Chapter 182 Bronze Treasure Chest, the most important job every day is
Crack-a crisp sound echoed in Feng Mu’s ears, as if the ancient bronze treasure chest was violently pried open, revealing the long-dusted secret.
[Congratulations on receiving the following generous rewards:
1. Special skill point*1, which will add to your abilities.
2. A D-level gene injection contains the power of evolution, waiting for your activation.
3. The equipment grid is unlocked and comes with a C-level lottery ticket.
4. You have gained……..]
Bangdang——
The door of the changing room was suddenly pushed open violently, and Tian Tao’s burly figure followed. It comes into view.
His brows were furrowed, his face was a bit impatient, and his voice was slightly rude: "It's really slow. You're so slow to change clothes. You shouldn't come to No. 2 Prison. You should apply for transfer." Go to Prison No. 6”
There are nine large prisons in District 9, of which Prison No. 6 is a women's prison.
The process of receiving the reward was interrupted. Feng Mu turned his head slightly and his eyes fell on Tian Tao, the captain of Division A of No. 1 Ward.
A faint apology appeared on his face, and his voice was gentle and humble: "Sorry, captain, I accidentally delayed some time while adjusting my belt."
Partition A is arranged according to the corridor level. It is divided into three floors, and each floor is patrolled and governed by a group of prison guards. At the same time, each floor is equipped with a captain.
Feng Mu was assigned to the second floor, and standing in front of him at this moment was Tian Tao, the captain directly under him and a confidant of Division Chief Chang Wei.
Tian Tao snorted contemptuously, and with his short but strong body, like a restless calf, he turned around and knocked the door open again.
At the same time, he said in an extremely impatient tone: "Come with me, I will take you through the work process. It is best for you to engrav all this in your mind at once."
"Why do you feel that all the leaders in my prison are so angry? You should all turn around..." Go to Prison No. 6 to vent your anger."
Feng Mu followed closely and closed the door gently, but thought kindly in his heart,
"That's it, I'm here. It’s the same, I’ll just be a little bit more involved in the future and just help you vent all your anger.”
Feng Mu is a helpful person. When he looked at Tian Tao's back, he didn't feel angry at all. Instead, his eyes were full of "love", as if he was looking at a solid and moving upgrade experience package.
"Yes, I just put on the most common prison guard uniform, and my inheritance level has changed accordingly. And on top of me, there are captain, division chief, ward chief, warden... so on. In the end, wouldn’t my inheritance level be like this? High, rising?!"
Feng Mu's eyes seemed to be filled with hot lava. He looked at the cold prison and the faces of the prisoners or colleagues passing by. My whole body felt warmer than ever before.
Feng Mu suddenly realized: "My previous views were too superficial. It turns out that it is not only the prisoners who can be the nourishment for my growth, but also every colleague and leader of mine in the prison. They also contain It’s rich in nutritional value.”
At this moment, Feng Mu felt that his ideological awareness had been greatly improved, and he finally understood the most effective way to improve [inheritance]-get promoted!
"It's easier to do things when you put on official clothes. The bigger the official clothes are, the easier it is to do things. I didn't expect that even the system is not exempt from vulgarity. This is the unbreakable truth in the world." Feng Mu realized.
After Feng Mu realized this, the core program of [Inheritance] upgrade emerged in his mind:
“Kill more people, official uniforms must be bigger, grasp with both hands, and be tough with both hands. Both are indispensable.”
< br>Tian Tao felt an inexplicable chill down his spine. He turned his head and glared at Feng Mu: "What are you looking at?"
Feng Mu answered honestly: "The captain's uniform looks better than mine. ”
"That's right, prison uniforms are all made according to specifications, and the fabric I'm wearing is much more expensive than yours." Tian Tao's face turned a little brighter, and he said angrily: "Stop flattering me, it's useless, you know."
Throughout the morning, Feng Mu followed Tian Tao's footsteps and studied the daily work procedures of the prison area in detail.
Although Tian Tao's attitude seemed extremely bad, Feng Mu remained unusually humble and polite.
He always holds a small notebook in his hand and meticulously records all the workflow dictated by Tian Tao in a timely manner.
This scene, like a silent drama, caught the eyes of many prisoners and prison guards. Various expressions appeared on their faces, including surprise, curiosity, and disdain.
On the third floor of the corridor, Chang Wei stood in front of the railing, looking down at the scene on the second floor opposite with cold eyes. Feng Mu's performance reminded him of Ma Xuan's performance when he first entered prison.
At that time, Ma Xuan was just like Feng Mu now, holding a notebook and following him closely behind him every day, loyal and diligent.
Time flies, and now Ma Xuan is no longer his follower, but is now on an equal footing with him. Even in the eyes of the prison chief Zhou Yu, Ma Xuan has received more praise and recognition than him. Appreciate.
Chang Wei curled his lips contemptuously, revealing undisguised sarcasm in his tone:
"It's just a show. It's a pity that we have sentenced you to death a long time ago. You won't be able to perform this show for a few days, and you are destined to have no one to support you."
However, Chang Wei obviously didn't realize it and was just pretending. It is a rare skill in itself, and not everyone can master it.
And who said that no one watched this play? Feng Mu's performance was not meant for him or Zhou Fu and only a few people.
“What are you writing?”
Tian Tao suddenly turned his head, snatched the notebook from Feng Mu’s hand, flipped through two pages casually, and sneered twice as he filled the paper with writings. The pages were torn out, crumpled into crumbs and thrown to the floor.
"Write it down in a notebook to fool the devil. You have to remember every word I say in your mind." Tian Tao said unceremoniously.
After that, Tian Tao threw the torn notebook back to Feng Mu and shouted coldly: "This is a prison, not a school. A bad pen is useless. If you want to manage the prisoners well, it is not a pen. It’s an electric baton.”
Tian Tao pulled out the electric baton from his waist and hit it hard on the iron bars of cell 211. There was a muffled sound and a sizzling arc of electricity.
The prisoners in the cell were shocked by this sudden movement and all stood up. Their bodies tensed up and their eyes showed fear and uneasiness.
Tian Tao opened the cell door expressionlessly. He glanced at the number sewn on the prisoner's chest and his voice was extremely cold:
"0217, it has been three days since you were transferred to prison, and no one has deposited money for you outside. Do you plan to eat for free in prison?"
0217 Prisoner's face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "I My family is gone, my friends can’t get through on the phone, and all the money in my bank card has been withdrawn.”
Tian Tao sneered: “There is too little money in your card, it’s just enough. Your accommodation fee this month is not enough for your food."
0217 The prisoner seemed to want to argue, but Tian Tao had lost his patience, and his voice became sinister and cold, interrupting the prisoner:
“Since there are no relatives outside, that is to say, in this world, no one cares whether you are alive or dead, right?”
Before he finished speaking, the electric baton suddenly swung down, making a series of dull sounds, like the dull sound of a drum.
Bang! Bang! Bang! There were three short but powerful impacts, followed by a heart-stopping crisp sound. 0217's forehead was sunken, and a shocking blood pit opened.
His body fell backwards and fell heavily to the ground, his face was blackened by the electric shock.
Tian Tao squatted down and wiped off the blood on the electric baton with 0217's prison uniform, then slowly stood up and said to Feng Mu, who seemed to be stunned and motionless:
"Remember, this is your most important job every day in prison - collecting money!"
Tian Tao patted Feng Mu on the shoulder with his blood-stained hand, and said quietly:
"Unlike other prisons in District 9, our No. 2 Prison does not receive subsidies from the ruling government. It is self-operated, so , they are our food and clothing parents. Whether we can eat or not depends on whether you serve your food and clothing parents well."
Feng Mu's eyes flashed fiercely.
Tian Tao sneered: "210, 211, 212, 213, 214, these five rooms will be under your control from now on. The money will be turned in and counted every Monday, and it will be recorded in the team's performance. If the standard is not met, wages will be deducted. So, don’t let your brothers be hungry because of you, understand?”
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(End of this chapter)