The restaurant was noisy, and the prisoners came in from the gate one after another. The chefs lived up to the salaries that Zhang Dianyu gave them generously, and they had already carried the steaming lunch buckets to the serving table for the prisoners to pick up their own meals.
Zhang Dianyu noticed that Wayne glanced at him.
"..."
He knew that this scene didn't look like a regular prison, but a bit like a hotel buffet breakfast... This NPC has so many ideas.
Zhang Dianyu thought while digging mashed potatoes for himself from the catering bucket, this is an NPC disguised as a GM, right
Wait, do stand-alone sandbox independent games also have a GM
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
He sighed secretly, took the plate and walked to sit down opposite Wayne, while his butler stood aside with a smile.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
He raised his face to return a polite smile, and secretly inserted a piece of lettuce forcefully.
... The food in the game is still so unpalatable.
Wayne looked at the prisoners with interest, chatted and ate, and after eating, they could go to the corner to play billiards and... lift weights.
I'm not afraid of getting a stomach perforation.
Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, then cleared his throat.
"Mr. Wayne, you must have seen it." He smiled faintly, "The free and democratic prison created according to Wozki Schodt's theory, goes deep into the characteristics and needs of each prisoner, and creates an open environment for the whole body and mind , to dig out the essential reasons for their crimes, so as to transform and improve their personalities, and reduce the social crime rate—this is our research direction.”
Wayne's fork was in the air, seemingly lost in thought.
But the fact is that the prisoners have entertainment needs, but the courtyard is too small to accommodate these facilities, and the foundation also costs money.
Prisons are still in the development stage, and Zhang Dianyu's consistent principle is to save as much as possible.
At this moment, there seemed to be a little commotion among the prisoners.
There was a loud noise, but the defense force in the restaurant reacted faster than Zhang Dianyu turned his gaze.
Only a few "bang bang" gunshots were heard, and a cloud of blood sprayed on the clean dining table, and several troublemakers fell into a pool of blood.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
Wayne's inquiring eyes were fixed on his face, and the meaning was self-evident.
While staring at each other silently, the black-haired man smiled slightly, and slowly inserted a piece of sausage: "Freedom and democracy?"
Zhang Dianyu has quickly opened the game panel, and the red "free fire" button in the lower right corner is blinking, as if mocking him.
This is Zhang Dianyu's consistent prison management model.
What about a prisoner riot? Mostly useless. In the huge restaurant, 8 armed guards with guns are deployed to patrol day and night, as long as there is a little commotion, it will be "bang"!
Don't ask, if you ask, you have no money. Cut through the mess quickly and control the loss to a minimum.
Zhang Dianyu turned off the free fire mode and stood up.
In fact, stun guns are not yet in place, and metal detectors at various entrances and exits such as restaurants and dormitories have not been installed because the power supply cannot keep up. Allowing armed guards to open fire freely to maintain order is already the best choice for prison operations.
Of course, this operation refers to making money.
"No firing!" Zhang Dianyu said in a deep voice, his eyes darkening.
Armed guards clattered away their guns.
On the surface, it was ordered and prohibited, but in fact, of course, it was because Zhang Dianyu turned off the free fire mode in the game panel at the same time.
Zhang Dianyu walked over slowly, with a gloomy and terrifying expression. He licked the corner of his mouth, stroked the tie lightly, and said calmly when he said, "Take these people to the infirmary."
The guard next to him stood with his feet together and saluted: "Report to the warden, I don't think our infirmary can accommodate so many people."
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
The guard continued: "And the warden, the morgue is already full."
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
If it weren't for Wayne, the NPC who was just eating, he was still here, he would have fired the guard now.
Having said that, this Wayne has seen enough excitement, and he can leave quickly after giving the money!
There are currently only two doctors in the prison. There were originally 5 more, but since Zhang Dianyu hired enough armed special police officers, the rioting prisoners basically died on the spot, and not many guards were injured. Doctors were fired.
In order to support the scene, he clicked on the panel and temporarily hired three other doctors outside the restaurant.
As a result, the prison showed extraordinary emergency response speed. Before the guards were about to take the troubled prisoner to the confinement room, the doctor had already arrived at the scene and spent a few minutes treating the injured prisoner.
Wayne held his fork again and fell silent.
What kind of magical acupuncture is this, it can heal the wounded with just one poke... and the speed is incredible.
The guards first handcuffed the prisoners who committed crimes one by one, and then escorted the prisoners who had been fighting to the confinement room one by one according to the procedure.
But the few unlucky ones who took the lead in attacking the guards could only lie cold in a pool of blood.
As the guards said, the morgue was full, and the doctors couldn't treat the dead prisoners, they could only let them lie in place until the hearse at night came to transport the bodies.
The crowd gradually dispersed, Zhang Dianyu opened the game panel, and the prison risk rating above was decreasing. Generally, after small-scale disturbances are suppressed, the prisoners keep a low profile for a while.
Zhang Dianyu glanced at the corpses on the ground, and ordered the doctor next to him to carry them to the infirmary.
The pixel villain in the game is nothing more than lying in a pool of blood with a death label. In this simulated reality environment, eating in front of the corpse is quite shocking.
After all, he still has visitors here. Didn't you see that Mr. Wayne has been silent for a long time holding a fork
He walked back to his seat, straightened his tie subconsciously, met Wayne's gaze, and smiled slightly.
Wayne: "…"
Zhang Dianyu: "Is stewed potatoes still appetizing, Mr. Wayne?"
Wayne: "..."
The restaurant's portions are decent, but there are only so many ingredients—pasta, smoked sausage, kale, and endless potatoes.
Mashed potatoes, stewed potatoes, potato puree—the chef might make some french fries and baked potatoes when he's in the mood.
Wayne was silent over the whole plate of potatoes.
Zhang Dianyu chewed the lettuce and smiled brightly at Wayne.
He figured it out, one task cannot be done twice, and the charity subsidy sponsored by Wayne Group has arrived, it is time for him to leave.
There is also a meal in the evening, and two meals a day add up to $12.
Wayne bid farewell after the meal, and Zhang Dianyu asked the red-haired assistant in the warden's office to send them out.
With a smile on her face, the assistant politely guided Wayne's master and servant from the path behind the restaurant to the direction of the gate.
Because it happened to be the time to let the wind out in the courtyard after lunch, 114 criminals with high male hormone secretion crowded in the small courtyard, roaring and screaming, and snipers in the guard tower next to them were on the lookout.
"It's kind of weird here, isn't it, Mr. Wayne?" said the red-haired assistant suddenly.
Wayne was silent for a moment, and raised one corner of his mouth: "You Avengers are still so fast, Miss Romanov."