[Chapter 226 Prison Travel Notes]

The assassins didn’t need to act rashly, they just dug the canals silently, but they didn’t work very hard, that is, pretending.

The ten prison guards in charge of watching them saw that they were sabotaging, but they did not come up to beat and scold them.

Because Robb has said that using whips and sticks to force prisoners to work is the most stupid and inefficient method, and it doesn’t necessarily have any good results except to make the supervisor sweat out. As long as the prisoners seized a little opportunity, they should be lazy or lazy, and should they slack off or slack off.

What really makes the prisoners work hard are various welfare and commutation measures, and these things don’t need to be told to the prisoners who have just been imprisoned.

While pretending to be working, the thirteen assassins stole their eyes and looked around. They saw that there were prisoners of war working everywhere, some were carrying stones, some were carrying soil, some were carrying barrels of juice, some were carrying They were carrying large baskets of fruit…

Many prisoners of war were left unattended, and there were no prison guards around them.

The leader of the assassins saw Mordara from a distance. The vanguard general was obviously an important person, but no one was looking after him. He was carrying a basket of apples. I took out an apple, stuffed it into my mouth, slammed it, and ate it up in a few bites. I also carefully bit open the apple core, took out the apple seeds, and hid it in my pocket. The apple core was also thrown into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed, and then he continued to carry the basket forward.

The assassin leader couldn’t help laughing and laughing, thinking: The prison guards here are really big, apples are extremely expensive fruits, in our desert kingdom, it is not surprising that nobles start a war over a few apple trees in the Oasis, this kind of sky-high fruit To actually fill a basket full for prisoners of war, and not send anyone to look after it, this is good, it was eaten by Madara.

He couldn’t help scolding in his heart: This guy Radhara is really outrageous, the nobleman of the dignified desert kingdom, whose family has too much gold, actually went to another country to steal fruit, can it be more outrageous? It’s fine if it’s not discovered, and once it’s discovered, it won’t lose all the face of our desert kingdom.

Of course, after scolding, he got a very pleasant piece of information, that is, there is no guard around Magala, and as long as he can get rid of the prison guards who are watching him, he can connect with Magala.

The evening came soon, and the thirteen assassins worked while pondering the surrounding environment. Of course, their work efficiency was not very good, and they only dug out a small section of the canal. Then they heard the bell, a loud bell, echoing over the entire prison.

The moment the bell rang, the entire prison suddenly became lively, and the guys who were still working in silence just now burst into laughter.

Someone actually shouted loudly: “It

‘s time to eat!” “It’s time to let go.”

“Oh! Today is Soybean Milk Day.”

“Yes, I’ve been looking forward to it for several days, haha.”

“Soybean Milk Day is the best I like it.”

“Huangsha! Please give me soy milk day every day.” The

prisoners all smiled happily and gathered in one direction.

The assassins looked blank: “What soy milk day?”

The ten prison guards who were guarding them pointed to the direction where the crowd gathered and said, “You guys should go too, there is a total of one hour for dinner, and you can eat there after you finish your meal. You can move freely in the open space in front of the hall, and someone will blow the whistle after an hour, and you must return to work at that time.” The

assassins said “oh”, although they still didn’t understand the situation, they got another good news, that is, they can One hour of free time, isn’t that cool? It seems that it is not too easy to contact General Madara.

They gathered along with the crowd and found that the ten prison guards really hadn’t followed.

Soon they were among the prisoners of war.

Immediately, two prisoners of war spotted them, turned their heads and asked, “Huh? New here? Not from our vanguard.”

“Yes!” An assassin whispered, “We are spies of the main force. He was also an assassin. He failed to assassinate Robert and was arrested.”

“Huangsha! You actually went to assassinate that guy. It’s amazing.” “It’s still the main force. It’s so fierce as soon as it is shot. Our vanguard army and the skeleton soldiers and Void Walkers that he summoned have a fight and they’re all gone. You can shoot directly at Robert, which is considered a very strong

assassin .” They: “…”

Seeing that these guys are still in the mood to say such sarcastic words with a smile, the assassins can’t help but feel a little unhappy. You have all been arrested and locked in prison to do hard labor. How dare you talk and laugh?

An assassin whispered: “We were held by more than a dozen prison guards to work just now. Are the guards here very strict?”

A prisoner of war replied in a low voice: “It’s okay! As long as you don’t try to escape for several days, They won’t take it seriously.”

“What if you try to escape?” one of the assassins asked.

“Better not.” The prisoner of war showed a wonderful expression on his face, as if he recalled something terrifying, and after a few seconds, he whispered: “I escaped and was put on a ceiling fan. , as someone who has come here, I must advise you, don’t have anything to do with ceiling fans in this life, never.” The

assassins didn’t know what a ceiling fan was, but seeing the expressions of the prisoners of war, they roughly guessed that it should be a very Horrible torture tool.

The prisoners of war of the vanguard said, “In short, let’s observe for a few days. You are assassins, and you are the best at observation. Don’t act rashly.”

After finishing speaking, everyone has poured into the canteen. It is impossible to have a canteen that can accommodate 3,000 people these days. The assassins found that the canteen is divided, and there are only about seven or eight in the area where they work. Hundreds of prisoners of war, the rest should be in other areas.

The Assassin leader looked around, but he didn’t see Madara. It seemed that he was assigned to eat in the cafeteria in another district. It seems that it is impossible to connect to the head while eating. You can only wait for the free time after the meal to talk to him in the open space outside.

“Where to get food?” an assassin asked the prisoner of war next to him.

“Follow me.” The prisoner of war led him to the corner of the cafeteria and took out a plate, which was a very crude iron plate: ”

Take this plate and get the meal at the front window.” Think: What a poor plate, it seems that the food will not be much better, it should be the kind of grade for livestock.

[End of This Chapter]