Chapter 189 Am I too worried? Unlocked.
The prison situation is unfolding at a speed that seems slow but is actually violent.
It can’t be said that there is an undercurrent, but that it is tense on the surface. This accumulated contradiction is like a powder keg, all placed on Feng Mu’s dining table, just waiting for him to light the match, one by one. Detonated.
But not today. It would be unlucky to kill your boss on the first day of imprisonment. If the warden is frightened, it will not be beautiful. He has to give the warden face.
The main reason is that killing the boss now is tantamount to making room for others. He has no merit and no reason to squat.
Feng Mu is not the kind of idiot villain who does crazy things and then makes wedding clothes for others.
He needs to lie dormant, waiting for the right opportunity.
Feng Mu estimated in his mind that this dormant period would not be too long, because he could keenly feel that several of his immediate superiors were holding back their bad intentions, and they seemed to be more impatient than him. Force him to "take the position".
"Half a month? Ten days? Seven days?"
When the report was first made in the morning, when Cong Zhou was quarreling with his elder brother and dismissed from his position as senior brother, Feng Mu predicted in his heart that the enemy would It took about fifteen days for Fang Chong to initiate gank.
When he was assigned to Chang Wei's subordinate, Feng Mu felt that the time needed to be shortened by half when he saw the other person's expression of mourning for the death of his nephew.
At night, with Tian Tao's arrogant face and disgusting but practical fatigue offensive, Feng Mu felt that this time could be shortened by half.
At this moment, when he looked at Wang Cong's bloodshot eyes, looking like he was about to be driven to death, Feng Mu couldn't help being shocked.
“The enemy is so patient that he won’t be able to bear it for even 7 days, right?”
Feng Mu felt mixed joy and sorrow in his heart. He was happy that the superior would come soon. Next time Wave inheritance rewards may already be on the way.
Worryingly, he still hasn't found an opening to check the reward in the bronze treasure chest. He won't be rear-ended, right?
The other thing is...
"There is not much time left for me to create an image of a warm and good prison guard here." Feng Mu sighed deeply in his heart.
Feng Mu is not the brainless villains like Tian Tao, Chang Wei, and Zhou Fu who paint the bad guys' faces directly on their faces. He knows how to create a good guy card for himself.
Especially when entering a new environment without any foundation or background, creating a good first impression is his most precious business card. In this closed "system", such an image can often bring him unexpected help at critical moments.
Creating a perfect "good guy card" and creating a first impression that is deeply rooted in people's hearts will most likely play a role in fueling his career.
For example, when your boss dies unexpectedly? ! !
The mystery behind this can only be said that friends who have died of their bosses can understand how deep the secret is. Those who have not died will not understand it.
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The clock pointed to eight o’clock, and the sound of the electric bell in the prison broke the silence.
The prison guards, who had finished changing their clothes and were ready to go to work, were clearly excited to get up. They knocked on the cell door roughly with electric batons one by one, and urged the prisoners to wash up quickly in a stiff tone. After breakfast, they lined up and went to the workshop to work on the sewing machines.
In this air filled with irritability and hostility, only Feng Mu's movements seemed particularly gentle.
He patted the door lightly, as if injecting a breath of fresh air into the depressing atmosphere.
“Let’s go, let’s wash our faces too.” Wang Cong said to Feng Mu while yawning.
Feng Mu nodded in agreement, and when he walked towards the bathroom door, Wang Cong stopped him again: "You go ahead, I'll have a cigarette here. By the way, don't get the electric baton wet, take it off, I’ll hold it for you.”
Feng Mu smiled and handed the electric baton to Wang Cong, then walked into the bathroom and washed his face with cold water.
After thinking for a moment, he pushed open a partition and squatted for a while.
When he came out, Wang Cong happened to have finished smoking two cigarettes. He threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stamped them out. Then he returned Feng Mu's electric baton to him and took off his own electric baton at the same time. Passed them over together.
Wang Cong walked into the bathroom and rubbed his cheeks with cold water in front of the mirror. However, through the reflection of the mirror, he caught Feng Mu standing at the door with his peripheral vision. The latter still had a smile on his face. With a gentle smile. Feng Mu was retying an electric baton around his waist and gently holding another electric baton with his other hand.
Wang Cong walked out of the bathroom quickly, wiped his hands on his clothes casually, then took his electric baton and showed a slightly forced smile to Feng Mu: "Let's go, let's go eat first."
Feng Mu shook his head gently: "Go ahead, I'm a bit picky about food. Brother Bashan will bring me food later."
"Oh." Wang Cong walked away without thinking too much. Left quickly.
Feng Mu watched his back with a gentle smile on his face.
He lowered his head, and the dark blood lines in his pupils were entangled, switching to the form of [Blood Stripe Eye].
[A mediocre electric baton (10/10)]
At the same time, four overlapping health bars appeared on top of Feng Mu’s head.
Feng Mu gently weighed the electric baton in his hand, carefully pushed the voltage switch, played with it for a while and then turned it off again.
"No problem, am I too suspicious?"
Feng Mu squinted his eyes, didn't think much more, and walked quickly to the door of Ward A. He should Went to pick up his meal.
At the door, Li Bashan stood upright. No matter how much the prison guards in Area A tried to persuade them, he was unwilling to hand over the thermos bucket to them. He insisted on handing the food to his junior brother with his own hands.
It's not that Li Bashan doubted that the prison guards in Area A would poison the food, he just simply felt that if food was handed over to one person, not a single grain would be left.
Tian Tao had a cold look on his face, with sarcasm and undisguised contempt in his tone: "Why, the food in the prison is not to your taste? Do you need special treatment when eating?"
Feng Mu smiled slightly and explained in a calm tone. Said: "I'm sorry, I used to have a serious loss of Qi and blood. This is a medicinal diet specially prepared for me by my master. It contains some medicinal materials to nourish the body."
Feng Mu did not lie, he was indeed deficient in Qi and blood. Passed, and even lost twice.
Feng Mu took the thermos bucket and explained it to the prison guards around him very kindly. Then he turned to look at Tian Tao with a firm and serious look:
"Captain, I want to remind you that in the "Prison Guard Regulations Manual" There seems to be no rule that we must eat in the cafeteria."
Tian Tao snorted. From the first day he was imprisoned, he had never read the "Prison Guard Regulations Manual."
In his opinion, any normal prison guard would read something like that, maybe he is mentally ill.
Tian Tao turned around and left. He didn't want to be angry with a dead man. The most important thing was that Li Bashan was too tall and he always felt uncomfortable standing next to him.
"It's strange. Two years ago, I went to the prison files to check Li Bashan's employment information. The files clearly stated that his martial arts level was just the fourth level, although this level is no longer I lost to the District Chief, but why do I always feel that standing in front of Li Bashan is more scary than standing in front of the District Chief?”
“Is it because he is too tall? "It's big, so it visually increases the sense of oppression?"
Tian Tao looked down at his increasingly short and sturdy body, and muttered angrily in his heart: "Fuck you, these tall guys are just like that?" Is it easy to deceive others?”
Feng Mu returned to the duty dormitory carrying two thermos buckets, while Wang Cong had not returned from eating in the canteen.
Feng Mu put a thermos bucket into the closet, unscrewed the lid of the other thermos bucket, and quickly started to show off his rice. At the same time, taking advantage of the opportunity to show off his rice, his eyes gradually lost focus, as if there was something in the void. Something invisible captured his mind.
[[Your inheritance rate exceeds 10%, and you unlocked the bronze treasure chest! ]
[You have obtained the following rewards:
1, you have obtained special skill points*1.
2, you have obtained gene injection level D*1
3. You unlock the equipment grid and you get a C-level lottery ticket.
……..]
Feng Mu’s eyes only glanced briefly at the rewards in the first three lines, and then quickly locked on the last line, with a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes:
[4, You obtained 27% of the equity of Qingteng Technology Co., Ltd., and also took full ownership of one of its experimental laboratories. The laboratory has brought together a group of fateful researchers, and they are conducting a secret experiment that has achieved epoch-making results. Now it's all waiting for your personal reception! ]
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(End of this chapter)