The prison is gloomy, with dark cells and a group of prisoners who are locked up until death, giving people a feeling of unchanging.

But if you look closely, there are still changes.

In that dark corner, holy little flowers bloomed quietly, dispelling some of the solemn and cold atmosphere.

Sometimes, when they looked back inadvertently and saw Bai Yecao's figure in the darkness, a smile would appear on the faces of the jailers.

They were too depressed in the Black Abyss Prison, and whenever they saw this brilliant vitality, they always felt comfortable in their hearts.

As a promoter of white wild grass, Dafu became well-known and received some goodwill, but his life did not change much and he still spent his time on flowers and plants.

His knowledge of spiritual herbs was also deepening, which he learned from Mr. Chen, whose knowledge was so profound that it was amazing.

In the Black Abyss Prison, he planted other spiritual herbs and they survived, but compared to the white wild grass, they always felt like something was missing.

Apart from him, everyone else has changed.

After experiencing the baptism of Chen Sheng, Taoist Dapeng's spiritual heart became a little strange. He no longer felt resentful and even had a kind of admiration and fear for Chen Sheng.

Perhaps, if you want to subdue such people, verbal reasoning is useless. You have to crush them with real force to truly gain their respect.

Cai Rong once said that if Chen Sheng did not change his temper and abide by the three survival rules of the Abyss Prison, he would suffer misfortune.

Later, he ate up these words.

Mr. Chen has lived a good life over the years, and he has also understood what Lao Changtou said: some people are different.

Most people can only live a good life by abiding by the rules, but a small number of people can make the rules circumvent them and live freely and unrestrainedly.

In his opinion, Mr. Chen was just that kind of person.

Wang Xian is still the same as before, obsessed with intelligence. Despite his young age, he does not feel annoyed at all while staying in the Black Abyss Prison. Instead, he feels as comfortable as a fish in water.

"Eight years..."

Mr. Chen lay on the armchair, mumbling something to himself. He glanced at the Black Abyss Prison and no longer felt unfamiliar to him.

Over the years, he has felt very comfortable in Area A11. The people here are all very nice. Although they are in the dark, their hearts are still pure and there is no intrigue.

Of course, the prisoners are an exception. They are a bunch of immortal scum, and the cunning of each of them combined is heavier than that of a cow.

He had come into contact with several people and was able to escape unscathed every time. Gradually, he began to gain some weight in the hearts of the prisoners in Area A11.

As a result, they became more and more interested in him, and more and more calculations fell on him.

He could guess what the other person was thinking. In this cold prison, losing his freedom was almost like being dead. Life was completely boring.

The prisoners didn't care about life or death, and even regarded the Black Abyss Prison as a game. He, the jailer, was a key game character, and destroying him gave them a sense of accomplishment.

The only exception was Taoist Dapeng. Perhaps he wanted to let the prisoners understand that he fell because Chen Sheng was too strong, not because he was too weak.

He stood on Chen Sheng's side and turned around to confront the prisoners, trying to find a higher sense of existence.

Every time this happened, Mr. Chen would have a strong sense of disconnection. This scene was too absurd, ridiculous and funny.

His eyes turned and he saw an old figure. It was Lao Changtou, the prison boss of Area A11. He was the first person he met in the Black Abyss Prison who showed kindness to Shi Ran.

Compared to eight years ago, he has aged a lot, and even from a distance, one can sense his aging.

"Before you came, I didn't feel old, but now looking back, I know that I am really old."

Old Changtou also noticed it. His emotions were very complicated. He sighed, but mostly he accepted it calmly.

He said to Mr. Chen, "I plan to retire and let my grandson take over my job."

It is rare for the jailer of Black Abyss Prison to be passed down from generation to generation, but since many of the prisoners have shown how ferocious they are, there are rarely any old jailers who would let their descendants take over.

The death rate of new jailers is ridiculously high. If there are other ways, forget it.

Originally, he thought so too, but the appearance of Mr. Chen made him change his mind and decided to send his grandson over.

"This... is not bad. I can't spend my whole life in the Black Abyss Prison."

Mr. Chen was a little reluctant, but he knew that Lao Changtou's decision was right. The Black Abyss Prison was too dark, and it was better to be outside, where he could experience the last bright life.

"I have recommended you to the higher-ups as the new prison boss of Area A11."

Old Changtou was very kind to Chen Sheng. Before leaving, he arranged for him to become a prison boss and said, "In theory, there should be no problem."

He is very optimistic about Mr. Chen and thinks this young man can go very far.

Although the power of the prison boss is very small, it is still a help. It makes it convenient for Chen Sheng to do things in District A11 and talk with prison bosses in other areas without being inferior to others.

"I don't have much pursuit for power."

Mr. Chen once had many things, but he lost them all, some actively and some passively.

He has become indifferent to power and only hopes that people like Lao Changtou can exist safely and have everything go smoothly.

"The more capable you are, the more work you will do. You are the most suitable person for this."

Old Chang smiled but did not change his mind. He believed that Chen's character and ability would allow him to better manage Area A11 and protect those law-abiding prison guards.

Two days later.

Chen Sheng was appointed as the head of the Jiashiyi prison.

"The handover is complete and the curtain is completely closed."

Old Chang said casually.

A new prison boss has appeared in Area A11, and it is time for him, the old prison boss, to retreat.

"Old Changtou, you left too abruptly."

In Wang Xian's opinion, Lao Changtou is somewhat of a legend. He was able to survive in the Black Abyss Prison and retire, so his state of mind was absolutely first-class.

The sudden passing of such an outstanding predecessor can’t help but make people feel the passage of time.

"To be honest, I am a little reluctant to leave. When I first entered the Black Abyss Prison, it was thanks to your advice and insight into the survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison that I was able to survive."

Cai Rong is a very rigid person, and he does things in a methodical manner, but when it comes to Lao Changtou's departure, his true feelings are revealed, and he seems reluctant to let him go.

Lao Changtou was his instructor in the Black Abyss Prison.

It was also by learning from this predecessor that he was able to get through the most difficult years.

"Meetings and separations are inevitable, that's just how life is."

Old Chang was touched. Although the Black Abyss Prison was not a good place, he had some feelings for it after staying there for a long time. However, he had to leave as he was old.

"Goodbye, everyone."

He called out, turned around and walked away. The long corridor was very dark, and with every step he took, some memories would emerge in his mind.

There are so many things that I had forgotten, but when I left, they came flooding back like the tide.

Young people are active, imaginative and dreamy, young people accept the reality when their dreams are shattered, middle-aged people are calm and indifferent, and old people accept everything.

The corridor is long, but it has an end.

The moment he walked out of the Black Abyss Prison, the sunlight shone on his body. His old age was visible to the naked eye. His body was hunched and his hair was white. He really had wasted his entire life in there.

"goodbye."

The wind and frost of time take their toll on the aging body, like a rotten wood; there is no need to be surprised when it falls down.

Da Fu and others also stood behind and watched Lao Changtou leave. It seemed as if they saw their future selves. They felt complicated and mostly sent blessings.

…

"Didn't Old Chang say that he would let his grandson come here to be the jailer?"

A few days after Old Chang left, Wang Xian still missed him a little, but there was no way that person would come back, so he could only place his thoughts on Little Chang.

"Maybe he's still teaching us how to survive in the Black Abyss Prison."

Da Fu was well aware of the horrors of the Black Abyss Prison, and the mortality rate was the highest among new jailers.

As long as Xiao Chang is the real grandson, then Old Chang, who has survived in the Black Abyss Prison until retirement, will certainly chatter on and on and pass on his years of survival knowledge.

"For Old Chang's sake, we have to give him a hand."

Cai Rong reminded.

"The premise is to listen to advice."

No one refuted that Old Changtou was a good person and had accumulated many favors to benefit the younger generation.

But that’s all it has to go on. If Xiao Chang commits suicide, there’s nothing they can do to save him.

As he was speaking, a young man walked through the long corridor. All he saw was darkness and dangerous prisoners. He was a little nervous, but still maintained basic composure.

Finally, he arrived at Area A11 and met the jailer there. He greeted him politely.

"My dear seniors, I am the grandson of Old Changtou. I will be the jailer of Area A11 in the future. Please take good care of me."

Chang Silu knew in his heart that the Black Abyss Prison was very dangerous. Only with support and help from others could he avoid being caught in a dilemma and falling into danger.

Compared with other newcomers, he is extremely lucky. With the foundation laid by his grandfather, he will not suffer too much.

"No problem."

When Da Fu saw Chang Silu, he vaguely saw some of the old Changtou's appearance in the other's face, and he unconsciously felt a sense of care for him.

"The three survival rules of Black Prison, strictly abide by them, and you will not die."

Cai Rong still had that serious look on his face, rarely showing his true feelings. He had previously reminded everyone to take good care of Chang Silu, but when he saw the real person, he became stiff again.

"Those prisoners cannot be contacted."

Wang Xian nodded. He knew a lot of things, but the more he understood, the more he felt that the prisoners in the Black Abyss Prison were extremely terrifying and should not be provoked.

"I understand these rules, don't worry."

Chang Silu agreed to all of them. During this period of time, his brain was instilled with a lot of knowledge about survival in the Black Abyss Prison.

Before leaving this morning, my grandfather was still muttering to himself, and he seemed to be feeling a kind of happy worry.

After meeting and greeting each other, everyone dispersed. Even if he was taking care of the child, it would not be like teaching a three-year-old child, lecture him face to face. It was more about giving pointers and letting the child understand on his own.

Chang Silu knew that life in the Black Abyss Prison was quite leisurely and he could do whatever he wanted as long as he didn't mess around.

He stood at the side, observing Area A11, and then saw a man. He was very calm in such an environment, with a white flower growing beside him and his back facing the sunlight from the window. He looked clear and bright, as if he was in the holy land of Hell.

All at once, he knew who this person was.

"Brother Chen, Grandpa has told me to listen to you in everything. From now on, I will stay by your side and listen to you."

Chang Silu walked over, somewhat respectfully. This was what his grandfather had instructed him to do. It was very dangerous in the Black Abyss Prison, and since he was not a very powerful person, the best thing to do was to follow someone who was.

Fortunately, there is such a powerful person in District A11, and he has a good relationship with my grandfather.

"The Black Abyss Prison is very dangerous, but don't do anything out of the ordinary. God will protect you."

Mr. Chen had a good impression of Chang Silu. He knew how to respect others and was polite. He might be a little immature, but that was his nature and he could not be blamed.

Old Changtou is a kind man, and it seems that his grandson will not die in the Black Abyss Prison.

"How can it be out of line? I am a jailer passed down from my family, and I will definitely abide by the rules."

Chang Silv said quickly.

Only the ignorant can be fearless. As a jailer passed down from generation to generation, he deeply knows the horror of the Black Abyss Prison. There are man-eating monsters hiding everywhere, so one cannot act recklessly.

"Um."

Chen Sheng could see that Chang Silv was indeed well prepared, and he asked according to some convention, "What are the three major survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison?"

When he first entered the Black Abyss Prison, Old Changtou told him about the three major survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison. Now that he saw the other party's grandson, he talked about it again, and he had a feeling that cause and effect were intertwined.

"Don't be greedy! Don't be curious! Don't be merciful!"

I often think and respond without thinking.

He has memorized the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison since he was a child, and they are almost ingrained in his bones.

"Knowing does not mean you can do it. No matter what you have in mind, watch, listen and ask more during this period, but don't do too much. Digest the knowledge in your mind and you will be safe."

There were many suggestions in Chen Sheng's words. Chang Silu knew a lot of knowledge about the Black Abyss Prison, but these things had not been put into practice, and there was still a layer of separation.

Only when time passes and what you have seen and learned is verified, can you be said to have truly understood.

"I will."

Always think about the obedient response.

Somehow, when he faced Mr. Chen, he felt as if he was facing his grandfather. The sophistication and wisdom accumulated over the years were convincing.

The next period of time.

Chang Siliu strictly implemented Chen Sheng's instructions, watching more, listening more, asking more, and not doing more.

Even Cai Rong, the model jailer of the Black Abyss Prison, could not find any fault with him, thus gaining recognition from everyone and completely integrating into the jailer group of Area A11.

After receiving the recognition, Chang Silu suddenly relaxed. Only then did he realize that the life of a jailer in the Black Abyss Prison was really leisurely.

The unchanging prison cells, the almost impossible chance of a prisoner escaping, and the darkness that is so dark that one cannot see the bottom of the sky, all magnify this idleness to a state of emptiness.

He watched the lives of other seniors.

Daifuku studies the art of flowers and plants.

I hope you can ask around.

Cai Rongxin was like a block of iron and just took it head-on.

He decided that he had to find something to do, but it seemed that there was nothing to do.

"Go find Mr. Chen."

This is what his grandfather said: if you are unsure about something, you can ask Mr. Chen.

(End of this chapter)