There is a strong protective barrier inside the prison world, blocking the zero-game air and direct sunlight, creating an area suitable for prison activities inside, so all the covering clothes worn on the body can be taken off here.

The so-called Human Resources Department exists in a three-story building in the center of the prison world.

The person in charge of verified was a woman from the third-level prison department. However, from the scars on her body and the aura she had accumulated in her entire body, it can be seen that this person had lived here for a long time under the harsh environmental conditions. He was a person who crawled out of the pile of bones, which was completely different from these newcomers who had just arrived.

"The information received was 103 people, including 11 prison guards. There are only 59 people who have arrived here now, and there are only 9 people left. Among them, the dead prison guards also include a prison guards who are ranked in the US on the 100-person list. It seems that the damage is quite serious."

The woman looked at the people in front of her and compared the information form in her hand.

"The teleportation malfunctioned, deviating from the expected location 119 kilometers and landing in the area of ​​the 'Dead Desert'. Is it a miracle to keep so many people alive? It seems that this group of newcomers still have great potential." The tall man who led the way said with a smile, as if he was already very pleased with everyone's situation.

"The Prison Office is registered with me, and the rest of the prisoners will go to the second floor to get your Private license plate directly."

As the woman spoke, dozens of prison eyes behind her all went to the second floor along the corridor. Some of them couldn't help but thanked Cyclone when they left. After all, if it weren't for Cyclone's methods, they would probably not have the chance to survive.

"It seems that the little girl is very popular. She is a first-level prison guard at a young age. I wonder why she came to this place? This melting pot is used to forge some scrap iron, so that they can still be of some value as prison guards. Shouldn't you, a genius like you, stay at the headquarters of the human world to make good use of your inner potential?"

"I'm just here to hone myself." Zhunying replied shyly.

"A good person like you is not suitable for this place. Come and register your information, but take the sergeant license plate, which records all the information you want to know. If you have any questions, please ask me."

This manager seems to have a special favorable impression of the Cymbidium, otherwise he would not give a good face to others, even the Prison Secretary who has a reputation on the 100-person list.

"OK."

After holding the seemingly iron license plate, Cymbius seemed to receive a lot of useful information from it. Then he put the brand into his pocket and waited quietly by the door to wait for Zhang Chen to finish his registration.

"Are you a first-level prison officer?"

When Zhang Chen walked up to register his information, the other party asked in surprise. Because Zhang Chen showed a bad condition at this time, he seemed to be extremely weak overall. It seemed that no matter how long it took, he still couldn't adapt to the zero-distance environment.

"It seems that you don't fit here. Which wealthy family did you come from? Why did you spoil it and then send it to this place for training? Are you not afraid that your baby son will die accidentally?"

The other party's sarcastic words did not interfere with Zhang Chen. Zhang Chen just smiled and said, "I'm not very comfortable. It should be fine in a few days. Where is my license plate?"

"A waste like you will die here soon. The sergeant license plate is really a waste."

When the other party handed out the sergeant card, he deliberately held it tightly with his fingers. Zhang Chen was unable to take it for the first time, which made the people on the side and the other prison officers behind him laugh. After all, the first-level prison officer suffered a loss in the third-level prison officer, which is basically unseen. The manager woman's face also showed an expression of looking down on Zhang Chen at all.

When Zhang Chen stretched out his hand again, he was looking at the Sergeant Card's eyes, moving upwards and looking at the woman with a joke.

The latter couldn't help but tremble all over. He held the iron plate's fingers tightly and let it go.

Zhang Chen did not have any extra moves. After getting the sergeant card, he turned around and left the place with the Cymbidium who was standing at the door waiting.

Although there were still bursts of laughter behind him, the manager woman sitting in the seat looked confused. At the moment when she looked at Zhang Chen just now, she felt that her mouth covered her thoughts and could not tolerate any resistance.

"Is it an illusion?" Looking at Zhang Chen who was weak, the woman would not believe it anyway. The other party had such ability.

"Brother Zhang Chen, is it okay for them to laugh at you like this?" Zhunying's personality changed. For those who mocked Zhang Chen just now, if it weren't for Zhang Chen's secret message transmission, Zhunying would probably have poisoned one person on the spot.

"Don't care about small things. We stay here for a while and figure out all the zero situations we need to know before we can leave. There is no need to argue with these little people. When things get big, it will be troublesome for us to leave. If there is no need, we can be a little person here."

"I understand." Zhunying nodded obediently.

"We'll go to the restaurant to have something to eat and take a break. The Sergeant's card also comes with a certain trading currency."

Zhang Chen took out a black mineral coins similar to ancient copper coins from the embedded space of the iron plate. This currency is minted from a relatively rare mineral between zeros and is directly used as the basic transaction currency.

When Zhang Chen walked into a restaurant, there was no one inside because he was not eating yet.

"Sit as you like."

An elderly man came over the counter and placed a piece of broken paper in front of the two of them. However, the dishes on it were extremely ordinary, but the prices were astonishingly expensive. It is estimated that the currency in Zhang Chen's hand was only for two people to have three meals.

"I know what you think. The condition here is very bad now, the ingredients are very lacking, and the prices are like this."

Zhang Chen ordered two dishes casually. After the boss took the ore coins, he cooked himself. It could be seen that there seemed to be a prosperous scene here. However, now the boss is the only one who is left for odd jobs, cashiers, and cooking.

However, the information collected in the Sergeant card contains all Zhang Chen’s questions about the entire prison world.

First of all, it is his own housing problem. As a sergeant, he lives in a room in a four-person room, and the firefly seems to have received special treatment from the previous managers. He is allocated to a single room, and some essential items inside are available.

There are also rules about the prison world. Every prison envoy here needs to complete at least one designated task every week. Of course, if you have more energy to complete extra tasks, you can also earn mining coins from it and increase your merit value.

These tasks are used to maintain the most basic bottom line of the prison world, otherwise the overall system will quickly collapse from the inside.

"Brother Zhang Chen, I'm a single room. If you dislike the trouble of living with them, you can come to my room."

Zhunying muttered in a low voice, although she felt that this was not good, she still said it.

"Look at the size of your room at that time. I don't actually want to deal with other people, so as not to be troublesome to leave in the future."

Zhang Chen's indirectness promise made the Immortal Fly on the side blush on his cheeks, but at this time the boss brought two steaming dishes to the table. Although they didn't look very good, the taste was still very good.

In the prison world, the difference between status is even more serious than that in the world.

As the private with the lowest status, the living conditions were unimaginably difficult, and twelve people squeezed into a room less than 20 square meters. Some houses were even damaged, and they could see the internal situation from the outside and could only be covered with some items.

The prison envoys with the rank of sergeant and above all live in single rooms, and Zhang Chen even saw many villas appearing here.

"This kind of gap makes individuals feel extremely unfair in their hearts, and they want to earn merit quickly to live a good life. Is this the front line of the prison war? It seems to be even harder than I thought."

The room assigned to Zhunying was in an extremely dense apartment. When Zhang Chen followed Zhunying into the building, there were at least one hundred separate rooms in a seven-story building, but when passing through the corridor, more than 95% of the rooms were empty, because at this time, everyone was earning merit points outside.

When the firefly took out the key and opened the rusty iron door, a stinking smell came from inside.

Inside the sloppy room, the trash can has decayed and moldy, and the bathroom is about 30 square meters. It is obviously a trace of someone who has lived there, and the bedding is thrown on the bed in a mess.

In Zhang Chen's opinion, this scene is unlikely to move from here, and it is very likely that he would never be able to return after leaving one morning.

"Cleaning all these things, we still have some money on our bodies to buy some clean bedding. Then you can sleep on the bed and I will sleep on the ground."

While the two were cleaning, a second-level prison officer next door, who was stained with dust and wounds on his waist and abdomen, returned. It seemed that the other party had lived here for a while. However, when the prison officer saw Zhang Chen and Chongying in the same room, he immediately walked up to him.

"Are you new? This is a single room, right? Why are you two in the same room?"

This person used to live in a dilapidated room of twelve people, and has been here through his own struggles. Therefore, he is very disgusted with the other party having two people living in a single room.

"I'm just helping, my room is on the fourth floor." Zhang Chen explained.

The other party looked at Zhang Chen fiercely. After all, he was one level higher than himself. He snorted coldly and turned around and closed the door and returned to the room.

"It seems that the suppression in everyone's heart in this place is not a little bit. The actual situation in the prison world is worse than recorded in the information. If this continues, it will collapse from the inside one day." (~^~)
Chapter completed!