Chapter 581 The Aftermath of the Rebellion 2
The prison in Arda is different from other places. With the increase in financial revenue in recent years, the lord, Count Paul Greyman, instructed the Ministry of Public Security to conduct an inspection of the prison. Series transformation.
The prisons of other lords are often dark, damp, and do not see sunlight all year round. When you walk inside, a rotten, turbid, and disgusting smell will rush into you. Nostrils, and then irritate your brain as if you were hit by a sap. These terrible smells often come from the decay of utensils, prisoner's feces or rotting wounds, or even corpses that were not processed in time. That is, you can tolerate the smell itself. , you will always feel like there is not enough air to breathe due to poor ventilation. Not only that, the prison is often filled with rats, cockroaches and lice. These unflattering creatures make their home and breed here. You will see A mouse jumps out in front of you from time to time, and if you don't leave in time, you may unknowingly contribute to the expansion of cockroaches and lice's living space - often your own residence.
After the transformation under Paul's personal supervision, the prison in Arda has become a paradise in the eyes of those mortals serving time in traditional prisons - if they are lucky enough to see it. Each room will have a small iron window for ventilation, and also to ensure that natural light can come in for a certain period of time during the day. The ground in the prison is paved with bricks and stones, and the walls of the prison ——Both the corridors and the prisoners' rooms were painted with a layer of chalk powder. Even if the windows were shaded, the reflection of light would not make it too dark during the day.
The prison has almost strict requirements for sanitary conditions. There are fixed toilets inside. Prisoners in each room are required to keep their rooms clean. General cleaning is also organized every month. After each prisoner comes in, Each prisoner will be given three uniforms of the same style and are required to change clothes at least once a week and take a shower twice. Rats, cockroaches, and lice are all treated as formidable enemies, and half of them will be surrounded and suppressed if they find any clues.
The prisoners get up at 6:30 every morning for roll call and are run in the courtyard. They have dinner at 7:30, start working at 8:30, have lunch at 12:00, continue working at 1:00 p.m., have dinner at 6:00 p.m., and then do For manual work, you can rest after finishing work at 9 o'clock and apply for a bath. You must go to bed at 10:30.
To outsiders, Arda Prison seems to be almost a low-end version of Arda Military Camp. In fact, after being detained for several years, many prisoners' bodies and temperaments have become better than before due to year-round physical exercise and regular work and rest.
Tennyson Fadeev is holding a hammer and hammering nails into an already formed high stool. Today his task is to assemble fifty such stools.
"Hey! Student boy! Do you want my help?" Someone around asked him jokingly. Physical bullying of inmates is strictly prohibited in Alda's prisons, and those who violate it will be severely punished, but this cannot stop some people from using their words.
Tennyson ignored it. He raised his head, touched the sweat on his forehead, and planned to take a rest, when he heard someone calling his name.
"Tennyson!"
The prison guard whom he had only met a few times - seemed to be the warden here - was approaching him accompanied by the guards.
The inmates consciously distanced themselves from Tennyson. If this guy was unlucky, they should not implicate themselves.
"Tennyson Fadeev?" The warden stood in front of him, looking at his face.
"Yes, sir, I am Tennyson." He was a little scared. He was already unlucky enough. Is there any greater misfortune waiting for him?
Bad memories reappeared in Tennyson's mind. That day, he had just completed the acid preparation required by his teacher in the laboratory. A group of vicious police officers rushed in and handcuffed him, saying that he had participated in the rebellion. Inexplicably, Tennyson was brought to this ghost place. People from the Department of Public Security and the Department of Intelligence interrogated him repeatedly. Only then did he learn that his family participated in the rebellion against the lord, and that members of his family were detained in the past. A labor camp for mercenary prisoners. Tennyson, who knew nothing, naturally found nothing useful during the interrogation, but he was innocent and was not let go. Instead, he was ordered to work here every day. His hands, which were often burned by experimental chemicals, were scratched. Cocoon.
The warden patted him on the shoulder and said expressionlessly: "Congratulations, Mr. Tennyson Fadeev, are you about to be free?"
" I...can I go out?" Tennyson was a little overwhelmed by the sudden good news.
"Yes, your teacher is here to pick you up, come with me." "My teacher? Is it Master Wells?"
"Yes, come with me quickly!" the warden said and turned to leave.
Hearing that Tennyson was about to be released, the prisoners around him all cast envious and even jealous eyes on this guy they nicknamed "Student Boy". What a lucky guy, how could he be so considerate? A teacher with great energy and students.
The excited Tennyson followed the warden's pace and saw his teacher Wells, whom he had not seen for more than ten days, in the reception room of the prison.
"Tennyson, you've suffered!" Wells said hello first as soon as they met.
"Teacher Wells, why are you here?"
Tennyson soon learned the whole story from the teacher's mouth, which included the conditions for his release.
"But...but what about my family?"
Hearing the news that he was discussing prison time, Tennyson was very excited at first, but he had not yet had time to express his gratitude to the teacher , he thought of his relatives of the same race.
Wells sighed and touched the student's shoulder, "The Lord has already said that if we can find a way to make steel on a large scale within half a year, everyone in your family who did not directly participate in the rebellion will Get pardoned."
"Half a year? But...but...we are almost facing a new field!" Tennyson's tone revealed serious doubts.
Wells encouraged him: "Oh, Tennyson, you have to have confidence in yourself, you have to have confidence in your colleagues, and I will also be involved. Now let us go back to the laboratory and start research immediately. Don’t waste a second.”
Wells was a little excited now. In fact, on the way to the prison, he had already received the promise from the lord and temporarily put aside his worries about the students, and then slowly I thought about the task assigned by the lord, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt that there was a lot of potential in it. Although it was not about finding a way to turn other substances into gold, turning ordinary iron into more powerful steel was enough to leave a mark in history. A sum of money.
(End of this chapter)