For the first two days, Ning Hong could tolerate it and didn't eat anything. But what if there were surveillance cameras?
Even if he has exceptional combat skills, he is no match for those technological means.
But starting from the third day, he couldn't take it anymore.
For Ning Hongze, this loneliness and emptiness were nothing to her.
Such torment is nothing at all?
In the cultivation world, a period of seclusion can last for decades.
He could easily cultivate himself with his eyes closed.
But he's still just an ordinary person; he hasn't even practiced fasting yet, so he'll still feel hungry. If he didn't eat or drink for seven days, he'd definitely kick the bucket.
However, he endured it for two days and two nights, and on the third day, he finally couldn't resist taking out a piece of bread to eat and also drinking a can of juice.
On the fourth day, Ning Hong took out a small flashlight from her pocket.
They searched the entire solitary confinement cell but found no cameras. That evening, he was treated to a good meal.
He had previously stored the cooked food in his spatial storage space so that he could still have a hot meal in times like this.
The same thing happened on the fifth and sixth days.
Until the evening of the seventh day.
While Ning Hong was leaning against the corner of the wall, pretending to doze off, she heard the sound of someone unlocking the door.
As soon as the door opened, the outside light shone in.
Is he dead?
"He should be dead, right?"
They haven't been given food or water for so many days, they must be dead by now.
However, "it's a bit strange."
"It's a bit strange, why does this room smell like beef noodles?"
"It smells quite nice."
He had never smelled such delicious beef noodles before.
"Wait a minute, this room is completely sealed, so where is the smell of this beef noodle soup coming from?"
Surely this person isn't dead and emitting the smell of beef noodles, is he?
The prison guard slowly approached, his light shining on Ning Hongze, whose eyes were tightly closed.
Just as they were about to drag him out, he suddenly opened his eyes.
In the dim light of the flashlight, Ning Hong's eyes shone brightly, causing the two prison guards' hearts to skip a beat, and they screamed at the same time.
"Aaaaaahh ...
He turned and ran outside.
"A ghost! A ghost!"
Damn it, your nose is so sensitive, but your eyes are useless.
Ning Hong stood up and stretched.
Slowly walk towards the door.
He had barely peeked out when his eyes were already a little unaccustomed to the light.
Having spent so many days in darkness, the light was too bright and made him feel uncomfortable.
Fortunately, I got used to it in no time.
Ning Hong rubbed her shoulder and continued walking forward.
He had only taken a few steps when a group of prison guards rushed over, led by the two guards who had been frightened by him.
"You, you—are you a human or a ghost?"
These people paused, and asked hesitantly.
"Are you an idiot or a moron?" Ning Hong pointed to the shadow on the ground. "Can you see the shadow?"
"Heng'an, there's a shadow. It's a person, a living person."
“I saw it.”
Ling Heng'an was the first person to scream.
He coughed lightly, his voice growing louder. Since the person was alive, he had nothing to fear.
"If you're alive, why scare people?"
"Isn't this to save energy? You haven't brought me food for so long, are you trying to starve me to death?" Ning Hong said bluntly. "I'm so hungry I can only close my eyes and rest, thinking about beef noodles to stave off my hunger."
"That's not right. Can a normal person go seven days and seven nights without drinking any water and still be alive and well? Could someone have betrayed us and secretly brought him food?"
Ling Heng'an leaned close to another person's ear and whispered something.
"What did you say? No one has brought you food for seven days." A prison guard standing on the other side stepped forward.
The man had a serious expression, which gave him a sense of justice.
"Ling Heng'an, this is your responsibility, why didn't you send food to the people in solitary confinement?"
This prison guard's name is Wang Kaiyuan.
Ning Hong did have some impression of him.
He's one of the few righteous people in this area.
Later in the story, it seems that this person escaped from there with several colleagues.
However, there was no further news after that, and no one knew whether they were dead or alive.
While Ning Hongze was sizing up this person, this person was also sizing up Ning Hongze.
Ning Hong is actually not that old.
He was at most in his early twenties, with a strong and tall build and dark skin.
He looks like a typical farmer.
But I don't know why?
Wang Kaiyuan sensed the aura of a superior emanating from him.
Despite wearing a drab prison uniform, he looked even more dejected because he hadn't showered or changed clothes for seven days.
But looking into his eyes, Wang Kaiyuan felt a little scared; those eyes always gave him a sinister feeling.
He felt that this person had seen blood.
Wang Kaiyuan thought to himself silently.
Although the file states it was theft.
But Wang Kaiyuan always felt that something was not right.
However, the most important thing now is why Ling Heng'an won't feed them. "Your behavior is against the rules."
"I... I just forgot. I thought he was bringing him food." Ling Heng'an pointed to the person standing next to him.
"Yes, I forgot too. I thought Heng'an would bring him food." The man hurriedly explained, just as they had agreed beforehand.
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