Horror: In the beginning, she holds the mall and becomes a hunter

Meng Zhi seized this moment of hesitation and rushed forward, using a bad luck dice.

Her fist felt like it hit cotton and was wrapped in a soft sponge.

[Number 4: Group dizziness! What a great swarm attack! All enemies will be stunned for three minutes! 】

[Cooling time: ten hours]

Meng Zhi's hand was ejected, and the monsters from all directions ignored Meng Zhi. They walked crookedly like drunken men, and they collided with each other and fell to the ground.

The prison guard sitting high up widened his eyes and lost his voice: "She actually knocked down so many monsters without any effort?!"

"This inferior man has some tricks up his sleeve."

"Screw you, is this called a trick? When Master Uka comes, he will jump up and cheer!"

Meng Zhi pulled out the knife he had picked up during a fight between the prison guards and stabbed one of the monsters in the eye!
She could clearly hear the sound of her eyes popping.

Then it screamed sharply and died.

It seems that the weak point is the eyes, Meng Zhi thought to himself.

This group of strange people actually didn't let her kill a group of monsters whose weaknesses were unclear.

Then she followed the same pattern and started poking her eyes. The monsters on the field died one by one, and her blood-stained prison uniform turned darker red.

"Snapped!"

The headlights on the field came on one by one. The sudden light made Meng Zhi squint her eyes. She looked around. This was not a dark room at all. She was clearly still on the previous training ground!
But there were strange-looking monsters lying on the ground, and their bodies were still bleeding.

The only spectators in the auditorium were prison guards who had previously obtained training qualifications.

There was shock and disbelief in their eyes.

Meng Zhi opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but after thinking about it, he decided that it would be better not to say anything.

Let them misunderstand it.

After a while.

Meng Zhi had a complete set of equipment in his hands, including prison guard clothes and a gun.

The difference is that she has an extra mask.

"You are not an official prison guard. You work at night and are still a prisoner during the day. Remember to wear a mask when working, otherwise you will be so sick that you will want to vomit." The leader said calmly.

Meng Zhi was very positive: "Okay, what should I do at night?"

The leader's eyes flashed with a sharp edge: "Oh, I will come to you."

So conscientious that he actually came to see her in person?

Meng Zhi received a copy of "Reservist Daily".

"You are fine today, but you have to stay in jail and not come out," he acted as a narrator, "or work as a laborer with those weaklings."

Meng Zhi seized this opportunity to explore the new map and said without hesitation: "I will work as a laborer."

Several prison guards did not answer, and the masked prison guards waiting on the side took Meng Zhi away.

There was no cloth covering this time. Meng Zhi put away the clothes and hid the books he borrowed last night with his back to the waiting people.

She took a gamble that no one would do ward rounds today, but now she was a reserve after all, and it was better to be in a uniform than to be hidden in this space with almost no private space.

Then she followed the prison guard to the place where she worked.

"What about those who were injured during training?" Meng Zhi asked coldly while standing in the elevator.

The masked prison guard paused, then replied: "I'll go to the infirmary and then continue training the next day."

"You still have to go there even if you haven't fully recovered?" "That's right."

"Were you a prisoner before?" Meng Zhi asked curiously.

"Stop talking!" He looked back at Meng Zhi. Wearing a devil mask, his expression could not be seen clearly, but from his hurried tone, you could tell that Meng Zhi was right.

Meng Zhi continued thoughtfully: "I know the answer, but don't be so aggressive. We will all be colleagues in the future."

The prison guard couldn't stand standing in the same space with her anymore. He drove Meng Zhi out and went back like the wind.

This is still an underground area, and you can see a corner of the sky when you look up.

Prisoners are assigned to various departments and perform a variety of jobs.

There was a fat man wearing a hard hat waving a whip and patrolling back and forth.

Seeing Meng Zhi coming over, he frowned, and the lines on his forehead were squeezed together as if they were about to hang down from above.

"Then, what...what's going on...over there! Come...get here!"

Meng Zhi raised his eyebrows, walked over, and smiled: "How are you, brother?"

"Okay, okay... what a der! You, why did you come here!"

The fat man's little eyes covered by fat tried to open a little, and then his voice suddenly rose: "Aren't you going to be... used as a punching bag?"

He saw the blue mark on Meng Zhi's forehead.

Meng Zhi replied calmly: "I beat the prison guard as a sandbag and wanted to come here to have some fun."

The fat man put down the whip he held high, then forced out a flattering smile and asked cautiously: "You...are you a prison guard?"

Although she hadn't started working yet, Meng Zhi thought she was already a prison guard, so she nodded calmly. She was obviously wearing prison uniform, but in the eyes of the fat man, she looked more majestic.

"Big, big... Sir! You can look at it as you like!" The fat man hurriedly bent down, but he was short and fat and couldn't squat down at all. He looked funny and funny.

Meng Zhi nodded helpfully and visited the working room with Fatty.

"What do they mainly do?" Meng Zhi asked as he walked.

"Weiwei... keep the prison running," the fat man replied, and then he suddenly cracked the whip and stammered, "No... don't be distracted!"

Meng Zhi looked around and saw that the prisoners inside were slaughtering a humanoid thing in a cage.

It has a human face, but its body is pitch black. The hair on its body is very long. Its claws, which are more than ten centimeters long, claw sharply at the cage. When its mouth is opened, its fangs can be seen.

"This...this is food." The fat man said concisely.

Each working room was sealed with transparent glass, but it was stained with blood.

Because to kill the monster they have to release the monster, or the monster itself might escape.

If the prisoners cannot kill them, they become food for the monsters.

"Inferior people should do... such a job." Fatty said matter-of-factly.

Meng Zhi asked: "Am I an inferior person too?"

The fat man next to him trembled all over his body, and he said tremblingly: "No, no, no... you are a prison guard, so naturally you... get rid of this dirty identity!"

Meng Zhi thought that prisoners were considered inferior here, but at the same time prisoners could achieve a level leap.

"Go check out the next one."

Meng Zhi was incompatible with the prison uniforms here, and quickly attracted the attention of others.

These working people did not dare to let the fat man catch them peeking, and only dared to glance back when they turned around.