"one two three!……"

In the work area, there were constant sounds of statistics suppressing pain.

After the shock just now, Arthur Jackman could only temporarily put down his original bold idea and honestly started push-ups.

His time difference has been very chaotic. Before he was kidnapped, he had a simple lunch when he woke up at noon. Besides, he has not been in the water until now.

The hunger and cold that had occurred over time seemed to finally make him "wake up". He was no longer lazy and squeezed his body hard. He could not do push-ups, so he changed to sit-ups, and even if he couldn't hold on, he changed to run on the spot.

Gradually, the heat emitted from the intense exercise dispelled the cold in the work area, and his thin prison uniform was gradually wet with sweat, and a large area of ​​his chest and back were wet.

"Huh~huh~huh~huh...is it OK?"

After more than ten minutes of extreme suffering and long, the intense fatigue and sore body defeated his will again. He stopped panting, and his legs trembled to the center of the work area.

Wow~

Arthur Jackman took off his wet prison uniform, grabbed both ends of the prison uniform and twisted it hard. A trickle of water suddenly surged out of the center, but it lasted for only a moment and then turned into the drops of scattered water droplets of "dada".

Until he could no longer squeeze out any sweat, Arthur Jackman pursed his lips, threw his clothes aside reluctantly, and bet his eyes on the container in the center of the floor.

It's just a small metal cup with only the thickness of the bottom of the cup, but it's not easy to fill it with sweat. The water flow just now was only half filled.

“It’s enough to do it again.”

What people fear most is that even if there is no goal or the goal is out of reach, seeing half-full of metal cups, there is a trace of hope in Arthur Jackman's eyes, and there seems to be a trace of joy in his breathing.

Success is within reach!

After resting for a few minutes, when the feeling that was about to suffocate slightly faded, he got up again, looked at the wet prison uniforms still next to his heels, and did not pick them up and put them on. Instead, he took off himself to a pair of shorts.

There were still a lot of water stains in the prison uniform, which proved that a lot of sweat was still absorbed by the fibers of the clothes. In this situation, even a drop of sweat could make him feel reluctant.

"Is this why Mina has always been very frugal..."

Arthur Jackman murmured to himself in vain.

He thought of the food that he had been thrown away by his anger in the past few days, the regret and reluctance on Mina's face at that time, and the impatient thing that made him extremely impatient, and he had to keep nagging with more toothpaste.

He started exercising even more crazily, as if he wanted to use physical torture to numb himself, so that he would not think about it, regret it, or miss it.

Da~da~da~da~

Drops of slightly turbid beads of sweat flowed down from their bodies.

Many beads of sweat gradually gathered in the center along the obviously specially designed floor and flowed into a small metal cup in the center.

Hurry!

Perhaps a long time later, the sound of coins colliding pulled Arthur Jackman's somewhat vague consciousness back.

It's very similar to the sound of gambling gaming machines spitting out game coins, and every impact is crisp and pleasant.

"Enough?"

Arthur Jackman didn't react for a moment. He was stunned for a moment before realizing something and looked down at the center of the floor.

As expected, the small metal cup in the center was already empty, and it seemed that it had just shrunk for a while and is now slowly returning to its original position.

I walked to the display stand on the left wall and took a look. There were already a small pile of coins engraved with skull patterns on the upper floor of the display stand, a total of ten, no more or less.

"You really surprised me a little. I originally thought you would have to be hungry for a few days before you could work hard..."

The jigsaw sounded suddenly, still hoarse, but with a little praise: "Given your excellent performance, I decided to give you a small reward."

"What reward? Tell me, use any tricks."

Arthur Jackman gasped violently, and he felt a sense of accomplishment when he grabbed the skeleton coins, but he still had no good expression on Jigsaw, the culprit who kidnapped him.

As for the reward, he had no hope. With the lessons from the previous two photos, the reward is obviously just a disgusting and forced method in a different way.

"I will tell you when you need to use the reward. Now it's time for you to enjoy the fruits of your labor."

The jigsaw didn't say what the reward was, but said hoarsely: "There is plenty of food and water in the shopping area. Also, be sure to not forget to buy a warm clothing and leave two coins for 'rent'."

Upon hearing this, Arthur Jackman grabbed the coins and clothes on the ground and walked out of the work area silently.

Perhaps it was because of the characteristics of being submissive, or because of the feeling of accomplishment and redemption after extreme fatigue... In fact, he himself didn't know what mentality he was now, so he subconsciously followed the words of the jigsaw and walked into another fork in the corridor and came to a room like a miniature supermarket.

There were bread, snacks, pure water, and even bags of raw steak with frying pans and seasonings placed in the corner. Two shelves were filled with scattered items, and a whole row of thick coats hung on the side of the wall.

【Bread*1:1$】

【Pure Water*1:1$】

【steak*1:5$】

【Cold coat: 5$】

Arthur Jackman directly checked the prices of essential items, but did not look at the various snacks he usually liked. Snacks are already a luxury for him now.

Although this micro supermarket does not have a cashier, it also has a cashier.

The cash register is against the wall at the door, with an old shotgun mounted on the wall, and a sign is also posted: [As a citizen of Gotham, you should know what you will encounter when you rob a supermarket here]

This firearm, which I don’t know how to control, completely dispelled the idea of ​​not giving money to him with things... No, it should be said that this idea was not aroused.

He just did a simple addition and subtraction in his mind, then gave up the steak, picked up a bread comparable to two red bricks stacked with a volume of pure water and walked straight to the clothes hanging rack.

The clothes are all the same style, and there is nothing to choose from with a full set of cotton jackets with top and bottom clothes.

However, it is worth mentioning that an electronic display screen with a finger-wide finger in the center of the chest of the clothes is embedded with forty-eight hours.

[Clothing shelf life: 48 hours, time counting starts after wearing, and the countdown ends and clothes are automatically destroyed.]

“…”

Looking at the label on the clothes, if he wasn't so tired that he really didn't want to talk, Arthur Jackman promised that he would spit out a big fuss and beat the manufacturer that produced the clothes.

But without any if, he is tired and thirsty now and doesn't want to move at all, and his current situation is also involuntary. If he wants to survive, he must follow the rules of the game of Jigsaw.

He could only pick up a piece of clothing in silence, and then settled the bill at the cashier with bread and drinking water. The seven skeleton coins he earned from his blood and sweat were swallowed by the coin mouth in an instant.

"Checkout is over, I wish you a happy life."

The cashier service was very thoughtful, but this shopping experience that should have been very pleasant at any time really made Arthur Jackman unable to be happy. Not to mention the situation, the voice was not a beautiful little girl, but the hoarse old man with a jigsaw voice.

Tear.

After checking out, he sat on the ground directly in front of the cashier, tearing open the bread and swallowing it voraciously with pure water.

His appetite has never been better than it is now. It is obviously a simple bread, but it looks particularly sweet.
Chapter completed!