Not long after Monkey and Su Xing left the bar through the portal.

High above Cybertron.

Paradise City Prison, in Cell No. 0004.

In a daze, Harwitz was awakened by a rush of footsteps coming from outside the house.

After waking up, Harwitz instinctively wanted to stand up from the ground, but found that his hands and feet were tied with ropes and he could not move at all.

What's going on?

After briefly taking a look at the environment inside the cell, Harwitz had a look of memory in his eyes...

Harwitz was originally an ordinary worker on Cybertron.

But unlike other people who either lie down or are content with the status quo, Harwitz is not satisfied with just working for others all his life.

He wants to change his life.

On Cybertron, if ordinary people want to change their lives, there are only two ways.

Method one is to invest a certain amount of money and start your own business.

However, with the continuous development of the economy on Cybertron, leading companies in various industries have gradually swallowed up all small businesses in the market.

This phenomenon is called "cyber oligarchy" by scholars on Cybertron.

for example.

The "Polar Bear" company that currently monopolizes the entire Cybertron planet is a typical "cyber oligopoly".

The "Polar Bear" company started its business about a thousand years ago.

At that time, the "Polar Bear" company was just a small company specializing in chat software on the Internet.

With the rapid development of the Internet industry, the "Polar Bear" company has gradually grown bigger and bigger, and has begun to get involved in various fields such as live broadcasts, games, and short videos.

Over time.

After nearly a thousand years of development, until 3077 AD, the "Polar Bear" company had occupied nearly 99% of the gaming industry on Cybertron.

Due to the existence of the "Polar Bear" company, all small and medium-sized game companies went bankrupt one after another and were acquired and annexed by "Polar Bear".

In this way, "Polar Bear" Company has completely become a presence in the gaming industry that can truly cover the sky with one hand.

This is the case in the gaming industry.

The same is true for various industries such as food and beverage and real estate.

And this is what Cybertron scholars in the 31st century call a "cyber oligarchy."

In the environment of "cyber oligarchy", if Cybertronians want to start a business, unless they have a mine at home, it will be extremely difficult to do so.

Harwitz was just an ordinary person, and his family background was mediocre, so he gave up the entrepreneurial path directly.

So if you want to change your life, there is only one way left - to pass the "trial" of Paradise City and then become a member of Paradise City.

In order to achieve this goal, Harwitz began to sign up for various "trial training courses" while working.

Three years and three years.

After nearly six years of hard work and countless failures, Harwitz finally passed the test as he wished and successfully obtained the qualification to ride the "elevator".

But I don't know why.

After arriving in Paradise City, Harwitz did not become a master as he imagined. Instead, he was imprisoned in this prison by the soldiers of Paradise City.

This left Harwitz a little confused.

Don’t they all say that as long as you can get the qualification to enter the Paradise City, you will definitely become a human being?

I clearly have not violated the laws of Paradise City, but I am inexplicably imprisoned in this prison...

Is it possible that all the good things about Paradise City that are rumored on the surface are simply a scam?

In the cell.

While Harwitz was thinking, he saw several soldiers wearing combat uniforms with angel wings and badges walking in, surrounded by a man in a suit.

After the man in the suit looked at Harwitz for a moment, he asked the soldier beside him: "I just looked at the information. This person should have just come from the surface, right?"

"It's true that we just came here not long ago." A soldier responded quickly.

The man in the suit said again: "Then he has done matching work. Has he been noticed by the big guys in the city?"

The soldier respectfully replied: "The matching has been done, and the physical quality in all aspects is almost perfect, but I haven't had time to be selected by the boss..."

"What does matching mean?"

Hearing what the man in suit and the soldier were talking about, Harwitz said in a panic: "Why are you locking me up here? I don't seem to have committed anything, right?"

"Ah...."

Faced with Harwitz's inquiry, the man in the suit did not respond.

He just looked at Harwitz and showed a meaningful smile: "You are lucky this time. You don't have to use other consumables as spare parts and be tortured to death bit by bit... If the experiment does not go well.

If everything goes well, maybe we can get relief tomorrow."

"Consumables? Relief?" Harwitz became even more confused: "What do you mean?"

"Ah...."

After the man in the suit sneered, he stopped talking to Harwitz. He just turned around and told the soldier beside him: "Then in addition to consumables No. 0001 and No. 0003, the third experimental subject will choose consumable No. 0004.

Bar...."

With that said, the man in the suit carefully took out a semi-circular piece of blood-red flesh from his arms.

He said with a serious expression: "This piece of meat must be divided into three equal parts, and then fed to them... Then remember to keep the food provided to them in the past few days consistent, so that we can control it."

variables to facilitate comparison of experimental data."

"yes!"

After the soldier took the semicircular piece of meat from the man in the suit, he hurriedly left the cell.

Apparently, he probably followed the instructions to cut up the "pieces of meat"...

Since Harwitz can pass the trial in Paradise City, he is obviously not a stupid person.

Just after listening to a few words from the man in the suit, he already figured out what all this was about, and said with a look of horror: "So, the trials in Paradise City are simply fake. Those of us who passed the trials were selected.

The people who come up are actually just "consumables"?"

"No, no, no."

The man in the suit seemed to enjoy Harwitz's frightened expression.

He said happily: "Other people selected by the trial can only be regarded as consumables, but you are different...because I have a new project recently and I need you to take the risk to participate."

"New project?" Harwitz said, "You want me to eat the semi-circular piece of meat just now?"

"good!"

Seeing that Harwitz had deduced so much from just a few words, the man in the suit showed unabashed admiration in his eyes: "It seems that you are quite smart... If it weren't for me

If you are in a hurry to use consumables as a test subject, I might just choose you as a spare part for my brain."

"spare parts."

With just these four words, Harwitz could instantly conjure up countless plots, and said in disbelief: "Is it possible that the reason why the top leaders of Paradise City are not dead is because of us "spare parts"?"

"Ha!" The man in the suit chuckled and asked, "Otherwise, what do you think?"

Seeing that the man in the suit acquiesced, Harwitz reasoned: "So, those who have passed the trial and returned to the surface in fine clothes are actually nothing more than your senior executives changing their faces, or in other words, changing their heads.
Chapter completed!