Forty thousand years later, he became a god in the warp

Lin Heng, who was still twitching, hated these guards very much. The feeling of the electric current running through his body was really uncomfortable. If it weren't for his improved resistance, he might have fainted by now.

The guards lifted Lin Heng and threw him into the carriage. There were six other people inside, grimacing, covering their wounds and groaning softly.

"Crazy Axe? Are you okay?" One of the Blood Hand Clan gang members saw Lin Heng and hurried forward to support him.

"Fuck... I got... electrocuted. Let me take a break. What's wrong with these people? Why are they so powerful?"

"The Riot Squad, the judicial guards of the Overwatch Council set up by the planetary governor, ensure the safety of the upper nest.

Solve any security problems, a squad can kill through the clan. You dare to fight them in close combat, you really deserve your nickname. "

As that person spoke, the remaining few people nodded at Lin Heng, praising his courage.

"Fuck, you should have told me earlier. I wouldn't have gone up there, and I would have just laid on the ground and surrendered like everyone else.

They didn't handcuff us, and they weren't afraid that we would run away?" Lin Heng asked doubtfully, seeing that the few people were not restricted in their movements.

"No, don't do that! If you go out now, what will greet you is not a simple riot bomb, but a serious stun bomb!

One shot of that thing can blow you to pieces, so they are not afraid of anyone escaping.

At least going to the prison will keep you alive. Although you will inevitably be beaten, there is definitely a chance for you to get out."

Lin Heng nodded and looked around through the car window. Although he had not expected this situation at all, it was an acceptable situation.

At least Horton escaped from here. If he could come back, he would at least have a place to stay.

The vehicle started and they returned to the other side of the gate. The guards trotted along the way following the vehicle, and stopped when they saw some strange men wearing masks and with pipes stuck in their clothes.

A group of people were talking to each other, the weirdos pointed at the corpse, the guards nodded, and everyone set off again.

"What do those weirdos want to do with the corpses?" Lin Heng asked.

"They are low-level corpse collectors, workers in the corpse guild, specializing in collecting corpses. All deaths in the family will be reported immediately, and then they will collect them.

After various processing, it is synthesized into the food that we will eat next - corpse starch.

A kind of food that has no taste, no nutrition, and can only fill your stomach. Huh? Why are you stunned?"

Of course Lin Heng was stunned. This corpse guild collected corpses for people to eat?

How could he accept this? Moreover, the food in the prison was still this kind of stuff. If this person had not said that he could not go out, Lin Heng would have rushed out long ago.

"It's not a big problem actually. The prison has long been infiltrated. As long as you have money and power, you can even live better than the middle level."

Lin Heng happened to have neither of these two. He shook his head helplessly and said:

"What are we doing there? To convict us of a crime and let us rely on time?"

"Of course not. The Hive City is not short of manpower, but manpower is also what it lacks the most. There are quite a lot of work waiting for us to complete, and most of them are the kind with extremely high mortality rates.

Like going to the bottom nest to mine, becoming a drug tester for the Spiritual Medicine Guild, participating in the duel in the Colosseum, being bought by someone to implant chips and bombs to serve as a guard, forming a suicide squad to go deep into the bottom nest to explore the dark corners, etc.

Of course, there are some lucky ones who even joined the law enforcement team! "The guy smiled as he said this. He looked full of hope.

Lin Heng doesn't think he will be the lucky one. Instead of holding on to slim hope, it is better to face the dark reality directly.

...

"Fuck your brother, this is too disgusting!" Lin Heng didn't want to face the reality.

Lin Heng, who had originally thought of making the best of things, regretted taking the bullet for Orwell after seeing the living conditions in the prison.

More than a dozen people lived in one room, with only an iron bucket for personal hygiene, no beds, only stone brick floors. This living environment was even more disgusting than the bottom nest.

After all, the bottom nest will not restrict your personal freedom.

"Russell, when do you think they will assign us jobs?" Lin Heng asked the Blood Hand Gang member in the same carriage.

"It's hard to say. Sometimes they are taken away immediately, while others wait for several years but no one pays attention to them. So some people bribe the jailers in the hope of being exiled as soon as possible."

Lin Heng actually wanted to bribe the jailer. Even if he couldn't get out, he could at least be taken to a place with fewer people.

However, as soon as they entered the prison, the jailer confiscated all their belongings. Looking at their expressions, Lin Heng knew that he would not be able to get them back.

After all, there was a man in front who was beaten and kicked by 5 or 6 people just for asking the jailer to keep his belongings. Lin Heng was also grateful to this brother for teaching him a lesson.

Afterwards, I was dressed in prison clothes and arranged to my current room, which is a floor several dozen meters high, with cells stacked one on top of the other.

I didn't know how many prisoners were held in the densely packed cells. I heard the door open and new prisoners entered.

The old prisoners began to roar and shake the bars, shouting and cursing at the jailers. It was like entering a dog kennel.

The jailer stuffed the two men into a random cell and closed the gate. Three or five people inside stood up and looked at the two men with murderous eyes.

"Isn't this the beating you mentioned?"

"Oh, I can't escape." Russell said, then he squatted down with his head in his hands.

Lin Heng curled his lips, somewhat disdainful of the other party's actions.

"This guy is quite knowledgeable. What about you, newcomer? Kneel down quickly, otherwise I will kick you a few more times when I beat you later!" said the criminal.

Lin Heng sneered and kicked out. "I can't beat the riot squad, but I can't beat you guys? I have no weapons or armor, I just rely on my fists. I didn't absorb your attributes for nothing!"

So he stood up and kicked the man away, then punched the criminals left and right.

With just three punches and two kicks, he knocked several people to the ground. Lin Heng had learned during this period of time that a moment of force would definitely work in such a situation.

Those men were knocked down unexpectedly, and the remaining spectators knew that Lin Heng was a tough guy, so they didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"Where's the boss? Who's your boss? Is he the one sitting in the back?"

"No! My legs hurt, no."

"Is that you?" Lin Heng pointed at another person and said.

"No, I am innocent. The one who did it was the boss!"

Seeing that his character had been established, Lin Heng thought it was time to build up his own prestige, so he walked up to the criminal and asked:

"You are the boss? Why are you so arrogant? No one can control you!"

"Brother, no, it was the jailer who asked us to do it. We didn't want to fight. He said that the newcomers had to be taught a lesson." The criminal said, covering his face.

"I understand. From now on, I have the final say in this room. You have to poop at the designated spot. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Lin Heng returned to Russell's side. The other party looked at Lin Heng with eyes wide open. There was even a light in his eyes, as if Lin Heng was an existence beyond the world.

"Coward, you have to fight, don't you understand? If you don't fight for your interests in the bottom nest, who will help you?"

Russell kept nodding his head, indicating that you are right, brother.

At this time, the jailer appeared again, holding a file device to look for the criminal.

"Miody, Water's Nest A-3 Mine."

"No no no, I'm done, I'm done!"

"Stilwell, Cocker Colosseum Porter."

"Good move, good move, as long as it's not a gladiator!"

"Russell.. Lady Hera hotel guard!"

In the prison, which was originally filled with groans, after hearing about Russell's work, the shouting immediately stopped and looked at the man who was so lucky in disbelief.

The jailer also sighed at the man's good luck. He had to leave just after arriving, and it was a pretty good job.

"Brother, I can leave now. I think I'm lucky."

Fools have their own luck, Lin Heng could only comfort himself in this way and watched the other party leave. After a while, there were less than ten people left in the prison.

Half a day later, new people were stuffed into the prison, and the few people who had previously threatened Lin Heng stood up again and performed the drama that had not been completed before.

This time, the people who came were not as strong as Lin Heng, and they were all beaten up. In the end, a few criminals pointed at Lin Heng and called him the boss.

Lin Heng was sulking at the moment, and his intimidating look frightened them, so they all nodded and bowed obediently.

Looking at this chaotic scene, the smell of feces and urine in the bucket is disgusting, and the thousands of criminals are rioting all the time, and the noise is making it impossible to sleep.

"Damn it. Is there any way to bribe the jailer? This place is so cruel." Lin Heng asked the criminal.

"Brother, if you are good at fighting, you can also participate in the prison's gladiatorial arena. If you keep winning, you may even get the right to be released, but the mortality rate is also quite high."

Lin Heng didn't want to stay there for even a second. The key point was that at the end of the day, some people came in and some went out. The third batch of criminals had already started their work, while his first batch hadn't even left the house yet.

"Jailer! I want to join the gladiatorial arena! Give me an axe and I'll chop down everyone here!"

The jailer stepped forward and asked, "Are you sure you want to participate in the prison's gladiatorial arena?"

Lin Heng nodded. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is determined by God. Instead of waiting, it is better to give it a try. Maybe you can create a future.

"Okay, the prisoner Lin Heng has decided to participate in the Arena! Cancel his mission as a drug tester for the Spiritual Medicine Guild."

Lin Heng was overjoyed. He didn't expect that this attempt would allow him to escape the punishment.

When the mortals heard this, they all sighed at Lin Heng's good luck. After all, no one who went to be a drug tester could come back alive. It can be said that the mortality rate of this job is 100%.

"Hahaha, then my luck will turn today. It won't work without strength. If I had Oglin's physical fitness, who else could limit me?" Lin Heng made up his mind that he would improve his strength.