"Six bottles of Fording here, on me!"
"Here's a plate of lobster lala, I want the extra large portion, I'll pay for the contribution points!"
"Bring a glass of ale to everyone. I, Black Beast Took, will pay for this round of drinks!"
By noon, the registration point had been evacuated and volunteer recruitment had ended.
The restaurant was bustling with activity. The selected death row prisoners quickly used up their contribution points to eat and drink. These bad guys who had done so many bad things even offered to treat them to a meal to share their happiness. After all, volunteers either got out of prison alive or died without a trace. In any case, the contribution points were useless, so they had to be spent quickly.
The worst thing in life is dying before spending all your money.
What’s even worse is that the money is not spent but the person really wants to die.
Ronald Wade is the latter.
He looked at the sumptuous food in front of him. Although he was clearly very hungry, he had no appetite at all.
The waiter brought the iced beer that the "Black Beast" Tuke had treated him to. Ronald hadn't touched alcohol for many days, and he drank alcohol almost every day before he was imprisoned. He should have been extremely thirsty, but after taking a sip of beer, he felt that it was just bitter water.
Boring.
Nothing interesting.
There was no point in being in jail, no point in living, no point in molesting myself. Now, the only thing that could send a strong signal from Ronald's pituitary gland, the only thing that could make him feel that he was still alive, was -
“Woo woo!”
Ronald suddenly plunged into the food, stuffing food into his mouth frantically with his hands, chewing hard with his mouth, and biting the tendons in the meat with his teeth back and forth, as if only this could make him temporarily forget the disgusting and irresistible instinctive desire!
"You have a good appetite, but you look quite thin. Do you have a fitness habit?"
Ronald looked up and saw two famous people in the prison—'Beautiful Beast' Igula, needless to say, was good at using contract spirits to devour newcomers, and was also an intelligence dealer in the prison.
On the first day, Ronaldo told him to be careful about anything Iguala said, because he never knew when he might sign an unequal treaty with Iguala.
However, he had been in prison for a short time and had not seen Igula's brutal side, so he was not very vigilant against Igula. Another famous person, the 'evil demon' Ash, impressed him more - he first defeated Igula, then defeated Valcas, and survived the blood moon trial that was almost certain to kill him.
In Ronald's opinion, Ash was bound to lose almost every time, but he somehow won.
From not knowing how to fight to knocking down Igula with one punch, from not knowing how to use a sword to piercing Valkas' throat with one sword, in the Blood Moon Trial, Valkas clearly wanted to take him to see the Blood Moon Master, but he just didn't chop off his head...
If it were outside, Ronald would have felt like he was witnessing the birth of a new legend.
What a pity, this is Broken Lake Prison.
No matter how many miracles there are, they are just bubbles in the broken lake here. They will burst when they reach the surface of the water and will never exist under the sun.
"No."
"Then why are you so thin?" Ash picked up a sandwich and took a big bite. "Is it because the fat on your body has disappeared?"
Ronald raised his eyebrows, his face expressionless: "Honestly, if you want to cause trouble for Ronald, just go to him directly. I am not interested in getting involved in your feud."
"No, we are here to find you." Ash said, "Are you still discouraged that you failed to become a volunteer? Don't worry, there are other ways to leave the prison besides becoming a volunteer."
Ronald was shocked: "What method!?"
"Prison break!" Ash said mysteriously, "We have a big plan now. The success rate of the prison break is very high. We just need some manpower. Are you interested?"
Ronald was slightly startled and sighed: "Honestly, please don't mess with me, okay? I beg you, can you please treat me to a meal, a contribution point, please spare me, okay?"
Ash looked at Igula helplessly, and Igula sighed: "If all the cult leaders out there have your eloquence, it's no wonder the Four Pillars have disappeared for so long."
Igula looked at Ronald and said, "You also know that you can't stay here any longer, right? You must leave Broken Lake and flee from Langna, even if it means becoming a volunteer who risks your life. If you continue to stay with Langna, the outcome will be worse than death and more painful than death."
Ronald's eyes flickered. "I don't understand what you mean. I only know that without Langna, I would have become a frequent visitor to the Blood Moon Trial until I am hammered into a pulp by the executioner."
"It's really tempting." Igula smiled and said, "As long as you agree to maintain a close relationship with him, he will be willing to lose to you in a deathmatch, allowing you to gain a large amount of contribution points and temporarily escape the Blood Moon Trial. Especially after you lose five deathmatches in a row, Langna becomes your only lifeline."
Like most death row inmates, Ronald's methods of making money are basically written in the criminal law. After arriving in prison, he can hardly contribute any social value, so his attention is naturally turned to the Death Fighting Society - plundering other people's resources to keep himself alive, which has been Ronald's way of survival for more than 20 years.
Unfortunately, there are too many predators and too few producers in prison.
When Ronald arrived at the Death Fight Club, he chose a weak-looking old man to fight to the death, and ended up getting beaten to pieces with all his bones shattered. Diamond Tiger successfully snatched another contribution point from the newcomer.
The results of the next four death fights were similar. Ronald had tried his best to collect intelligence and do everything he could, but almost everyone who was willing to fight him to the death could crush him.
After losing 15 contribution points, Ronald became the bottom of the prison food chain. He no longer dared to accept deathmatches. His confidence was broken in the first five deathmatches. He felt that everyone here was better than him.
If he cannot find a way to earn contribution points, he will appear in every subsequent Blood Moon Trial, until one day the citizens are kind-hearted (get fed up) and let the Blood Moon Lord take away this woodpecker golden-beaked killer who is thirsty for redemption.
Just then, Langna appeared.
He was willing to deliberately lose to Ronald in a deathmatch so that Ronald could gain contribution points. And this was a long-term agreement. Ronald had a way to earn contribution points. As long as he wanted, both he and Ronald could maintain high contribution points, and it would not be a problem for them to live comfortably in prison for a few years.
He only had two requests, the first being that Ronald maintain an intimate relationship with him. Although Ronald was not very willing, he was not disgusted either. After all, he had seen a lot in the outside world, so in order to survive, he could accept a little sacrifice of his appearance.
And his second request...
"Ronna will 'taste' you regularly, right?" Igulla said, "He will apply for a death match with you, and you will naturally have to accept it in order to gain contribution points. During the death match, all restrictions will be lifted, and he can naturally do whatever he wants to you... When you are about to die, Ronna will commit suicide to let you win... This is probably the process of your transaction, right?"
Ronald was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "Anyway, as long as I don't die, my body will recover. Although it will shorten my lifespan in the long run, if I don't have the contribution points, I don't even know if I can survive the next Blood Moon Judgment."
Igula smiled and said, "Yes, if the 'deal' is just this, then it is indeed a very good deal, even I would be tempted."
"What's the meaning?"
"In fact, you should know better than me. After all, I only vaguely guessed his true purpose by collecting information about Langna's previous partners. But you are the sacrifice in the ceremony. You should feel the nature of this transaction, right? Otherwise, you wouldn't be so anxious to become a volunteer and want to escape from Langna."
Ronald's pupils dilated: "Ritual? What ritual?"
The corners of Igula's mouth curled up slightly. Revealing the truth to the victim like this was one of his favorite crime routines. If conditions allowed, he would tell his fraud plan to every fool he defrauded - the happiest tragedy in the world is to make a fool realize his own stupidity.
"You don't think that Ron made such a request just because he's greedy, do you? And you should feel that Ron doesn't treat you as an object, a tool or a stranger. He really loves you... wholeheartedly and without reservation."
Ronald's expression turned paler, and his hand holding the steak trembled slightly.
It sounds ridiculous. Ronaldo took advantage of the situation to threaten Ronald to agree to his demands, and he treated him like a piece of pork in every fight. No matter how you think about it, Ronaldo just treated him as a slave who could do whatever he wanted.
If this was true, then Ronald would feel relieved because it was a relationship he could understand.
However, he felt that Ronaldo truly loved him!
Normally, as long as he had a request, Ronna would try his best to satisfy him; even in a death match, Ronna would hold him carefully, crying and slapping himself, blaming himself for the harm he had caused him, and even slapping himself unconscious to deliberately lose the death match.
Ronald is not some lonely killer, he has had a lover and he knows what love feels like.
That's why he was so scared—every look and every movement of Langna revealed pure love!
Even when Ronaldo was eating, his eyes were full of love!
Langna can achieve perfect unity between deep love and eating, as if loving and eating can exist at the same time!
Ronald never dared to think too deeply about it, but now that Igula has pointed it out, he is forced to face this cruel fact!
He swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty: "What kind of ceremony is this?"
"Honestly, I don't know. I only know the ending of the ritual sacrifice." Igula said: "All of Langna's previous partners died in their own dormitories without exception."
Ronald's face turned pale. "How is this possible? How could they die in the dormitory?"
Ash also realized that the chip prohibited death row prisoners from committing self-harm or suicide unless they were in the death fight arena!
If the death row inmate goes on a hunger strike, when he is hungry to a certain extent, the prison will notify the guards to help the inmate eat! Therefore, it is impossible for the death row inmate to die in the dormitory, unless he dies of old age!
But it is clear that Ronaldo is not a fan of twilight romance.
"It is said that there is nothing wrong with the body and it looks normal, but all organs and tissues have stopped functioning." Igula picked up the strawberries on the strawberry cake with a fork, "It's like... the soul suddenly disappeared, so the body collapsed immediately afterwards."
Ronald's face turned as white as paper and his lips trembled.
Igulla added the final blow.
"You should be not interested in anything now, but you are looking forward to Langna's ceremony, right? Even if your contribution is enough, you will still accept Langna's invitation to the deathmatch... Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Because only in the ceremony can your soul gain temporary completeness - your incomplete soul can't wait to escape from your body."