Born to Be Rebellious [Quick Transmigration]

"Do not--!"

Ge Xiu yelled hoarsely and opened his eyes suddenly.

There was a cold and pale ceiling in front of me, and the metal surface reflected dazzling light.

He was lying on the ground in a cold sweat, his chest heaving violently with his breathing, and it took him a long time to finally realize where he was.

Ge Xiu supported the ground with his arms, and slowly straightened up, leaning his sweaty back against the metal wall.

He raised his hand to support his forehead, and the electronic shackles flashing blue on his wrists swayed.

Long, black eyelashes hang slightly, concealing all the information hidden deep in the eyes.

At this moment, only a single electronic sound rang from the top of the head.

Immediately afterwards, the warden's emotionless voice came from the loudspeaker: "This time when your world of punishment is over, there was a large-scale emergency power outage in the direction of the institute."

Ge Xiu put his hand on his forehead down.

His eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly raised his eyes. There was no extra emotion in a pair of dark and translucent eyes, only a deep and cold gloom.

He looked at the monitor that was running 24 hours a day, his sight seemed to be able to penetrate the thick metal layer and endless lines.

The warden’s voice kept on saying:

"How many memories do you have before you were arrested?

Ge Xiu has long since recovered from his gaffe.

The corner of his lips provoked a faint arc, and asked unhurriedly:

"Do you want to ask, how much do I know about Pandora's plan?"

There was a harsh electronic sound from the loudspeaker.

Immediately afterwards, there was no sound, and the other side fell into complete silence and silence.

The smile on Ge Xiu's lips deepened.

It seems he was right.

He gently leaned the back of his head against the wall and closed his eyes carelessly, as if he hadn't been affected at all, he quietly closed his eyes and rested his mind.

Time passed by every minute.

Suddenly, there was a creak in the single-person closed cell, the overhead lights suddenly went out, and the spare lamps around them turned on, illuminating the narrow space palely.

Ge Xiu opened his eyes calmly and raised his eyes to look at the location of the surveillance camera.

He could feel that the camera was turned off.

Immediately afterwards, the metal wall of the prison slowly floated and raised a shallow outline, and then, a rectangular one-way window appeared in front of him-this is a wall made of special materials, specially designed for interrogating prisoners. You can only see what the interrogator wants to show, while the prisoner has no hiding place, and you can see everything under the eyes of the other party.

In the window, a silhouette of a man emerged.

The presiding judge's voice was clearly transmitted into Ge Xiu's ears, without being slightly distorted by the action of the loudspeaker, but actually transmitted into the room:

"How much do you know about Pandora Project?"

His voice was cold and deep, barely revealing any obvious information.

——But it’s enough.

Ge Xiu sat on the ground leisurely, with his back leaning against the corner of the wall, squinting his eyes at the window, and said unhurriedly:

"Um... the camera is turned off. It seems that you want to have a conversation outside of the record. Why? Did you find something unexpected?"

"Moreover, I noticed that you turned off the internal power supply of the prison, instead of directly pinching off the camera." He chuckled inexplicably, "Tsk."

Ge Xiu looked at the window in front of him interestingly, and continued:

"Are you too cautious? Or are you worried that you are also under the surveillance of other people?"

The presiding judge was faintly shocked.

He didn't expect that the other party would be able to infer so many things based on his actions alone, and in just a few words, he would smoothly grasp the dominance of the discourse.

So skilful and precise.

However, although he felt frustrated, the presiding judge had to admit that what the other party said was correct.

Especially the part about unexpected discoveries.

Since he had doubts about the case of Ge Xiu, he has launched a comprehensive and detailed investigation of all the charges against Ge Xiu, and the results of the investigation shocked him.

In the official records, Ge Xiu is an instigator, rebel, robber and murderer. He planned bombing attacks on several planets and was behind many large-scale mass killings. He is inexcusable and has blood debts. Tired of villains.

Each crime is clear and specific, with records and evidence.

However, whenever he tried to investigate further down, the clues would always be cut off in some places. Although the witnesses and survivors had specific and detailed personal information and true and correct social security numbers, none of them could be contacted. All His material evidence is classified as top secret, and even he can't get involved.

Every reason that cannot be investigated is reasonable.

But there are too many coincidences.

The presiding judge was not prepared to arbitrarily think Ge Xiu was innocent because of these vague evidence, but these coincidences were enough to make him suspicious.

Especially...and in this matter, the ubiquitous Secret Bureau.

They have always been fascinating and rarely appear in public view, unless they threaten national security, they will show up.

In addition, the last picture sent back by the machine that followed the academy.

All things added up to form a huge mystery, and the presiding judge couldn't help but get upset. He had to resort to the only central figure he could touch to try to peek at the truth behind the fog.

He did not directly answer Ge Xiu's question, but repeated with aggravated voice:

"Plan Pandora, how much do I know."

Ge Xiu shook his head and sighed: "One thing for one thing, the presiding judge. I believe you understand the principle of equivalent exchange?"

The opposite fell silent.

"what would you like?"

Ge Xiu smiled: "It's just information sharing-why did you decide to come to negotiate terms with me, a serious prisoner? What happened?"

Under the dim light, the youth's calm face appeared to be more and more amazingly superior. The beauty of an abyss was temptation and dangerous, and the presiding judge couldn't help but sway slightly.

He calmed down, staring at the prisoner in front of him more vigilantly, examining the pros and cons.

The air fell into silence, as if time had frozen.

The presiding judge took a deep breath slowly, as if finally made up his mind, he stood up and walked towards the window, a transparent area slowly emerged from the metal window in front of him.

The next second, a paper photo was posted on it.

In this era of widespread electronic coverage, it is really rare.

Ge Xiu squinted his eyes, stood up subconsciously, and walked slowly towards the wall.

As the distance shortened, the blurry photo gradually became clear.

The presiding judge's voice sounded again:

"This is a picture from the laboratory responsible for running the Pandora Project."

Ge Xiu stared at the photo blankly.

It seems to be coming from a far end where the signal is not strong. The picture is very blurry, but it is still enough for the viewer to distinguish the information contained in it.

In the huge light blue water tank, a naked man floats quietly in it. He is tall, well-proportioned, and has a clear and perfect texture, like a sculpture made by the hand of God. White bubbles floated upwards slowly from his side, and the long black hair hovered like torn flags, blocking his face.

Countless thin pipes extended from his body, like a huge spider web.

He sleeps peacefully in the blue nutrient solution, his posture is silent and calm.

The presiding judge's voice came again: "Who is this person? What does it have to do with Pandora's plan?"

Ge Xiu seemed to be awakened, and suddenly took his gaze back from the photo.

He has some thoughts that don't belong.

A few seconds later, Ge Xiu raised his eyes again, his face regained his usual composure, and he said: "I really don't have the slightest memory before being arrested. The first picture that stays in my mind is that barren star without a blade of grass. , And I’m standing next to the ship that has crashed. Dozens of your guard ships are suspended in the air, facing me with searchlights."

There was a vaguely suppressed anger in the presiding judge's voice:

"So you want to tell me, you don't know anything?"

Ge Xiu's gaze fell once again to the photo clinging to the glass, and his expression was in a daze.

He suddenly asked:

"In the real world, is there any mental power?"

This question is really boring, it's simply for no reason.

The presiding judge was taken aback, and finally decided to answer this question that sounded innocuous and not a secret: "Of course."

"What is my mental strength value?"

"Class B."

It's neither high nor low, ordinary and unremarkable.

Ge Xiu nodded.

He raised his eyes to look at the obscure figure of the chief judge behind the window, and said slowly:

"If you want to continue the investigation, consider the study of mental power."

The presiding judge's voice was extremely puzzled: "Mental power? How is it possible? The Pandora plan is a large-scale national security plan. What does it have to do with spiritual power research?"

Ge Xiu stopped answering.

He turned and walked back to the original place, sat down cross-legged, and returned to the previous posture.

The black hair that fell in front of him blocked his closed eyes, and the shadow covered his face, like a sculpture that could not speak or move, sitting quietly in a corner of the prison.

·

Inside the institute.

The director stared at the data displayed on the light screen in front of him, his face covered with clouds.

Pandora's volatility value has dropped to a record low.

This situation is really not optimistic.

If this tendency continues to develop, the Pandora plan will be forced to suspend for up to five years.

And no one wants to see this situation.

One of the researchers walked up and handed a new report to the director: "In the last virtual world, the prisoner's pain value has already come out."

The director glanced hurriedly, the expression on his face becoming more and more gloomy.

As the number of times increases, the opponent seems to be quickly adapting to the cruel environment they set and impose. The reports that respond to them are not optimistic every time, and because the opponent’s threshold for physical torture has increased, if this time it continues. The director can even imagine that after the end of the next world, the value conveyed back may even appear to be an unprecedented zero.

This is the only human who can match Pandora with up to 99.97%.

If he can't produce large fluctuations in the virtual world, Pandora's activity will only gradually decrease.

At this moment, the researcher standing next to the director observed his expression, and then spoke carefully:

"Director... I have an idea."

"Say." The director discarded the report irritably.

The researcher paused and continued: "Since prisoners have increased resistance to physical torture and external high-pressure environments, then...Should we try mental pressure?"

The director came to be interested: "What do you say?"

"I studied the values ​​of the first two worlds. It seems that prisoners are constantly suffering from a bad mental state, and the pain value caused by this torture is the only one that slowly rises, so I think that from the mental aspect of suppression and control, Maybe a different effect can be achieved?"

The director nodded thoughtfully: "Indeed."

"But..." The researcher hesitated, and continued with some frustration: "But the prisoner's ability to cope with environmental changes is really strong. The fate trajectory we set for him before, he has not followed the progress once, every time. He deviated midway, and deviated from time to time. The plan we made for him in the later period was completely useless. After the virtual world was built, we had no way to intervene, so we had to remove him in advance..."

This happens almost time and time again.

This prisoner is like a natural unwilling to walk along the route set by others, and every time he makes unexpected actions, causing his destiny trajectory to deviate from the main line-his characteristic is really to let the virtual world builders big head.

The director squinted his eyes slightly:

"Then this time, we forced him to follow the route."

He raised his head: "The electric shock function is online."

"Yes."

·

Ge Xiu opened his eyes.

Although he was prepared, he was still stunned for a while when he saw where he was.

This is a noisy public place, with huge harsh music shaking around the body, and in the distance are countless silhouettes of men and women twisting with the music, appearing crazy and disorderly in the dim and flickering lights.

The glass table in front of it is filled with all kinds of wines, placed in transparent wine glasses, shining with colorful light,

The strong alcohol scent hit his face, making Ge Xiu a little dizzy.

At this moment, a hand touched his thigh, and slowly winding upward:

"Why, don't you drink it yet?"

The thick and rough voice penetrated through the loud music, with a strong maliciousness.

The author has something to say: Ge Xiu: You are done.

Lao Gong: You are done.

Author: Indeed, you are absolutely finished.