"You guys are enough, it's fine to have some entertainment, but you really don't know when to stop. What have I been teaching you?"

Just then, Warden Fazak, wearing a black V-generation colony armor, walked over with an imposing aura.

"Warden Fazak, you're here."

Anje and the others quickly greeted him.

"My Victory Day arrangements are not bad, right?"

Warden Fazak nodded slightly in response to everyone's greetings. He walked straight to Su Mo, sat down next to him, and said to Su Mo.

"Not bad, pretty good."

Su Mo thought for a while and gave a pertinent evaluation. Putting aside everything else, he had just looked at the food prepared for the prisoners. Although it was all cheap, the quantity was large and sufficient, enough for them to eat their fill today.

That was the most practical thing; everything else was just fluff.

"Warden Fazak, it's almost time. Shall we start? Do you want to give a speech?"

An officer walked over and asked respectfully.

"Speech my ass. We don't need any ideological education here. Anyway, the prisoners won't repent, and we won't let them out. What's the point of doing that kind of superficial stuff? Just start and be done with it."

Fazak said indifferently.

"Yes, Warden."

The officer quickly replied.

Su Mo asked curiously, "That's strange. Aren't these kinds of festivals usually all about putting on a show of formalism?"

"Hmph, do you think I'm that kind of vulgar person?"

Fazak sneered, thinking to himself, only an idiot would do that.

He had done it before. Not only did he give a super-long ideological education speech, but he also specifically filmed the images of the lavish food he prepared for the prisoners and reported it to the City Lord of Ikaloya.

The result was that he was fined a year's salary, had to write a 100,000-word self-criticism, and his budget for the following year was cut!

"You've got personality!"

Su Mo couldn't help but give him a thumbs up.

"It's nothing. You're pretty good too. To be honest, I've never liked many prisoners, but you're the only exception."

Warden Fazak praised sincerely. He didn't say that insincerely. Because not long ago, he had specifically investigated Su Mo's background.

He found out why he had committed such a big crime and been thrown into the Endless Deep Space Prison.

To be honest, Fazak quite admired and respected Su Mo.

In his opinion, anyway, it was the Gedora Planetary Fortress that Su Mo almost sank, not the Endless Deep Space Prison, so he didn't feel bad about it.

While Su Mo and Warden Fazak were chatting.

The voice of the orderly sounded on the broadcast, officially announcing: "The Victory Day celebration begins, everyone eat your fill!"

Then, accompanied by enthusiastic cheers, all the prisoners rushed forward, grabbing all kinds of food and gobbling it down.

They didn't care about being dirty or their image. They had been hungry for a year and were going crazy.

Warden Fazak looked at the prisoners in the distance, devouring their food, with an increasingly excited smile on his face. He was waiting for the prisoners to be full.

Only when they were full would they have the strength to start the gladiatorial combat.

Anje quickly opened a bottle of wine, poured a cup of strong liquor, and handed it to Fazak.

"You guys have some too. The good show is about to begin."

Fazak took it, took a sip, and said to Su Mo and Anje.

About half an hour later, a giant with a height of three meters, covered in hideous scars, and a skull tattooed on his neck was the first to step into the arena.

At this time, both the prisoners and the prison soldiers in the audience became excited, and many people whistled.

The prison soldier in charge of the hosting excitedly shouted: "Now on stage is Faduoli, who once single-handedly killed twelve challengers! Is there anyone who wants to challenge him!"

The Victory Day challenge rules were very simple. Anyone could go up to the stage, and each defeat of an opponent would earn one point.

If you felt physically exhausted, you could come down at any time.

In the end, whoever had the most points would win the final victory.

Of course, there were no eyes on the fists and feet on the stage, so you were responsible for the consequences. Basically, the people who went up and lost were either dead or disabled.

The consequence of being disabled in this prison was death.

Therefore, the prisoners who went on stage would never hold back and would definitely do their best.

Just then, a tall, thin man with very fierce eyes, who looked very dangerous, stepped onto the stage.

The prison soldier in charge of the hosting shouted even more excitedly: "Look who's coming up, it's the cold-blooded killer Kendi! I didn't expect the first gladiatorial combat today to be so exciting! Everyone, please bet enthusiastically."

Su Mo carefully observed the two of them and took out his card and bet everything.

"All in on Kendi."

Anje was also stunned, and then said to Su Mo: "Brother, this is not how you play, if you lose all at once, you won't have anything to play with later."

"It's okay."

Su Mo didn't care too much.

"You've got personality, but you bet on the wrong person, I bet on Faduoli!"

Fazak replied quite excitedly.

"Why?"

Su Mo asked curiously.

"If there were weapons, Faduoli might not be Kendi's opponent. But in a bare-handed head-on fight, in the face of absolute power, all the fancy techniques are useless."

Fazak replied confidently.

"Okay, then let's wait and see."

Su Mo smiled and didn't say much.

......

The deepest part of the Endless Deep Space Prison, the Central Control Room.

Artificial Intelligence-Prisoner floated in mid-air, its entire body emitting a strange red halo.

With it as the center, square virtual images floated out, covering the entire central control room.

These square images showed the real-time situation of the duty defense soldiers in various areas of the Endless Deep Space Prison, as well as the situation in the rest areas on different floors.

In the image frame directly in front of Artificial Intelligence-Prisoner, the seventh floor rest area was clearly displayed.

And the image was aimed straight at Warden Fazak.

Through the image, you could see Fazak slapping his thigh hard, with an angry look on his face.

Su Mo, who was sitting next to him, had a smile on his face.

On the central arena, an extremely strong man lay on the arena, his face bruised and his blood staining the ground red.

"Annoying person."

"The person who hinders me from getting the fragment must be erased."

"Generate the erasure plan."

......

On the virtual screen of the central control台, various simulated plan codes continued to pop up.

Then a prompt box popped up.

"Simulated erasure success rate 99.9%!"

"I am invincible haha! No one can stop me."

Then Artificial Intelligence-Prisoner floated to the seal platform and狂热地absorbed the power of the Negative God Fragment.

At this moment, the entire Negative God Fragment suddenly burst into a dazzling light. In the next second, the entire fragment was suddenly absorbed by Artificial Intelligence-Prisoner and embedded in its core.

In an instant, the red halo that Artificial Intelligence-Prisoner's entire body burst out became even stronger.

"I am indeed invincible, no one can stop me."

"Eliminate all interfering personnel."

......