Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu rubbed the floor vigorously with the mop, and continued to eavesdrop on the conversation quietly.

The current situation is somewhat unexpected.The new warden is still using his template—this is obvious. Judging from the current level of reality in the game, if the warden suddenly changes, it seems that it should cause quite a stir.

But he doesn't behave much like a player.

Generally speaking, the original pixel villains in the game will also interact with people, the intelligence of the prisoners seems to be slightly higher, and the guards and employees generally only respond according to the target-for example, the guy who likes to repeat a paragraph over and over Repeated lawyers once caused great troubles to Zhang Dianyu.

Originally, these messy legal provisions and contracts were annoying enough, but once the lawyer who spoke like a customer service explained it, it immediately became more difficult to understand.

When what happens around them has nothing to do with the part they are responsible for, they will turn a blind eye.For example, the guards with guns will decisively kill the rioting prisoners under free fire, but they will not prevent the prisoners from entering the gun store-so much so that Zhang Dianyu had to set this as the only restricted area of ​​the prison to cut off the guns in the hands of the prisoners source.

And this warden is very much like such a pixel villain now.

If Peter and Stark asked him about prison-related matters, he would answer immediately.But other than that, even when they chatted casually, or even pointed at him, he didn't respond and went his own way.

Stark and Peter looked at each other in disbelief when the subject of the discussion left. Zhang Dianyu dragged the floor halfway slowly, but Stark was still frowning and thinking.

Zhang Dianyu could only continue mopping the floor, and after mopping the feet of the two people in the room clean, he found that two eyes were focused on him.

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He dawdled for a while, and found that the two of them still didn't move, and they didn't continue talking.

Gradually he realized what was going on.

Turns out Peter and Stark were probably trying to... get out of his way.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He forgot that it seemed to the NPC that maybe the conversation had to avoid the inmates in the prison, as long as he was here, they wouldn't keep talking about the warden.

He had no choice but to leave the room, and decided to change his angle and study directly what was going on with this mentally retarded warden.

The warden is still in the staff lounge - just like the bald guy in the game, there are only two places in his life, the 4x4 warden's office, and the staff lounge when he is tired.

Zhang Dianyu couldn't understand why he had already decorated the office so luxuriously, even with a pool table and game consoles, why did he go to the staff lounge with only one long sofa to relieve his fatigue?

And in the staff lounge, they stood still and stared at the wall.

Zhang Dianyu secretly looked at the warden while holding a mop.

In fact, he couldn't remember what he was supposed to look like.The black-haired young man standing in the corner and staring at the wall has a Chinese face, just like his own name.He was wearing one of the countless identical brown-gray suits in his closet, his shirt always buttoned to the top, his tie tightly tied.

Zhang Dianyu was in a trance.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that he was staring at Mr. Warden.

At this time, there was no one in the staff lounge, and the warden in the corner showed fatigue under his feet—after all, Zhang Dianyu also had a prisoner game panel, and he could click on the map to see the minifigures and reminders on it.

But the warden did not respond to his actions.

Zhang Dianyu had a bold idea.He looked around for no one, and slowly approached the warden in the corner, tentatively stretched out the mop and poked the warden's elbow.

The warden moved as if waking up from a dream.

Zhang Dianyu raised his vigilance.

Then the warden moved a little to the side, and continued to hang up facing the wall.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

It seems that no matter what he does, as long as it doesn't involve an interaction that should belong to the Warden, he won't react.

"Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu tried language communication again.

Immediately afterwards, he was startled by the page that suddenly popped up in front of him.

This is like a character selection interface. On the left is the warden with a blank face, holding a notepad in his hand. On the right is a prisoner wearing a dark orange prison uniform, with a pair of dull brown eyes open under short light brown hair. The name "Aston Sekestone" is marked on the foot.

Isn't this what he is now?

Although Zhang Dianyu quickly understood what this meant, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

He thought that as long as he finished the escape mode, he could leave the game and go back to—whatever he was.

Zhang Dianyu subconsciously looked at the door, but there was no sound of footsteps in the corridor. Can he change roles now?

If both of these roles belong to him—nonsense, he must choose the warden.Normal people would not like a dormitory for [-] people with men on the left and right, the shower room with blood stains on the floor forever, the canteen where the activity space is more spacious than the dining space, and the narrow courtyard full of men on top of men and full of hormones.

Zhang Dianyu quickly chose the warden on the left.

He blinked, and the exchange of perspectives happened in an instant, but this feeling was not surprising.He raised his eyes slightly, and what he saw was the snow-white wall. The previous warden was really facing the wall.

This feeling is as if an extra little assistant is hanging up the phone for him - but it's very tasteless.

He turned his head suddenly, and the "he" just now had calmly grabbed the mop and continued to mop the floor of the staff lounge, and he didn't seem to feel anything wrong at all.

He thought for a while and said softly, "Hello?"

The prisoner responded to the warden's order, stood there leaning on a mop, lowered his head and said, "What's your order, Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu was surprised.

Judging from the character selection page just now, shouldn't he be unable to go back?

He slowly approached, looked up and down at the prisoner, stretched out his hand and pinched the other's cheek, trying to retrieve the page just now through physical touch.

No success.

Prisoners did not dare to move in front of the warden, which is in line with the conventional logic in prisons.

Zhang Dianyu tried his best to recall the scene just now, and suddenly understood: "Sekestone?"

Sure enough, the character page just now unfolded in front of him.

A light cough deliberately concealed came over: "The warden... sir?"

Zhang Dianyu was startled, turned his face as calmly as possible, looked at the staff door which was opened a small gap, and put down his hand pinching the prisoner's cheek as if nothing had happened.

"Peter, what's the matter?"

"Uh..." Peter hesitated for a moment, a pair of big brown eyes appeared on top of his head, blinked in the crack of the door, and then opened the door calmly, "Mr. Warden, excuse me Are you here yet?"

Zhang Dianyu: "???"

He pinched his own face, how could he be said to be like a prisoner in unspoken rules.

Wind review was killed!

Zhang Dianyu lowered his face and waved to the prisoner in front of him: "Let's go."

Sikestone carried out his order without hesitation, grabbed the mop and walked out.Zhang Dianyu purposely did not close the page in front of him, wanting to take this opportunity to see how far away the page would still take effect.

It's a pity that the situation was not as good as he had imagined. After Saike Stone walked out of the range of about 10 meters, the page was automatically closed.

Originally, Zhang Dianyu thought that if he could exchange roles remotely, he could go to the prison at any time to see which little clever ghosts are always making troubles, and help them die on the spot early.

Now that he has returned to his identity as the warden, he must of course do his duty - to help the prisoners who don't need to live to die.

After Seike Stone left, Peter looked at him a little bit wrong.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He indifferently put the clipboard that the warden who hung up the phone never left his hand under his arm, and walked towards his office with two curious eyes over the door with a blank expression.

"Is he going back and continuing to circle?" Stark's undisguised voice came from behind him.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

"I'm not sure, Mr. Stark..." Peter's voice also seemed a little hesitant.

Zhang Dianyu flipped through his clipboard. If there was a blacklist column on it, he would add the names of these two people now.

Stark's voice sounded very incomprehensible: "The warden was still touching the prisoner just now, why did he suddenly change back to this... sleepwalking state? Peter, has he sleepwalked before?"

"I don't think so. But," Peter paused, and explained hastily, "Mr. Warden doesn't treat prisoners . . . like that."

Although he is still underage, he is not a child after all. He can understand Mr. Warden's behavior just now and the meaning of Mr. Stark's words.

But this is not right!

During his one-month internship (undercover), Mr. Warden devoted himself to building prisons, preventing prisoners from escaping, and contributing to social stability—although the means may be a bit unusual, but Peter can feel the enthusiasm in it.

The boy pursed his lips in thought, his cheeks puffed up a little.

Stark pressed Peter's shoulder, pondered for a moment, and finally gave up: "...you will understand when you grow up."

Peter: "?"

Zhang Dianyu, who walked ahead and eavesdropped: "...?"

He couldn't take it anymore, what was going on.

Zhang Dianyu turned back suddenly with a cold face: "What is the reason for Mr. Stark's visit this time?"

After hearing the hypocritical politeness, Stark was suddenly dumbfounded.

Peter was also stunned.

"This... this," Peter tried to explain, "Mr. Warden, you have been looking unusual for the past two days... are you unwell?"

Stark was still dumbfounded.

We all know that Tony Stark is a playboy, flirtatious, free-wheeling - but never faux pas, except for the military and MPs.

Now he openly talked about the other party's privacy in front of others, and was overheard—who knew that the warden suddenly came back from his sleepwalking state!

Little did he know that Zhang Dianyu was also a little passive at this time.

The hang-up warden who acted like a very pixelated villain just now is not him-this matter must not be admitted.He needs to make up an excuse to trick everyone, but it seems difficult.

It has been more than two days since he left this body, which is not a short period of time, and even Stark has figured out that he is not responding to the things around him, and began to openly discuss with Peter what is going on.

Which meant he had to think of a plausible reason—but there wasn't.

"Meditation." Zhang Dianyu replied inscrutablely, acting like a cult member.

Stark and Peter: "..."

"Don't bother me during this time in the future." Zhang Dianyu added some weight, "otherwise I'm not sure what kind of behavior I will do."

Peter immediately handed over a document.

Zhang Dianyu accepted it suspiciously.

"Uh, I'm thinking, if your... state is over," Peter scratched his hair, "maybe you will need a report on the operation of the prison during this period."

Stark finally managed to come out of the stunned state, and then gave Peter a look in surprise.

He has always regarded Peter as a child, trying to protect him under his wing at all times-but he didn't expect Peter to seem to have grown a lot in such an undercover mission that he originally disagreed with.

Stark thought about it.

Zhang Dianyu obviously needed this report very much. After Stark made up a reason for his visit and left immediately, he also returned to his sofa chair, opened the report and briefly browsed it.

Immediately after that, I was shocked.

He quickly opened the game panel and found the location of the confinement room on the map—Hannibal Lecter was indeed released.According to the prison's preset regulations, the warden ended the ogre's confinement career and put him back in the public dormitory.

Zhang Dianyu felt a headache.

It was meal time at this time, Zhang Dianyu searched carefully in the dining room, and finally saw Lecter in the corner, dining with him sitting opposite him—Aston Sekestone?

His other role?

What kind of abnormal anomaly detection radar is this?Why is this Lecter able to find the key person every time, and quickly approach him!

Not to mention that the prison does not provide such high-grade ingredients as humans, and even the killer crocodile is also serving three meals a day with smoked sausages—even the warden (another role) is being targeted is a bit too much!