Chapter 84

——The warden did it on purpose.

They deliberately let this low-level and insignificant prisoner in Isvetri paint his non-existent ugly side, insult him and deliberately provoke him.

"……Oh."

You are so capable...Mr. Warden.

As soon as the man realized this, his aura suddenly dropped, becoming cold and filled with endless malice.

He looked at the girl whose eyes were pure and filled with desire for painting and art, and who was wholeheartedly wanting to paint this scene, and suddenly smiled softly.

Look, what a precious little lamb in this prison. I'm afraid he's only here because of his talent?

So pitiful, and... so easy to deceive.

Tong'en's gaze indeed shifted to him.

The human-shaped disaster wanted to make the red-haired man "harmonious", so she would pay attention to his every move. It was natural that his sudden and unusual behavior would attract her attention.

The handsome red-haired man had long hair that looked like a burning flame. His powerful strength allowed him to forcibly create an absolute vacuum zone between himself and the others, so that even though those people were in a state of near-annihilation of their minds, they dared not invade in the slightest.

Even in a dirty and filthy environment, he seemed to have a spotlight effect and could easily attract all the attention of others.

The coldness and cruelty in Yalong's eyes were not concealed at all, and his evil was clear. He waved to the girl who had come to him like a puppy, and said with a vicious smile:

"Come here and I'll tell you how to draw it more interestingly."

Tong En decisively refused: "I can draw well, red hair. You can't help me."

The man didn't seem annoyed at being called "red-haired". He still wore that annoying smile and said meaningfully:

"Just listening to other people's opinions, what's the harm? Besides, look—I'm muzzled, handcuffed, and shackled. All the places where I could hurt you are restricted. There's also an iron cage between us. What do you have to be afraid of?"

——But what is the truth?

The fact is, as a prisoner at the top of Eastwood's power pyramid, he could easily kill this weak "artist" in front of the cage when she couldn't react at all.

Want to draw him?

He kills every one that comes.

The red-haired man smiled happily, the curve of his lips full of malice, but he seemed to be sure that Tong En couldn't see it at all, as if he was unscrupulous: "What are you afraid of, girl?"

Tong En seemed a little confused and retorted, "I'm not afraid."

Yaron: "You can prove that you are not afraid by coming here."

Tong En: "Why should I go there?"

Yalong: “…”

Yaron: "Because I have something to tell you—something that will help you paint better."

Tong En: “No, I can draw very well.”

Tong En: "Don't bother me. From now on, I will pretend you don't exist. I mean what I say."

Yalong: “…”

His expression twisted for a moment, becoming even darker.

In the monitoring room, Ben watched this scene, a subtle expression showing beneath his mask: "...I was worried before that 2265 would provide 2271 with an opportunity. Now it seems that I was worrying too much."

For criminals like this, handcuffs and leg irons wouldn't be enough to restrain them. Ben dared to guarantee that if 2271 wanted to, he could remove them at any time. And once his hands and feet were free, the muzzle wouldn't be a problem with his strength.

What's more, the devices arranged for him by the warden at that time were the most common restraints, the kind that any prisoner in this prison would disdain if they encountered them.

At that time, he didn't quite understand what the warden was going to do, but now after seeing this scene, he completely understood.

Ben felt that he had understood everything.

For a prisoner like 2271, bleeding, injury, and even death would not make him bat an eyelid. However, the warden gave him handcuffs and leg irons that he could easily break free from, and brought the "prey" that he thought was in his pocket right to his hands, letting him feel that everything was right before his eyes, and then let him slowly come to his senses.

This method is simply too vicious.

If this guy hadn't been one of the most annoying thorns in Isvetri, Ben would have been willing to sympathize with him for a moment.

And this Tong En——

After her talent was restrained by Iswit, there was nothing else about her that could attract attention except her appearance. She was quiet and didn't cause any trouble. Most of the time, she stayed peacefully in her cell. Moreover, because her cell was right next to the big sister 2198 in the female prisoner area, she had never been persecuted or harassed from the beginning to now.

She didn't even do any labor because she was severely lacking in blood. If the prison guards hadn't remembered her occasionally, she might have died without anyone noticing, let alone using her strength to cover the expenses of running the prison.

But the warden actually remembered her right after dealing with Aaron. It seemed that he had planned this series of traps when he ordered Aaron to be handcuffed.

The warden knew exactly what would happen when Tong'en met Yalong and had already anticipated it.

From destroying the health system, to locking Yalong in a solitary cell with a dozen men, using his own talent to harm himself, to letting Tong'en, who was extremely talented in painting, draw his miserable state that he had never experienced before for people to ridicule, and finally letting Yalong find out that even though he had a million ways to kill Tong'en, she would not listen and would not move forward no matter what.

This feeling is enough to make one vomit blood.

When Ben came to his senses, his back was covered with a thin layer of cold sweat.

When those joking decisions are carefully interpreted and connected together, one can find a series of extremely meticulous and targeted calculations beneath the warden's careless words.

To him, these seemed to be things that could be easily picked up. It only took a moment to perfect them, and he didn't need to think much at all.

Ben once again confirmed that the feeling of being stunned and unable to move when he first saw the warden because of his intuitive perception of something was not an illusion.

This young patriarch was far more terrifying than he had imagined.

"Eastwood provides them with food, clothing and shelter, yet they still want to cause trouble for Eastwood. This is totally inappropriate."

The black-haired warden looked at the scene on the surveillance screen powered by his talent, his voice calm and flat, "He should be made to realize that this is not his playground, and he is not the master here."

When Ban heard this, he subconsciously lowered his head.

——Seeing the young man with long black hair sitting in the office chair without any emotion, his hat placed neatly beside his hand, his blue eyes were like polar glaciers. The coldness was secondary, the most terrifying thing was the rationality and desolation in his eyes that were not at all like those of a human being.

Even the cold light of the silver cross was particularly suitable for him.

The black-haired young man continued the previous sentence calmly, saying neither slowly nor slowly:

"There has always been only one master of Eastwood."

…

…

The warden's work for the day was temporarily over, so he left the office and returned to his private territory, the Tower of Babel.

In other words, he actually didn't care much about this job, and he dealt with these prisoners more casually.

The black-haired young man casually loosened his collar, hung his hat and cloak on the hanger, then pulled out a chair and sat down, slowly flipping through his wordless book.

The comics have been updated.

As the battle on the protagonist's side becomes more intense, there are more things to draw. Just based on what happened in the past few days, plus the change of perspective, it is enough to draw one chapter.

The ending of the previous chapter of the comic was a scene of Christine falling. This picture immediately dominated the forum, and nine out of ten posts were discussing Christine's face and the falling picture.

That shot was directly promoted to a masterpiece by Kristen's role, and various editing and video handwriting of "Absolute Gift" also added a must-cut shot. Even people who didn't watch "Absolute Gift" searched for keywords out of curiosity because of this picture, and then a large number of people were hooked because of it.

The debate on the forum finally came to a conclusion.

Readers agree that Christine is not dead.

Whether it was César or Christine, their exits were too sudden, and there were still mysteries surrounding them. However, at that time, the result of César's death was too obvious, so not many people questioned it. Now that the same situation has happened to Christine, they have begun to doubt it.

Christine also carries an unknown plot that should have been drawn.

But now he has withdrawn.

More importantly, he and César have the same face.

- So, can we assume that César is not dead at all, and he is Christine, or even that he is not just a protagonist, but has something to do with the villain?

Because of this speculation, the forum went completely crazy.

[A beautiful, strong, tragic, and intelligent woman trapped in darkness, longing for redemption! Is she dancing on my XP?!]

[Fuck, things are getting weird. Ze Shen doesn't have his own reasons, right? Woohoo, I finally understand how he felt when he said, "You won't understand my sadness." Woohoo, this is so hurtful.]

[Right... My friend is right in front of me, yet I can't recognize him. I clearly don't want to hurt him, yet I keep stabbing him in the heart...]

[Xia Bao, quickly deal with the Federation and go to Eastwood Prison to take your friends away!]

[Damn it, I'm hooked...! As expected, ever since I fell in love with a tough, beautiful, and tragic male character from childhood, who was initially a villain and then switched sides, I should have anticipated my XP.]

[The previous code is Shanxyao? ]

[I knew it, Ze Shen will still be Ze Shen]

[I also think it's one person, so that everything can be connected. On the contrary, the Gemini theory is untenable in many places.]

But he's not a simple person either. Look at this [picture] and this [picture], it doesn't seem like the reaction of someone who knows everything and is emotionally normal. Maybe there's something fishy going on.

[…Wait, agent, priesthood, talent. Absolutely rational.]

[Hiss…!!]

[Don't play dumb, what did you think of? ]

[Honestly, based on my experience reading countless articles, do you think that this configuration and direction seem like there is a mastermind behind the scenes, who wants to gradually turn Ze Shen into a "god" without emotions or memories?]

[——Or, God's container.]