Sun Jack sat silently in the cell, quietly waiting for something.
Here, although he could feel the cold and hunger, he would not die, as long as he wished, he could wait indefinitely.
"No need to wait anymore. I've told you, your people couldn't possibly track the signal here, and our location is constantly changing. Even if they found the signal, they couldn't save you."
Saotome's voice rang in Sun Jack's ears, followed by her fully metallic and exposed body gradually materializing in front of him.
"My task is completed, now it's your turn to fulfill your promise."
Sun Jack looked up at the other party and after thinking for a moment, extended a finger, "I have one more condition, the last condition. If you agree, I will leave immediately."
"Sun Jack, we had an agreement," Saotome's tone became somewhat heavier.
"After I get out, tell my people everything that happened here, and try to thwart FFP's polite exchange plan. How about that? The condition isn't too much, is it? Don't forget, FFP is also your enemy, it should be convenient for you too."
As Saotome hesitated, UO jumped out from the side. "I can agree to this condition, as long as you can help me get out."
Hearing this, Sun Zhan completely gave up hope and stood up, "Alright, since you said so, I'll trust you. Once we get out, try talking to my friend Tapai, he is also an AI, I believe that you can become friends with him. And remember, tell me, if I die, he is free to go wherever he wants."
Just then, with a squeaking metallic sound, the bars of the prison slowly opened, and Poet walked in with a reckless gait, "yoyoyo, Jack Jack Jack wow~!"
"Do I really have to collaborate with such a thing?" Sun Jack sighed helplessly, "I always feel like he will be more of a hindrance."
Sun Jack could already imagine that collaborating with this guy would fill his ears with poetry about various reproductive organs.
"Those who are qualified to be held here are all no easy marks; he may not want to live but that doesn't mean he's useless."
"Tell me your plan." Sun Jack's expression became serious.
"The No. 3 Consciousness Prison is located 500 meters underwater in the sea bend. If any abnormalities occur, No. 3 Consciousness Prison will instantly decompress, flooding high-pressure seawater to destroy everything inside, including your brain. I can help you resist it for 27 minutes."
"Due to being completely offline, the No. 3 Consciousness Prison employs a 10-person operational team, two of whom enjoy brain resonance sex. UO can link your consciousness into these two people's brains."
"As long as you utilize these two bodies and successfully insert the virus I wrote into the No. 3 consciousness system, we will obtain our freedom, and we will also help you counter FFP's plan."
"Let's begin." Although he was ready to face death, the feeling of waiting to die was not pleasant; he just wanted to end it quickly.
"We do not know the specific security outside, so you two must adapt as things come."
As UO spoke, Sun Jack's consciousness instantly blurred. The next second, when he abruptly came to his senses, he found himself lying on the ground with a metallic device fitted over his head, his ears, eyes, and nose all bloody.
"Fuck!" Sun Jack removed the device from his head, instantly feeling dizzy, nauseous, and wanting to vomit.
Suppressing nausea, Sun Jack raised his head and looked around, discovering that the three-meter-long small cabin with a single bed and a chair must be a dormitory—currently occupied by a woman lying on the bed, looking utterly insane, definitely the Poet.
Sun Jack reached her hand to her stuffy chest and massaged it, only to discover that she was also a woman.
"Blood? Is this blood? I haven't bled in so long, I'm inspired again!!" the Poet held her blood-soaked hands aloft, carefully examining them in the light from the ceiling.
"Cut the crap and get moving!"
After quickly inspecting his Combat Prosthesis, Sun Jack's expression grew grim; this guy barely had any modifications, neither in terms of the prosthetic body nor DNA.
Sun Jack looked around, took two decorative scimitars off the wall, and tossed one to the Poet; he never thought he'd live to see the day he'd wield cold steel.
"Ah~~~ Blood~~ Blood is pumped by the heart. But blood is not controlled by the heart; it flows through the brain, the hands, and also the feet, naturally~ and even through... JB."
Seeing the Poet chant while grabbing the weapon, Sun Jack finally breathed a sigh of relief; at least she wasn't total garbage.
Cracking open the door, Sun Jack carefully peered outside, to a glass corridor through which the seabed littered with Plastic trash was visible, though a camera to the left posed a problem.
However, the next second, the door was flung open; the Poet walked straight out and hurled the scimitar, striking the surveillance camera dead on.
"Ah~ Blood, bloody~ With that scarlet blood flowing by, my brain scolds. Hands and feet go numb. And JB is standing tall."
"What the fuck?" Sun Jack, surprised at seeing the Poet's back, quickly gripped the weapon and followed.
As they neared the surveillance room, suddenly two small drones appeared from around the corner, "Warning! X002, X004, state your destination."
Sun Jack gave the Poet a look and without hesitating, charged at the drone two meters away.
Bullets hit his shoulder, but he grabbed the drone and smashed it violently against the wall; his blade followed directly into a slit.
"Strip the weapons from the drone!" Sun Jack ordered the Poet, who, despite being insane, promptly did so.
"The material world is heavy, pulling everything toward the ground, but JB stands erect, like the unyielding warrior, ah~ JB~! It stands tall, proud, refusing to touch the dirty dust!"
Just as they had stripped the guns and held them in hand, a heavy hatch door crashed down in the distance. Sun Jack's quick reflexes grabbed a piece of the drone wreckage and hurled it, wedging it between the wall and the floor.
"Quick!" Sun Jack slid swiftly through the gap and immediately saw his own brain, lying quietly under multiple layers of glass covers.
But he had no time to reminisce about his brain as an automatic turret rose from the floor and started spraying bullets at Sun Jack.
Sun Jack pulled the Poet quickly behind the glass cover, which, as he had anticipated, was bulletproof.
"Ah~~~ jb~! In the face of a proud jb~! The brain lets the hand grasp it. Using the vilest lies to deceive, torment, and manipulate!"