The entire prison shook violently as a car crashed into it, causing everyone inside to jolt and fall over.

Some were unlucky enough to hit walls or sharp corners and passed out immediately.

Panic engulfed the entire prison, and the system automatically entered alert mode.

[Warning! Warning! Unknown impact detected.]

[Warning! Warning! Please place your hands on your head and remain where you are.]

The prison guards and staff attempted to follow the system's protocol in an orderly manner, but the prisoners reacted differently.

At that moment, someone suddenly shouted from the crowd, "Someone's breaking us out!"

With those words, all the prisoners became excited.

The airborne prison had been around for over a decade with no record of a successful escape or any jailbreak attempts. To many, it was an impregnable fortress in the sky.

But the prisoners had an innate longing for freedom, and the massive shock from outside suggested that perhaps a fleet had not only located the prison but also launched an attack.

So how could they not be excited? The system's warnings were ignored by everyone, and the entire dining hall descended into chaos, entering a state of riot and disorder without any need for incitement.

Mechanical guards rushed forward to suppress the chaos and urgently notified the warden.

Meanwhile, the warden was in her office, engrossed in a video game.

Hearing numerous urgent alerts, she leisurely took down the last enemy player before bringing up the system interface.

Ignoring several obvious anomalies, she casually made some simple adjustments and then joined a new game session.

Elsewhere, the prison dining hall began the scheduled suppression procedure, employing a standard response plan.

Sprinklers emerged from the ceiling, showering the entire dining hall with a rain of sedative agents.

These were supposed to render people unconscious, but instead, the prisoners, now drenched, became even more aggressive and frenzied.

The situation in the dining hall quickly deteriorated, overwhelming the defensive line formed by the mechanical guards.

Amidst the chaos, a few figures took advantage of the situation, slipping out of the dining hall with the tacit approval or even assistance of the guards.

The Crown Prince, Lu Yu, Lien, Niu Xi, Bat, and the Coder made their way into the kitchen and exited through the staff passage.

As they emerged, they saw Zheng Yanhui waiting for them. Upon seeing the group, she immediately said, "The warden is currently focused on resisting the attack outside."

"The suppression of the dining hall riot has failed, and the system will soon automatically lock down the entire area. We have only one minute to leave the lockdown zone."

Lien said, "Even if we run at full speed, we can't make it out in a minute, can we?"

Zheng Yanhui replied, "That's why we need to take a shortcut."

She tossed something over, and Lien saw that it was the mech he had smuggled in, which had been confiscated before he could even warm it up.

Zheng Yanhui's expression was somewhat peculiar. "I stole it from the warden's office when she wasn't paying attention."

Lien felt a stir in his heart. "Stole it?"

Zheng Yanhui's face twitched: "Yes, she's quite careless with these things, tossing them everywhere. When I went to deliver some documents, I saw them casually thrown on her desk, so I just took them."

Lien wanted to say something, but then heard the woman suddenly add, "Anyway, the warden won't really punish me, so even if I get caught, it doesn't matter."

Damn, this statement strangely made sense; this woman really never got any real punishment.

No ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌ ‌‌ ‌ ‌‍time to dwell on these matters, Lien quickly activated the mech and blasted at the sealed elevator doors.

Before the anti-mech system could activate, the elevator doors made of special alloy designed for isolation were pierced, revealing the unfathomable elevator shaft.

The entire airborne prison towered hundreds of meters high, and although the prison cafeteria's floor wasn't high, it was still over a hundred meters from the lowest level dock.

By this time, the anti-mech system was already activated, rendering the mech useless.

But its mission was already accomplished, as Lien took the lead and jumped directly into the elevator shaft.

The floating magnetic elevator had no cable tracks, and the shaft walls were as smooth as mirrors, offering no foothold.

Yet Lien was undaunted, jumping straight down.

The others followed closely behind, except Zheng Yanhui, who dared not jump; she didn't possess the monstrous physical qualities and reflexes of this group.

She could only instruct Lu Yu: "Don't expect outsiders to break in; the airborne prison's armed forces are quite strong and have the advantage of jumping at any time."

"Right now, they're just accumulating energy; you need to find a way to get out by yourselves, even if it means taking some risks."

Lu Yu sighed helplessly: "Alright, thanks for your trouble."

Clearly, this was a staged performance, yet they had to act so earnestly.

Honestly, Lu Yu felt conflicted; he longed for freedom, but receiving charity after being outmatched was something he'd never experienced before.

At this moment, Lien was already nearing the bottom. As he approached the elevator shaft floor, he used his mental power to suspend his body for a brief moment.

Even though most of his 3S-level mental power was sealed, the accumulated strength made this step not too difficult.

Then the falling height was recalculated, and falling from about ten meters was a breeze for Lien.

The prince and Lu Yu managed similarly. Niu Xi's mental power wasn't as strong, but his physical strength was unparalleled. He punched out, creating a dent in the shaft wall near the ground, providing some resistance.

Then his fingernails extended, leaving scratches on the alloy, ultimately landing unscathed.

Bat and the coder had it easier; Bat could fly and carried the coder swiftly down.

Just after leaving the elevator, they heard the massive circuit breaker fall, sealing the area.

"Where to next?" Niu Xi asked.

The prince looked towards the nearby dock: "Find the offensive drones."

"Leave with the drones."

The coder frowned, "That type of drone is used for indiscriminate retaliation. It doesn't even have a cockpit, let alone space to accommodate a person."

The Crown Prince said, "Hanging onto it or sticking to it, as long as we get out, that's all that matters."

The coder continued to shake his head, "We have no protective gear. Appearing in space, we'd last less than a minute."

"Even if you have 3S-level mental strength, and even if Niu Xi's physical strength is enhanced to the extreme, you could only last a few minutes at most."

Lu Yu smiled, "A few minutes is already enough. As long as we're not dead, we've succeeded."

Looking at the coder and Bat, "As for you, you can hide inside Lien's mech. Once the mech leaves the prison, it will detach from the anti-mech system and can be restarted."

"As for us, following the weapon out of prison is our only chance. If we don't follow the drone, then we can only follow the protective bomb."

That wouldn't be a matter of lasting a few minutes; it would be a matter of being directly hit by the target and blown up.

If their mental strength wasn't restricted, they might survive the explosion, but now that's out of the question.

The group didn't waste time and quickly arrived at the dock, with the Crown Prince and Lien frowning as they walked.

Logically, the protection of the airborne prison, even with external attacks, internal rebellions, or staff collusion, shouldn't allow them to get here so easily.

The warden might be busy dealing with the external assault, not noticing these few who slipped through the net, but none of the sensors along the way reacted.

This was quite bizarre.

Lien spoke up, "Something's off. The dock should be the area with the highest level of sensitivity, yet we walked through the passage without hearing a single warning."

He glanced at the exchanged uniform with the prison guards, "I don't think just a uniform can achieve this."

The Crown Prince replied, "This isn't an ordinary prison guard uniform; it's a high-level guard uniform with wartime mobilization capabilities."

"They coordinate combat when the prison is under attack, so the epaulettes have the highest level of scanning authority and can even access the armory."

After all, these people are the ones who operate mechs in combat when necessary.

Lien asked, "And that guy doesn't care if such personnel defect to your side?"

The Crown Prince sneered, "Of course, so anyone who doesn't obey me has been controlled."

Despite saying this, the Crown Prince was also doubtful inside.

It was too smooth, unbelievably smooth, as if the obstacles they previously encountered didn't exist.

The planning this time wasn't even particularly meticulous, and after repeated failures, everyone was somewhat numb.

They were doing things with a mindset of having to do something.

They were prepared to be caught again, even guessing how they'd be punished next time.

Perhaps escaping here left them a bit at a loss.

Lien couldn't help but say, "We've entered the dock. Won't that guy be waiting inside?"

"Maybe she came up with an even more outrageous trick to mess with me, and without an excuse, she let us escape a bit further to pin a major crime on us?"

The group looked at this pirate, wondering if he had been driven mad by the constant games.

Now was not the time for hesitation; whatever lay ahead, they had to give it a try.

So, without further delay, they entered the dock and found that some drones were already in standby mode.

There was no room for second thoughts now.

They sprinted towards the drones and leaped onto them, sliding out of the dock.

Suddenly free from the prison and exposed to the vastness of space, their bodies barely had time to adjust to the harsh environment before they saw countless warships surrounding the space prison.

Both sides were engaged in fierce combat, with high-tech interstellar weapons exchanging fire, creating a storm of bullets and beams all around.

However, the space prison's shields were formidable and had not yet been breached. The initial strike, which aimed to consume a large amount of energy to prevent the prison from jumping, couldn't be sustained indefinitely.

After all, they were here to rescue someone, and the safety of the Crown Prince was paramount.

At this moment, the esteemed Crown Prince clung to the wing of a drone, his gaze sweeping over the scene.

He quickly identified the factions present. Besides his own forces, there was Lu Yu's private fleet and the fleet of the White Stone Pirate Group.

Naturally, this was not surprising. Although they were in a cooperative relationship, once out of prison, neither Lu Yu nor the pirates would trust the Crown Prince to let them escape.

Thus, each had their own backup forces, which was only to be expected.

For now, everyone's target was the prison.

The Crown Prince swiftly located his own faction, deftly dodging the artillery shells whizzing past.

His body was already covered in frost, but he paid no heed, forcefully redirecting the drone's trajectory.

He maneuvered as close as possible to the nearest warship, then punched the drone, causing it to explode. The warship immediately recognized his figure revealed by the blast.

"It's the Crown Prince, it's the Crown Prince!"

"Relay the order: no concentrated fire at eleven o'clock; the Crown Prince is there."

A tractor beam swiftly shot out from the warship, enveloping the Crown Prince and pulling him inside.

The frost on him dissipated, and his vital signs returned to normal. People rushed over to him: "Your Highness, we apologize for the delayed rescue."

Someone quickly used a device to remove the mental suppressor from the Crown Prince's neck.

In an instant, the Crown Prince's mental force spread out, a suffocating pressure engulfing the entire warship.

Everyone was on edge.

With a grim expression, he commanded, "Head to three o'clock."

His order was promptly relayed to the control room, and the warship swiftly moved to the designated location.

By this time, the Crown Prince had already reached the control bay, standing with arms crossed in front of a massive display screen.

Besides various operational indicators, the screen was like a giant high-definition floor-to-ceiling window, offering a view of everything outside.

What the Crown Prince faced now was the direction of the warden's office.

He let out a cold chuckle and ordered, "Penetrate the wall opposite."

The outer wall of the warden's office was made of the same material as the display screen, but it was currently in privacy mode, not transparent, preventing any visual exchange with those inside.

However, the imperial warship's capabilities were sufficient to penetrate this facade, at least allowing them to see the movements of the people inside.

At this moment, the Crown Prince felt a trace of satisfaction in his heart. He wanted to personally witness this person squirm in unease for his defiance today, and to see him fret and flounder in the coming moments, yet utterly powerless to stop him.

He wanted to see this man scrambling to prevent his departure, only to fail miserably.

However, in the very next second, the Crown Prince's expression froze.

It wasn't just him—those standing behind him aboard Shen Ying's battleship, as well as the operators seated at the control stations—upon seeing the scene beyond the glass, none of them knew how to react.

Because what they saw, amidst this situation where countless battleships surrounded them and several critical prisoners had already escaped, was something entirely unexpected.

That warden, Shen Ying, showed neither anxiety nor frustration. She displayed no anger or resentment.

She didn’t personally intervene in the matter; instead, she merely allowed the system's automated defenses to handle the skirmish.

And how did they know this?

Simple—because Shen Ying was casually lounging with her feet up, playing a video game. The game screen was so large that they could even see her score for the current round.

Everyone cautiously turned their gaze toward the Crown Prince.

Sure enough, the Crown Prince’s face had turned utterly unreadable.