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Thinking of the results of this calculation, Su Mo really has no interest in messing with them here. But they are like flies that see honey, and they can't drive them away.

At this moment, Dilo walked through the crowd and went straight to Su Mo's side. She asked without any emotion on her beautiful face.

"How do you think about it?"

"Give you."

Su Mo was slightly startled, then took out an apple from his pocket and handed it to Dilo.

Dilo hesitated for a moment, and finally took the apple. Although she could resist the temptation of apples, she still chose to accept it.

Su Mo didn't say anything to Diluoduo, and it wasn't because she didn't want to say more. The main thing was that he could say something. He was just an empty shell, and he couldn't protect himself.

After Dilo took the apple, she fell into a deep silence, not knowing what she was thinking.

Soon after, Su Mo and the others came to the No. 4 work area.

I saw that the entire No. 4 work area was empty and there was no workbench.

The prisoners who came in all consciously stood on the edge.

As always, Su Mo was placed in a corner, where there was ready to eat and drink, and there were even a few **** magazines to relieve his worries.

Many prisoners were drooling and spitting.

Su Mo turned to the soldier next to him and asked, "It's too boring for me to sit here alone. Can you pick a few prisoners over and have a chat with me?"

"No problem, little mean, who do you want to talk to."

The soldiers standing by the side replied respectfully, their impression of Su Mo is also very good, at least this master is easy to serve.

To be honest, they are really afraid that this grandfather is a second-generation ancestor, and it will be troublesome if he takes a fancy to that lady official or the like.

"Just him!"

Su Mo casually pointed at a thin-boned, hungry and skinny man,

"okay."

The soldier next to him went up and brought the person over.

The man in front of him sat dumbly in front of Su Mo. He looked at Su Mo in confusion, not knowing why the other party asked him to come here.

"Don't be nervous, just chat with me."

Su Mo said, picked up a long roll of bread and handed it to the other party.

The dumb man in front of him looked at the bread that Su Mo handed over, and ate it without saying a word, only to choke.

Su Mo handed over a bottle of mineral water,

The dull man in front of him quickly unscrewed the bottle and drank the water inside.

Su Mo's eyes looked at his hand, and he couldn't help but look a few more times before asking.

"what's your name."

"Vellick."

Verick replied without hesitation.

"What is this workspace for?"

"Sifter rubbish, picking out valuables from the **** heap."

Willic said without hesitation.

Just as he finished speaking, he saw the heavy top ceiling of the work area cracked, the smashing garbage fell, and the huge smoke and pungent smell rushed towards him.

Then the prisoners swarmed up and scrambled to screen.

"Why are they so desperate?"

Su Mo asked unexpectedly, knowing that although criminals usually work very hard, they will not be actively involved in this.

"It's easiest to filter out high-value things from the garbage heap, and once you find them, you can exchange them for things of a certain value. This is the only way we can get food in prisons, so it's a benefit."

Verick replied with a gulp.

"So, am I delaying you?"

"No, there are very few good things that can be found. And there are a lot of highly toxic chemicals and various virus residues in the garbage. It is not strange to suddenly die without protective clothing."

Verick explained.

"You are not generally sensible and rational."

"Don't use my words, I used to be a research doctor, you should have seen it."

Verick replied calmly.

"It's a little bit, after all, it's really rare for a SS rank like you to commit a crime. What did you do?"

Su Mo asked curiously.

"I didn't do anything, I just sent all the people I studied together to hell."

Welick replied calmly.

The corner of Su Mo's mouth twitched slightly. He could probably guess what this family was doing. It was estimated that the entire laboratory was almost slaughtered.

At this moment, there was a commotion in the area where the garbage was being picked up.

Su Mo looked over curiously and saw Ma Qi with a hideous smile on his face. He forced a prisoner to the garbage dump, and all the prisoners around him were hiding far away.

March reached out to the prisoner, as if asking him to hand over what he was looking for.

But although the prisoner was very frightened, he grabbed the thing and shouted at the same time.

"Help!"

The result was just finished.

Ma Qi raised his fist neatly and punched the prisoner's head directly, just like hammering a watermelon.

Then he reached out and snatched it away.

Su Mo's eyes couldn't help narrowing, this guy just punched with extraordinary strength.

And the level of negative energy pollution on his body is about to catch up with himself, this guy has no mutation, which is so awesome.

Seeing this, Su Mo remembered that he was treating negative energy pollution at the federal base, and a piece of common sense about negative energy pollution popularized by the fake owner, the Devourer. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

There are two situations in this world where negative energy pollution can be used, one is immunity to negative energy pollution. Although negative energy pollution is used, it will not be tempted by it. A common analogy is that a person loves to make money, but he will not be enslaved by money, and he will be willing to get it.

There is another situation that is just the opposite, that is, sinking into pollution, desperate for the power of pollution, crazy to use the power of pollution, and its own willpower is extremely terrifying, that is, it will not mutate and degenerate. A popular metaphor is that he loves money very much and chases it wildly, but in his eyes, all the money is his, and it is his own, extremely self. Take each negative energy to the extreme without mutating it, so as to achieve control.

If I read it correctly, this guy is the second case, a bit of a sign of harnessing negative energy pollution.

For that alone, that guy is not an ordinary danger.

"This guy is so dangerous, and he doesn't listen to control, why not kill him?"

Su Mo asked very curiously.

"Because of his strength, he has value. He used to be a member of the Church of the Fallen Angels, but this guy even killed members of the Church of the Fallen Angels."

Willick didn't eat Su Mo's food for nothing, so he would introduce it to Su Mo.

"Oh."

Su Mo couldn't help but nodded.

At this time, one after another killing mechanical weapon surrounded Ma Qi and controlled it.

March didn't care at all, he just stood there and didn't take these weapons seriously at all.

However, one of the hidden cameras on the ceiling turned to look at Su Mo.

The deepest part of the endless deep space prison, the central control.

A giant machine with a height of hundreds of meters stands in the central area.