Spellmaster’s Manual

2021-06-07

  Chapter 31 All Orphans   Broken Lake Prison Restaurant.

Perhaps because it was so early today, Ash found that the entire restaurant was filled with prisoners who came for breakfast, and a little closer inspection opened his eyes: In addition to humans, orcs, and goblins, there are many other species in the prison. , crawling on the ground, with two horns, with four hands...

Ash even saw a very naked woman with hooves and furry ears. what race. This can not help but make him have a strong interest and wonderful fantasy about the health care industry in this world.

He's not Furuicon, but...

"Are you begging?"

Aunt's soul in the restaurant asked Ash's gaze back.

Ash ordered a few servings that could fill his stomach, and saw the strange food that was 'limited to one per person' at the window, which looked very tempting.

“Aunt what is this?”

“The famous seafood lala fat, seasonal delicacies, the production is very small.” Aunt said: “If you are late, it will be gone. "

"Okay, bring me..."

"Five for me!"

Next to a shouted hit in a low, muffled voice After breaking Ash's words, he turned his head and saw that a green-skinned orc was cooking rice, and Aunt opposite him took all the remaining five seafood lala fats and poured them into his huge rice bowl. .

"Huh? This? Why does it take five?"

Ash was stunned.

"It's an orc." Aunt said as it should be by rights.

"Why do orcs get five?"

"Orcs can get five, always."

"It took I don't have to eat five servings, how can I do this—"

Ash's words suddenly stuck in his throat, a light curtain popped up, and a series of red warnings filled his field of vision:    "Warning: You're trying to say something racist! It's a no-no! Racial equality is number one in Blood Moon Country! Beware!"

I'd say the orcs eat too much too It's racism! ?

Ash frantically took the plate to find a seat, and found that it was full of seats, and finally found a vacant seat, but found a blue-skinned monster with a particularly big butt sitting next to it, looking more than an orc. To be vicious, I sat directly in two positions.

In the previous life, Ash would definitely turn around and leave, but this is Broken Lake Prison, and the other party can't be rough with him at all, so Ash walks over with arrogance.

"Hey, you've taken up two seats, let's go."

The blue-skinned monster, who was cooking rice with his hands, turned his head and glanced at him, then lowered his head to eat again .

"I'm ogre."

"Oh, and then? You're ogre and can't take two positions—"

"Warning: you Trying to say something racist! It's forbidden! In Blood Moon Country, racial equality is the number one rule! Be careful!"

Is it racist to say your butt takes up two places?   Ash wanted to explode, but couldn't because his words got stuck in his throat. He wanted to pour the dinner plate directly over, but unfortunately he couldn't because his hand froze.

Under the control of the back-neck chip, every prisoner is the most loyal follower of the law. As long as they do not violate any legal morality, they have the greatest freedom, but as long as they touch the legal and moral boundary, even a word, a glance, and an invisible shackle will bind them tightly.

Suddenly his shoulder was tapped, and a brawny man next to him raised his plate and motioned for Ash to sit in this position.

Ash thanked him and found that this brawny man looked familiar, as if he had seen it in the Deathmatch Club yesterday.

"Desmond." He introduced himself, and glanced at the ogre and the goblins at the same table with disgust, "I'm going to the Deathmatch Club first, if there is a chance, come with me too One game."

Hearing that they belonged to the Deathmatch Club, the others looked up at them and moved their butts a little further. Ash sat down, listening to the sound of ogre chewing like a tractor next to him, watching the opposite goblin squatting on the chair eating crumbs everywhere, a strong desire to escape grew in his heart.

It's not the same as breaking out because he knew he would die if he stayed, and escaped because he hated the environment.

The last time he felt this way was when he met a stupid boss during his internship. If the colleague is a fool, he can still resist and manipulate; but if the boss is a fool, he can't do anything but endure it, and he can't even resist verbally.

He can be wronged and endure hardship, because patience is for the sake of not having to endure in the future.

But if the boss is a fool, it means that you have to endure it all the time, so what kind of work is there? Wherever you go to work overtime is not overtime, just say goodbye, and the next boss will be better.

The situation is much worse now than the boss is stupid - the whole environment is stupid.

You are obviously angry, but you can't say anything; you want to resist, but your body doesn't listen to you.

Ash suddenly had a clear comprehension.

He thought Broken Lake Prison was really treating prisoners well.

But in fact, keeping such a group of detested death row prisoners together, not allowing any overstepping action between them, let them scrambling to create value for the prison in order to escape the Blood Moon Trial, in fact, It's a mental retardation.

Quiet their anger.

destroy their hopes.

Destroy their courage.

Destroy their spines.

The seeds of despair, suffocation, regret, fear, etc. will take root and sprout in their bodies, until they are broken into pieces, crazily collapsed, and appear on the Blood Moon Trial as a 'perfect perpetrator', Meet the tragic ending they deserve.

Ash can also understand why there are so many people in the Deathmatch Club.

It is the only place where death row inmates can vent, the only dog ​​hole in this prison where they can temporarily breathe fresh air.

Equivalent to a garbage collector.

It's just interesting that Ash, who can't stand the environment, is garbage, and the restless death row inmates next to him are the model inmates of this prison.

After finishing the meal quickly, Ash also hurried to the place where the garbage should go.

There is no ongoing deathmatch in the Deathmatch Club, it is bright inside, and Ash can see Ronald lying in his boyfriend's arms from a distance.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ash always feels that his boyfriend seems to be a little thinner than yesterday.

Isn't it true that Ronald was the one who squeezed the others out?

"Ash." Ronald raised his hand in greeting: "It's so early, have you just finished breakfast? Do you want to digest first, anyway, Varkas hasn't come yet."

Ash nods, finds a place to sit down, and someone sits next to him immediately.

"Schilling ·Dole."

"Who?"

Ash looked towards Igor next to him, a little wary in his eyes.

Igor raised his eyebrows: "You don't have to be nervous, I'm not interested in inviting you to a death fight - I won't take part in any uncertain battle, and I won't waste it for something worthless like face. Time. If you agree to bet you must accept to lose, I am convinced."

"You have a dirty heart for playing tactics like this, I can't trust you."

"Then Let's get rid of the useless prelude and go straight to the oldest interaction among humans—"

"Mating?"

"Deal, deal!" Igor said clearly as if thinking Biting the word and bleeding: "You answer a question for me, and I answer a question for you."

"I have no questions to ask you."

"Really? You want to know Why did that elf in Varkas take the initiative to challenge you?"

elf?

Ash was a little surprised, but didn't show it on his face.

"Well, I'm a little curious, but how do I know you won't lie."

"I don't know if you'll lie to me." Igor said with a smile: "We're all taking the same risk."

"So what's the point of this deal?"

"Because I'm confident I can tell if you're lying, Even if you lie, I can guess the truth. You can also—"

"I can't." Ash shook his head: "I don't read much, so you're going to lie to me."

"I can't." Ash shook his head. p>

Igor was choked, it seemed that it was the first time he had seen such a self-aware person.

After a moment of silence, he said helplessly: "Then I will tell you the news directly. You can judge whether the news is valuable or not. If so, please answer my question, okay?"

This tone of grievance is like a Sichuanese who promised to make a mandarin duck pot... Ash thought for a while, and felt that he should not be able to suffer and be fooled, so he nodded.

“Varkas Ur was previously a research scholar at Kaimon Comprehensive University and was jailed for allegedly stealing important patented technologies, raising children privately and killing colleagues. Because of his elf status, he is the only one not in The criminal who participated in the Blood Moon Trial in the month of imprisonment, spent five years in prison, and never participated in a Blood Moon Trial.”

Ash sighed, he remembered Ronald said that every death row inmate must participate in the first Blood Moon Trial. A Blood Moon Trial, which is called 'going through the motions' in prison, is only qualified to create value in Broken Lake Prison if it is passed, and only qualified to become fertilizer if it cannot be passed.

"Why did he escape the Blood Moon Trial? Because of his elf status? Isn't it said that racial equality is the first rule of Blood Moon Country?"

"Racial equality is of course Rule number one."

Igor has an unfathomable smile on his face.

"But some races are more equal than others."

Sure enough, equality is a horizon, it exists everywhere, but it can't be reached anywhere... Ash has no regrets about it. , after all, he just came here, and he doesn't know much about how 'racial equality' is implemented here.

"Then why did he challenge me?"

"It starts with the crimes he committed. Although stealing patented technology and killing colleagues are felonies, they are not As for sending him to Broken Lake Prison, his crime that really caused the wrath of the upper echelons was that he raised the child privately!"

Ash looked bewildered.

What the hell?

“Why is child rearing the worst crime?”

“Because no, no one can take care of a child.”

Ash became more and more Confused.

"No one is raising children, so you...then how did we grow up?"

"We all grew up in foster care." Igor tightly Frowning: "Socialized parenting is the basic national policy of Blood Moon Country. Are you asking this kind of question to find fault?"

Socialized parenting?    Ash understood the unfamiliar word as best he could, "You mean, we are all raised by the state, everyone is..."

He wanted to say 'parentless orphans' , but the words stopped at the mouth.

It wasn't the chip that stopped him this time.

But Ash couldn't find the vocabulary at all.

He tried his best to search Heath's head, but found that there is no word like 'father' or 'mother' in Heath's native language dictionary! The only thing that can be related in any way is the word 'guardian'!

There is no stronger evidence than this.

The absence of the word 'parent' is proof enough that neither of these two characters exist in Blood Moon Country's social relationships!

Wait, the socially raised orphan, the chip on the back of the neck that can control everyone's words and deeds...

Ash suddenly felt a little fear of the world outside the prison.

What kind of world did I travel to!

(End of this chapter)