Zhang Dianyu looked at the to-do list and fell into deep thought. The new situation in the prison gave him some bad premonition.
The time interval for taking in new prisoners has been changed from once a day to once a week, and it seems that the time flow of the prison is gradually approaching the simulated reality.
Zhang Dianyu clicked on the subsidy panel. There was no change in the amount of his federal subsidy and prisoner subsidy, but there was a line of small print at the bottom, informing him that he could only get the money on the 15th of each month.
It also means that the little money in the prison now will be gone after he spends it—this is because he received a research fund for the prisoner re-education project from Stark Industries yesterday, but it is only 20,000 yuan.
Isn't Iron Man the richest man in New York, Zhang Dianyu thought bitterly, he can afford 20,000 yuan
This incident also reminded him, since the prison has started to use "week" and "month" as the unit of measurement, shouldn't the subsidy be increased
After all, the daily expenditure in the prison is not a small amount. The salaries of the staff are obviously paid, but the rehabilitation and education of these prisoners is the highest part of the expenditure.
At the same time, prisoners also spend thousands of dollars a day on medium-sized and medium-type meals—Zhang Dianyu also tried to change the types of meals to low, but the result is that the ingredients brought in from the kitchen are so green that they can hardly be seen. A little other color.
Within a few days the inmates were fed up—in a physical sense. According to the notice Zhang Dianyu received in the game, probably because the nutrition of the food could not keep up, there was a large-scale outbreak of influenza in the prison, so that the faces of the prisoners turned green.
Zhang Dianyu had no choice but to adjust the food level back to medium.
In fact, if you think about it from another angle, maybe these prisoners are sick and have no energy to make trouble-it can be regarded as a management plan.
It's a pity that Zhang Dianyu didn't test this before, and now he is even more insensitive. After all, he now also has to eat the food delivered by the cafeteria, and there is a minor outside his office who wears a hood and takes to the streets every night to fight crime.
He thought about it, Spider-Man was arranged by Stark, so sooner or later the money would still have to come from him.
Zhang Dianyu carefully turned over the report page of the game panel, and finally found something worth celebrating.
Sure enough, the subsidy is no longer only tens of thousands of yuan as before, but has increased by almost 30 times - it can be said that the previous subsidy is only a day's share.
The problem wasn't solved though—they still had to pay on a set date every month, and he was still so broke, literally.
Now, he doesn't care whether the prisoners will turn green. The whole prison will save money and eat spinach for a few days, and then suspend the prisoner reform program. After all, it costs money to hire teachers and priests, and medical treatment is also needed to treat drug addiction. Purchasing related medicines.
At 8 a.m. next Tuesday, new inmates will receive a one-off payment to meet immediate needs. At the same time, next Thursday is also the 15th, and he will receive a one-time subsidy of about 1.5 million, including a daily government subsidy of 2,000 US dollars and a subsidy based on the number of prisoners.
Zhang Dianyu, who had pondered for a long time facing the game panel, finalized the final plan, and slowly let out a sigh.
Sitting on the sofa and thinking for a while, he reopened the map and dragged it to the kitchen, counting the potatoes and smoked sausages in the refrigerator—after all, these were the last reliable ingredients.
Very pessimistic.
He picked up the intercom and called Peter in. "Get me a map of the neighborhood—I mean, like, what's the name of the nearest restaurant, and how far it's from the prison."
"Okay, Mr. Warden." After waiting for a long time and finally getting his first assignment, Peter straightened up with a little excitement.
Although Zhang Dianyu has not yet found out where his personal assets are, he can still get a daily salary of 200 U.S. dollars—considering 24 hours a day, 6,000 yuan a month can be regarded as a middle-to-high income group.
At least it must be enough for him to take the underage Spiderman out for a few days.
Although Peter was supposed to come here with a mission to monitor him, Zhang Dianyu felt that he was exploiting child labor with the 20 yuan a day as an intern salary.
The legal kind.
Peter's speed was very fast, and a detailed map was quickly placed in front of Zhang Dianyu. He looked at the magnifying glass that was handed over together, and his face darkened.
What's the matter with this Peter, can Stark teach him some rules of life
In Peter's opinion, unlike what other people in the Avengers said, although the origin of this Mr. Warden is somewhat unknown, and the eyes that occasionally glanced over seemed a bit unfriendly, but when he talked about the concept of prison by pressing his shoulder, The faint smile on the corner of his mouth touched him a bit.
It's also possible that the spider sense was triggering - but it turns out that nothing dangerous happened in the next few hours, so it's probably just the warden's words that made him feel a little... emotional
Both Mr. Stark and Director Fury said that for a long time to come, super criminals will be transferred to this prison one after another. This is also the first time he has received an official mission from the Avengers—after all, most The members have all disclosed their identities and are not suitable for undercover work in prisons.
But according to the mission report he received before, Black Widow believes that Mr. Warden does not know superheroes.
This sounds a bit outrageous, after all, they appear in the news every day - and even if it is not Mr. Warden's acting skills, but the fact, then as long as he turns on the TV casually next time, he will soon know about the superheroes identity.
It coincided with the end of the semester, and Peter was the most suitable candidate for this task. Moreover, the black widow believed in the report that although the prison had many doubts, it was not dangerous. He finally got the approval of Mr. Stark.
As a high school student who has never had formal work experience, Peter has only worked part-time in an electrical appliance store, but the boss only needs him to explain the purpose of electronic products to customers.
However, his close friend Ned has helped him download several detailed newcomer instructions from the Internet, and he thinks he can follow the warden's instructions to the letter.
Zhang Dianyu held a magnifying glass, compared it to the map with a gloomy face, and then drove Peter out of the office.
Does he look old enough to use a magnifying glass? ! Maybe it's Stark's plot to get him pissed off by Peter.
Zhang Dianyu studied the map with a sullen face, looked at the distance to the nearest restaurant on the scale, and counted the 0 on the back of the calculator... had to give up this plan for the time being.
Looks like he'll be living off spinach this week too.
The distance between the prison and the urban area is not close, and Zhang Dianyu is also very confused about his way of travel—after all, the range of activities of the warden in the original game is only a small 4x4 grid.
But at this moment, a phone call interrupted Zhang Dianyu's thinking about improving (personal) meals.
"Mr. Warden, the prisoners started a riot after hearing about the change in the plan. More than a dozen guards have been injured and three people have died."
It was the call from the security chief, reminding him of the contingency plans he could take if things went wrong—enlisting the help of state troopers and local sheriffs, sending in riot police.
But—although the cost of emergency help is not high, the death of riot police requires payment of pensions.
Zhang Dianyu hesitated a little with the hand holding the phone, but the red blood streaks under the little guard's feet made him grit his teeth.
Anyway, this is a game, and losing everything is just starting over, but he doesn't want to watch the guards die one after another.
Although he doesn't know why he pays more and more attention to the life and death of these pixel villains, but he is the master of this game, and he can do what he wants.
Zhang Dianyu called the riot police.
But just as the anti-riot police car drove to the door, the riot in the prison subsided.
Zhang Dianyu, who was walking towards the riot site, saw an arrogant golden-red streamer flashing across the air, and then a flamboyant golden-red armor hovered in front of him in the air.
"Mr. Warden, we meet again." Stark's voice came from the armor, with a frivolous tone.