I can see everything

Chapter 1 Insight into Everything
Yongdu.

Heaven Prison.

Fangzheng woke up quietly, opened his eyes, and was taken aback by the scene in front of him.

In the dark corridor, there are burning oil lamps hanging on the wall on one side, and the prison cell on the other side.

In each cell, lying on straw mats were unkempt criminals.

A smell came over, and Fangzheng became conscious all of a sudden.

He lowered his head and looked at himself. He was dressed in black clothes, with a long knife hanging from his waist.

In the black clothes, there is a striking big character.

'prison,!
Dressed up like a prison guard.

Fangzheng: "?"

Am I dreaming?

Just when his brain was a little down, suddenly, a huge flood of memories inserted into his mind like a torrent, and quickly merged with his memory.

"Well……"

With a muffled snort, Fangzheng's expression changed instantly, and he leaned against the wall with a very ugly expression.

"Dayong Dynasty...the 19th year of the Apocalypse...Yongdu City...the prison guards..."

Merging the memory, Fangzheng instantly understood where he was.

Looking at the dark corridor and then at the dark cell, Fangzheng knew that he had passed through.

Not only do you know who you are, but you also know what kind of world this is.

This is not the ancient world he is familiar with, but a fairy world full of monsters and ghosts.

And he is a jailer in Tianlao, the capital of the Dayong Dynasty, Bingzi.

The prison guards are hereditary.

Fangzheng's father was a jailer who died a year ago, and his mother passed away when he was a child. He inherited his father's position, and Fangzheng became the jailer of the Heavenly Prison.

Yongdu Heavenly Prison.

There are three levels in total.

A, B, C!

Different levels of sky prisons housed very different criminals.

But even if it is the lowest grade C sky prison, the criminals held here are all demons and ghosts.

There are people and demons!
Time travel to become a prison guard.

Fangzheng really couldn't think of it.

In this kind of place, all kinds of evil spirits are monstrous, and ordinary people cannot be the prison guards of the sky prison. After a long time, the body cannot withstand the erosion of the evil spirits, and after a serious illness, they will definitely ascend to heaven.

Only those who have a certain level of cultivation can serve as the jailer of the Heavenly Prison.

And Fang Zheng is a Heaven Prison jailer with a rank nine cultivation base.

The requirements for the prison guards of the C-brand are not as high as those of the A and B.

As the jailer of the second-rank prison, basically only the eighth rank can be employed.

And the A-name sky prison is even more terrifying.

The criminals here are all demons and ghosts with great mana.

However, before entering the prison, the cultivation of these criminals had long been abolished.

Piercing the lute bone, no matter how majestic you were before, here, you are just a little guy.

Knowing the information, Fangzheng looked at the dark cells, his expression changed unconsciously.

Although the criminals here have been abolished, they are not ordinary people.

It's not easy being a jailer here.

"A wonderful world... but... also full of dangers..."

Letting out a breath, Fangzheng muttered to himself.

Withdrawing his gaze, Fangzheng turned around and walked towards the outside of the dungeon.

Stepping out of the dark corridor, the light shines.

Above the sky, the great sun hangs in the sky.

But in a place full of evil spirits like the sky prison, even standing under the sun, I don't feel very warm, but after all, it is better than being inside.

He glanced away, and not far away were a few jailers in black prison uniforms who were chatting with him in twos and threes.

One or two jailers saw Fang Zheng and nodded at him, and Fang Zheng also nodded in response.

There are actually not many jailers in the C-type prison, but more guards outside.

Each perform their duties.

The responsibilities are also different. Fangzheng is responsible for a series of tasks such as patrolling the sky prison, guarding the prisoners, and delivering meals.

There are two shifts, and Fang Zheng is in charge of the day shift.

Among the many jailers with a ninth rank cultivation base, Fang Zheng was unremarkable.

Those who step here are basically at the ninth rank.

Looking around, Fangzheng didn't go too far, and turned back.

Occasionally, it is okay to breathe, but the position must be responsible.

You can fish, but you can't go too far.

Of course, his task is simple, he can take a rest after patrolling around.

It can be regarded as an aboveboard fishing, which is better than the guards who have been standing still.

Walking into the dark corridor, Fangzheng sat on a stool beside him to rest.

A cold breath came.

Staying here for a long time, even having a cultivation base is not so comfortable.

Sitting on the stool, Fangzheng lowered his head, thinking about his future plans.

Do it honestly?
Seems like it's his best option right now.

Although he is a jailer, he is still a public official.

Don't worry about food and clothing.

If you resign from your position, the outside world is not so easy to get in. Even though this is the capital of the Dayong Dynasty, it is not a completely peaceful place.

"Do it first, talk about it later."

Sighing, Fangzheng restrained himself and stood up.

But just as he stood up, Fangzheng's eyes froze suddenly.

His eyes fell on the prison knife hanging on his waist.

A line of clear characters suddenly appeared in Fangzheng's eyes.

Shiny, very clear.

[A prison knife that contains evil spirits is sharper than ordinary knives. If you want to give yourself a knife, you are guaranteed to be refreshed all at once. 】

Fangzheng: "?"

what is this?
my golden finger?
Seeing the words that appeared on the prison knife, Fangzheng was stunned.

Standing where he was, Fangzheng looked at the font, and it took him a while before he realized it.

Fang Zheng frowned as he stared at the glowing characters on the prison knife.

Goldfinger...

But what is the use of this gold finger?

Looking away, Fangzheng looked at his right hand.

[A right hand that can shake hands, is very flexible because of frequent exercise. 】

The floodlight font appeared in the eyes again.

Fangzheng: "..."

"Ok?"

"No, could it be that I can see the information of any item clearly?"

Suddenly, Fangzheng came back to his senses, his expression moved.

Insight into all things information.

This looks like nothing.

but……

What kind of world is this?
A fairy world full of monsters and ghosts!

If you can gain insight into all object information, then it is not tasteless!

Withdrawing his gaze, Fangzheng raised his head and looked at the first cell, and his eyes were fixed on the criminals in the cell.

[Xu An, a deacon of the former Ministry of Rites, had an eighth-rank cultivation base before, but his cultivation base was abolished, his consciousness is depressed, and his spirit is a little abnormal. You'd better not get too close, maybe he will bite you...]

Fangzheng: "..."

Looking at the displayed font, Fangzheng's heart twitched slightly.

Isn't this ability a bit skinny?

Looking away, Fangzheng took a step and walked to the door of the second cell again.

He looked at a disheveled criminal in the cell.

Scattered long hair, sitting on a straw mat, and there were marks of whipping on his clothes. As soon as Fang Zheng appeared, the criminal also looked at him.

Unlike the eyes of the first criminal, this guy's eyes are a bit sharp.

Looking at Fangzheng, he licked the corners of his mouth. Although he looked haggard, there was a hint of evil in his eyes.

At the door of the cell, Fangzheng looked at the font that appeared above the criminal's head.

[Wu Mingfei, formerly at the seventh rank, is a demon from the Heaven and Earth Sect. He practices demon magic. He has a killing instinct. He likes to kill people to death. He has a hobby of Longyang. His evil spirit may shock you mentally. You'd better be careful. a little. 】

Fangzheng: "..."

Looking at the criminal in front of him, his heart twitched, and his stomach was churning.

Long Yang's hobby, what a fag!

vomit……

Looking at the criminal's eyes, Fang Zheng almost vomited.

"Brother Zheng, I'm hungry."

Looking at Fangzheng, the criminal's hoarse voice sounded.

"Don't even think about eating today."

Fangzheng's face was cold, he left a few words and walked towards the third cell.

Wu Mingfei: "...?"

(End of this chapter)