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2.77% Extreme Fist Tyrant / Chapter 2: Prison Mate

Kapitel 2: Prison Mate

Although it was a difficult start in hell mode, like many other time travelers, Chen Chong was not without support.

After being trapped in this desperate situation, he accidentally discovered something in his mind that he couldn't comprehend.

A strange "light ball" with bizarre information inside.

This thing seemed to be the culprit that brought him to this parallel timeline. According to the information in his mind, Chen Chong speculated that this light ball in his mind seemed to have the ability to materialize fantasy items, much like a famous big light ball.

Chen Chong couldn't determine whether this mysterious light ball in his mind was the legendary main god or not. Because the content that this light ball could exchange was too scarce. No matter how he searched and explored, there were only a few dozen item information, and except for the missing display information of some strange items such as "Super God Water", "T Virus Improved Version", and "Bone Marrow Pill", they could not be materialized. The reason is unknown.

As for the main god's signature bloodline transformation and strengthening initiation, there was no trace of them.

Moreover, this light ball, which looked so much like the main god, seemed to have no consciousness at all. It neither issued any strange tasks nor had the ability to make Chen Chong travel through time and enter any movie world. Apart from the extremely shabby exchange list, it was almost like a lifeless object. It didn't possess the omnipotence of the real main god's big light ball.

In addition, this severely deficient version of the main god's materialization item did not require any plot or survival points, but seemed to only need a special unit of energy. Chen Chong called it materialization power.

Through three months of exploration, Chen Chong discovered that the growth of this mysterious materialization power had two paths: one was when his spirit reacted violently to continuous pain, and the other was when he was bound to the experimental table for electric shock experiments. Each time a strong electric current passed through his body, the materialization power of the main god would increase to varying degrees.

These two discoveries were also made by Chen Chong after suffering a lot.

However, the growth rate of these two methods was not significant. After experiencing more than 100 days and nights of pain and torment, Chen Chong had only accumulated a materialization power of 1024 units.

But even so, it became Chen Chong's only reliance in this almost life-threatening situation!

Chen Chong didn't have time to figure out what this light ball in his mind was. He couldn't even guarantee his own life, so thinking about these things was meaningless. In fact, if it weren't for the existence of the light ball in his mind giving him hope of escape, Chen Chong would almost certainly not have been able to hold on until now.

As for how to escape from this experimental base that was like a dragon's den, Chen Chong had a rough plan in mind after three months of observing the base.

...

Dah, dah, dah...

After Chen Chong was taken back to the cell for a few hours, in the dim and damp corridor, the sound of urgent and powerful footsteps broke the silence.

The footsteps seemed to represent a certain signal, and most of the prisoners in the cells, who were originally stiff, suddenly became lively, turning their heads to look at the corridor. The numbness in their eyes turned into deep fear.

"Hey, you poor worms are in luck!"

A whole team of tall white guards entered, led by a burly man with a beard. He was like an iron tower, exuding a dangerous beast-like aura. He whistled and sneered as he looked at the prisoners in each cell:

"The benevolent Dr. Katherine has prepared the weekly candlelight dinner. Now, you pieces of trash better line up properly and get ready to enjoy your candlelight dinner!"

The man who spoke was the captain of the guard, Jason.

After Jason finished speaking, the prisoners in the cells sighed with relief, their previously numb and fearful expressions disappeared, replaced by a sense of joy and anticipation.

In the corner of the cell, Chen Chong, who had already recovered his physical strength, sneered.

The so-called candlelight dinner was exactly what it sounded like. The base's restaurant was where the guards and various researchers dined. Approximately every seven days, all the experimental subjects in the cells had the opportunity to go to the restaurant for a meal, like being let out for a breath of fresh air. Compared to the foul and synthetic liquid food they usually ate, being able to taste whole pieces of meat or even fruits in the base's restaurant became the prisoners' only hope in this dark and hopeless prison.

Chen Chong knew very well that providing these prisoners with the so-called candlelight dinner was not an act of compassion from Dr. Catherine. It was because the death rate of the experimental subjects was extremely high, and a considerable portion of them suffered from mental breakdowns or attempted to resist due to long-term suppression.

This inevitably affected the experiments conducted by Dr. Catherine, which led to the once-every-seven-days opportunity to let them out.

The thought flashed through Chen Chong's mind, and in front of him, the rusty iron bars had already been opened. Johnson, standing high above, looked down with a teasing expression and laughed:

"You, a kid with a tougher life than cockroaches, are lucky. Dr. Catherine specifically ordered that you have an extra meal. Come out!" 

Chen Chong couldn't be bothered to waste words with him and just stood up and walked out of the cell.

 The other prisoners gradually walked out of the cell one by one. A total of twenty-eight scruffy and weak-looking prisoners formed a long line. Johnson was satisfied with how obedient the prisoners were. He used his ID card to open the electronic door and, together with his subordinates, escorted the prisoners out of the prison.

Passing through the second electronic door, the group walked out of the dim prison corridor. All the prisoners, including Chen Chong, were immediately dazzled by the bright lights and quickly covered their eyes.

In front of them appeared a complex steel corridor.

"It's time for the boss to let these monkeys out again."

"Fuck, I can't understand why the doctor allows these garbage to eat in our restaurant. The whole restaurant has to be thoroughly disinfected after they finish eating."

"Hey, monkeys, do you want to eat my bananas?"

"Oh, Carol, you disgusting person."

As they silently walked through the steel corridor, the escort guards and the patrol guards they encountered along the way greeted each other playfully. All of these guards were white, and when they saw Chen Chong and the other prisoners being escorted, they either completely ignored them or openly mocked and disdainful. Chen Chong, who was at the back of the line, counted in his mind the number of guards they encountered along the way, completely ignoring their malicious ridicule:

"The prison is located in the deepest part of the base, with only one exit, and it must pass through this corridor."

"Experimental area, restaurant, researchers' rest area, storage area, and rooms of unknown purpose... Each corridor has surveillance cameras and guards patrolling..."

"Their equipment, handguns, stun batons..."

"So far, no technology beyond Earth in my previous life has been discovered. Judging from the rough appearance of this base, it may even be inferior."

One thought after another flashed through Chen Chong's mind.

The entire underground experimental base was the size of half a football field, filled with a rough industrial style that resembled more of a large prison than a base. The group of prisoners twisted and turned within it, passing through one electronic door after another, finally arriving at a well-decorated spacious hall.

On the upper floor of the hall, the interior was obscured by curtains, and on the lower floor, rows of tables, chairs, and benches were neatly arranged. Several chefs dressed in chef's attire were busy with something in the innermost display window.

 As soon as they entered the restaurant, all the prisoners' eyes were immediately drawn to the display window, greedily sniffing the faint aroma of food in the air.

"Alright, you wretched creatures!"

Captain Johnson clapped his hands and shouted:

"Now, you garbage, line up obediently for me! Whoever dares to cause trouble for me, my baton will be immediately shoved into his crotch! You have only thirty minutes!"

More than twenty prisoners glanced at each other, then cooperatively formed a long queue and walked towards the window, ready to receive their rare and sumptuous dinner.

Most of the prisoners had been to the base's restaurant before and knew how vicious these fair-skinned guards were. There was once a prisoner who tried to snatch someone else's food and bring it back to his cell, but he caught Johnson's attention and had his ribs broken by a baton. He died on the operating table in just two days.

The long queue quickly shortened, and most of the prisoners eagerly looked forward to their turn. However, Chen Chong's mind was not focused here; instead, he occasionally observed the second floor of the restaurant.

The second floor was where all the researchers at the base dined, including " **" that Chen Chong mentioned, the head of the whole human potential development experiment, Dr. Catherine. But after observing for a while, Chen Chong did not see Catherine's figure.

"416?"

After a few minutes, Chen Chong stood in front of the window. The person distributing the food squinted his eyes and examined the number "416" on Chen Chong's chest. With a strange smile, he said:

"Poor but lucky kid, Dr. Catherine specifically instructed to give you an extra meal."

Then, a steaming plate of food was pushed in front of Chen Chong: two roasted potatoes, two pieces of bread, a large piece of greasy meat, a big bowl of bone soup, and two fist-sized unknown fruits, resembling some kind of fruit.

This double portion meal immediately elicited jealous gazes from the prisoners behind Chen Chong. Of course, Chen Chong had no problem with having extra food to supplement his strength and nutrition. He picked up the plate and found a relatively quiet place to silently eat.

The restaurant was filled with the sound of devouring and chewing, while the guards scattered around the hall, monitoring like monkeys. Chen Chong casually finished his food while quietly continuing to observe the attic above.

Clank.

At this moment, a tray suddenly appeared in front of him, and a man with a scar on his face sat down opposite him. His chest bore the number 498.

Huh?

Chen Chong raised an eyebrow, expressionless.

Because of his tough luck, Chen Chong actually held a high position in the minds of the other inmates. However, due to his disappointment with most of the prisoners' attitude of idling away their time, Chen Chong rarely bothered to interact with his cellmates, so usually no one would actively disturb him.

But the prisoner sitting across from him now left an impression on him. Number 498 with the scarred face was also considered a veteran in the prison, having experienced various tortures no less than Chen Chong. His willpower and vitality were equally strong.

"I'm Lin Kun, Chen Chong. We are the same kind of people."

Number 498 with the scarred face didn't even look at Chen Chong. He continued flipping his food and went straight to the point with a low voice that only the two of them could hear:

"You should know that in such a large underground facility, there must be a large ventilation system for air circulation, especially... in the restaurant kitchen."

Chen Chong instantly understood what he meant, and his eyes sharpened like a knife!


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