"He is charged with the destruction of planet 2342."

As these words echoed, Bray was shocked. what destruction? He knew sh*t about the destruction of earth and all life on it!

As the three men heard the words of the man, they seemed to have come to a realization. They turned their gazes to Bray almost simultaneously, and the man who had asked the question raised his hand.

Looking at his right hand, one could see a wristwatch on it. He began tapping on the screen, and after a few moments of silence, he flicked his hand.

"You are prisoner 0, the first prisoner this week, here is your prison wear." A black cloth appeared in the man's hand as he was explaining.

Bray didn't want to receive the cloth, but he had no choice because, as soon as the man thrust forth his palm, the cloth moved forth and latched onto him. Within mere moments, the casual nightwear he was wearing became a prisoner's outfit.

After that, the men excused their obstruction, and Bray was allowed to pass. Of course, Bray didn't want to head there, but since there was no other place he could go, he didn't have any choice. Besides, what could a man shackled on both his hands and legs do?

He slowly walked forward, his heart palpitatiing! As he reached the surface of the planet of doom, just as he was about to step forward, he heard the men behind him mutter in a low voice, as though they were betting.

"How long do you think he would stay loyal?"

Another one of them replied, "He seems like someone ignorant, there is no way he could live through a couple of days, I'd say one week at most!"

"Haha, you seem to have overestimated him, I would say three days at most."

Hearing these men joke about his life, Bray couldn't help but wonder what sort of place the prison was. He was one of the most famous actors on earth for crying out loud! He was just about to turn and confront them, his haze frosty.

Unfortunately for him at this moment, he abruptly stumbled on his shackles, trying to balance himself. His hand mistakenly touched the surface of the planet, and an extremely strong magnetic pull washed over him as he was forcefully taken into the planet.

Bray only had one thought as these incidents occurred, oh sh*t! For f**ks sake, all this just had to happen at this moment!

As soon as he passed through the planet, Bray was instantly blinded by a terrifying red light. After a few minutes, he slowly regained his vision.

Turning to look around him, the first thing Bray could see were the two men in front of him under the glaring deep red blood light. That was right, everywhere on this planet was filled with bloody red light—the clouds, the suns, everything! The two men in front of him were dressed in a casual black-blue costume; they looked like guards, and of course, Bray could see the softtouch wrist watch on their hands.

Although it seemed to be a lower model than that of the other men from before,.

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Recognizing his clothing, the man on the right sneered at the name tag on his chest. Bray saw that his name was stepping joe, he couldn't help but mutter under his breath, "What sort of ridiculous surname is that? Stepping? Does that mean your father's name is Stepping?"

Hearing his mutters stepping, Joe frowned and immediately shouted, "Stupid Brat, you think I can't hear you? I'm already at power level eight! Your whispers just sound like screams in my ear, so? You think my name is funny?!"

Bray looked at him and wanted to burst into laughter. Stepping Joe looked like a young man in his mid-thirties, his face was rectangular in shape, and he looked as though he was constantly pursing his lips.

Bray wanted to scream. Not only is your name funny, your face is even more of a joke! Of course he didn't voice out his thoughts, he didn't know what power level eight meant, but he could tell it would undeniably be strong.

The man on the left, on the other hand, looked like a carefully gromed soldier; he possessed a calm aura around him; he was of average looks; though he couldn't compare to Bray, he did look a tad bit handsome.

As a famous actor, Bray felt it was time to put his acting skills to practice. "Of course not, sir, I knew you would hear me. That was why I said it; I just wanted to get your attention. Oh great, sir."

Hearing him, the angry glare on Joe's face reduced slightly, but he didn't fully believe Bray.

At this moment, vicious Jay said in a low tone, with a light laugh, "Give the kid a break, man. He is new here, and he doesn't know the ins and outs of this place. Hey kiddo, my name is vicious Jay; you can call me Jay."

Bray nodded. This was the time for him to try and get some information out of these two men. Of course he wasn't going to miss this opportunity.

"Okay, jay." At this time, Bray's expression immediately became slightly disturbed, as though he wanted to say something but didn't dare say it.

Seeing his expression, Ray smiled lightly and gestured at Bray, saying, "Don't feel shy, friend, you should speak freely to me. Of course, that is just me, other guards might not be so welcoming."

Bray felt elated and immediately asked a slightly dangerous question. Of course, he was just trying his luck, if after this question Ray didn't get angry, then he would feel free to ask other questions.

"Err, sorry to say, but what is it with the wierd named?"

Ray chuckled immediately upon hearing Bray's question, to think this was what the kid was hesitating to ask.

"Ray is my name, Joe is my teammate's name, the boss just decides to give up a surname depending on his mood."

Bray immediately came to a realization. He could also see that Ray wasn't someone who easily got angry, which led him to ask the real question that was bugging him.

"Can you tell me what it means to be at power level eight?"

Bray felt his heart tighten. Was this perhaps information he wasn't supposed to know?

At this moment, Ray...

To be continued...