Rong Yu was eventually driven out by the angry warden. He had no regrets because he had a single room.
The situation at that time was like this. Fu Qianzhi used a hundred threats but failed to get Rong Yu out of bed. Finally, he had no choice but to compromise and agreed to assign him a single cell.
Rong Yu repeatedly stressed his request: "The bed must be big enough for me to roll around on it."
"OK."
"The quilt must be soft enough and must not be damp or moldy."
"good."
“Got to have a TV.”
"… no problem."
"And the optical computer—"
"There is no network coverage on the Exile Garbage Planet, so we can't use the optical computer." Fu Qianzhi interrupted him.
It's completely isolated from the world.
Rong Yu said disappointedly: "Then let's make do with it." When he came to the interstellar age and couldn't play games, his happiness disappeared.
He threw back the quilt, got out of bed and left the bedroom.
Fu Qianzhi felt relieved, finally sending this ancestor away.
Rong Yu held onto the door frame and suddenly turned around: "That's right."
Fu Qianzhi almost couldn't catch his breath: "What happened again?"
Rong Yu said, "I hope my food can be better. It doesn't have to be too good, just like what I had tonight."
Fu Qianzhi said coldly: "Why don't you just tell me that you want to come to my place for free meals every day."
Rong Yu was surprised and asked, "Is it possible?"
Fu Qianzhi's face turned even colder: "No. Prisoners should behave like prisoners. Go back to the cafeteria and eat prison food."
"Then I won't be able to eat and won't have enough food. If I don't have enough food, I'll be unhappy. If I'm unhappy, I'll want to kill people to cheer myself up." Rong Yu said, "You don't want to turn the cafeteria into a slaughterhouse, do you?"
Fu Qianzhi stared at him: "You are threatening me."
Rong Yu was not afraid: "Will you punish me?"
The honorific "you" when spoken by others was a sign of respect and fear for him. But when it came out of the young man's mouth, Fu Qianzhi felt it was a mockery of him.
The other party was eaten to death and there was nothing I could do to him.
If Fu Qianzhi wanted to, there were many ways to make Rong Yu obedient. Suppression by force, torture and punishment, chip control... Endless Prison has endless methods.
But he didn't want to use any of them on Rong Yu. Even when he wanted to give Rong Yu a small punishment, he was defeated by the young man's eyes and words, and the big thing was reduced to a small thing.
So they can only do nothing and let the other party do whatever they want.
After all, he was the one who condoned it.
Rong Yu got the answer from Fu Qianzhi's silence and smiled: "Mr. Warden, since you are already biased, why don't you be biased to the end?"
"Am I not worthy of all your favor?"
Of course he deserves it.
The young man had a beautiful face, and what was even more moving was the sparkle in his eyes. He was full of energy and had a vitality that other prisoners in the Endless Prison did not have. He was like the bright and clear moonlight in the lifeless lake, born to be loved by all things.
Fu Qianzhi had been in this boring and endless prison for a long time. He was used to seeing all kinds of prisoners, but this was the first time he met such a person. It was understandable that he felt fresh and interesting. He didn't think this interest would last long.
It's only his first day in prison, so he can stay so lively, Fu Qianzhi thought.
The days in the Endless Prison will never end, I hope this passion will never fade away. When the young man's edges are smoothed out, he will be lost in the crowd and no longer deserve his special attention.
But before that day comes, he is willing to give the young man some special favors so that this bright flower can stay fresh longer and not wither prematurely.
"I'll have the jailer bring you a separate meal." Fu Qianzhi said, "You eat whatever I eat."
Rongyu solved the food problem and left with satisfaction.
"Wait." Fu Qianzhi called him again.
Look back.
"If you want to see me in the future, let the jailer notify me directly." Fu Qianzhi had a blank expression on his face. "No killing."
Rong Yu blinked, raised the corners of his lips slightly, waved at him, and left without saying anything.
Fu Qianzhi asked the jailer to take Rong Yu to the new cell, and he stayed in the bedroom, looking at the messy bed made by the young man after sleeping, and rubbed his temples.
He sat on the bed, picked up the red carp pillow and put it on his legs, feeling confused. He was about to light a cigarette to calm down, but then he remembered what the young man said, "I don't like the smell of cigarettes," and put the lighter back.
After putting it back I felt ridiculous again.
Why should he care what a prisoner thought
Then he took out his lighter and lit a cigarette.
There was another cigarette butt in the ashtray. Fu Qianzhi got up and went back to the warden's office to pull up the surveillance footage of cell No. 17 in the afternoon.
In the picture, seven prisoners were chatting and laughing from time to time. Suddenly, everyone froze and a young man appeared in the corner with a knife.
What followed was a one-sided massacre.
The young man's moves were neat and nimble, each strike of his sword was deadly, and he completed a beautiful seven-kill streak. He remained calm from beginning to end, and his psychological quality was extremely strong.
Fu Qianzhi took out the file of prisoner No. 52.
His name is Ji Qingyu, he is 21 years old and he is a space pirate.
If they were space pirates, it would not be surprising that they had such skills and psychological qualities. They were a group of desperate criminals.
What surprised him was that the young man was only 21 years old.
In the interstellar age, human life expectancy has been extended to an average of 300 years old, so 21 years old is really too young. It is a very painful and cruel thing to be dragged into an endless prison and fall into eternal darkness when the sun is still rising in the early morning.
Reason for arrest: He was captured by federal soldiers on Hunter Star on May 21, 756.
Given No. 52's skills, it makes sense that the army had to be dispatched to capture him.
The profile looks normal.
The only thing that's not normal is...
Fu Qianzhi's eyes fell on the prison photo in the prisoner's file.
The photo was taken this morning. The young man in grey prison uniform faced the camera, his eyes lowered, not daring to look directly into the lens, his face uneasy, his eyes full of weakness, fear, and a hint of confusion. And at this time, he didn't have the red jade bracelet on his hand.
Fu Qianzhi's mind flashed with the young man's arrogant and presumptuous appearance, and his glorious record of killing eight people on his first day in prison, including the former prison boss Koda. A hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes.
Is this really a person
Even if that person could pretend to be pitiful, he would never show such fear in his eyes.
I don’t know why, even though they’ve only met a few times, Fu Qianzhi is so sure.
He opened the cabinet, took out the Pisces jade pendant, and examined it carefully in his hand. He felt palpitations at the first sight of the jade pendant, also for unknown reasons.
There are too many mysteries to solve.
Fu Qianzhi is just like his name. He has no strong desire to learn about anyone or anything. He is indifferent to others and seems to be out of touch with the world. He is a young man from an aristocratic family with a promising future as a senator, but he is willing to be a small warden in a remote and desolate exile garbage planet. People around him don't understand, and his father is so angry that he wants to cut off relations with him. Fu Qianzhi himself doesn't know why he made such an absurd decision.
But the moment he saw Rongyu, he felt that his trip was not in vain.
He had never felt such an urge to get to know someone so deeply.
Cell No. 17 was flooded with blood. It would be a huge undertaking to deal with the bodies and clean up the blood. It was estimated that it would not be put into use again in the short term.
Rong Yu was reassigned to cell No. 3. In the huge room, there was only one bed, which was as big as two beds. He no longer had to worry about rolling off the bed. The sheets and quilts were all new, and there was a TV opposite.
The jailer who led the way obviously knew that the warden had a special attitude towards the prisoner, so he was respectful and careful, almost treating Rong Yu as a master, and even enthusiastically offered him a plate of melon seeds and some fruits.
Although the conditions are still difficult, they are a world of difference compared to when I first arrived.
Rong Yu lay on the bed and turned on the TV with satisfaction: "As expected, a good life must be fought for by oneself. If you work hard, you will have enough food and clothing."
Blood Jade Bracelet: God damn, do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing.
The way to do it is to kill.
The Blood Jade Bracelet didn't dare to utter a word during the bloodbath in Cell No. 17. It deeply realized how civilized the Great Demon King was in the last world, and how he could abide by human laws and regulations. Although there are laws and regulations in this world, they are just empty words in the Endless Prison. When material conditions are not met, the Great Demon King can do anything crazy.
Rong Yu held the remote control and said, "Why, you have a problem with the wonderful life I got by my own ability?"
The prison's signal was indeed bad. When I turned on the TV, the screen showed snow for a long time, and it took a while for a channel to pop up.
The "Interstellar Federation Criminal Code" was scrolling on the screen, and an emotionless mechanical voice was reading out the lengthy laws and regulations.
"Article 127 of the Interstellar Federation Criminal Code states that anyone who commits robbery, extortion, or blackmail shall be sentenced to a term of imprisonment of not more than fifty years if the circumstances are relatively minor."
Rong Yu decisively changed the channel.
"Article 128 of the Interstellar Federation Criminal Code states that anyone who commits robbery, extortion, or blackmail shall be sentenced to a fixed-term imprisonment of not less than fifty years but not more than one hundred years if the circumstances are serious."
Change again.
"Article 129 of the Interstellar Federation Criminal Law: Those guilty of murder shall be sentenced to Endless Prison. In the following circumstances, the sentence may be reduced to fixed-term imprisonment..."
Change.
"Article 130..."
Rong Yu turned off the TV directly.
The way to shut down the TV was very violent. The remote control was thrown at the TV and cracked.
Blood Jade Bracelet:…
The big devil has a bad temper.
Rong Yu picked up an apple and took a big bite: "How ridiculous!"
I wonder why the warden agreed so readily. It turns out that the TV here can only play one channel.
He is a big devil, the law itself, why should he listen to the legal education program in prison!
"Pah!" Rong Yu spat out the apple he had just bitten, frowning and saying, "It's not even peeled."
He is indeed not a devil who can compromise, and he still can't live like this.
Rong Yu shouted directly: "Someone come!"
Probably because he had received special instructions, a prison guard came over soon and saw the smashed TV. His eyelids jumped: "… What's wrong with you?"
Rong Yu said impatiently: "Do you have a knife? I want to peel an apple."
The jailer thought of the young man's deeds of killing people with a table knife, and said decisively: "No."
Rong Yu became even more impatient: "Then call your general manager."
Jailer: “…Huh?”
Rong Yu changed his words: "Warden."
Jailer: “…Oh.”
It is confirmed that this person came to the hotel for vacation.
Not long after, Fu Qianzhi, wearing a windbreaker over his pajamas, appeared with a gloomy face: "What's going on again?"
Rong Yu said dissatisfiedly: "Why is there only one channel on your TV?"
"I told you there's no signal here." Fu Qianzhi didn't expect it to be such a small matter. The pressure on him dropped even lower. He turned around and was about to leave. "Don't call me if there's nothing else."
"Wait, I'm busy."
Fu Qianzhi turned around with a cold expression.
Rong Yu asked: "Do you have a fruit knife?"
Fu Qianzhi laughed: "Do you think I will give you weapons?"
Rong Yu held out the bitten apple from the railing and said, "Then peel it for me."
Fu Qianzhi's eyebrows jumped: "... Can you have some self-awareness of being in prison?"
Rong Yu said, "I don't eat the ones with the skin on."
Fu Qianzhi sneered: "Delicate."
The jailer stared in amazement as the warden took the apple and peeled it with a knife while mocking him. After peeling the apple, he handed it to the prisoner with a cold face.
Rong Yu took it without hesitation: "You can leave now. There is nothing for you to do here."
I won’t say thank you. It’s only natural for others to do anything for the big devil.
Fu Qianzhi endured it and walked away angrily.
The jailer suspected that the warden might be so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
After Fu Qianzhi walked away, he suddenly stopped and gave a subtle instruction to the jailer.
"From now on, if he wants to eat fruit, give it to me, don't give him the knife, understand?"
The jailer tried to do some reading comprehension: "... You mean to stop giving him fruit?"
Yes, that's right, he doesn't know what's good for him, and he's wasting the warden's kindness.
Fu Qianzhi closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "I'll peel it for him."