The fact that Xiaobai accepted Tai'a didn't alarm anyone in the prison, and no one knew that "Black Rat" Tai'a had a backer. Everything was simple, just one or two sentences, and the promise was
Oral.
If Tai'a really surrenders to him, Xiaobai will not be stingy about giving Tai'a a fortune. Even if Tai'a is willing to be his disciple, then he can even give Tai'a the status of a priest so that he can live.
Live the life you want.
But if Tai'a is telling the truth, Xiaobai will also show no mercy, and he won't be able to escape even with a blow to his head.
Xiaobai doesn't like duplicitous people. He doesn't have to be loyal, but he can't let him know about it. If he knows, he will definitely lose his soul.
Just like the gods in the reincarnation system, Xiaobai really doesn't know how many are truly loyal to him, and how many are just pretending on the surface and risking their lives to get benefits. He knows in his heart that this is why reincarnation
There are so many gods in the pantheon, but there are only a few gods who can enter the Temple of Reincarnation.
Both people and gods will be driven by interests. Xiaobai can't prevent it, let alone change this situation. He chooses to accept it. As long as these gods and people can be used by him, that's fine. But if these people dare
Even if you betray him, he will never let it go.
Profit in one hand, butcher's knife in the other, make your own choice.
Although he entered the prison, Xiaobai did not want to waste three years in vain. He thought about establishing his own Gray Party distribution in the prison. Many people in the prison did not serve that long sentences, and there were always
On the day you go out, when you go out, you will become Xiaobai's subordinate. Isn't this great?
Xiaobai looked up at the sky. It was almost noon and it was time to eat. He patted Tai'a on the shoulder.
"Let's go and eat. I just got here and I don't know what I can eat." Xiaobai said with a smile on his face.
"Brother, you don't have to eat with us." Tai'a said quickly: "Nobles have their own place to eat, and they can also find someone to cook what they like directly."
Sure enough, privileges are privileges everywhere. Xiaobai nodded clearly, and then said: "No, I want to taste real prison food."
"Ah?" Tai'a looked at Xiaobai in confusion, deeply aware of the difference between his eldest brother.
What's so surprising about prison food? It's really disgusting. A nobleman like Xiaobai would feel disgusted just by looking at it, not to mention eating it.
But since his eldest brother said so, Taia had nothing to do and just led the way from the front.
The other management aspects of the prison city are ordinary, but the management of food is very strict. The warden Padapa knows very well that if he holds the food, no prisoner will dare to rebel against him.
If a prisoner makes a mistake in prison, the most direct punishment is not to be locked up in a dark room, but to be deprived of food. Even the most violent prisoner will become good after being hungry for a few times, and he will not dare to jump again and stay safe and sound.
serving time in prison.
The places where meals are distributed in the prison city are fixed. When it is time to eat, the prisoners will gather and eat together. This time is also dangerous and it is extremely easy for problems to occur. There are often a large number of guards in the eating places.
Tai'a led Xiaobai to the place closest to them for dinner. It was a tower-shaped building. Xiaobai looked up and saw that the building had four floors and occupied a large area. Tai'a told him that this place was specially designed for
This is a place for prisoners to eat. The prisoners call this the food tower.
There was already a crowd of people outside the food tower, men and women, old and young, crowded in and walked in. Two rows of prison guards were holding weapons and staring at everyone with indifferent expressions. Among the crowd, there was a person who looked like an overseer, holding a whip in his hand.
, urging the prisoners forward, and if there was an argument, they would whip them without hesitation, making the prisoners scream.
Tai'a and Xiaobai blended into the crowd and followed the crowd towards the food tower.
The two of them arrived a little late, and the first and second floors below were already full of people. They had no choice but to walk up to the third floor. There were also many people here, but there were still some empty seats.
The environment in the food tower is similar to a modern canteen, with a long row of stone platforms where food is placed and people line up to receive it.
Xiaobai didn't want to break the rules and lined up to receive food like everyone else.
The people around him saw his gold prison uniform and understood his identity. Although they were curious about why a noble would come here to eat, they would make some space and did not dare to approach at will.
When they came to the cooking table, the cook took out a plate, scooped out some sticky black and yellow objects, put them on the plate, and handed it to Xiao Bai.
Xiao Bai looked at the food that looked very impressive, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly. Then he looked at the food on the table. It was all so good. He looked up at the cook, sighed, and put down the plate.
The man who cooked the food looked at Xiao Bai strangely, obviously also curious as to why a noble prisoner came here to eat, but the people behind him quickly filled Xiao Bai's place, and he quickly picked up the plate again.
Tai'a carried his own food, led the way, found a corner, and sat down with Xiaobai.
Xiaobai turned his head and looked around. Everyone had the same plate in front of them, with the same food in it, and their faces had expressions of disgust and having to eat.
"Brother, eat, this is the only thing here." Tai'a pulled his plate in front of him and said to Xiaobai with a wry smile.
"You have to have tableware when you eat, right?" Xiaobai said with a frown.
"Tableware? Brother, this is a prison city. If you have a stutter, it's good. There are no tableware." Tai'a looked at Xiaobai helplessly and continued: "You should have tableware for eating in the aristocratic area. We don't have tableware here."
No."
"Then how do you eat it? Can you catch it with your hands?" The corners of Xiaobai's mouth twitched again.
"That's right." Tai'a said matter-of-factly. He reached out his hand neatly, fished out some of the sticky food, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice perfunctorily, and swallowed it with a gulp.
Looking down at the food on the plate, Xiaobai shivered slightly, looked at his hands, then looked at the food, gritted his teeth, followed Tai'a's example, and reached out to pick up some.
The slimy black and yellow object looked like some kind of excrement, but it had no smell. Xiaobai observed the thing himself and could still faintly see the roots of some plants.
Are you sure this thing is edible?
Xiaobai hesitantly put the sticky object into his mouth.
"Well..." Xiaobai only chewed a mouthful and spit it out immediately.
This smell, um... so touching and exciting.
Xiaobai feels that the taste of food cannot be described in his own vocabulary. Generally speaking, it is spicy mixed with light sweetness, salty mixed with strong bitterness, and various strange flavors. This is simply a challenge to Xiaobai's senses.