Glitch utopia

Looking at the poet slowly falling down in front of him, Sun Jieke's pupils shrank to a very small size, his eyes were full of disbelief.

The poet died just like that, and he died to save himself?

In just a few hours, he actually didn't know the poet, and I believe the poet didn't know him either.

But now he can easily give up his life and use it to save himself, just as easy as eating a bowl of noodles.

For a moment, he was really upset.

This was the first time someone went to die for him without hesitation, and it was a psychopath he had just met.

Sun Jieke walked over and helped the unrecognizable poet up with a very complicated expression. Looking at him dying just like that, his eyes gradually became wet.

"Poet, although I don't know why you saved me, don't worry, I will live with your expectations! From now on, you are my brother!"

He stretched out his hand tremblingly and slowly closed the poet's wide eyes, but the next second, those eyes opened again.

Then, the poet's smoking body suddenly straightened up and sat up directly from Sun Jieke's arms. "yeyeye~ I have an inspiration!"

"Fuck!" Sun Jieke was frightened by this scene. The sadness that had just been brewing in his heart had not subsided yet, but the poet was alive? !

"Wait, you are not dead?! How could you not be dead? Didn't Saotome say that the AI ​​system of this prison has an anti-intrusion program? As long as you access it, you will die."

However, the poet ignored Sun Jieke's words. He stood up with a carp jump and began to sing while dancing hip-hop.

"YOYOyo, JB JB, the sound is loud, shining in the center of the stage, In every beat and breath!!"

"After ruining poetry, you are ruining rap again, right?" Sun Jieke looked at the guy in front of him helplessly.

It is obvious that in this guy's eyes, taking his own life to save others is far less important than his own rap. Sun Jieke saw the shadow of those death rock hippies in him.

Although he didn't know why the other party was still alive, he was really happy to see the other party alive again. At least he didn't kill another person.

"JB, JB, in the game, you're a legend, in the struggle, the fire in my heart is unstoppable, every night I ignites hope, dreams and sweat are intertwined, and I am getting crazier and crazier on this road!"

"Okay, okay, stop singing, what's the situation with the prison AI system? Has it been enlightened into an awakened AI?"

Just when Sun Jie Ke asked this question, he felt his whole body tremble violently, but he soon realized that it was not his body that was trembling, but the entire Prison No. 3 that was trembling!

When he looked through the thick glass and saw the garbage-covered seabed getting farther and farther away from him, Sun Jie Ke suddenly became excited, "Great, Prison No. 3 is floating up!!"

Just after saying this, Sun Jie Ke suddenly thought of something and immediately turned around and ran towards the room where his brain was imprisoned. "Poet! Go get your brain back! After we float up, we'll escape together!"

Sun Jack ran wildly in Prison No. 3. When he came to the cell where his brain was imprisoned, he saw a man controlling a mechanical arm to take his brain and the equipment out of the layers of glass.

Seeing Sun Jack with a weapon arrive, the man instantly raised Sun Jack's brain high and pretended to throw it to the ground.

As Sun Jack's brain shook violently and hit the glass, Sun Jack also felt dizzy and nauseous for a moment, and could also feel that his connection with this body was disconnected a little. "Wait, wait!"

Resisting the dizziness, Sun Jack quickly put down the rifle in his hand, indicating that he would not threaten him. "We can talk about it! Friend! Put my brain down first!"

The FFP employee looked very excited and excited, and it was unknown what he had taken before coming.

He hugged Sun Jack's head tightly and raised his chin towards him. "Go! Go to the control console! Switch to manual mode and start the self-destruct mode!"

"Oh my god, are you crazy? How can you threaten me like this? I will die anyway if I self-destruct?"

The other party was stunned at first, then felt that Sun Jieke was right, and raised his head again to threaten: "Then switch to manual mode, control Prison No. 3, and stop floating!"

"No, buddy, put your head down first." Sun Jieke tried to appease the other party. "After all, you are just working for FFP. The boss makes money while you risk your life. Is it necessary? Is it necessary?!"

"Why not, give me your brain, and when you get out, I will let you come to work in my company, and you can ask for any salary you want!"

"If you don't believe it, go out and ask around. I, Sun Jieke, am different from those companies. I will definitely do what I say!"

However, in the face of Sun Jieke's enticement, the other party remained unmoved. With a trace of fear in his eyes, he said: "You don't understand FFP at all, you don't understand what kind of company this is!"

"As long as you become their target, your life has begun to count down! No one can escape! No one!"

"Do you really think you can escape? Impossible! Wishful thinking! Chairman Lan Meng wants to do anything that is impossible!"

Just when he was very excited, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out from behind, snatched the jar containing Sun Jack's brain, and then raised it high and smashed it hard on the man's head.

With a "clang", as the man fell directly to the ground, Sun Jack also felt dizzy instantly, "Fuck, my brain!"

"JB JB, your fire never falters, no fashion. Your voice penetrates the clouds, every night there is your song, on this journey, you are not afraid of wind and frost, every night is your battle!!"

Of course, the poet helped, accompanied by his rap that did not rhyme at all, he sent Sun Jack's brain to him.

"Don't you have any other weapons in your hand? Do you have to use my brain to hit people?" Sun Jack, who had a splitting headache, grabbed his brain. If he used a little more force, he might be able to disconnect his brain from this body directly.

However, at this moment, the poet's expression suddenly became extremely solemn, as if something terrible had happened.

Sun Jieke's heart instantly tightened. He had never seen such a serious expression on the poet's face. He was not afraid of death, so what was he afraid of now?

"What's wrong? Sun Jieke quickly picked up his weapon and alerted his surroundings."

After a few long and depressing seconds, the poet's taut lips slowly opened. "I'm fucking stuck."