After the Full Level of the Profession

The assassins didn't need to act rashly, they just dug the canal silently, but they didn't work very hard, that is, just pretending to be.

The ten prison guards who were in charge of them saw that they were slowing down, but they did not come up to beat them.

Because Robb has said that using whips and sticks to force reformers to work is the most stupid and inefficient method. Apart from exhausting the supervisors themselves, it may not have any good effect. As long as the prisoners of reform-through-labour have a little chance, they should be lazy or lazy, and should they be sabotaged or sabotaged.

What really allows prisoners of war to work hard is the various benefits and commutation measures, and these things do not need to be rushed to tell prisoners of war who have just gone to jail, just wait for them to learn about them.

While pretending to be working, the thirteen assassins looked at their surroundings secretly. They saw that there were prisoners of war working everywhere. While carrying a large basket of fruits...

Many prisoners of war were left unattended, and there were no prison guards around them.

The leader of the assassin saw Madara from a distance. The vanguard general was obviously an important person. No one was watching. He was carrying a basket of apples. He was carrying a basket of apples. When no one noticed beside him, he took it from the basket. I took an apple out, stuffed it in my mouth, and ate it clean in a few bites. I also carefully bit out the apple core, took out the apple seeds from it, and hid it in my pocket. The apple core was also thrown into his mouth, chewed up and swallowed, and then he continued to walk forward carrying the basket.

The assassin leader couldn’t help laughing and crying, thinking: The prison guards here are really big, and apples are an extremely expensive fruit. In our desert kingdom, it’s not surprising that the nobles wage war for the apple trees in the Green State. Actually filled a basket to give prisoners of war, and no one was sent to take care of it. That would be good, it was stolen by Madara.

He couldn't help cursing inwardly: Luo Tuoluo is really unspeakable, the nobleman of the dignified desert kingdom, with countless gold in his family, actually went to other countries to steal the fruit, can it be even more unspeakable? It's fine if we haven't been discovered. Once we're discovered, we won't lose the face of our desert kingdom.

Of course, cursing and cursing, he got a very pleasant piece of information, that is, there is no guard around Madara. As long as he can get rid of the prison guards around him who are looking at him, he can connect with him.

The evening arrived very quickly, and the thirteen assassins were working while pondering the surrounding environment. Of course, their work efficiency was not very good, and only a small section of the canal was dug out. Then they heard the sound of bells, loud bells echoing over the entire prison.

The moment the bell rang, the entire prison suddenly became lively, and the guys who were still working in silence just burst into laughter.

Someone actually yelled: "It's dinner!"

"It's time for the wind."

"Oh! Today is Soy Milk Day."

"Yes, I've been looking forward to it for several days, haha."

"Soy milk day is my favorite."

"Huangsha! Please give me soy milk day every day."

The prisoners all smiled happily and gathered in one direction.

The assassins looked blank: "What soy milk day?"

The ten prison guards who were in charge of guarding them pointed in the direction where the crowd gathered and said, "Go, too. There is a total of one hour to eat. After you finish your meal, you can move freely in the open space in front of the dining hall. Someone blows the whistle and must return to work at that time."

The assassins said "Oh". Although they still don't know the situation, they got another good news, that is, they can move freely for an hour. Isn't that cool? It seems that it is not too easy to get in touch with General Madara.

They gathered forward following the crowd and found that the ten prison guards hadn't really followed.

Soon, they were among the prisoners of war.

Two prisoners of war found them immediately and turned to ask: "Huh? New here? Not from our vanguard."

"Yes!" an assassin whispered: "We are the spies and assassins of the main force. The assassination of Robert failed and we were caught in."

"Huang Sha! You are actually going to assassinate that guy. It's amazing." The POWs of the Vanguard Army expressed their admiration. Several people turned their heads and gave them thumbs up: "The main force is still so powerful. The vanguard fought with the Skeleton Soldier he summoned and the Voidwalker was all gone. You can actually attack Robert directly, which is considered very strong."

Assassins: "..."

Seeing that these guys are still in the mood to say such cool words with a smile, the assassins can't help being a little upset. You are all arrested and locked up in jail for hard work. Do you still dare to talk and laugh?

An assassin whispered: "Just now we were escorted by more than a dozen prison guards to work. Is the supervision here very strict?"

A prisoner of war replied in a low voice: "It's okay! As long as you don't try to escape for a few days, they won't take it too seriously."

"What if you try to escape?" an assassin asked.

"Better not." There was a wonderful expression on the prisoner's face, like the kind of reminiscence of something terrifying. After a few seconds, he whispered: "I escaped, and then I was put on a ceiling fan. , As someone who comes here, I must advise you, don’t get involved with the ceiling fan in this life, don’t."

The assassins didn't know what the ceiling fan was, but seeing the expressions of the prisoners of war, they roughly guessed that it should be a very terrifying instrument of torture.

The prisoners of the vanguard said in a rushing voice: "Anyway, let's observe for a few days. You are assassins. You are the best at observation. Don't act rashly."

After that, everyone has already poured into the canteen. It is impossible to have a canteen capable of accommodating three thousand people this year. The assassins discovered that the canteen is partitioned. In this area they work, there are only about seven or eight. A hundred prisoners of war, the rest should be in other areas.

The assassin leader looked around, but he didn't see Madara. It seems that he was assigned to a cafeteria in another district to eat. It seems that it is impossible to pick up the head while eating. You can only wait until the free time after eating, and talk to him in the open space outside.

"Where can I get the food?" an assassin asked the prisoner next to him.

"Follow me." The prisoner of war led him to the corner of the cafeteria and took out a dinner plate, which was a very crude iron plate: "Take this plate and pick up the meal at the front window."

When the assassins looked at the plate, they thought: a poor plate, it seems that the food will not be any better, it should be the grade for cattle.