Douluo: The Peerless Sun, Moon, and Yuhao

Chapter 183 Talents in Special Prisons
Mingdu, buried somewhere deep underground, is a prison dedicated to detaining soul master criminals.

Although the detainees are "criminals" in a broad sense in name, the general sentences that are eligible to be held here are indefinite minimum guarantees and death penalty maximum guarantees.

Ordinary soul masters live a good life as masters, and cherish their rich life very much. They rarely commit serious crimes because of ordinary people, so...

About half of the detainees here have some relationship with evil soul masters, or are pure evil soul masters themselves.

As for why the evil soul master, who usually fights with other soul masters, is a life-and-death existence, was not hacked to death on the spot, but was sent to this military warehouse-level prison...

Of course, it is because the Sun Moon Empire also needs to acquire and store living soul masters. Many biological experiments are not humane and cannot recruit volunteers, and it is impossible to catch wild soul masters casually. The living evil soul master was caught and brought in for backup.

Although the Sun Moon Empire and the evil soul masters are often unclear, those who are qualified to negotiate conditions are those powerful evil soul masters who have achieved great feats and are almost impossible to destroy. The eyes of those big men.

Therefore, the soul engineers of the Sun Moon Empire who can meet evil soul masters and fight well will occasionally work part-time as bounty hunters. Over time, there are quite a few in this prison... Collection.

"Bang bang bang."

There was a sound of beating gongs and drums in the corridor. It was different from the usual sound of knocking on the rice bowl with a spoon. This time, the jailer who came down actually brought a gong. colleague.

And behind the two of them, there was a mysterious person wearing a mask and a white robe, who seemed to have a lot of cultivation.

One of the jailers solemnly knocked on the gong three times, and then squeezed the drake's throat and shouted:

"Stick up your ears and listen to those who haven't died yet!"

"You guys, who are supposed to be shut down to death, are blessed with great luck today. There are big shots who want to use people to test drugs, and there are still a lot of talents needed. Let you pick them up!"

After listening to the guard's explanation, the prisoners who had cheered up once again sat back downcastly.

Talent is the same as medicine.

Will someone release the unused medicinal materials after refining the elixir?Obviously not, the pharmacists will only collect the remaining medicinal materials for the next refining, until the medicinal materials are completely exhausted, and then go to collect new medicinal materials.

The same is true for these talents, they are just materials for experimenting with the effects of drugs or other strange things. If you are lucky enough not to die once, then wait until the next time. It doesn’t mean the end of the suffering if you use it up and feed it stupid. Only death is the only way out.

So what if he was taken out to test the medicine for the big shots?Either they die this time or they die next time, and they can only regain their freedom when they swallow their breath and burp their farts; it is better to live than to die, at least the food and other living conditions given in this prison to maintain their physical condition are not considered abuse, who wants Going to be the person who tests the medicine?
After all, raising mice in a laboratory has to be done scientifically, not to mention the rare number of soul masters...

Seeing that none of these felony prisoners got up to respond, the jailer carrying the gong snorted heavily, and cursed: "I don't know how to grasp the opportunity when it comes, and I can't keep up with the heat when I grab shit, a bunch of idiots!"

In each cell, the murderous gazes of the prisoners who had nothing to lose but their lives pierced through the walls, but the jailers were not worried, and even enjoyed it very much.

The entire prison is covered with magic circles that suppress the soul power. The prisoners can't use a trace of soul power at all, and their combat power is no higher than that of ordinary people. The guide is arrogant to these fellows who used to be even soul emperors.

"Listen to me, this lord is very kind-hearted, with hands and eyes open to the sky, and promises that all of you who participate in the drug test and go through a few rounds of procedures and are not dead, you will be free! Even the death row prisoners are the same!"

free!

Tata open!

When the words "return you free" fell, the prisoners who had tacitly pretended to be dead and flirted with face suddenly reached another level of tacit understanding.

"Dad! Look at me, Dad!"

"Grandpa, what do you think of me?"

"My lord, I, I, I! I was wronged by that bitch for stepping on a horse! Not only have I never killed anyone, I have also treated ordinary people!"

"Believe me, I'm the cleanest person here. I used to be a soul emperor. I've been exercising every day for these years to keep my body strong. The storage can best meet the requirements of that adult!"

The jailer grinned grimly at first, and scolded: "Give me exercise every day? I think you are dreaming about escaping from prison! You really are dishonest!"

To be honest, he didn't understand why he promised to restore freedom to this group of mortals whose only reason for not dying now was that they still had some value. Wouldn't it be enough for them to try some medicine and just pull them over and give them an injection?
But after all, it's a big man's business, and it's useless for him to figure it out, so he simply doesn't think about it, this is one of the secrets to maintaining stupid happiness.

"Don't think too much about things! As I said above, this time I will give you the medicine to quickly improve your cultivation to the bottleneck, and maybe you will have to improve it twice in a row! You are all soul masters, and you know this. It means that most of your cultivation is useless, and even if you are lucky enough not to drop your cultivation, it is impossible for the higher authorities to allow you to keep your cultivation and go out to harm others, at most you are allowed to keep two rings of cultivation to taste the taste of being a soul master from time to time!"

"In addition, the freedom given to you is also limited. Those who survived must live in a town other than the designated Mingdu. They must wear soul power footcuffs on their feet for a lifetime to prevent them from escaping. As long as they are not dead , have to report to the local designated agency every week!"

"Also, your citizen ID card will also leave a criminal record for life, and you are not allowed to enter certain public places."

Citizen ID card?What is this?
The prisoners who had been squatting for an unknown period of time looked at each other through the bars. They had obviously never heard of this new thing, but they fully understood what the jailer meant.

"Okay, I've also explained the meaning of the above clearly. Now who wants to sign up for a drug test, let's hear it."

This time, someone hesitated.

I have been a soul master and experienced the taste of being a master, and suddenly told them that even if they are lucky enough to obtain limited freedom, they must live as an inferior citizen whose citizenship rights are inferior to ordinary people. Difficult to make a choice.

However, it is clear that there are more people who are clear-headed and can figure out the joints.

No matter how low the cultivation base is, and no matter how restricted the freedom to gain, isn't that better than being raised as a pig as a "talent" without the slightest cultivation base and freedom?

"My lord, I am willing, I am willing! Don't talk about the two-ring cultivation, it will do without my soul power!"

"My lord, I secretly buried some treasures before I was arrested. I am the only one who knows the place. If you don't dislike it, you can be my filial piety!"

The jailer squeezed the drake's throat, blushed and roared, "Get out of here."

"I, I, I, I don't know if adults have ever married? I have a beautiful and lovely niece who was born when I was young. This year, I can guarantee that she will be your wife... you can also be a concubine!"

The jailer's face turned redder, and he kicked the prisoner's railing again and again.

"Get out, get out of here if you step on the horse! You're the only scum who wants to get out of prison, wait for me to recommend you for the next batch of talents, you bastard!"

It's not necessarily how noble he is, and he's not interested in a twenty-eight-year-old concubine... The main reason is that he is now having a hot fight with the leader's daughter, and there are colleagues watching and maybe making a small report. At this time, I dare not Talk nonsense.

"Look... can I do it?"

The jailer vented his evil fire, and the messy prison was cleared up for a moment, but at this moment, a weak but peaceful voice came from the cell behind him.

The jailer turned around and saw that the man in the cell looked younger—it's nothing, soul masters are generally good-looking, but the man obviously had a peaceful temperament that didn't match this prison, and seemed to be concerned about his own feelings. Destiny has no objection, and seems to be polite even in the face of desperation.

The person in front of him gave him a good first impression, so the jailer asked the colleague holding the file beside him, "What's the matter with him?"

The jailer holding the file glanced at the number plate on the top of the cell, opened the file and searched for a moment, then slowly said:

"Zhang Keke... Tsk, this name is weird enough, it sounds childish, like a girl's name."

The peaceful expression on the face of the man in the cell remained unchanged.

"The sentence is the death penalty, because he escaped as a soul master and was sent here. The case recorded in the file was... Huh?"

With a light snort, the jailer continued:
"When you were 13 years old, your family and your neighbor had a violent fight over a land dispute. At that time, you witnessed your mother being hit on the head with a stick by the other party in front of you and died..."

"22 years later, you already have the cultivation base of the fourth ring... This progress is not very good. You resigned from your position in the local research institute and returned to your hometown. Go in, kill the whole family of the enemy who has no cultivation base... The pictures left in the file are bloody enough."

"After leaving the savings you've accumulated over the years to your family, you ran to surrender yourself... Hey, I remembered, there seemed to be a lot of trouble back then, and even Mingdu was talking about it because of it. I didn't expect to be here today See you."

"Should I praise you as a man or is it too extreme for you to kill the whole family?"

Zhang Keke finally showed a wry smile on his face, shook his head and said: "You can say whatever you want... I just want to taste the taste of freedom again. If I can't resist it and die, I deserve it. Maybe I can go to reincarnation now." Can catch up with being my mother's son in this life..."

"Well, it's been almost 30 years since then. Based on this time, she might be able to be a lady of a rich family in her lifetime. It's not a bad thing."

"So... how about giving me a chance?"

The two jailers looked at each other, and then turned their heads in unison to look at the mysterious man in a white robe and mask behind him.

The latter pinched his chin and nodded slowly.

…………

A group of criminals who were blindfolded and wearing soul restraint devices suppressed their soul power to an extremely low level and were ready to gamble for their lives. When the blindfolds were removed and the light regained, they found that they were in a brightly lit room, but it was obviously built in In the underground research institute.

On the other side in front of their eyes, there are a few restrained soul beasts, which seem to be not too high in cultivation.

"Your Excellency, the first batch of experimental talents has arrived, and all preparations are in place."

Everyone in the research institute was wearing uniform masks and white coats with caps to cover up their body features, and the researcher who was reminded and obviously of high status nodded when he heard the words, stretched out his hand and asked:
"Where's the personnel information form? Let me take a look."

"Here, please take a look."

After receiving the memo, Huo Yuhao flipped through the contents, and when he saw the handwritten notes after the first name, the corners of his brows under the mask slightly frowned.

"Zhang Keke, the white, yellow, yellow and purple four-ringed soul sect."

"Remarks: It is recommended that this person be placed in the first round of Experiment A."

Huo Yuhao couldn't help being a little surprised by the specially written note. This prisoner couldn't have reached some PY deal with Mr. Yu who was arranged to pick him up, right?
Teacher Yu is not such a person, and he is not so short of money, let alone a soul sect who has held the white ring for ten years, what good can he have?Impossible...

After carefully reading the information recorded in the dossier below, Huo Yuhao came to a realization. He did not expect that the prison that was blown to heaven by the Hall Master Hongchen actually contained criminals who did not seem to have committed such heinous crimes...

Huo Yuhao decided to take Teacher Yu's suggestion and give Mr. Zhang a chance.

Subjectively, he has no intention of using people as disposable consumables, but if this gentleman's life is really bad, then he can't be blamed.

"Zhang Keke!"

"I am here……"

"Get out and stand inside the green circle on the ground."

Under the sympathetic gazes of other inmates, Zhang Keke stepped forward anxiously and stood in the area marked with a green circle.

"Do you need me to do anything?"

"Just do what you are asked to do. Don't ask too many questions. If you interrupt the ceremony without authorization and cause disability or even death, you will be responsible for the consequences." Huo Yuhao said in a flat tone.

ceremony?

All the inmates who were just raised looked at each other in blank dismay. Didn't they say that they were arrested to test the medicine?

Seeing those chained spirit beasts on the opposite side... Could this be some kind of ulterior sacrifice ceremony that crosses species?
Forget it... Anyway, the survival rate of the round of drug testing is pitifully low, so it doesn't matter how those adults arrange it.

"Zhang Keke, before you went to prison, your cultivation base was exactly level [-], and you didn't have a soul ring attached, right?"

"Yes."

"That's just right, save a pill, no matter what happens next, don't open your mouth until I ask you, and you can give an affirmative answer."

Zhang Keke was about to answer "Understood", but turned around and thought of the researcher's previous advice, and nodded repeatedly instead.

Huo Yuhao didn't say much at home, and after a ten-year soul beast was pulled to the predetermined area, he slowly opened his mouth to chant the freshly baked spell that Electrolux improved after reading the Shrek classics.

Zhang Keke listened to the syllables with unclear meanings with a pale face, as if he was listening to the words of the devil. He couldn't help wondering whether he could be released alive after seeing these.

After a while, Huo Yuhao stopped chanting the incantation, and said to the ten-year soul beast in the language of Douluo Continent:

"Would you like to be Zhang Keke's soul, and be loyal to him forever and ever?"

"If you speak, I will take it as your consent, and if you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

(End of this chapter)