A few minutes later, a young interrogator with an anxious look came up to Scarface and whispered a few words in his ear.
The warden's expression changed instantly; he looked at his younger colleague in disbelief.
"Are those three crazy?"
This was clearly just an exclamation rather than a real question, but the younger man thought about it thoughtfully and said:
"It seems like it'll be soon."
Gray didn't have to wait long; the personnel who went to the archives quickly returned and confirmed that Gray had mentioned the emergence of a new faction in the Wilderness of Chaos West in his last performance report several months ago.
The claim that the powerful Blood Corpse was a fabrication is thus refuted.
Soon, three more people were brought here: Bobby, the notary who gave Gray a running berth; his uncle, his teacher; and his wife Nora, whose face was still wet with tears.
After a brief, needless scene of making dumplings, Gray is officially declared resurrected in a social sense.
His identity document reappeared from a complex machine, and the Great Labyrinth City once again opened its arms to him.
The scarred warden rose and applauded the heroic merchant who had come back from the dead, while Gray, whose arm was being held by his wife, anxiously urged him to release his three companions.
The warden then remembered the matter and quickly sent his men to inform the warden.
Soon, three spirited players were brought out, followed by three dejected interrogators. At first glance, it was almost impossible to tell which side was being tortured.
The three were unshackled and all their belongings were returned.
The tall, burly, scarred warden personally bowed to the three men.
"We apologize for the inconvenience caused. Since the resurgence of the Blood Corpse, the security in the Graycast Corridor has been at its highest level. The detention of the three of you is a last resort; for the safety of the Great Labyrinth City, we have no choice but to..."
[ With Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], upon hearing this, instead of being angry, he said:
"It's alright, it's alright, we understand."
He looked at his two companions and asked:
Right?
The two nodded hastily.
"Of course we understand. And your security checks still have some issues. We're experts in this area, so we can briefly point out a few areas for improvement to ensure that infected individuals have nowhere to hide."
The scarred warden never expected things to develop this way, but since he was in the wrong, he could only listen to the three men in front of him talking about how to create a security check process that would frighten anyone with a guilty conscience.
At first, he was somewhat skeptical, but the more he listened, the more he realized how reasonable it made sense.
Scarface quietly turned his head, intending to give the two clerks a wink, only to find that the two had already started taking notes sometime earlier.
He silently praised them, then patiently listened to the three men's experiences before leading them to Notary Bobby.
"You're in charge of taking care of them. Whether you want to rest first or head to the 'core' is up to you."
"Good."
Notary Bobby nodded, signaling the three men with Lion Hidden in the Eyes " to follow him out of the prison.
The three were quite surprised and instinctively turned to look at Gray.
The merchant also looked this way and shook his head at the three of them:
"My job is to get you there; what happens after that is none of my business. But I already told you my home address; you're welcome to come over when you're done."
The three were taken aback upon hearing this, realizing that it was time to part ways with Gray.
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ], the player with the best relationship with Gray, asked:
What are your plans for the future?
Gray shrugs:
"Nothing much planned. I should take some time off, but I need to handle the food handover and the illegal modifications to the Antasia."
"Okay, we'll be going now. See you later."
After the three of them left with Bobby, Gray looked at the scarred warden, who had regained his composure:
Can I go home now?
The warden readily agreed:
"Of course you can, but remember to come here tomorrow. There are still many questions about your mobile fortress."
"Until its principles and structure are fully understood, it will be temporarily seized as stolen goods, and..."
The warden's stern expression had lost some of its usual composure.
"Your chief engineer will also be detained for a while."
Gray nodded:
"Sure, but I must warn you, he is a genuine vampire count. Although most of his power has been sealed by the leader of the Second Holy See, he can still incite a riot among the hundred Blood Corpse aboard the Antasia if he so desires."
"Don't worry, don't forget this is a prison."
Scarface patted his thick chest and said:
"As long as I'm alive, they can't turn the tables."
Then he asked in a low voice:
"So how do you usually motivate him?"
Gray pointed behind the wheelchair:
"As I told you before, the command will only take effect after the lever is pulled. If he does something without permission, pulling the lever will also stop him."
"Okay, I've got it."
Bennett, watching this scene from the pile of stolen goods in the distance, vaguely heard a word he disliked the most—"lever."
The last flicker of desire for death in his heart was extinguished once again, mercilessly hammered by the bloody reality.
Outside the prison, the three players behind Bobby looked on in astonishment at the prison they had just left.
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] remarked:
"All the buildings in the Graycast Corridor are larger than usual..."
Upon hearing this Bobby turned around and said:
"That's right, since there are many mechanical structures that need to be implanted, the outer shell is made thicker and heavier."
"This prison too?"
[ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] - Seeking the Dao.
"Too."
The notary nodded:
"The prison in the Great Labyrinth City changes constantly over time. I'm sure you heard the sound of machinery meshing when you were imprisoned, right?"
"Really."
"The true route and patterns of change are known only to the warden and a few others; I'm not one of them."
Bobby some regret, then suddenly turned to look at the three seemingly friendly outsiders:
"The interrogator didn't do anything to you, did he?"
Upon hearing this, the half-dragon seemed to have finally found someone to confide in, and he immediately said:
My interrogator used waterboarding on me.
Waterboarding?!
Bobby horrified. He had heard of it as a form of torture that made people wish they were dead, with the constant dripping of water keeping them on edge.
He looked the half-dragon up and down, sensing that the man seemed quite excited.
Are you alright?
"What could have happened? I quietly hardened that patch of skin that was dripping wet, making it completely numb, and then quietly logged off... uh, I just took a nap."
Bobby then looked at the [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ]:
And what about you?
"They had three men whip me repeatedly."
"Ah?"
"And dip it in salt water."
"Huh?! Are you alright?"
"It's nothing, it's just that the interrogator suddenly lost his temper and ended up gagging me."
Bobby looked at the sincere-looking [ Traditional Eccentric Wheel ] in front of him, then at the [ Shit Appraisal Master ]:
"They tortured you too?"
"They used it. They chopped off the interrogator and that unfortunate fellow... that is, my two hands, all the way up to the sixteenth generation..."
[ The Shit Appraisal Master ] said thoughtfully:
"Perhaps I don't really like ventriloquist puppet shows; next time I'll try the Deadwood Vine marionette."