Chapter 14: A Group of Big Liars

　　The prisoners walked through the corridors like ants at a distance of two meters, climbed the stairs that were constantly folding in half, and under the watchful eyes of semi-automatic weapons and guards, they gradually arrived at the square at the top of the prison.

　　Hamilton kept observing everywhere, and the three-dimensional structure of the entire prison was imprinted in his mind like a sandbox.

　　The view from the top deck is really nice.

　　This should be above the side of Cole Harbor. Outside the prison is the deep starry sky. A semi-solidified transparent cover perfectly covers the top square.

　　’What should I do if the cover is broken? Aren’t people sucked away by a vacuum? ‘

　　Hamilton thought worriedly.

　　The M-type dwarf star hangs in the deep starry sky, and its orange-red light is slightly low. This is also a characteristic of this type of star - it does not want to burn itself violently, and only uses a little hydrogen to barely maintain itself as a star. Decent.

　　Several mechanical guards stood at the four corners, which were rare items in Hamilton.

　　There are three taboos in the Milky Way:

　　The first natural disaster, alien invasion of civilization;

　　The second plague, the Zerg that regularly returns to the galaxy to breed;

　　The third natural disaster was the omnic crisis.

　　Intelligent machines refer to intelligent machines with fully automated weapon systems. The mechanical body generates human-like consciousness and is separated from the control of human society, completing an automated closed loop in the production, maintenance, design, and development of the intelligent machine itself.

　　Not just one or two self-aware robots can be called an omnic crisis.

　　In the development of civilization at the current stage of the galaxy, omnic crises have occurred more than ten times. The rise and fall of several major empires in the history of the galaxy are closely linked to the outbreak of the omnic crisis.

　　——What Hamilton knows is only the background of the “Abyss” game, and there may be some discrepancies with the actual information about this world.

　　He carefully observed these mechanical guards for a while and found that they were just ‘answering machines’ that acted according to instructions, which made him feel a little disappointed.

　　In the corner, several strong men stared at Hamilton fiercely.

　　Hamilton glanced over. These strong men invariably put their legs together, looked away, and whistled a few times.

　　That’s it?

　　Is this the prison gang?

　　Hamilton originally thought there would be a big battle between himself and dozens of strong men today, but he didn’t expect to defeat them in one wave.

　　”Have I become more violent lately?”

　　However, it feels really good to feel that my physical strength is still getting stronger.

　　There was an umbrella in the corner, and several strong men in prison uniforms lined up, blocking Hamilton’s view; behind these strong men, there was a faint lounge chair and smoke rising.

　　That is?

　　The special existence in this prison?

　　Hamilton walked calmly to the corner with his hands behind his back, like an officer inspecting work.

　　The guards were laughing and chatting not far away. They just glanced at Hamilton and immediately looked away.

　　Obviously, the guards will not prevent others from approaching this ‘special being’.

　　As Hamilton in Sherman’s Imperial uniform approached, the strong men acting as bodyguards were obviously a little nervous. They had heard of Hamilton’s record of one against six without damage.

　　A big hand stopped on Hamilton’s chest.

　　The eyes of the strong man who stopped Hamilton were full of vigilance, and he said solemnly: “I’m sorry, Mr. Bailin doesn’t want to be disturbed.”

　　Pailin?

　　When Hamilton first arrived, he had no idea what the name represented.

　　He wasn’t interested in knowing either.

　　”Really?” Hamilton smiled, “Then why don’t you ask Pailin?”

　　An old laugh came from behind the strong man: “Let the imperial officer come over, he is such an interesting young man.”

　　This old Pailin has a Mediterranean hairstyle and many wrinkles on his face. Considering that the average life span of humans in the Milky Way is more than 120 galactic years, it is impossible to determine how old Pailin is.

　　When Hamilton approached, Mr. Bailin was smoking an e-cigarette of unknown ingredients and drinking sparkling soda. He was wearing a loose bathrobe, revealing his luxuriant light-colored chest hair.

　　”Hello, Imperial officer.”

　　Old Pailin greeted with a smile:

　　”Excuse me for being rude, but my body is old and I am always too lazy to move.”

　　Hamilton smiled slightly: “If you are a respected elder, you don’t have to be too polite to a young man like me.”

　　”Oh, is it so?”

　　Pailin’s smile became more obvious, and he gestured to the side. A strong man brought a plastic chair and placed it next to Pailin’s recliner.

　　”Please sit down, young man,” Pailin said with a smile, “I just wanted to deal with you, but you are a trouble. I don’t need to look at your file. Just looking at you, I know that you must be A big problem.”

　　Hamilton secretly reminded himself to maintain the manners of an imperial soldier and sat upright in the plastic chair.

　　He smiled and said: “I may be a trouble to my enemies, but to my friends, I must be an honest and reliable partner.”