Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Banner thought for a long time, only to remember what he was doing when he was about to turn around and step out of the office.

"Mr. Warden, I think I'm still ..."

But he just said half, and was interrupted by Zhang Dianyu.

"Doctor, do you have a top?"

Banner's confused expression has not completely faded, and it is even more confused at this time: "Mr. Warden, what do you want the gyro to do?"

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while: "I ... have mental illness?"

Banner: "?"

He didn't know how to answer, in fact, he quite agreed.

"I ..." Zhang Dianyu saw the funeral timetable that Banner had sent before. Cyclone's funeral was circled with a red marker on the day. He glanced cautiously at Banner, remembering that he was convinced of the scandal between himself and Cyclone, and cleared his throat. "Maybe you have already found out-after Cyclone left, I once doubted the truth of the world, So I need it. "

Banner was silent for a moment, and the warden looked at him from behind his desk, and even when he said this, he seemed to restrain his mood swings.

He sighed slightly, but he still had to ask: "So ... what do you want the top to do?"

Zhang Dianyu was also very puzzled: "Have you never seen" Theft of Dreams "?"

"?" Banner replied: "I've seen it, Mr. Warden, but ... haven't you thought it was a movie?"

Zhang Dianyu smiled: "If the real world may be fake, why can't the movie world be real?"

Banner stunned.

There seems to be something wrong with this logic, and nothing seems wrong.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Banner and said meaningfully: "Maybe you are also a character in a certain work-have you thought about it?"

Banner sighed. He looked at the warden's gaze with some hesitation: "Mr. Warden, maybe you have heard of another theory-in a work, in addition to the protagonist and the characters around him The outside world will be a mist. "

Zhang Dianyu didn't speak.

Banner shrugged: "If a work is really" live ", then the parts that it doesn't describe are blank, that is to say, the characters in it will be inaccessible."

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment, and then clicked on the financial statement on the table: "... Is it impossible to move by inch?"

Banner: "..."

When he walked out of the office tiredly, he remembered that he had come to reject Mr. Warden. But it seems not very wise to go back at this time, he decided to talk about it after a while.

Banner's footsteps gradually disappeared in the corridor, and Zhang Dianyu looked silently at the hole in the wall until a head was sticking out.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He squinted his eyes and felt a bit upset about the person who interrupted his thinking: "Guard Warren, what are you doing?"

"Sir, do you need to make up this hole?" Valen said to him outside the wall hole. "If the engineering team is not available to repair the wall now, can I try it?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He felt a trace of exhaustion.

If it were n’t for fear of triggering an intellectual crisis, he agreed to let Wallen go to the construction team—but it did n’t seem much better to let him stay with Lekert.

"No," Zhang Dianyu answered coldly.

Guard Warren didn't look disappointed either. But he has always been the same expression, after all, just a pixel villain.

He withdrew his head and walked into the office with a tray in the back.

Zhang Dianyu stared at Wallen for a while and suddenly asked: "Are you really interested in the engineering team?"

Warren saluted and answered, "This is one of the only things I know, sir."

Zhang Dianyu fell into contemplation.

In other words, if there is a chance, this pixel villain may also be interested in other prison industries?

After Valen left the office, Yuguang Zhang, still thinking, glanced at the to-do list next to it.

There is a new task under the prison rating task.

What is "being a real estate agent"? He already has a legitimate profession-to be a warden.

But this task can increase points for improving prison rating.

This is the second time, as if this to-do list can detect his ideas.

When he was thinking about how to manage the prison, a prison rating task appeared on the to-do list. When he was about to set up a construction team to make money from real estate agency orders for a long time, he was directly asked to become a real estate agent in the to-do list.

"I don't know what you think," Zhang Dianyu said to the virtual to-do list suspended in the air. "But I think this is quite strange, isn't it?"

The to-do list certainly cannot respond to him.

Replaced by Banner.

As soon as Banner went back into the corridor after dinner, he heard the warden's words. He paused, only to sigh in silence.

The confidence that was established not so long ago, and the refusal to reject the warden, began to shake again.

He couldn't help rubbing his forehead.

After failing to induce Banner to join the construction team for the first time, Zhang Dianyu has not received a definite answer. And Banner looked away from him when he saw him—to be honest, Zhang Dianyu thought it meant only one step away from success.

He studied his task and found that he was still six orders away from becoming a qualified real estate agent, and it did not seem difficult.

But in his view, as long as he continues to take subsidies to make money, he will one day be able to reverse the fiscal deficit.

But the real money-making model in prisons still depends on accepting prisoners. So in order to fill the prisoners lost during the previous Joker escape, he is ready to accept a new batch of prisoners next Tuesday.

In addition, a transfer prisoner will also arrive.

At 8 am on Tuesday, the prison car appeared on the edge of the map on time and slowly entered the prison.

Unlike a long time before, only one transfer prisoner was admitted, this is the second time Zhang Dianyu has accepted a large number of prisoners after entering the game.

The small men wearing red and orange uniforms on the map came out of the prison cars one by one. Until all the prisoners were guarded into the prison inspection room, the last prison car slowly stopped at the gate of the prison.

Zhang Dianyu had a bad hunch.

Only the transfer prisoner remained on the prison car. He was wearing a strange restraint device and an off-white prison uniform similar to a mentally ill criminal.

For a moment, Zhang Dianyu thought he was the talent sent by Arkham again-until he could see the name at the foot of the pixel prisoner on the map, Eric Lansell.

Magneto was really sent in-Zhang Dianyu couldn't help but take a breath. In this way, he may have to keep the secret that has not been completed.

He always felt that it was not so easy.

But he now has a bigger problem-Magneto on the map has completed the transfer and is being escorted by the guards to the prisoner's jail inspection room.

In other words, a few minutes later, he will be shocked by the guard with an electric shock. The gun pointed to his naked clothes and searched.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment.

Now that things have reached this point, he can do very little-for example, mobilizing a dozen or so idle gun guards to stand by and watch Magneto change clothes.