Global Game: AFK In The Zombie Apocalypse Game

Chapter 3066: The LawEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The guard looked at Fang Heng coldly and said, ”Illegal immigrant, you have violated the laws of the Seven Realms Martial Capital. Now we will take you to the border prison to await judgment. Do not resist, or it will only worsen your crime.”

Fang Heng frowned slightly.

He hadn’t expected this.

The Seven Realms Martial Capital was more formidable than he had anticipated. Even though he used the Black Fog technique, he still couldn’t evade their detection.

So the Seven Realms Martial Capital actually understood Black Fog better than humans did?

Come to think of it, where were the others on the ship?

Fang Heng turned his head and looked around but hadn’t yet asked when a guard suddenly slapped heavily on his back.

”Come with us. Remember, from now on your number is G1923.”

Fang Heng followed the guards forward while inspecting the lock chain on his wrist.

The lock chain had some suppressive effect.

But it was very limited.𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Breaking free forcibly wouldn’t be a problem.

Even without breaking it, using his soul body form would likely allow him to directly disable the lock.

However, this was an Elven ship. If things got out of hand and reinforcements arrived, accidentally damaging the ship would be troublesome.

It might even bring trouble to the elves.

Fang Heng thought for a moment and decided to stay put for now. He followed the guards along the ship’s passages, passing through several transition passages, and was escorted into a temporary multi-person prison at the Seven Realms Martial Capital border entry.

”Get in! Remember to reflect well inside! Don’t make any moves or you’ll regret it!”

The guard glared at Fang Heng, spat out this harsh warning, and hurriedly left.

Hundreds of illegal immigrants were caught and thrown into prison every day; he had no interest in paying much attention to Fang Heng.

The prison was large. When Fang Heng was locked in, over a dozen alien prisoners were already held inside. Most kept some distance from each other, either sitting by the walls or leaning against metal bars.

After the prison guards left, the inmates turned their eyes toward Fang Heng.

”Are you human? Haven’t seen one in a long time.”

A young man with skin speckled faintly with blue stood up and sized up Fang Heng.

In the prison, many quietly respected him and gradually gathered to stand on both sides of Fang Heng.

”Brother, what’s your name?”

”Fang Heng,” he answered calmly, then asked, ”Where is this place?”

”The border prison of the Seven Realms Martial Capital,” Klaus nodded at him. ”Humans I’ve met before weren’t weak. How about you? Got any skills?”

Skills?

Fang Heng was rarely asked such a question. After thinking a moment, he countered, ”What do you mean by skills?”

”Haha... Brother, you’re funny. What kind of skills? The one who can fight is the powerful one.”

Klaus laughed and then nodded toward a guard at the far end of the prison corridor, lowering his voice, ”Brother, my name is Klaus. I don’t want trouble. Soon we’ll make a break for it. Either come with us or stand aside and don’t cause problems. Can you do that?”

”Of course.”

Fang Heng shrugged and stepped aside, lowering his head to study the energy patterns on the shackles.

Very interesting!

From an alchemy perspective, the patterns converted energy into effects, forming the handcuffs’ suppressive power over the wearer’s energy flow.

But the suppression was very limited.

It might seal about 90% of the strength below grandmaster level.

If the academic level reached grandmaster, the effect would significantly weaken.

After all, it was just a toy. Its current effect was already quite good.

Nearby, a group of young men were quietly planning their escape.

Fang Heng overheard some of their talk.

The Seven Realms Martial Capital sounded impressive, but its border prison system was severely corrupted. Prison breaks happened frequently and were covered up by the system.

Because low-level prisoners like them didn’t attract attention.

In most cases, if they didn’t escape, these prisoners would be sent to harsh survival worlds for ore mining work. After serving their sentence based on their crime level, they’d be released.

Many prisoners were secretly sold as slaves.

The authorities knew this well but turned a blind eye.

With so many prisoners, cleaning some out also brought in extra money.

Why not?

The ten-plus young inmates in this cell and two others from the same group elsewhere had already decided to escape during transfer.

They even arranged contacts to pick them up mid-route.

A few young men whispered.

The biggest problem was the shackles.

Besides sealing strength, the shackles were very heavy. Running with them was exhausting. Forcibly breaking them would trigger an explosion!

The prison designed the explosion not to injure but to alert the guards.

Those strong enough to break the shackles had great power; the explosion only drew attention.

Also, the shackles had positioning and tracking functions.

”Boss, we’re ready. Once we leave the safe zone, we’ll immediately go to Mr. Li at the mining area. He can help unlock the shackles and get us IDs.”

”Don’t worry, Old Li’s IDs are so good even the Seven Realms Martial Capital can’t tell fake from real...”

”It just takes some time on the way. The prison might send pursuers...”

While they talked, a clack suddenly sounded from Fang Heng’s side.

Huh?

Everyone turned their gaze to Fang Heng.

They saw the shackles on his wrist had been effortlessly removed.

What the hell?

The inmates stared at Fang Heng as if seeing a ghost.

”Hmm,” Fang Heng noticed their gazes, swung the handcuffs in his hand, and said, ”I studied a bit of alchemy. The construction of these shackles is quite interesting...”

Gulp...

The inmates swallowed nervously and looked at each other, feeling absurd.

The shackles were custom-made by the Seven Realms Martial Capital Alchemy Society for the prison. Though mass-produced with normal materials and far from perfect, they had never been directly broken before.

This guy’s alchemy skills must be at least master level.

”Uh, well...” Klaus collected himself, scratched his head, and said sheepishly, ”Brother, can you help me unlock mine too?”

”Of course.”

Fang Heng said as he lightly touched Klaus’s shackles with his right hand.

Klaus blinked and looked down to see the alchemy runes on his shackles flow rapidly before the whole shackle fell to the ground.

What the hell?!

How did he do that?

Klaus looked at Fang Heng with astonishment, ”Brother, you...”

”I just heard you guys can find someone to make real IDs for you?” Fang Heng looked at Klaus. ”Why don’t you help me out too? I’m new here and unfamiliar with this place. If you take me into the Seven Realms Martial Capital and help me get an ID, how about that?”