Chief nodded and followed; the two didn't go out the window, they went out the door.

At the door, Shi Wuming lay limp and motionless, arms fractured, chest caved in.

He had been closer to the explosion point at the time, and with no explosion-proof glass wall between, he had zero reaction time before being blasted out.

His whole body now suffered 80% major damage; if not for his reconstruction, he would already be a corpse.

Right now his consciousness has sunk into unconsciousness; his cranial crystal yuan have blue-screened and crashed.

Only the pair of electronic eyes — the most valuable thing on his whole body — still operated tenaciously, continuously; through the slit of his slightly closed eyelids, a faint blue light flickered.

You get what you pay for; the expensive ones are just different.

After a long time, Shi Wuming regained some consciousness; he opened his eyelids, looking at his nearly falling-apart self, his heart bottom held ultimate terror:

"Save me, who will save me, I can't die, I haven't bought the data cable yet, 【Consciousness Backup】 hasn't had time to upload..."

Shi Wuming wanted to move, but he simply could not move at all.

A broken arm was nothing; what was terrifying was the powerful explosion, which damaged and leaked the battery components implanted in his body, causing electricity to run rampant inside him.

In short, he short-circuited.

"If someone saves the Prison Warden, does no one care about the Bodyguard?"

Shi Wuming was furious beyond measure,

"If no one comes to save me anymore, even as a Modified Human I'll still kick the bucket."

Just then, footsteps came from the side.

Shi Wuming couldn't turn his neck, only his eyes stiffly shifted, and from the corner of his eye he caught sight of a hand reaching toward him.

"It's you."

Shi Wuming had an impression of this person; he remembered he was called Gong Qi, who liked to follow behind Feng Mu like a mouse's tail.

"You're welcome, Junior Disciple sent me to save you; you follow Prison Warden Qian the whole way, and you must survive to explain clearly where the explosion came from."

Gong Qi looked at Shi Wuming expressionlessly, repeating word for word the lines Feng Mu had entrusted to him.

In his heart he thought with great interest:

"Junior Disciple said, I need not show eagerness to save people, just roughly convey this meaning, let this person record it with his eyes, that's enough, hey—, interesting!"

Gong Qi really liked this rescue mission; he loved this kind of performance-type mission the most.

The only flaw was that this time there was only one line of dialogue.

Shi Wuming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart: "Saved."

Since the other party had said you're welcome, he truly felt not a shred of gratitude in his heart, and what he turned over and over in his mind was:

"I should have acted against the Modified Human earlier; if I had already uploaded and activated the 【Consciousness Backup】 insurance, why would I need someone else to save me……"

(End of Chapter)