Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

The toilet area in the staff lounge is not large, and Zhang Dianyu can take full advantage here.

The clown seemed to be confused.

He didn't understand why this young prisoner, who didn't look too smart or capable, suddenly showed a special aura.

As if right here and now, he can do everything.

Zhang Dianyu is guilty of guts, even if SYKSTONE will be cold in this wave, he will have to take this opportunity to take the clown away.This solved a big problem for the prison, and Sykestone was considered dead.

He took out his kitchen knife and slammed it into the lower abdomen of the clown, twisting it and stirring it around the way.

At the same time, he backhanded the opponent's neck just like the clown treated himself, and felt the sensation of the cartilage crushed between his fingers.

Stark had no idea that the prisoner would explode with such power in an instant, that when he separated the two, both of them were dying.

Zhang Dianyu felt tired and sleepy rushing to his brain. He gathered up his energy and looked to the side for the last time. Seeing the clown with blood on his mouth, he seemed to choke himself with a smile.

He heard the sound of an ambulance.

And a line of hints that emerged in front of me——

Acquired the title "King of the Toilet": The toilet has a 900% effect in the 1x1 range, and a 500% effect in the 3x3 range.

He fainted simply and neatly.

When he woke up, as he had guessed, he returned to his office, holding the phone warden’s favorite clipboard in his hand, standing in the middle of the office in confusion.

He raised his wrist and glanced at the time. The watch indicated that it was 11:37 noon.

Banner seemed to perceive the movement inside the office without a door, and walked over and poked his head and glanced: "Mr. Warden, your sleepwalking is over?"

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He even wondered if Banner had noticed something.

Banner walked back with the teapot, and Zhang Dianyu slowly sat back on the sofa chair.He thought back to the morning when he first became Sycostone, a few days have passed since the warden's body was in a coma, and he had no idea what happened in the middle.

This time, he was only missing about half an hour.

Maybe it takes more time to create a new "role"?

He didn't know if the prisoner character of Sykesstone had died at this time, but according to his feelings just now, he felt that he was almost dead, almost half of his face was corroded to the point of unconsciousness, only a sharp pain reminded him He was injured there.

He even wanted to know if the clown was dead.

He sat there in silence waiting for the call.If SYKSTONE can survive back to prison, maybe there is still a way to survive?

For some reason, he suddenly felt that he had returned to the "role" of the warden, leaving the pain and the taste of death to the ignorant and ignorant Pixel Sykesstone, and he felt a touch of guilt.

SYKSTONE didn't seem to have any thoughts of his own, but Adams in the mouth of the killer crocodile and the guard who planted the tree might not be different from him.

From the very beginning of its existence, SYKSTONE was inexplicably confined, watched by guards eating and sleeping, and being targeted by ogres.

Zhang Dianyu shook his head, feeling that his spirit might have also been contaminated-is he crazy, regretting a procedure?

Soon after, Sycostone was sent back as a corpse.

Zhang Dianyu stared at the map in silence, and then pushed two stretcher carts from the prison cart. After seeing the people on it clearly, his eyes went dark.

His character Sykestone is dead, but the Joker and Hannibal are not only alive, they are also taken back to prison.

But this is not over yet.

Zhang Dianyu opened the subsidy panel, and the failed sign was shocking-this is different from the cancellation of the original order. The liquidated damages seemed to be several times higher, and some compensation was included.

For example, the adults and children affected by laughing gas in the entire amusement park, in order to make them sober to cause riots, no one died because of it.

It's just that the treatment fees for so many people are really expensive.

Zhang Dianyu felt suffocated.

At the moment he clicked to pay the fine, he felt that his heart seemed to miss a beat.The sound of flowing water of gold coins sounded harshly, and the prison finances instantly changed from green to red to a negative value.

Even in the early days of the game, Zhang Dianyu did not open the option of unlimited funds-which means that prison assets should not have negative numbers.

And now, he is in debt.

The phone on the desk rang at the right time. Generally speaking, those who like to make this internal call are the employees in the prison.Zhang Dianyu could guess with his eyes closed, this time it was either a lawyer or an accountant.

He gritted his teeth and answered the call.

It was a call from the accountant, telling him that the prison assets were already negative at this time, and recommended a loan.Otherwise, the prison will not even be able to provide food, the prisoners will soon riot, and the staff's weapons and equipment will gradually be unable to replenish, which will eventually give the prisoners the upper hand.

In other words, the game is completely lost.

Of course, Zhang Dianyu, with only the warden's vest left, can't give up the prison, just take a loan.

Starting from a wrong decision, he is now in debt.

Zhang Dianyu felt malaise.

Unexpectedly, the masses in this game would spend money so much, and they would have to go to the treatment after the clown laughter - this group of data does not belong to the prison, so why can't you do it yourself.

Is it not good to laugh often?

The stretcher was taken to the prison hospital. Soon, Zhang Dianyu heard the sound of gold coins hitting the water, and 3000 yuan followed.

The ogre who failed to escape from prison and the crippled clown who were beaten by the 300% bonus sycostone to the spot were resurrected with blood.

Zhang Dianyu covered his face.

He almost had the idea of ​​building the morgue with brick walls again-at present he seems to be unable to completely get rid of these two humanoid self-propelled money consuming machines, and can only think of other ways.

Make money first.

He reopened the subsidy page, ready to find a reliable way to make money in it.Obviously this is not easy. Most subsidies cannot be considered carefully, otherwise you will find that it is easy to lose money.

He decided to temporarily abandon the order and receive some subsidies for the construction of the prison first.These subsidies provided by most government charitable funds help the prison to develop well, and there are some guiding suggestions by the way.

Zhang Dianyu found a generous subsidy in it-"Establishing a Center for Secret Mutant Juvenile Criminals".

He knows mutants, but he also knows that super powers don't work in prison.

Doesn't this mean that he can collect a lot of money just by bringing in a few hairy bastards who have committed a crime?What's more, these people are not in vain. Like other prisoners, they will also bring a subsidy.

Zhang Dianyu took a look at the amount of loan funds and felt that he could first build a large dormitory and a large canteen according to the specifications of other prisoners.

When you are satisfied with sleeping and eating, other things are less important.

Anyway, they don't have any superpowers here, as long as they don't escape from prison and lock them up and wait for the subsidy to arrive.

Zhang Dianyu felt his breathing come back a little bit, as if hope was rekindled.

But first, he wanted to find an open space to build this correctional center.

There is no more land in the prison at this time. If it were just now, he still had money to buy a new land, but now his loan is obviously not enough.

Then—he looked at the trees on the opposite side that hadn't been planted, and divided a small plot of land in the middle, and decided to build a correctional center here.

He clicked to receive the subsidy, and at the same time an advance payment was also paid in. At least before the completion of the correctional center, plus the loan amount, the prison can continue to operate.

Zhang Dianyu carefully read the tasks on the to-do list.

* Established a Secret Mutant Youth Criminal Correction Center

*Establish a special cell

*Establish a dedicated restaurant and kitchen

*Establish a dedicated courtyard

* Receive 10 mutant young offenders

From the task point of view, this is no different from taking ordinary prisoners.Zhang Dianyu opened the room planning options and looked at the above requirements.

Then he discovered that he really could only set up this correctional center on the opposite side—because this so-called "secret" mutant juvenile delinquent correctional center really needs to build all its facilities separately, isolated from the outside world, and prohibited from being in prison. Ran in and out between other ranges.

Zhang Dianyu felt as if something was wrong.

Adding the word "secret", he felt as if a flag had been erected in his correctional center.

Isn’t this the secret villain in most movies?Specializing in secretly collecting children with superpowers, drawing some blood in private, copying genes, doing research, destroying the world, etc.?

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

He seemed to have turned on something amazing again.

Just when he was lost in thought, someone walked in from outside.The footsteps were heavy--not a modification, but the sound of a real iron guy stepping on the ground.

Zhang Dianyu even wondered whether the floor he had spent a lot of money on would be trampled on.

He frowned slightly and realized that Iron Man was walking in.Stark didn't wear a visor, and his hair was a little wet and seemed to be soaked in sweat.

As soon as he walked into the room, he slapped a slap on the desk and asked, "Mr. Warden, what are you thinking?"

Zhang Dianyu looked at a handprint recessed on the desk, and felt that his desk seemed to be in trouble today.

He raised his eyelids and asked indifferently, "Is there any problem, Mr. Stark?"

"I thought Sycostone—for the sake of God I just learned his name—you sent this poor boy to follow the Joker?"

Zhang Dianyu slowly played a question mark.

Sykesstone is not young anymore—otherwise he would not go to jail. Although he looked dull, this description made Zhang Dianyu sound like a man behind the scenes.But he seems to be.

No—Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, he is himself, can this be regarded as the man behind the scenes?

Zhang Dianyu glanced at Stark: "Do you have eyeliner in prison?"

"..." Stark got stuck for a moment, but now he doesn't intend to hide it anymore. "Mr. Warden, I do know that you gave the keys to the Sykesstone prison door-I don't know you are doing it. When doing this kind of behavior, do you still remember that he was a prisoner serving a sentence?"

Zhang Dianyu looked at Stark's almost soaked hair and took out a towel from the drawer.

Stark: "..."

To be honest, he didn't know how to explain Sycostone.

From an outsider's point of view, it seems that he does have extraordinary trust in SYKSTONE—a bit strange.

But from his point of view, he felt that these NPCs like Stark were a little more in charge.

His fine has been paid, and the prison finances are in deficit, what else can he do?

Stark grabbed the towel, sat on the sofa next to it, and dented it.

Zhang Dianyu: "..." He is really poor today.

"Mr. Stark, this is a prison. Should your weapons be disarmed?" Zhang Dianyu suggested.

Stark was silent for a moment, and raised his arms, the battle armor separated pieces from him, smashed the only window glass and flew out.

"..." Stark: "Sorry, I will compensate the glass."

Zhang Dianyu seemed a little stunned.

Today he seems to be at a loss with money.

Stark looked at his expression, and his tone softened slightly: "Mr. Warden, I think what happened today is very wrong. Los Angeles is the original birthplace of Stark. Humans and demons are acting recklessly here, I hope you can understand."

Zhang Dianyu recovered.

He didn't pay attention to what Stark was saying, so he nodded casually.

"Yes, I see, is there anything else Mr. Stark has to do?"

Stark was a bit questioned, and a moment later he said goodbye.

Zhang Dianyu opened the map and saw a little black fighter edge on the edge of the map-he guessed it was Batman who was overdue.

Zhang Dianyu suddenly realized.

No wonder I saw Superman and Iron Man today, but didn't see Mr. Wayne who he specifically called to inform.

Because Mr. Wayne is in his Gotham at this time-the journey from Gotham to here is quite long, but he can't ignore it.

Zhang Dianyu felt that today the gate of the prison was going to be flattened by various super British players.

Fortunately, Superman did not visit.

After quietly solving the clown's laughing gas balloon, he sent the poisoned people to the hospital, and then disappeared among the crowd.

Zhang Dianyu looked at his watch. It was only a morning, and he might have gone back to work again.

Stark's words just reminded him of Sycostone lying in the morgue again, and then he remembered an important thing-the jester and Hannibal's cells were both in the morgue.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Even if the two mentally ill criminals are murderers, there shouldn't be any bad behavior to the corpse, right?

Nevertheless, he opened the game panel and found Sykesstone lying quietly on the morgue in the morgue from the map.

The brown-haired youth has blood-red stripes under his feet, marking the word "death".

He couldn't see where his injuries were from the map, but the snow-white sheets on the morgue below him were stained with blood.

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment, then looked for the location of the clown and Lecter on the map.

They are not in the morgue.

Obviously, Zhang Dianyu thought for a moment and immediately understood that they had returned to the confinement room this time.

He hesitated, feeling that the morgue duo could not continue to communicate there.

The confinement room is not their final destination. They still have to return to the confinement room without meals.Zhang Dianyu manipulated the files of the two, and later a guard sent them to the only three highest-level confinement rooms in the prison.

Of course people want to do something interesting when they are full.

Don't eat anymore.

Zhang Dianyu subconsciously stroked his right eye, as if the burning pain still loomed.

Banner didn't know when he stood at the door of the missing door, looking at him hesitantly.

Zhang Dianyu put down his hand and asked him, "Dr. Banner, what's the matter?"

Banner's gaze followed his dropped palm and looked at his right eye. After thinking for a moment, he said hesitantly: "It's nothing...just, Sykestone..."

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

Today is the second person to come and ask him about Sycostone.

Why didn't he know that Sykesstone was a star in prison?

"Oh," Zhang Dianyu said, "I know, he is dead."

Dr. Banner's eyes widened slightly, as if this answer made him feel shocked.

Zhang Dianyu is very puzzled.

Banner was even more puzzled.In his opinion, Mr. Warden was not a cold and ruthless person. SYKSTONE was ordered to monitor the movements of the clown, but died outside the prison.

And he had a long time with the prison... it was an extraordinary relationship.

Mr. Warden actually replied lightly, "I know, he is dead"?

Banner felt incredible.

But as he walked into the room, he saw the warden touching his right eye.He hadn't seen the body of Sykestone, but he heard Stark describe the horror of his death.

The acid in the flower on the clown's chest almost corroded half of Sykestone's head, but he fought back when he was dying and almost killed the clown.

But he did not become a murderer in the end.

He was just a young car thief, but he died in the end to fight a super criminal.

Zhang Dianyu: "..."

For some reason, Dr. Banner looked at him with a sad expression, as if thinking about something-hell, he couldn't guess what it was.

Did Banner know that the prison was in a fiscal deficit?

Zhang Dianyu was shocked.

Although he trusts Banner very much, it is better not to disclose the financial situation in prison at this time. After all, this is the basis of everything. Even Peter is not very clear about this problem-but he is still young. Little, I don’t quite understand the importance of money.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it carefully, but he was not very sure—age was not the only criterion in this regard, perhaps it was because Peter was also used to being poor, so that he was really in line with the prison in this regard.

Zhang Dianyu subconsciously thought of Hulk's tattered purple pants-as if he understood why he chose Banner as his assistant.

Perhaps from his heart, he believes that Banner will feel the same in this regard?

In addition, there is Strange, the Supreme Mage with only a few dollars in his pocket, and he will surely find a sense of belonging here.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it slowly, and suddenly understood something.

The construction of the prison requires the joint efforts of everyone. Maybe he should disclose the financial situation of the prison?