Rebuilding Base is Under Construction - v3 chapter 159

Zhang Dianyu looked at each other’s eyes. Does Stark mean to believe him, or does he want to continue to test him?

He didn’t know, and he had nowhere to explore.

Stark began to look around, exclaiming at the environment here: “Wait, if I read it right, is there a… unobstructed public bathroom?”

At the entrance of the prison is a simple imprisonment examination room. Going further inside, you will see two rows of shower heads exposed to the air. Obviously, the prisoners were able to take a bath under the guard of the prison guard during the time allowed for the shower.

Zhang Dianyu heard Stark’s words and turned to look at the open-air shower in thought.

The bathroom has always been a high-risk zone for physical conflicts in prisons. No matter how Zhang Dianyu guards, he will see blood flowing in the bathroom from time to time on the map.

The prisoners are performing activities under the guard of guards at other times. The bathroom is the only place where they can open their hearts and have revenge and grievances-especially when the number of people in the shower is large, it is inevitable that there will be some physical collisions and conflicts. .

Zhang Dianyu has tried a variety of methods, including a 1×1 single shower, and guards will be stationed at the door-this policy was implemented for a period of time, and was later banned under the complaints of prisoners.

Of course, the main reason is that Zhang Dianyu has a bit of pain. He rushed to the door of each dormitory early in the morning to perform their duties, and it would also cause shortage of manpower.

The wall of the single bathroom was opened up and the large bathroom was rebuilt.

It also recovered from a pool of blood covering the floor from time to time.

Until today, when he came to Devil Island, Zhang Dianyu realized that his predecessors were also deeply disturbed by this problem-but they also made a very good response policy.

That is to let the prisoners take a bath in the bathroom on the first floor hall, guarded by guards.

Although such a scene is a bit difficult for both parties, the effect must be good. Zhang Dianyu subconsciously patted the water pipe beside him, revealing a look of satisfaction.

Stark: “…”

Zhang Dianyu saw the ellipsis emerging from Stark’s head from the map, and controlled Miss Rita to look at him.

“Warden…” Stark vaguely omitted part of his name. “–You want to keep this open-air bathroom?”

“Unless you disagree,” Zhang Dianyu controlled Miss Rita and said, “Because you might come here in the future?”

Stark opened his hands: “I don’t think so-but I really don’t think it is a beautiful scene for the red skull and the clown to take a bath together.”

“They also bathe together now, and they may even sleep on the upper and lower bunks.” Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, and added, “If they can get out of the confinement room.”

In fact, there was no right to bathe during confinement, and they had no chance to leave the confinement room—until Zhang Dianyu assigned the Red Skull to the Secret Mutant Juvenile Criminal Correction Center.

Stark also patted the pipe next to him, and suddenly looked up and asked, “Mr. Warden, do you really think those prisoners in the prison can be held on Alcatraz Island? Across this bay, next to downtown San Francisco, from the island. You can even see the Golden Gate Bridge.”

What he meant was obvious. Once a prisoner escaped from prison-ordinary people just want to escape punishment. What if it is a mentally ill criminal like a clown? They are bound to cause trouble nearby, and for no reason.

Zhang Dianyu hesitated. He has enough cards to show down today, maybe one more card is not a big problem.

“I have an idea. I may need some…help from you.”

Stark answered quickly: “Investment?”

Perhaps it is the status quo of prison poverty that is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, or the habitual thinking of the richest man in New York, he directly raised this issue that people love and hate.

“Not all.” Zhang Dianyu said reservedly, “As for the technology that collects brainwave signals and uploads them, and simulates and restores them to real scenes…Can it be mass-produced?”

Stark was a little surprised, but didn’t answer for a moment.

Zhang Dianyu understands his doubts-this kind of technology obviously cannot easily fall into the hands of others, even if it is to provide ready-made equipment and software, it may be reversed, and even semi-finished products of the four different types may be introduced into the market to harm society.

But Stark also quickly understood what he meant: “You want to… imprison the consciousness of those prisoners and let them be locked in a cage of thinking-you want them to be a brain in a tank?”

The so-called brain in the tank is when a brain floating in the nutrient solution, its thinking is uploaded into the virtual reality, whether it can distinguish whether it is real or illusory.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Stark and shook his head slowly.

“No, Mr. Stark, this is still a prison. The prisoners will have normal work and rest hours.” He looked at the other end of the Devil Island through the dilapidated wall. “The time of’thought upload’ can be regarded as For labor in prison, performance points can be counted-if you transform the rest of the tourist area into a virtual reality experience center.”

Zhang Dianyu turned his head and looked at Stark who was a little sluggish, lowered his tone, and said slowly in a demon-like voice: “And the virtual realm you provide does not require any employee-you know, the prisoner is The cheapest labor.”

Stark: “…”

He leaned against a pillar next to him, his expression a bit incomprehensible, but a bit weird.

“Honestly, Mr. Warden… I have never heard of such a ridiculous and seemingly feasible plan.”

Zhang Dianyu kept silent and waited for Stark’s decision.

Stark looked up, with a smile in his eyes.

Zhang Dianyu had some doubts.

“Mr. Warden-I have called that twice, and you seem to have no objection at all.” Stark stood up straight, “So, the real you is the other one-the person in prison at this time. ,right?”

Zhang Dianyu was dumbfounded.

But he was the only one in the office who made this look, and Miss Rita in front of Stark looked at him blankly.

“You seem to have changed a bit.” Stark said, holding his arm. “You used to make some very… weird actions, but now you can even talk to me.”

The weird behavior he was talking about was of course the scene where the warden on-hook went around in the office.

Rita stood still, seeming to be thinking, but also in a daze.

And Stark looked at her with interest: “If you are the same as before, Mr. Warden, at this time one of you two will only reply to my question,’I don’t understand what you mean. , Please repeat it again’-Hell, this sentence once tortured me bald.”

Rita turned to him slowly.

Stark shrugged: “To be honest, this is a joke. You must know that baldness can only be determined by genes, even if Lex always claims that it is for scientific research-what research makes people bald? Mrs. Curie I’m not bald because of science either.”

“So, can the things I just said can be done?” Zhang Dianyu had to control Rita to speak, otherwise Stark was still thinking about him. But since Stark revealed his true identity, he can’t bother to make an expression.

Stark smiled slightly at the ground, then looked at Zhang Dianyu.

“Mr. Warden, do you know what you are asking is quite abrupt?”

Zhang Dianyu was a little silent. No one has ever been able to get Stark’s technology-although there are many people trying to steal and copy, but most of them are tricks.

Zhang Dianyu fell silent.

Stark looked at Miss Rita, whose eyes were out of focus, and obviously understood that Zhang Dianyu had given up disguising herself. He shrugged and looked around: “So, where did you look at me, Mr. Warden?”

Zhang Dianyu did not intend to answer at all.

Until Stark built a pergola with his right hand and looked at the dilapidated ceiling above his head, he finally couldn’t help it.

“Where do you think I will be, lying on the ceiling and watching your dwindling hair top?”

Stark turned his head abruptly, with a shocked expression on his face: “That’s a complete slander—I have no problem with my hair. From old Isaac to Howard, there has never been a bald head in the Stark family.”

Miss Rita was still expressionless, unable to see whether she agreed or opposed.

“No offense, is there anything unpleasant going on here?” A voice came from outside the door, echoing in the empty hall, making it impossible not to notice the people outside.

Wilson leaned half of his body out the door, seeming to be confused about the atmosphere between the two.

Zhang Dianyu immediately manipulated Miss Rita and turned her head to show a smile, and said to Wilson: “Don’t worry, Sam, the conversation between us is very pleasant.”

“I saw a battle armor flew into the cell just now, so I came in and took a look.” Wilson explained, “I know it is Iron Man, but… I am also responsible for your safety without guards, Rita Warden.”

Zhang Dianyu controlled Rita and nodded, still with a stiff and exaggerated smile on his face.

After seeing Stark’s suggestive gaze, Wilson retracted half of his leg that had entered the hall.

“If you need help with anything, I’ll be outside, Miss Rita.”

After speaking, he turned and escaped quickly.

The smile of this Miss Rita made people feel cold behind her back.

Stark: “…” He watched as the smile on Miss Rita’s face suddenly retracted, returning to an expressionless state, staring at him with a dull gaze.

To be honest, even knowing that there is someone behind it, it feels a bit weird.

Stark cleared his throat.

Miss Rita’s eyes also moved with him, still watching his direction intently.

“Mr. Warden, you must know that there are countless researches stolen from Stark Industries. The worst thing is that I found out that I spent most of my time hunting down these stolen technological achievements for evil research.” Stark Spread his hand, “I want to look sincere in your direction, but I don’t know where you are-so forget it.”

Rita stared into Stark’s eyes.

“it’s here.”

Stark: “…”

He turned his gaze to Miss Rita and stared at the other person’s eyes in the same way. His neck quickly became stiff and the atmosphere became more embarrassing.

But Zhang Dianyu didn’t seem to feel this change at all.

“You don’t need to trust me.” He said lightly, “Thank you.”

“What?” Stark stretched out his hands incredulously. “I haven’t agreed to anything yet.”

“But you won’t allow these criminals to become a factor of instability.” Zhang Dianyu said, “So I assume I have heard your foreshadowing, and we can go directly to the topic.”

“…” Stark: “I don’t need any financial support, but I need you to ensure that the jailbreak rate on the island is 0.”

Zhang Dianyu: “0.5%.”

Stark: “Deal.”