Demonic Blue Moon

After the nuclear war, the world was controlled by twenty mega-corporations that established a global government. Governed by AI, it judged everything.
Gao Xin, who had only wished to live a peaceful life, inexplicably became a scapegoat for the elite and, unable to pay the imprisonment fee, was sentenced to ten years of exile on Crime Prison Island!
On this island, there were no laws, no constraints, the only order being the numerous game arenas set up by the officials.
The criminals could only participate like racehorses for the entertainment of the elite.
Yet, on this prison island filled with Radiation, cyborgs, and many powerful villains, Gao Xin had no strength, no talent, and no background—like a sheep thrown into a crocodile pool, no different from being on death row.
How could an ordinary person like him survive under the oppression of the strong, the geniuses, and the wicked? Unless in this world, there was a path, a path that allowed even the weakest to continuously break their shackles.

Crime Prison Island

Gao Xin shrugged his shoulders. Right, dad and Aunt Yao both had their own complete life memories and personalities.


They followed their own 'pre-death' routines irrelevant of whether they needed to sleep or not.


Fortunately, there was Silver Hand, otherwise if the subconscious also fell asleep... his entire body would have shut down... directly stopping breathing in his sleep.


Poor Silver Hand, when dad and Aunt Yao clocked out on schedule, he was the one on duty day and night.


"Who is this person?" Gao Xin pointed to the headless figure.


Silver Hand said, "That's Wei Lan, isn't it? When your Heart Power filled the whole virtual scene, the subconscious absorbed everything, including the person and the scene."


With that said, as Gao Xin looked again at the headless person, a head suddenly grew out, gradually becoming clear. It was the appearance of Wei Lan.


But as it became clear, the surroundings became blurry.


Chapter 170 Oiran Outing_2