Interstellar Prison Development Report

Dracula had never been so flustered.In other words, the word panic had never appeared in his dictionary.

From birth, he knew that he was powerful. His innate racial attributes and inherited memories allowed him to despise everything. On Ramlat Star, all conspiracy and deceit are like a ridiculous game. During the long years of being imprisoned, he stood high on the top floor of the prison, looking down at the prisoners who lived within the rules he made, and his heart was as calm as stagnant water.He is a leader, but his attitude is more like a bystander, indifferently watching these people fight for something he despises, like watching a comedy of laughing and cursing.

How many years have passed, just when he thought that nothing could make him have a slight mood swing.A frail, black-haired earthling appeared.

At the beginning, due to Cheng Lei's special blood, Dracula would occasionally do some small tricks in the lives of people on earth, and give a little help when this rare species encountered a life crisis, but this help, It is just to keep the earthlings from dying. Most of the time, Dracula is sitting on his high seat, quietly watching the earthlings cautiously resisting or obeying.

At this time, the habitually indifferent blond nobleman only regarded the earthlings as the protagonists of another puppet show. He seemed to be paying attention, but it was far from reaching the level of thinking about his emotions.

When did it start to change, when did you hope that this stubborn young man with black hair could live in his room on the top floor and share his life?

Dracula has forgotten the specific time and opportunity. He only remembers that when he woke up in the middle of the night, his sleeping body was suddenly awakened. The comfort that can be bestowed, this sudden, never-before-experienced emotion made Dracula, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, be at a loss and at a loss.

After flipping through the memories hidden in the depths of his memory, Dracula finally found the reason.

Only people who fall in love with someone will enter puberty. The race I belong to is really weird.

So what happened next was a matter of course, molested, threatened, lured, and finally used a little trick to make the other party fall into his arms.However, the taste of the fruit that he personally picked was so sweet that Dracula almost thought that he would become a faint king who would never come to court early.

From then on, life began to be rich and colorful. Joy is the sweetness of honey, jealousy is the sourness of white vinegar, helplessness is the sweetness of strawberries, and annoyance is the bitter taste of underripe melons.

But now, he has another emotion, anxiety, worry and anger. It feels bad to mix these emotions together, and he doesn't want to try it again in his life.

When Dracula arrived, Cheng Lei was sitting blankly in a pool of blood that filled half of the room. The room was blown up beyond recognition, and the injured people had been taken out for treatment. Only Cheng Lei, the rescuer told him to also No response, blank expression, like a puppet without a soul.

The rescuers didn't dare to act rashly, so they had to call Liszt. Liszt didn't know the psychological state of the fragile earthlings, so in desperation, he contacted Dracula and described Cheng Lei's condition.

Dracula, who was rushing back in the aircraft at high speed, was silent for a moment, and said, "Leave him there until I come back."

So when Dracula ran all the way in, what he saw was the black-haired young man kneeling in a pool of blood, expressionless, embarrassed, fragile like a lonely and helpless little abandoned dog.

Dracula's arrival seemed to open an opening leading to light in Cheng Lei's self-enclosed dark space.He obviously didn't look back, but Cheng Lei heard Dracula's steady footsteps in the silence.Ever since the explosion happened, Tang En blew up half of his body in order to protect him, and his life and death were unknown.Cheng Lei's brain has always been blank, like a toy whose battery has been pulled out, and he cannot hear anything from the outside world, until the familiar footsteps sound, it seems to press the switch to turn on the power, each This kind of noisy sound poured into the ears in one breath, and countless information crowded Cheng Lei's brain, causing bursts of dull pain.

Before Cheng Lei could recover from this sudden sobriety, a pair of cold hands stretched out and hugged him fiercely in his arms. The low voice with obvious anxiety was always unhurried: "How are you?"

Cheng Lei finally woke up completely. He smiled, stretched out his blood-stained hands and embraced the broad shoulders of the blond man: "Don't worry, I'm fine, I'm really fine..."

Dracula kissed him lightly on the side of the face: "Since it's fine, why do you show such an expression?"

Cheng Lei touched his face in surprise: "What expression?"

Dracula said: "Sad expression...Are you worried about that guy named Tang En? Don't worry, that guy won't die."

Cheng Lei couldn't help smiling: "Are you jealous?"

Dracula was really upset, but he would never admit it: "Your expression is too suspicious, it will make me misunderstand that there is a girl in our family who is going to have sex."

Cheng Lei smiled helplessly: "I really don't want anyone to get hurt because of me, no matter who they are. If it's sad... After being attacked again, I did have a few minutes and felt that I always brought trouble to others. Trouble and hurt, a little self-loathing, but now that you're here, I think about it."

The last sentence obviously pleased Dracula, he hugged Cheng Lei horizontally: "You should take a bath, dear."

Cheng Lei was very dissatisfied with this posture: "This is too girly, let me down... hiss..."

Dracula was shocked: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Lei frowned and looked down at his wrist: "Something seems to have been poked into my hand."

Dracula grabbed Cheng Lei's wrist, lowered his head to check, and soon found a blue needle-like thing, it was not big, there was a small round ball on the exposed end, and there was a small light on the round ball , is flickering on.Half of the needle pierced into Cheng Lei's skin, but because of the too much impact just now, Cheng Lei was more or less injured, so he never noticed that Dracula's action just touched the needle accidentally. Needle, Cheng Lei found out that he had this thing on his body.

The small needle of unknown origin immediately alerted Dracula, and he immediately called Liszt to find out the function of the needle.

At critical moments, Liszt always acted like a summoned beast. He arrived quickly and thoughtfully brought medical staff and a pot of pig blood soup.

Cheng Lei held a bowl of pig blood soup: "..."

Liszt studied the small needle without raising his head, and the tiny parts thinner than a hair moved flexibly between his fingers, while he still had time to greet him warmly: "Drink, drink, just now Don En, that kid drank three big bowls."

Cheng Lei opened his eyes wide: "Is Tang En okay?"

Liszt: "There should be something wrong, after all, just after drinking the soup, he passed out due to his severe injuries, and was carried directly into the healing device... So obsessed with drinking the soup and then fainting, I don't know why... "

Cheng Lei: "..."

Having said that, I suddenly feel relieved, Tang En's scourge definitely won't die.

Liszt's movements were quick, before Cheng Lei finished his pig's blood soup, the use of the small needle was discovered.

What Dracula was most concerned about was whether the little needle contained some kind of deadly potion or a genetic weapon such as changing his body, but his question was fortunately received by Liszt with a negative answer: "I can assure you, there is no Any medicine, except for a small hole, this small needle will not have any effect on Cheng Xiaoyang's body."

Cheng Lei: "It's not medicinal, so what's the purpose?"

Liszt used a thin wire to pull the catheter of the small needle: "This is not a syringe, but a genetic tester, which is used to test genes, and the sphere is a signal transmitter, although I The signal has been cut off, but Cheng Xiaoyang's genetic information may have been transmitted to the user of the transmitter."

The user of the launcher, apart from the alliance, is no longer the second choice.

Cheng Lei's voice trembled a little: "So the alliance wants to kill me? What kind of grudge!!"

Liszt shook his head: "Not necessarily, the explosion is indeed lethal enough, but from the description of Zifeng and Luo Ke, the killer is more like being entangled by the three of them, knowing that there is no hope of sending out this genetic detection Needle, had no choice but to create chaos by self-destruct, take the opportunity to shoot out this genetic probe, get your genetic information, and pass it back to the alliance in time."

Cheng Lei sighed: "The alliance is really crazy for the earth's genes."

Dracula: "So the alliance has learned through some means that there are pure-blooded earthlings in Ai Chengxing, but they are not sure. This attack is just a test, to confirm the authenticity of the pure-blooded earthlings?"

Liszt nodded: "I'm afraid so."

Dracula narrowed his eyes, and the golden pupils had a dangerous light: "If there is one, there will be two. I'm afraid it will be robbing people in the future. Liszt, how is the research on mechas?"

Liszt pondered for a while, and replied: "There are still some material issues that have not been resolved."

Dracula said softly: "Isn't the material in the container still untouched? Use it all. I want Ai Chengxing's guards to have one!!"

Liszt: "Not enough..."

Dracula: "...Okay, then Ai Chengxing's Prime Minister's wife's escort team will have one person."