Lin Zhiming hadn't been this happy for a long time. When he woke up, there was a third-grade martial artist to play with. The key was that the third-grade martial artist's body was extremely strong and the fighting was particularly exciting.
The other two people in the same cell didn't seem to mind at all when Ren Tiangan was beaten. Xu Meng slept with his eyes closed from beginning to end. As for the skinny man, he was sitting cross-legged on the bed with his back against the wall, seemingly meditating.
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Not long after, Ren Tiangan fell into the corner like mud.
Lin Zhiming moved his hands and feet and walked towards the skinny man.
"What's your name?" Lin Zhiming asked.
The thin man opened his eyes and said slightly warily, "My name is Tuoli, what do you want to do?"
"Tuoli? Are you a Mongolian?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You know?" the thin man asked with a frown.
"Tuoli means eagle in Mongolian." Lin Zhiming said.
"You actually understand Mongolian..." The skinny man named Tuoli was a little surprised, and he felt some kindness towards Lin Zhiming in his heart. After all, not many people understand Mongolian these days.
However, this little bit of goodwill was immediately thrown away and fed to the dog.
"Come, play with me." Lin Zhiming hooked his hand at Tuoli.
Tuoli's expression changed, and before he could speak, Lin Zhiming rushed up.
When Tuoli's screams rang out, many people couldn't help but look at cell B2.
Fighting in a dark prison is normal, but such a brutal fight early in the morning is really unusual.
Xu Meng finally couldn't pretend to be asleep calmly. He stood up and said, "If you want to fight, fight with me."
"Okay!" Lin Zhiming threw down his suit and was about to have some fun with Xu Meng, a fifth-grade martial artist, when the iron fence suddenly opened with a click.
The iron bars opened and everyone in the cell walked towards the door.
"Your life is so good." Xu Meng sneered and walked towards the door. At the same time, Ren Tianqian, who was beaten to the ground by Lin Zhiming, and the two of them got up and walked towards the door regardless of the pain on their bodies.
Lin Zhiming didn't know much about the rules in these dark prisons, but seeing that everyone left the cell immediately, he guessed that there was a rule that required people to leave after the iron bars were opened, so Lin Zhiming followed him out of the cell.
The air is full of hot and humid atmosphere. Although it is still morning, here in the extreme south of the Dragon Kingdom, it already feels like midsummer at noon.
People come to the playground.
There is nothing on the playground, just a large open space. The open space was originally paved with cement, but many vigorous weeds penetrated the cement and grew to the ground.
Lin Zhiming looked around.
Lin Zhiming was really curious about these prisoners, who were at least the first-rank military officials.
This was the second time he saw such a high density of strong men, the first time was on the battlefield outside the territory.
The foreign battlefield is a place more terrifying than the dark prison. To put it simply, the dark prison is a smaller version of the foreign battlefield. There are no rules here, only fists.
Lin Zhiming didn't know anyone here, but everyone seemed to be hard to mess with.
These people were scattered in various locations on the playground and sat in cells.
Lin Zhiming thought someone would come to trouble him, but to his disappointment, everyone just sat there and no one came to trouble him at all.
Lin Zhiming walked to his cell and sat down next to a few people.
Ren Tiangan and Tuo Li quickly stepped aside to avoid provoking a pervert like Lin Zhiming again.
"Can I ask a few questions?" Lin Zhiming said.
"Nothing to say."
"No comment." Ren Tianqian and Tuo Li said at the same time.
Lin Zhiming grinned, rubbed his fists and said, "Then I can only ask with my fists."
"Ask me if you have anything." Ren Tiangan said immediately.
It can be seen that in a place like this, fists are more useful than anything else.
"Why doesn't anyone bother me?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Didn't the two of us cause trouble for you last night?" Ren Tiangan said.
"What kind of trouble do you two have?" Lin Zhiming said with a frown.
Hearing this, Ren Tiangan was so angry, since he was not even considered a trouble in the eyes of others?
Although he is not as good as Lin Zhiming, he is still a third-grade martial artist, and he is considered a middle-level figure on this ground. How can you look down on others so much?
"Other people come here because they are afraid of trouble. Why do you look like you are expecting others to cause trouble for you?" Tuoli asked.
"It's boring. I guess I have to leave in a few days, so I want to leave a good impression on everyone." Lin Zhiming said with a smile.
"You have to leave in a few days? Are you afraid that you are going crazy? People who have been in the dark prison for more than ten or twenty years cannot leave." Tuoli said.
"So long?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"The prisoners here are all extremely vicious felons. Each person's sentence starts at least ten years, goes up to life imprisonment, or even the death penalty." Tuoli said.
"Are there any death row prisoners here?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Yeah." Tuoli nodded, but he didn't say much about the death row prisoners.
"Normally, everyone is too lazy to move at this time. We have to wait until the sun sets over there before everyone becomes more active." Ren Tianqian pointed to the sun in the sky and said.
"Is it around two o'clock in the afternoon?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"Well! Direct sunlight will accelerate dehydration, and everyone's water here is rationed. In order to prevent jailbreak, they only provide the amount of water that we will not die of thirst, so no one is willing to do it casually in the sun.
Tuoli said.
"I see, then why did you know you had to come out of the cell as soon as the fence was opened?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"One minute after we leave the fence, the fence will be closed for disinfection. They will sprinkle some unknown things in the room. Those things can kill parasites and germs. Of course, they will also kill us. If you don't
If you come out, you will be poisoned to death." Tuoli said.
"Is there such a thing?" Lin Zhiming asked in surprise.
"Yes." Tuoli nodded and said, "During disinfection, toxins will remain in the cell. Although not much, over time, our bodies will also show a sub-toxic state, speed, strength, reaction, physical strength
, will decline. Why are Ren Tianqian and I defeated so easily by you? It’s because our bodies are already in a sub-toxic state. Compared with when we were outside, our strength has been weakened by 20 to 30%.
about."
"Even if you are prosperous, you still can't defeat me." Lin Zhiming said seriously.
He smiled out of joking and said nothing more.
"What he said is indeed right." Xu Meng said calmly, "The person in front of you is a fifth-grade martial minister."
"Fifth rank Wu Qing?" Li Li's pupils shrank slightly. He had been ravaged by Lin Zhiming before. Lin Zhiming did not use a rigid body, so he estimated that Lin Zhiming should be the peak of the fourth rank Wu Qing. Unexpectedly, Xu Meng would say that he was a fifth rank Wu Qing.
Pin Wuqing.
"That's right." Xu Meng looked at Lin Zhiming and said, "Although he has never used a rigid body from beginning to end, but... I can feel that he is a fifth-grade martial artist."
Lin Zhiming smiled, stood up, walked to Xu Meng's side and sat down.
"You feel it very accurately." Lin Zhiming said.
"Do you think that a fifth-grade martial artist is invincible here?" Xu Meng asked.
"At least it's the strongest on the surface, isn't it?" Lin Zhiming said.
Xu Meng sneered and said, "Who told you that the strongest person on the face of the earth is the fifth-grade Wu Qing?"
"Isn't that right? Aren't all those above level five locked down?" Lin Zhiming pointed to the ground.
"More than 80% of the people here are not ranked. That is to say, their strength has not been fully confirmed. In order not to be locked up in the dark underground, some people have hidden their strength. The fifth grade can only be regarded as here.
Cutting-edge combat power, the strongest, cannot be called." Xu Meng said.
"I see! Let me ask you something, who are the people imprisoned underground?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"They are all perverts," Xu Meng said.
"Why did you become so perverted?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"You work hard to become stronger, and then tell the prison guards that you have the strength of a sixth-grade martial artist, and they will take you down." Xu Meng said with a smile.
"I didn't expect you to still joke." Lin Zhiming said in surprise.
"When the sun sets, I will not only joke, but I will also open a skull." Xu Meng said with narrowed eyes.
Lin Zhiming smiled and said, "Then I'll wait and see."
As time goes by, the temperature is rising rapidly. Although it is already the end of October, the temperature here quickly exceeded 35 degrees.
The hot and humid air makes breathing heavy.
A layer of sweat broke out on Lin Zhiming's body, making his clothes damp.
The sun in the sky has begun to set in the west, and small shadows appear in many places on the playground.
Someone sat in the shadow and looked much more comfortable than others.
"Is that person the strongest here?" Lin Zhiming asked, pointing to a long-haired man in a small shadow.
"How did you tell?" Xu Meng asked with a frown.
"The first shadow appeared where this person first sat. He was the first person in the entire playground to enjoy the shadow," Lin Zhiming said.
"You are right." Xu Meng said.
"What's that man's name?" Lin Zhiming asked.
"He has no name, only a codename for the battlefield outside the territory, Phantom Blade." Xu Meng said.
"Extraterritorial battlefield?" Lin Zhiming raised his eyebrows. In the extraterritorial battlefield, there are indeed many people who do not use their real names but have various fancy code names. For example, his code name is Tyrant.
He had never heard of this phantom blade when he was on the battlefield outside the territory.
"The name of Phantom Blade is also a terrifying existence on the battlefield outside the territory. Mentioning this name is enough to make a crying child stop crying." Xu Meng said.
"Is it so awesome?" Lin Zhiming was a little surprised. He had indeed never heard of a phantom blade.
"Those who have never been to foreign battlefields will not know his reputation. If you are targeted by that person, you will only have one fate, death!" Xu Meng said.