The darkness lasted for about ten minutes before gradually brightening.
The first thing to light up was the battery display in the middle of the ceiling. Like a phone charging, it showed a progress bar, but the battery was nearly empty—less than one percent.
Then the large lights in the dome gave the plaza a hazy glow.
Finally, the corridor lights came on, illuminating the four levels of walkways in the Red Building and Blue Building.
They could vaguely see each other across the way. Everyone was pedaling furiously on their exercise bikes inside their cells.
With all eleven people working together, they finally lit up the prison. The lights were dim and yellowish, but at least there was illumination.
After around twenty minutes, the battery progress bar reached two percent.
Despair showed on everyone's faces. Twenty minutes of nonstop pedaling had already left many people with aching legs.
The Drunkard was the first to jump off his bike and lie down on the bed to rest.
The people in the Red Building did not notice, but the people in the Blue Building did.
"Hey! Stop slacking off!" the Blonde Sickly Woman shouted.
She was exhausted too. Her health had never been good, and her addiction was acting up now, cold sweat pouring down her body.
The moment she saw the Drunkard get off, she got off as well. She pointed across the way and shouted while taking the chance to sit on the bed and rest.
As soon as the Blonde Sickly Woman in the Blue Building got off, the people in the Red Building saw it. The Wheat-skinned Beauty immediately jumped off too and shouted, "They're resting, so let's rest too!"
Both sides followed suit and got off to rest. Only Huang Ji and Alan kept pedaling with