However, the pointer stopped exactly in the direction of the little girl.

Her raised mouth instantly became a straight line.

When she was about to take the truth card, the middle-aged woman held down the card.

"Hey, what's the point of telling the truth? Let's play Dare or Dare." The middle-aged woman had a kind face, but her words did not conceal her malice.

The little girl's eyes turned red. She stood up, grabbed the middle-aged woman's collar, approached her, and snorted: "You want to die now?"

The middle-aged woman raised her hand and pushed the girl hard. She stopped holding the card and said with a sarcastic expression: "Who are you trying to scare? I won't give you the card just because one more person will die for me if you live." .”

Time was running out, so she gritted her teeth and asked the question of truth.

It says:

Based on what the inmates said, do you like Mayor Uka?

The little girl paused, she hated everyone equally.

So she answered "no".

The air became quiet, and the corners of Wavy Head's mouth quickly raised.

In the end, the little girl did not have any accidents.

At twelve o'clock, a bell rang on the radio, and the lights in the corridor and the cell were turned off. The space that was bright just now was now invisible.

Meng Zhi put away the cards and went to bed. She hadn't even had time to open the paper ball she got from the prison guard. Now was not the time to take a peek, so she might as well sleep quietly.

In the middle of the night, there was a rustling noise outside the cell, as if someone was rubbing a sponge with detergent on the ground.

Meng Zhi's bed was right at the door of the cell. She did not open her eyes rashly, but released her consciousness to cover the area.

Her brain suddenly felt a tingling sensation. This was the rule rejecting her as an outsider.

The sound of sponge rubbing stopped in front of her cell.

Meng Zhi sensed that there was a tall man standing outside, but whether that was true or not was another question.

Then the "person" stretched out his hand and tried to pass through the cell door, but he retracted his hand violently as if he had been electrocuted.

Its body began to liquefy, and the outline of its edges was no longer clear.

After trying several times to no avail, it crawled on the ground and crawled away.

Meng Zhi fell asleep after confirming that the crisis was gone.

Yao Qing was sleeping on the lower bunk inside. She opened her eyes suddenly and moved her gaze towards the cell door.

The thing just now exuded a dangerous aura, so oppressive that she almost couldn't breathe.

Until it was far away, Yao Qing's neck could breathe smoothly.

There should be no danger on the first night. She pulled the quilt closer and covered her head and forced herself to fall asleep.

At six o'clock the next day, a deafening ringtone came from the radio, and every prisoner who was still sleeping woke up.

"Go to the cafeteria immediately to finish breakfast within half an hour, and then gather outside!"

The rough voice clearly belonged to the warden. Meng Zhi neatly lifted the quilt and rushed to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Yao Qing has an advantage over her and moves faster.

While washing Yao Qing, she glanced at the girl next to her. She always felt that this person was a player, but she was not sure.

Meng Zhi ignored the glances from the side. She had borrowed a book yesterday. Since she was wearing prison uniform at the beginning, she had no pockets to hold props.

Naturally, those props were not brought over, and only non-physical props such as titles and halos could be used at will.

Meng Zhi followed the flow of people to the canteen. The food in the canteen was two steamed buns and a bowl of boiled water. After confirming that there was no contamination, she ate the two steamed buns in big gulps. Where there was a steel wall yesterday, there is now a rectangular opening. Gray bricks are stacked together and tower into the sky. When you look up, you can only see a circular fog-colored sky, which looks like a storm is about to come.

The huge venue was filled with prisoners. The warden stood on a ten-meter-high platform. Even Meng Zhi couldn't see his movements clearly from such a distance.

"Although your hands are stained with human blood, I know that not everyone wants to do this. You have your own difficulties."

"Uka Prison gives every prisoner a chance to start over, and I look forward to your rejuvenation in the days to come!"

He spoke impassionedly, but the prisoners underneath were lifeless, and no one echoed the warden's words.

But he didn't care, he just came up to talk about the situation, and left all the subsequent specific matters to his assistant.

"You filthy, low-grade scum, listen up!"

Her voice was cold, and her words were filled with contempt and disgust for the prisoners.

"If you want to survive here, there are only two ways."

"The first one is to serve as a training partner for the prison guards; the second one is to be a productive force for the prison. Everyone will have to make a decision later."

After the assistant finished speaking, two teams of prison guards walked in at the entrance. They held a gun. The forehead of those who chose the first option would be marked with a red mark by the gun, and those who chose the second option would be marked with a blue mark.

After the process, Meng Zhi observed that there were far fewer prisoners who chose the first path than those who chose the second.

After all, the first one carries a very high risk of death. Although I was tired the next day, I could still live well.

Meng Zhi chose the first one, and after being hit with a gun on her forehead, a red "prisoner" slowly appeared.

She was then blindfolded with a black cloth and taken to a closed training room.

The training room is as big as two football fields, surrounded by bleachers filled with prison guards in black uniforms.

After being brought to the center of the venue, the black cloth on Meng Zhi's eyes was pulled off. She looked around. The prison guards were chattering, and the expressions in their eyes ranged from pity to malice.

Various emotions are intertwined and very complex.

"Meng Zhi!" A female prisoner quietly squeezed to her side, her voice cheering.

Meng Zhi turned around, he was a teammate who entered the game together.

"Where are the others?"

Yang Lu whispered: "Lao Zhang and the others chose the second option. We should move separately to facilitate the integration of information."

Meng Zhi nodded. There were more than a hundred prison uniforms brought over. Other teammates might also be there, but they couldn't get together because there were too many people.

And her "family" might also be here. Meng Zhi couldn't help but think of her brother, who looked very dangerous.

They stood on the field and were watched like monkeys. Fortunately, there were so many people and they didn't feel embarrassed.

Suddenly, the loudspeaker overhead sounded.

"Good morning everyone! It's training time again. The ones who got the chance to train today are prison guards No. 38, No. 56, No. 78, No. 87..."

The radio reported the serial numbers of more than twenty people in total, and soon the prison guards came out of the iron door that was slowly opened.

The people in the stands began to cheer as if they had been beaten to death, with No. 56 cheering the loudest.

Their prison uniforms were stained with blood, and because of their tall stature, they looked difficult to deal with.

Radio: "Let's guess how many of these prison uniforms can survive?!"

People began to laugh: "To live five is a compliment to them!"

Broadcast: "Without further ado, training begins!!"


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