Chapter 3 The fierce instructor

"From now on, those who report the registration number, get out of the dormitory immediately."

"01, bedroom 1."

"02, bedroom 2."

……

"44, bedroom 44."

……

The assigned people, driven by the security personnel, ran back to the huge rest area made of steel from the detention square one by one like rats crossing the street.

"Damn it, the atmosphere in this place of detention is too scary."

"So real, I thought I was watching a prison movie."

"Prison is too scary. You must never commit a crime in the future."

……

The barrage was infected by the atmosphere of the official start, and everyone was shocked by the living environment of the place of detention.

On the contrary, the escapees who were trained and drunk did not fluctuate much. They were all 'professionals' related to detention, and more or less, they all knew what life in the place of detention was like.

On the other side, Wang Zi followed the person in front and walked quickly to the steel rest area. He said it was a rest area, but it was more appropriate to describe it as a big iron cage.

The huge square structure is welded together with countless black iron rods, and the dim sunlight penetrates through the gaps, making the already cold building even more gloomy.

"Tat-tat--"

Wang Zi, wearing slippers, walked into the interior of the steel building. It has five floors in total, and each floor has many small dormitories like lattice rooms, with numbers marked on them.

Bedroom 44 where Wang Zi lives is at the entrance on the third floor.

After passing through the narrow corridor, Wang Zi quickly walked up the stairs and ran towards his dormitory.

"pat-"

When Wang Zi entered the dormitory, he remotely controlled the door and closed it instantly.

Since the dormitory and toilet are blind spots for surveillance and live streaming, Wang Zi finally let go of his hanging heart.

He began to carefully look at the things in the bedroom, an ordinary steel bed covered with a simple white quilt cover, and there was nothing else.

Wang Zi suddenly remembered the Three Treasures of Detention presented by the system, and immediately turned over to the back of the pillow. Sure enough, a pack of exquisite cigarettes, a bowl of braised beef noodles, and a dreamy book lay quietly on the back.

"Beep beep-"

When the ear-piercing sound of the flute sounded, Wang Zi was startled, and hurriedly hid all three things.

"Get out of here, all of them."

The voice of the dark middle-aged man sounded again, echoing in the steel building.

The escapees who had just entered the dormitory came out in a file after the remote control door opened.

"Listen well, I am the trainer in charge of managing you, my name is Zhou Yuan."

"From now on, all your actions must conform to the detainees, or in other words, you are the detainees."

"Wake up at five in the morning, have breakfast at six, do morning exercises at seven, and choose to work or go back to the dormitory at nine."

"Eat at one o'clock in the afternoon, work or go back to the dormitory at two o'clock."

"Dinner at seven and lights out at eight."

"Originally, work can allow detainees to be released early, but for you, only a certain amount of cash compensation will be given in return."

"Did you understand everything I said?"

Zhou Yuan stood at the top of the fifth floor, looked at the people standing in front of the dormitories, and asked loudly.

"Understood!!!"

The escapees replied.

"Also, if you have an emergency, you can call outside the dormitory at any time."

"Of course, if it's other insignificant things, if you shout loudly, you will be severely punished."

Zhou Yuan said with a ferocious smile.

"Nimma, this trainer is so scary, he really brings wicked people."

"Yeah, yeah, seeing him like this, I can't sleep at night."

"Have you forgotten that the ones who can really stay here are vicious and ruthless people. If the trainer has no means, how can he subdue them?"

"That's right, I have vaguely heard the name of this trainer in the news. He is known as the 'prison guardian'. He once stopped a prison riot by himself and made more than 20 notorious 'killers' commit', unable to escape to harm people."

"Hearing what you said, the trainer instantly became a lot cuter."

"That's right, capture a milk fierce trainer alive."

……

The barrage chattered again.

Since "Leaving Skull Island" is a large-scale 24-hour online reality show, the number of people watching it is not fixed.

But the minimum is also maintained at tens of millions of people.

This reality show is like Truman's World, there are no lines, no script, it's all improvised, and it's impossible to predict when it will end.

Live broadcast room No. 44 is a live broadcast room dedicated to Wang Zi. At this moment, dozens of people are watching.

They were the ones who had become fans of Wang Zi before.

"Brother innocent, you are a poor man."

"Mom loves you."

"Brother Innocent, when are you going to give up?"

"Number 44 is really an auspicious number."

……

In the live broadcast room, some people were speaking here and there.

Immediately afterwards, the screen went black, and everyone knew that Wang Zi had returned to the dormitory.

It is now three o'clock in the afternoon, which is supposed to be time for work or in the dormitory, but since this is the first day, work has not been scheduled for the time being.

The one hundred escapees could only stay in their dormitory and move around.

Of course Wang Zi started to exercise.

The passive skill [Prisoner Fitness] is activated.

Following the instructions in his mind, Wang Zi began to exercise his body, doing sit-ups, push-ups, planks...

"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have completed three hours of fitness equivalent, speed +1, strength +1, endurance +1."

I don't know if it's because of his skills. Although Wang Zi has been exercising for three hours, he doesn't feel very tired. Instead, he feels full of energy.

"Beep beep-"

"It's time to eat, queue up to enter the restaurant, remember that you only have one hour."

……

"Boom-"

The remote control door opened, and Wang Zi followed the troops downstairs to the restaurant.

After entering the restaurant, there were fewer security guards, only two or three patrolling and chatting.

Escapers can also chat privately and form tables, which seems a little casual.

Wang Zi passed through the dining table and came to the cooking place. An old man with gray hair stared at him viciously, and then poured a spoonful of watery food with a strong fishy smell into his bowl.

"Next." The old man said blankly.

Wang Zi stared at the bowl of food that made him want to vomit, let alone eating it, just smelling it made him want to vomit.

He walked to a dining table in disgrace and looked around without speaking.

There were already people talking to each other besides him, whispering, apparently discussing something.

There are also some people like him, sitting alone at the dining table, without saying a word, as if they are thinking about something.

But what Wang Zi admired the most was the slender man in front of him. This man had an expressionless face and drank the food that Wang Zi couldn't swallow.

It seems that he is still enjoying it.

At this moment, somewhere where the meal was being prepared, there was a sound of bowls being thrown.

"How can people eat such an unpalatable thing? We are here to escape, not to suffer."

……

(End of this chapter)

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