Chapter 205 It’s not about who dies first and who dies later, but who dies and who lives?
It's not Prison Guard Feng, don't be silent all of a sudden, if you don't speak, we will be panicked! The prisoners looked at Feng Mu eagerly, feeling that their bodies were overlapping with the corpses that were constantly glued together in his hands.
Feng Mu felt very embarrassed. They all called him a good man, and he really couldn't bear to tell them the truth that would hurt them.
"Prison Guard Feng, does your silence mean you agree?" a prisoner asked unwillingly.
Feng Mu glued the last piece of debris together before looking at the latter who asked the question. The prisoner's face looked even paler than the corpse in his hand.
He couldn't bear it and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, you may not die soon. It depends on how much balance is left in your account."
Feng Mu paused and asked, "So, do you still have a large balance in your prison account?"
The prisoner shook his head stiffly.
Feng Mu: "Then you may have to find a way to transfer some money into your account, or ask your relatives outside to deposit some money for you. This would be better."
The prisoner's face was as pale as paper. He said miserably, "We collected it last week, and we collected it again this week. We even charged double the money. If it keeps going like this, when will it end?"
The prisoner next to him answered for Feng Mu: "When we are completely drained and beaten to death like Hou Lao San, it will be the end."
The atmosphere in the cell was so heavy that it was suffocating, as if even the air had frozen.
Feng Mu felt that the situation was about right, so he forced a smile and said, "Don't be too desperate. Maybe the prison policy will change after a while. You still have to have hope for life."
The prisoner who spoke the truth seemed to have no money left in his account. He sneered and said, "Prison Guard Feng, don't fool us. We have been in this prison longer than you. This prison used to be notorious for being greedy for money. Today I heard that they have implemented a [last-in-last-out system]. They really want to suck our muscles, skin us, and squeeze every last drop of money out of us. They won't leave us any chance to survive."
Feng Mu frowned slightly, then stood up and said through gritted teeth: "I didn't lie to you. Although I'm just a new prison guard, I can't help you with anything. I can only let you die with dignity, but..."
Feng Mu turned his head to look at Wang Cong, pushed Wang Cong in front of everyone, and said: "But, I believe he will change your terrible living environment."
The prisoners looked at Wang Cong in astonishment.
They naturally recognized this person, as he was the prison guard who had worked the most night shifts in the past six months.
The prisoners were all shrewd people and could naturally see that Wang Cong was being ostracized and bullied by his colleagues. How could they believe that such an oppressed prison guard could change their current situation?
Wang Cong walked out with a slightly stiff expression, took a deep breath, looked at the prisoners, and imitated Feng Mu's patience and compassion when he spoke, and said:
"Yes, what you said just now is right. Your future situation will only get worse and worse until you all die."
After saying this, Wang Cong ignored the desperate looks of several prisoners and repeated to the other prisoners the rules of the [last-in-first-out system] that he had explained to Feng Mu in the afternoon.
Although the prisoners had heard the news, they did not know the whole story.
At this moment, Wang Cong explained the rules of the [last-place elimination system] one by one. Every word hit their hearts like a heavy hammer, making the prisoners' hearts sink to the bottom.
Wang Cong didn't care about the prisoners' mood. He just followed Feng Mu's instructions and continued to stimulate the prisoners with the most real and bloody words.
He said: "Today is only the first day of the [last-in-first-out system], and the prison guards are still very restrained, but when the specific rankings are announced next Monday, those prison wards at the bottom, from top to bottom, will go really crazy."
He added: "And once this madness starts, if you don't want to be at the bottom, you have to escalate it more and more. This is an endless race. Every week, the survival money you need to pay will double."
He concluded by saying: “You may be able to afford it in the first week, but in the second week, you will have to pay double the survival allowance. In the third week, the amount will double again.”
"And the money in your account will only keep shrinking until it suddenly reaches zero one day. Then, you will all become piles of corpses in the end. The only difference is just a few weeks earlier or later."
As Wang Cong spoke, his hand slowly slid towards the electric baton at his waist. He felt that these prisoners had been stimulated and were burning with anger, and murderous intent was already bursting from their eyes.
It seemed as if in the next second, anger would overwhelm their long-tamed fear and rush up to tear them to pieces.
Wang Cong's voice suddenly rose, and he said hurriedly: "Unless you refuse to pay the money from the beginning."
At the same time, Feng Mu also walked to Wang Cong's side. His face lost its usual warmth, replaced by a rare indifference and severity, and his voice was cold and murderous:
"That's right. If you want to survive, you must not give in and submit to the prison this time. You must never, ever, ever set such a bad example."
The fire in the prisoners' eyes was frozen. They stared at Feng Mu and Wang Cong in astonishment, with their attention focused more on Feng Mu's face.
Even though Feng Mu kept saying that Wang Cong was the one who could change their current situation, for some reason, deep down in their hearts, they instinctively believed that Feng Mu was the more powerful and more convincing one.
"What's the meaning?"
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"But if we don't pay, the prison guards who collect the money will beat us to death."
The prisoners in the room asked in panic, talking at once.
Feng Mu was not in a hurry. He waited patiently for the prisoners before he said in a deep voice:
"Paying money is like cutting your flesh with a blunt knife. You will be tortured to death piece by piece. And once the first person pays, the others will be unable to hold back and will eventually be cut into pieces together. It's the same as committing suicide en masse. I don't need to explain the reasoning behind this in detail."
It is hard to say whether the prisoners who are able to enter prison have high academic qualifications, and I don’t know whether they have a high level of cultural literacy, but their understanding of human nature, especially the "evil" side, is at least above the passing level.
They understood the scene described in Feng Mu's words.
Seeing that they agreed with his reasoning, Feng Mu continued, "As for the fact that you may be beaten to death if you don't pay, this is indeed a cruel fact before you."
The prisoners looked at Feng Mu with hope, hoping that he could come up with a solution.
Feng Mu shook his head and said in a tone that chilled people to the bone: "There is no way to do this, because if you want to live, someone has to die. But the former is a collective death, it is nothing more than a matter of who dies first and who dies later, while the latter is a matter of drawing lots, it is a matter of who lives and who dies."
Feng Mu paused slightly, giving the prisoners some time to slowly digest the heavy meaning of his words.
After their expressions changed from astonishment to contemplation, he slowly opened his mouth and continued, "Those who don't pay and resist being beaten to death by the prison guards are unlucky, but as long as they resist a few times in a row and some people die and survive, then the rest of you can survive."
Feng Mu's face was cold and murderous. His eyes showed his usual compassion and tenderness. His voice became deep and emotional. "It is impossible to fight against the misfortune brought by fate without paying any price. Using the sacrifice of a few people in exchange for the chance for the majority to survive, I think this is the most fair and best result worth accepting, no matter for the dead or the survivors."
(End of this chapter)
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