Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Zhang Dianyu pressed the mop to rub the floor hard, and continued to listen to the conversation quietly.

The current situation is a bit unexpected.The new warden still used his template-this is obvious. Judging from the current level of reality of the game, if the warden suddenly changes individuals, it seems that it should cause a lot of disturbance.

But his behavior is not very like a player.

Generally speaking, the original pixel villain in the game will also interact with people. The intellect of the prisoner seems to be slightly higher, and the guards and employees generally only make specific responses according to the target-such as the one who likes to turn a paragraph over and over Repeated lawyers once caused great trouble to Zhang Dianyu.

Originally, these messy legal provisions and contracts were annoying enough, and it became even more difficult to understand when this talk was explained by a customer service lawyer.

When what happens around them has nothing to do with the part they are responsible for, they will ignore it.For example, gun guards will decisively kill prisoners who are making trouble with free fire, but they will not prevent prisoners from entering the gun arsenal-so that Zhang Dianyu had to set it as the only restricted area in the prison to cut off the guns in the prisoners' hands. source.

And this warden, now very much like this pixel villain.

If Peter and Stark asked him something related to the prison, he would answer immediately.But other than that, even when they were chatting casually next to him, even when they pointed at him, he didn't respond and went his own way.

Stark and Peter stared at each other at the subject's calm departure. Zhang Dianyu slowly and earnestly dragged the floor halfway, but Stark was still thinking with frowns.

Zhang Dianyu could only continue to mop the floor. After dragging the feet of the two people in the room clean, he found that two eyes were focused on him.

Zhang Dianyu: "?"

He dangled for a while, and found that the two people still did not move and did not continue to talk.

He gradually realized what was going on.

It turns out that Peter and Stark might want to... avoid his eyes and ears.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He forgot that in the NPC's view, perhaps the conversation should avoid the prisoners in the prison. As long as he is here, they will not continue to talk about the warden.

He had to withdraw from the room and decided to change his angle and directly study what was going on with the warden who was somewhat mentally retarded.

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 didn't understand. He had decorated the office so luxuriously, and even had a pool table and game console. Why did he go to the staff lounge with only one couch to relieve fatigue?

And in the staff lounge, standing still staring at the wall.

Zhang Dianyu held the mop and secretly looked at the warden.

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

Zhang Dianyu was in a trance.

When he recovered, he found himself staring at the 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 mini-characters and reminders on it.

But the warden did not respond to his behavior.

Zhang Dianyu had a bold idea.He looked around, and slowly approached the warden in the corner, and tentatively stretched out the mop to poke 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 against the wall.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

It seems that no matter what he does, as long as there is no interaction that should belong to the warden, he will not react.

"Mr. Warden?"

Zhang Dianyu tried language communication again.

Then he was startled by the page that suddenly popped up in front of him.

This is like a role selection interface. On the left is an expressionless warden, holding a note board in his hand, and on the right is a prisoner in a dark orange prison uniform, with short light brown hair and a pair of godless brown eyes. The name "Aston Sykestone" was marked under his feet.

Isn't this who 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 completed the escape mode, he could leave the game and return to-no matter where he was.

Zhang Dianyu looked at the door subconsciously, and no footsteps appeared in the corridor. Can he change roles now?

If these two roles belong to him-nonsense, it must be the warden election.Normal people would not like the 100-person dormitory where men are left and right, shower rooms with blood stains on the ground forever, canteens with more activity space than dining space, and narrow courtyards filled with hormones for men and men.

Zhang Dianyu quickly chose the warden on the left.

He blinked, and the exchange of perspectives took place in an instant, but this feeling was not surprising.He raised his eyes slightly, and his aim was the white wall, the former warden was really facing the wall.

This feeling is as if a little assistant is hanging up for him-but it is very tasteless.

He turned his head abruptly. The "he" just now calmly grabbed the mop and continued to drag the floor of the staff lounge. He didn't seem to think anything was wrong.

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

The prisoner responded to the warden's order, standing on the spot with a mop, bowed his head and said, "What's the order of the warden?"

Zhang Dianyu was surprised.

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

He slowly got closer, looked up and down at the prisoner, stretched out his hand and squeezed the opponent's cheek, trying to retrieve the page just by touching his body.

Unsuccessful.

The prisoner did not dare to move in front of the warden, which was in line with the normal logic of the prison.

Zhang Dianyu tried hard to recall the scene just now, and suddenly understood: "Sycostone?"

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

A light cough was deliberately concealed: "Warden... sir?"

Zhang Dianyu was shocked, and tried his best to turn his face calmly, looked at the employee door that opened a small crack, and casually put down the hand holding the prisoner's cheek.

"Peter, what's the matter?"

"Uh..." Peter hesitated, a pair of big tan eyes appeared on top of his head, he blinked in the crack of the door, and then opened the door calmly, "Mr. Warden, excuse me. Are you guys out?"

Zhang Dianyu: "???"

He squeezed his face by himself, how could he be said to be like a prisoner under unspoken rules.

Wind critic was killed!

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

SYKSTONE carried out his orders without hesitation, grabbing the mop and walking out.Zhang Dianyu deliberately didn't turn off the page in front of him, and wanted to take this opportunity to see how far away the page can take effect.

It is a pity that the situation is not as good as he imagined. After SYK Stone walked out of the range of about 10 meters, the page automatically closed.

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

Now that he has returned to his role as warden, he certainly has to do his job-helping prisoners who don't need to live to die.

After Sykesstone left, Peter looked at him with something wrong.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He indifferently clamped the clipboard that the former warden had never left his hand under his arm, and walked over the door with two curious gazes expressionlessly, and walked to his office.

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

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

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

Zhang Dianyu flipped through his clipboard, and if there was a blacklist on it, he would add the names of both of them now.

Stark's voice sounded very puzzling: "Just now the warden was still manipulating the prisoner, why suddenly he changed back to this... sleepwalking state? Peter, has he sleepwalked before?"

"I don't think so. But," Peter paused and explained anxiously, "Mr. Warden will not treat prisoners... that way."

Although he is underage, he is not a child anymore. He can understand both the behavior of Mr. Warden and the meaning of Mr. Stark's words.

But this is not right!

During the month of his internship (undercover), Mr. Warden focused on building prisons, preventing prisoners from breaking out, and contributing to social stability. Although the methods may be a bit unusual, Peter can fully feel the enthusiasm in it.

The boy pursed his mouth and thought, his cheeks puffed up.

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

Peter: "?"

Zhang Dianyu who was eavesdropping in front: "...?"

He can't bear it anymore, what's all this.

Zhang Dianyu suddenly turned around with a cold face: "Why is Mr. Stark visiting this time?"

After hearing the hypocritical courtesy, Stark was suddenly stunned.

Peter was also stunned.

"This...this," Peter tried to explain, "Mr. Warden, you look unusual these past two days... Are you unwell?"

Stark was still dumbfounded.

As we all know, Tony Stark is a dandy, romantic and free-wheeling-but by no means disrespectful, except to the military and lawmakers.

Now he openly talked about each other's privacy in front of others, and was still heard-who knew that the warden had suddenly recovered from sleepwalking!

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

The warden who behaved very pixelatedly just now was not him-this matter is definitely not admitted.He needs to make up an excuse to deceive people, but it seems difficult.

It has been almost two days since he left this body. It was not a short period of time. Even Stark figured out that he was not responding to the surroundings, and began to openly discuss with Peter what was going on.

It also meant that he had to think of a reliable reason-but no.

"Meditation." Zhang Dianyu answered inexplicably, acting like a cult member.

Stark and Peter: "..."

"Don't bother me during this period of time in the future." Zhang Dianyu added a little weight, "otherwise I am not sure what behavior I will make."

Peter immediately handed over a document.

Zhang Dianyu took it in doubt.

"Uh, I'm thinking, if your... state is over," Peter scratched his hair, "maybe you will need an operating report for this period of time in prison."

Stark finally reluctantly walked out of his stunned state, and then gave Peter a surprised look.

He has always regarded Peter as a child, trying to protect him at all times-but he did not expect that Peter seemed to have grown a lot in such an undercover task that he originally disagreed with.

Stark thoughtfully.

This report was clearly needed by Zhang Dianyu. After Stark compiled a reason for his visit and then left, he returned to his sofa and opened the report for a brief look.

Then he was shocked.

He quickly opened the game panel and found the location of the confinement room on the map-Hannibal Lecter was released.The on-hook warden ended the confinement of the ogre in accordance with the rules set by the prison and put him back into the public dormitory.

Zhang Dianyu felt a headache.

It was time for the meal. Zhang Dianyu looked for it carefully in the restaurant, and finally saw Lecter in the corner, and he was dining with Aston Sykestone?

His other role?

What kind of abnormal anomaly detection radar is this?Why can this Lecter find the key person every time and get close to each other quickly!

Not to mention that the prison does not provide high-level food such as humans, even the killer crocodile is also relying on the smoked sausage for three meals a day to work-even the warden (another role) is a bit too much!