I work 9 to 5 in Chainsaw Man

Arena Prison, basement level.

The entire floor is arranged with hundreds of cells, a spacious canteen, and a toilet. Even if the cell door is open at this time, no one goes to the canteen and the toilet is closed.

Today is the fourth day of food shortage.

After losing food and water, many indicators began to be dominated by hunger, and curses and complaints gradually began to rise. Under the guidance of caring people, a group of indicators organized themselves and went to knock on the door, but it did not help.

Of course, there are still a group of sane people who have not gone crazy. They reduce their physical energy consumption and stay in a corner, waiting for things to develop.

Pike is one of them, but he just wants to preserve his physical strength and wait for later competitive events to defeat his opponents and take away the gold.

goo~

The sound of hunger in his stomach made him feel slightly uncomfortable. He licked his chapped lips, imagining how he would shine in the arena.

When he was about to fall asleep, a piece of paper fell from the gap in the ceiling two meters high above his head, and landed right on Parker's forehead.

Parker impatiently grabbed the paper and looked at it. The content on it made him gasp.

There are only a few words on the white paper: There are weapons under the bricks in the corner, and you can get food and water by killing people in other cells.

Pike felt his way to the corner, found the loose floor tiles and peeled them open. There was a pistol and a dagger inside. When he actually found the weapons, Pike was a little scared. The people in the surrounding cells were all from the same village. You probably know everyone who came out of the village, but they are all in the same village, and some of them look familiar to you. Do you want to kill people for food like what this piece of paper says?

Parker's chest rose and fell violently. He held the pistol tightly in his trembling hands and pursed his lips tightly. He didn't know if it was an illusion. The moment he got the pistol, the hunger in his belly became stronger, as if the delicious food had already been eaten. It was before his eyes, saliva was secreting from his mouth, and the hand holding the gun slowly became firmer.

"call……"

Parker took a long breath and threw the pistol aside. He couldn't help but frown, how could he have the idea of ​​killing someone? The people around me are all my relatives and friends!

He covered the floor tiles and acted like nothing happened.

There were slight footsteps at the door of the cell, and Pike heard the sound and turned to see a timid man standing there. It was his brother Vincent from the village.

"Vinson, what's wrong with you?" Maybe he had just had the idea of ​​killing someone. Pike was very worried at this time, fearing that his friends would discover the weapons under the floor tiles.

"I always hear strange noises in the cell, and I'm a little scared, so I'll come over to you for a while." Vincent whispered.

Pike had no choice but to wave his hand and signal Vincent to come in.

"You! You are still so timid. If you had listened to me earlier, you would have stopped coming."

Vincent lowered his head and said, "If I don't come, my brother will come. It will happen sooner or later."

Pike was silent, and then said: "Get some rest quickly, don't waste your energy, there are still four days until the competition."

Vincent leaned behind Pike and whispered: "Pike, we won't starve to death here, right?"

"No, absolutely not! We still have to win the event and bring the gold back to the village!" Pike said with high spirits: "At that time, we will also use the money to marry a wife, do another business, and so on. After making money, the whole family moves to the arena to live a good life!”

"Yeah! But Pike, I'm really hungry now."

Pike said angrily: "I'm hungry too. I have nothing to eat. If you want to eat, just...he..."

Before Parker could finish his words, the blade that pierced his neck had already rendered him speechless.

He looked back in disbelief and saw a few drops of cold sweat break out on Vincent's forehead. Seeing that Pike could still move, he quickly stirred the blade that had pierced him.

After a while, Pike fell to the ground and was silent again.

Vincent also fell to the ground, gasping for air, and kept saying: "I'm sorry, Parker, I just want to live. I still have my parents, brothers and sisters at home, I can't die."

After calming down, Vincent immediately turned over the floor tiles in the corner, took out the pistol and dagger inside and equipped himself with it. A huge vertical eyeball appeared on the wall behind him.

Vincent didn't dare to move for a moment, being stared at by this eyeball, as if a ferocious beast was watching him.

For a long time, three pieces of bread and a bottle of water were squeezed out of the eyeballs, and then they closed their eyes and disappeared.

After a brief period of panic, Vincent was ecstatic. What the piece of paper said was true, there was really food!

He hurriedly lay on the ground and wolfed down three pieces of bread.

After finishing all the food he got, Vincent covered Pike's body with a quilt and returned to his cell.

On this first good night, the hunters all tacitly agreed not to use firearms. Except for the gradually rising strange smell, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

The top floor of the arena.

Ottvedt was looking attentively at the projection of the huge vertical pupils on the wall. The short-haired girl next to him covered one eye, and the other eye flashed with a strange light, shining on the wall, reflecting the underground prison. Case.

Scott said from the side: "Sir, according to your instructions, we relied on Carrie's ability to put papers on ten people. Seven of them chose to kill and three chose to give up."

Ottvedt pondered for a second, clapped and laughed, "Put out papers for everyone tomorrow, I want to see the disputes ensue!"

The eye projection on the wall suddenly disappeared.

Ottved turned around and saw that the girl Carrie was rubbing her eyes and said: "Sir, can you not watch it at night next time? Really, you don't turn on the light either. Using your power for so long in such a dark place will make your eyes worse. ”

"When you grow older, I'll give you new glasses."

"But I'm a girl. If I go to bed so late every day, my skin will wrinkle."

"If you want any skin care products or cosmetics, ask Scott for reimbursement."

"Okay! Sir, you are so generous! ^w^"

Carrie excitedly walked to Scott to ask for money. Scott handed Carrie a card with a slight headache. After sending her away, he said: "Sir, if we put them all in, what if there are too many deaths?" manage?"

"There is nothing we can do if there are too many deaths. These are the rules of the game, and I just made the rules. How to play and how to do it is their own choice. They are free.

Just like the choice of the three major tribes, that is their freedom. "

Ottvedt held up a gemstone, which still emitted bright blue light in the darkness where he couldn't see his fingers. His eyes were fixed on the gemstone, as if he could see everything in the world in it.

"We are all free."