The Missing Emotion

In the warden's office, Han Che sat behind his desk, placing the Ash-12 on the table. He had just wiped it clean, and the gun still carried the dampness from outside.

He wasn't wearing a mask; a white mask sat next to his rifle, and the stubble on his chin hadn't been shaved for days.

"Shi Ding".

The shield-bearer standing by the door responded and entered the room, saying, "Here."

"I'm going out for a bit. Keep an eye on things at the prison."

Han Che raised his head, looked at Shi Ding standing in front of the desk, his gaze falling on the riot shield in his hand and the Bison submachine gun at his waist, and said,

"While I'm away, you take all the prison guards and walk through all the newly upgraded facilities in the prison again, and let them touch them all."

He pointed to the prison map hanging on the office wall: "After this operation, many facilities in the prison were upgraded. This includes the addition of many laser-protected passages, many new mechanisms, and electronic access control for many rooms."

"You need to take our prison guards and familiarize yourself with all the newly changed locations."

Han Che paused for a moment, then continued, "And there's the new equipment for the brothers. Before, nobody wore helmets. Now the prison has upgraded everyone to level three protective suits. Although the defensive capabilities have been greatly enhanced, we need to get used to the added weight as soon as possible."

"Your Excellency Warden, please rest assured, I will make sure everyone familiarizes themselves with the material as soon as possible."

Han Che nodded and looked to the other side.

"Da Yong".

Da Yong sat on the sofa next to the office, fiddling with a box of bullets in his hand.

He only looked up when the warden called him, stuffed the ammunition box into his pocket, and strode over. He was a big guy, and the floor shook when he walked.

"The new guys, you and Shi Lei show them around and help me analyze how to reorganize the prison after the upgrade."

Although Da Yong didn't talk much, Han Che had a good impression of him, especially since he had tacitly understood Han Che's plans before the operation even began.

"Yes, sir," Da Yong said. "Should the special forces also be included in your personal guard?"

After listening, Han Che pondered for a moment, and finally slowly shook his head. "Let's not include them for now. We can't put them all into the personal guard. That would concentrate too much combat power."

"Take them around to familiarize themselves with the environment," Han Che said. "The specific arrangements will need to be adjusted gradually later."

"After this operation, things have changed a lot here, but I suspect the player operators' deployment will also change significantly."

Since the operation ended, Han Che has been closely monitoring the trending topics on the player world's live streams.

The search volume for the terms "Tidal Prison," "Warden," and "Gherros" remains consistently high.

The Bald Eagle Association's stock market plummeted.

Even so, the Bald Eagle Society did not step forward to hold a press conference.

At this time, the official organizations also remained silent.

Han Che keenly sensed that these large clubs must have undergone tremendous changes, and even they themselves had not yet determined an accurate plan.

That's why the public's enthusiasm was allowed to grow unchecked, and no one stepped forward to control the situation.

Han Che stood up and straightened his clothes.

"Warden, how long will you be gone this time?" Shi Ding could tell that the warden was obviously going to be gone for a longer period of time this time.

"Not necessarily," Han Che put his mask back on. The system required him to wear Gheros's full set of equipment every time he left and entered the Tide Prison.

Han Che had tried before, and he couldn't pass through normally without wearing a mask or even just a pair of gloves.

"I'm going out this time mainly to gather information about the player world, don't worry."

Shi Ding frowned and added, "Your Excellency Warden, you have just caused a huge uproar in the player world. Going there now might not be in your best interest."

"Don't worry," Han Che interrupted him. "In the player world, no one knows my real identity, so there's nothing to worry about."

"How's your new stylist and nails? Are you getting used to wearing them?" he asked.

Shi Ding replied, "Yes, I can get used to it. It's a bit heavy, but it doesn't affect my movement. Especially this helmet, I can hear much farther with it on."

After that wave of rewards and upgrades, the warden's personal guard now has an average of four sets of gear each.

Han Che nodded and didn't ask any more questions. "I'll try to come back before the prison reopens next time. Just prepare step by step and don't worry about me."

He then went to the power switch point alone.

Dive into the water, pass through the portal, swim ashore, and change into civilian clothes.

Han Che had already mastered the entire process.

He walked to the bus stop and boarded the bus to Club 78.

Han Che felt that the atmosphere of the city had subtly changed since his first visit, whether he was imagining it or not.

Back then, the GG signs on skyscrapers, buses, and subways all featured the glorious achievements of various clubs.

There are also promotional posters for various star operators.

Now, those GG signs and posters have decreased significantly, replaced by more serious and rigid club PR posters.

He kept refreshing the website the whole way; today is the second day.

Surprisingly, the website couldn't find any information about the clubs' participation in the Tide Prison map two days later.

Once I got used to the route, it felt like I arrived at my stop in no time.

After getting off the bus, Han Che walked to a deserted corner and took out his backpack from the system.

Most of the miscellaneous weapons we seized earlier have already been sold.

In recent battles, all the weapons captured were fully modified M14s and M4A1s.

Given recent events, it would be difficult to sell this equipment in a package without arousing suspicion.

Helpless, Han Che had no choice but to disassemble all the parts from the fully modified guns, sort them, and fill a backpack with them to sell.

"Boss Han, you've finally arrived!" Xiao Bai greeted him as soon as he reached the door.

"You said you'd arrive today, I've been looking forward to it for so long!"

"How many fully modified guns are they going to release this time? They didn't even tell us beforehand."

"This time there aren't any fully modified guns, just weapon parts. Can you calculate the price for me?"

Han Che opened his backpack and dumped a whole bunch of weapon parts onto the conference table with a clatter.

Wow! So many weapon attachments!

Han Che glanced at Boss Xiaobai. He had a feeling that Boss Xiaobai, despite appearing happy and surprised on the surface, was acting strangely today.

But it lacked a bit of... excitement?

Xiao Bai looked down to check whether the parts were in good working order, without even looking up, and said...

"Why did Boss Han get so many parts but no guns?"

"I took the gun for myself," Han Che said casually, but in his heart he was thinking that it must be because he had sold so many fully modified guns before that she had become picky about food.

"Oh, I see!" Xiaobai looked up at Han Che. "Boss Han, I've looked at a few, and there aren't any problems. Given the relationship between our two families, I won't investigate further."

"There are 28 parts in total. I'll still give you the same price as before, 8 each, for a total of 224 million."

Xiao Bai smiled and took the phone from Han Che's hand, then tapped the two phones together after a few simple operations.

"By the way, Mr. Han, how was that EMP I gave you last time?"

Xiao Bai asked casually with a smile, just as the crisp sound of payment arriving rang from her phone.