This new magic spirit was naturally the harvest of last night’s exploration of the virtual realm.
It turns out that Ash and Sword Lady's wait was worth it.
Just before the whirlpool was about to disappear, Ash finally saw the map prompt change from "Wait a moment" to "Rush", so he quickly pulled Fiora and jumped into the whirlpool.
After crossing thousands of miles of sea, what appeared in front of Ash and the others was a seriously injured fish-slaying dragon.
When dealing with this kind of intellectual creature, Ash and Sword Lady naturally wouldn't care about the ethics of the martial world. They took advantage of its weakness to kill it, and dropped five magic spirits. It was a pity that there were no experience orbs, but these five magic spirits all had their own magical uses, which could be considered a great harvest.
The reason why Ash tried every means to establish a "trading" relationship with Igula was because the newly acquired "Libra" spirit gave him enough confidence.
Libra
"One-winged spirit"
"Restrictions: The magician must master basic mathematical knowledge such as trigonometric functions, number series, and probability theory."
"Basic effect: Feedback any effect to the caster at a certain ratio."
"Passive effect: Greatly enhances the magician's sense of balance and ability to adjust the center of gravity."
"'Balance exists between all things.'"
Originally, Ash was planning to use the Libra Spirit as an anti-injury armor and didn't think much about it. But after he left the virtual world and returned to reality, he suddenly found that he could easily arouse the resonance of the Libra Spirit.
Perhaps it was because he was proficient in all the basic math knowledge required by the Libra Spirit. After all, those were the test points for the math exam. Although he could no longer do the questions after four years of college, he could still understand the basic concepts.
It was the first time that Ash had seen a sorcerer that had knowledge requirements. According to Sword Lady, it seemed that only sorcerers that were related to "fate", "prophecy" and "truth" had knowledge requirements. These sorcerers were rarely used in actual combat or production, but they often played unexpected roles. The social status of sorcerers from the prophecy faction was also very high.
Being able to trigger the resonance of the Libra spirit at any time means that in addition to the void, Ash can also use the Libra spirit to make profits in the "civilized society" of Broken Lake Prison.
However, Libra is a kind of "I won't move unless the enemy moves" policeman, and it will only go out when other people use magic to cast spells. In a prison where no one can use magic, Libra actually has few targets to target.
Except for this 'good friend' that Ash just met.
"Not bad, Ash." Igula said as calmly as possible: "Since you have my wish and I have your wish, then we have reached a balance of wishes. From now on, I will live my life, you live your life, we will live in peace and not invade each other, and build a harmonious prison together, how about it?"
"Not so good." Ash smiled slightly: "I'm going to use my wish now."
"Think it through!" Igula said in a sinister tone, "After you use up your wish, you won't have any means to threaten me! At that time, I can make you do whatever I want. Not to mention making you stand upside down and shit and roll on the spot, I can even make you lose the death fight on your own initiative!"
"Of course I've thought it through." Ash took a step forward, approaching Igula.
Igula had a bad feeling in his heart, and he backed away while advising: "Ash, really, there is no need to go this far. Or you can talk to me instead of using your wish. I am your good friend, and if I can help you, I will definitely help..."
"I don't want 'ifs', I need you to 'wholeheartedly' fulfill my wish."
"I'm just an ordinary swindler with limited abilities. You think too highly of me, Ash. How about this? I'll find a way to establish a contract with another death row inmate. I'll make him satisfy any request you have, okay? Anything is fine, and there's no limit to the number of times!"
"No, no one else can do it, only you."
Igula's back was already against the wall, with no way to retreat. Ash propped one hand against the wall, looked at him and said, "Igula, my wish is—"
"I don't want to hear it!"
Igula covered his ears with his hands and ran away, but he couldn't use his magic spirit. The physical fitness of both sides was similar. Ash ran over and grabbed his arm, saying loudly:
"Igula, I want you to help me escape from prison!"
The prison guard who was patrolling by glanced at the two of them, shook his head, whistled and walked away.
The prison guards have heard statements like "I want to be the king of jailbreak" hundreds of times, so they naturally don't take it to heart.
He even felt a little sympathy for these death row inmates. After all, they looked really pitiful as they were daydreaming right after breakfast.
But the person involved does not think that this is just dream talk.
Igula looked at Ash, panting, his expression ugly as if he had been punched, and his back was covered with cold sweat unconsciously.
He knew it! He knew it!
What else could a man who had just survived the Blood Moon Trial wish for? Apart from the hard knife in and the soft knife out, the only thing he could wish for was to escape from prison, right
When Ash held his wish in his hand, Igula knew that this time he was finished. As expected, only those who are good at swimming will drown, and only those who are lustful and love flowers will die in bed. He, a fraudster who has harvested countless IQ taxes, will also be trapped one day.
As for using his own wish to resist Ash's wish, this is impossible - because this violates the restriction of 'helping Ash', and Igula simply can't do it!
The wish Ash made prevented Igula from doing anything to "stop Ash from escaping prison"!
He sighed, "Come with me."
Igula took Ash to his room. Broken Lake Prison did not prohibit prisoners from visiting each other, and even if the prisoners wanted to sleep and chat together, it was fine - they couldn't do anything except sleeping anyway, and the chip restrictions included "close contact".
Only the couple's room can temporarily lift the restriction on 'intimate contact', only the death fight club can temporarily lift the restriction on 'battle', and even only the toilet can lift the restriction on 'excretion' - yes, the death row prisoners don't even have the freedom to shit in public.
In other words, death row inmates actually have the same freedom as normal people, but before doing certain things they must submit a report to the prison, and they can only do it if the prison allows them to do so.
The difference between a death row inmate and a free man may be the difference between "you cannot do anything unless the law allows it" and "you can do anything unless the law prohibits it."
"Your room is quite big."
Ash sat down on the velvet bed and fell backwards into it. Igula, who had just moved out a chair, looked at this scene and couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Ash glanced at him, waved his hand and said, "Don't be so restrained, sit anywhere you want, I'm not someone who cares much about etiquette, no need to pour me some water."
What a pity, I was just about to scoop some water from the toilet to quench your thirst. If you hadn't just finished peeing, I would have even wanted to add some ingredients for you... Igula, who was feeling resentful, sat on the chair, crossed his fingers, and stared at Ash.
"Do you really want to escape from prison?"
"You ask that. Who living here doesn't want to escape from prison?"
"A lot." Igula said calmly, "For example, Diamond Tiger doesn't want to escape from prison. He has offended too many people outside, and it would be more dangerous to go out. Besides, the magicians of the weak faction have no other way to produce except to be thugs and bodyguards. As long as he is not selected into the Blood Moon Trial, Tiger's life here is actually more comfortable than outside."
"There are quite a few people like Tiger. In other words, anyone who has lived here for a few years has basically found a new way to survive and has no longing for the outside world. To them, the outside world is just a bigger prison."
Igula looked at Ash, secretly activated the Resonance spell, and said in a tempting tone: "Since you survived the first Blood Moon Trial, if nothing unexpected happens, you will participate in the Blood Moon Trial like us in the future according to the contribution sequence. As long as you have enough contribution, you will not be selected."
"You are quite strong and have a high chance of winning a deathmatch. In other words, you have the ability to live comfortably here." He spread his hands. "If you want, you can live in a big room like this. You can ask the restaurant to prepare whatever you want to eat, read books, watch movies, drink, dance, and even eat moon candies. If you have any requests, you can ask the prison to give your opinions. The newly built ice rink was built because there are prisoners who like skating."
"To outsiders, our place may be an ideal place - no crime, no vulgarity, no competition, even no work, and every day is a peaceful life with a regular schedule and abundant energy."
“Life here is no worse than outside.”
Seeing that Ash seemed to be interested, Igula was secretly excited and couldn't help but praise himself for his cleverness.
Ash's wish is not without loopholes. The premise of "helping Ash escape from prison" is that Ash wants to escape from prison. Therefore, as long as Igula persuades Ash to give up this idea, he naturally does not have to fulfill this wish.
But this is also what Igula really thinks.
Prison break is a dead end with no end. Escape is not a momentary victory, but a lifelong torture. Let's not talk about whether they can escape from prison. Even if they can, what awaits them is a more cruel challenge - like a rat crossing the street, hiding their identities and fearfully breathing the turbid air full of the fragrance of freedom in the sewer.
For them, living a life of mediocrity is a happiness that can be easily obtained.
Any death row inmate who survives the Blood Moon Trial knows what to choose.
"You make a lot of sense."
Ash sat up and nodded in Igula's expectant eyes: "Indeed, escaping from prison is a thorny road full of dangers and unknowns. Although living here also has risks, it is much more comfortable overall. If I stay here for a long time, I will probably become like you and know how to enjoy prison life."
Igula was overjoyed, "Yes, Ash, as long as you understand, then-"
"That's why I have to break out of prison, and fast. The faster the better!"
Ash looked at Igula and shook his head gently, "I don't want to become like you, with your edges and corners worn out, your courage extinguished, and your spine broken."
"I don't want to live like a... dog!"
Igula's expression suddenly froze.
After a moment's silence, Igula slowly stood up.
Snapped!
He kicked the chair down, turned around and punched the wall, but just a second before the hit, his body suddenly froze and the chip prohibited his kinetic energy output.
"Interesting, calling yourself a dog isn't considered a dirty word? This should be a chip vulnerability, right? Hahaha..."
"Okay! Escape from prison. Escape from prison. Escape from prison!"
Igula shook his hands in disgust and said coldly, "But the premise of escaping the prison is that we have to find a way to kill... get rid of the chip on the back of the neck! As long as the chip on the back of the neck is still there, let alone escaping the prison, you have to depend on the prison for where you want to shit! Haha, I can't do anything about this. Do you have any idea, my dear cult leader, Ash Hiss?"
"I have a way to deal with the chip."
“I knew you didn’t… what?”