After deducting the 1 point of reputation he spent, he still has 7 points left. This is because the last two times he mastered the advanced technique of kicking the toilet quickly, and was able to destroy two toilets before the guards arrived, gaining an extra point of reputation.
But to upgrade all the prisoners' skills to the highest level, he will spend 36 reputation points, and recruiting other prisoners to join the escape team will cost dozens of reputation points.
If this continues, he may be charged as a fool.
The pain from a stun gun is real. Although he could raise his hands and surrender when he destroyed the first toilet, he was lucky enough to still hope to speed up the speed of destroying the toilet.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
But when he was locked in the dark confinement room for the sixth time, enduring the stench in the dirty small room, he felt that this was not the way to go.
Not to mention whether the phone call will harm his brain and body, the most important thing is that more than 40 hours have passed since he entered the prison, and it will be the morning of the third day soon.
And his escape plan has not progressed.
In addition to destroying public facilities, he can also accumulate reputation points by hurting other people.
But he was a bit reluctant to take action against these little guards who ruthlessly stretched out their stun guns to him. Although he is no longer the warden of the prison, every arrangement in the prison was planned by him, which made him shed tears of regret every now and then.
Inflicting bodily harm on prisoners to gain reputation is a good choice, but it requires great care, as one wrong step could result in instant death.
Zhang Dianyu knew this all too well.
Four hours of confinement is enough to make Zhang Dianyu think wildly in the small black room, but the bad smell here will always lead people's thinking to not-so-good things.
There is no toilet or chair in the 1x1 space, so I can only sit on the dirty and sticky floor and think about life.
Zhang Dianyu didn't want to try.
When he was recruiting secret informants, he had stepped into the confinement room. The floor felt very strange, making people wonder what he had stepped on, but he didn't dare to look.
Now that he was finally able to confirm his doubts, he could only lean against the cold and hard wall and take a rest in an extremely uncomfortable position.
In order to accumulate this reputation, he has not slept for two days. Whether it was day or night, as long as the guards took him out of the confinement room, he tirelessly took the time to rush to the toilet. For some reason, he always felt that there were some strange eyes coming from everywhere.
But he didn't have time to think about it.
There was no light in the confinement room, and the small food delivery door was also tightly closed. It was only opened briefly until the meal time, allowing the prisoners in confinement to quickly finish eating the food on the plate with the help of a little light from the corridor.
Fortunately, Zhang Dianyu still had a game panel, so he was able to see the time from it.
Otherwise, this small black room that has lost all senses is indeed a terrible torture for prisoners who are not mentally tough.
The countdown to confinement in the upper left corner was slowly passing by. Zhang Dianyu didn't dare to sleep on the ground, so he could only lean against the wall for a while.
After 5 o'clock in the morning, his confinement time ended. At that time, the 24-hour guards will rush over dutifully and send him back to the dormitory in Area A.
He can also go back to the hard but at least lie down bed, take a short rest, and then wait until the 7 o'clock wash time, take a shower with 99 big men, and then experience the canteen breakfast that may not be full.
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
He looked up at the invisible ceiling of the confinement room and comforted himself that being in prison should be punished, otherwise would these prisoners be allowed to come here for vacation
Hold on a little longer, and when the jailbreak is successful, he will be able to know whether all this will be over.
Zhang Dianyu counted the second hand moving slowly, and the time finally passed 5 o'clock in the morning. After the minute hand moved more than a dozen frames with difficulty, he finally heard the sound of unlocking the locked door.
The iron door was pushed open with a creak, and a little light came from the corridor, which inevitably brought a gleam of joy to the depressing heart.
The guards escorted Zhang Dianyu back to his cell in Block A.
Lying on the bed, Zhang Dianyu felt a little tired... and a strange smell.
I don't know if it was the consequence of kicking the toilet, or the sequelae of living in the confinement room for a long time, but now he really needs to take a shower.
At this moment, the big black man on the upper bunk suddenly handed over a set of freshly laundered prison uniforms.
"I'll keep it for you." Brother Hei poked his head out, scratched his bald head, and showed a cautious look on his fierce face, "Otherwise, he will be taken away as dirty clothes."
Zhang Dianyu took it in confusion: "...thank you?"
"Brother, you are such a ruthless person." The big man looked admiring, "Haven't you been out of the confinement room since you were imprisoned?"
The matter of Zhang Dianyu kicking the toilet, from the initial excitement, the taste has gradually changed.
Although destroying public facilities seems to be a trivial matter, if a person can continue to kick and explode the toilets that prisoners rely on for survival without sleep or rest, people have to doubt his intentions.
At this time, in the eyes of the prisoners in District A, Zhang Dianyu's behavior was a naked challenge to the prison gang.
The new thorn is challenging the authority of the prison gang through the toilet incident, and showing off his tenacity and fearlessness with 6 consecutive confinement - from the perspective of God, these are also two attributes of prisoners.
At present, the boss of Area A, Scott Ainsley, is already gathering people to secretly observe the new prisoner No. 201126, and prepare to secretly get rid of him at the right time.
Those who remain in the prison are kings, and only by surviving can they become the gang leaders here.
Ainsley is clearly a leader in this regard. The prisoners here all know that he was once surrounded by five guards and ate meals for a week, but his tough nerves allowed him to pass through this period safely, and he didn't collapse and go crazy, and he didn't even follow in the footsteps of the previous two prisoners—produced Mental problems.
Zhang Dianyu took the prison uniform handed to him by the big man on the upper bunk with awe: "..."
He didn't expect that surviving 6 consecutive confinement among prisoners would be regarded as a kind of ruthless performance.
He put the clean prison uniform by the pillow, intending to take a rest first, but after closing his eyes for a while, he couldn't help opening them again.
The elder brother Hei on the upper bunk was still staring at him firmly, with a strange feeling in his admiring eyes, which was creepy.
Zhang Dianyu gave up. The smell from his body was not very pleasant, so he simply took a shower while there was no one in the shower, so as not to be frank with a group of naked big men later.
Each prisoner will also be distributed some daily necessities when he enters the prison, and all the previous personal items will be sealed at the same time-however, the prisoners will still carry a large number of contraband into the prison.
Zhang Dianyu has always wanted to build a prison inspection room, which can effectively prevent contraband from being brought in from outside the prison, but it has always been delayed due to various reasons.
Now he's glad he didn't have time to do it—otherwise he'd have to be checked naked by the prison guards.
He took out his slippers and towel from under the bed, got up and went to the shower, leaving Brother Hei's eyes behind him.
Snoring sounded one after another in the dormitory for 100 people. Zhang Dianyu walked through the densely packed beds as quietly as possible and came to the empty shower room.
In order for the prisoners to speed up their bathing, Zhang Dianyu specially laid white tiles here.
So much so that the dark red blood stains on the ground looked particularly eye-catching.
There are two bathing times in the prison every day, 7-8 o'clock in the morning when I just wake up, and 10-11 o'clock in the evening before going to bed. But despite this, there were fight times in the shower almost every day, and the blood in the shower never completely disappeared.
Zhang Dianyu felt very puzzled, even now.
He turned on the shower head, and the cold water poured down, making him take a breath of cool air.
In fact, there is nothing to complain about. You must know that he also took a cold shower in the office before, but there was no big naked man watching by him—he thought he was the only one who sacrificed his sleep time to take a bath, but it seems Not so.
After him, three or five prisoners came in one after another. For a while, the sound of the shower washing the ground rang out everywhere, even the snoring outside was covered up.
Zhang Dianyu pulled his wet clothes. He hadn't had time to take them off just now, but he didn't intend to take them off now.
Because the few prisoners who came in did not put on slippers, did not put towels on their shoulders, but held screwdrivers and forks in their hands.
They shouldn't be trying to take a shower with a screwdriver, so it's self-evident what they're going to do.
Zhang Dianyu thought about the weird look on his upper bunk, and suddenly understood how they followed.
There were no guards patrolling the shower—this was almost Zhang Dianyu's last conscience. It is cruel to let the guards stationed in the bathroom to watch a group of big men walking birds to take a bath, and to be doused in the shower anytime and anywhere.
But now it's a loophole that prisoners can exploit.
Perhaps it is precisely because of this that gang leaders in prisons often root out dissidents here, so bloodshed occurs every day.
Zhang Dianyu gradually understood.
He still has 7 reputation points left, and he planned to add some points in the next action depending on the situation—maybe now.
He looked at the attributes in the upper left corner. In theory, he should add all his points to strength and combat proficiency, and maybe be able to fight back and forth with these prisoners.
But Zhang Dianyu, who is familiar with the rules of free fire, does not intend to do so.
He puts 6 reputation on Instigator, bringing it to max level, and the remaining 1 to Dexterity.
Several prisoners on the opposite side had already stabbed towards him with a screwdriver. Zhang Dianyu quickly raised his leg, and accurately kicked the opponent's vitals with the proficiency of kicking the toilet six times.
The prisoner immediately rolled on the ground covering his crotch and screamed.
His skill seemed to be expected by the other thugs, and another prisoner took advantage of the gap between him to stabilize his figure, grasped the fork and stabbed at him. A dialog box appeared in front of Zhang Dianyu, and he was stabbed on the shoulder without being able to dodge, and bright red blood immediately flowed out.
What kind of thing is it to acquire the skill "Put Yin Legs"!
Zhang Dianyu: "..."
The name was so straightforward that it only took him half a second to understand the meaning of this skill. But obviously he is not very interested in becoming an egg-breaking expert, and he still intends to follow the original plan.
He popped another testicle along his leg, quickly dodged the wind from the other direction with a short body, and pushed open the wooden door of the shower room.
The thugs behind him suddenly seemed to freeze.
The prisoners in front of them were excited and took out their hidden weapons one after another, staring behind Zhang Dianyu with red eyes.
Abettor - Good at inciting dissatisfaction, when causing trouble, it is likely to drive the surrounding prisoners to flock to it.