Pirates: Knowledge is power

"What's your plan?"

Moria wants to escape, but now he doesn't know anything about this prison, so he can only pin his hopes on this person he just met.

The sooner he escapes, the better he can gather the strength to take revenge on Dram.

"Now is not the time to talk about this. If you want to escape, follow me to the cell during dinner." Bucky didn't say it clearly, but he had already planned to recruit Moriah, a strong man, as his helper in his escape plan. .

Before being captured, Bucky had some impressions of Moriah. He remembered that Moriah was a newbie pirate who had a bounty of 30 million on his body within two weeks of going to sea. He was very powerful and had his own pirate ship. Thieves.

Although he was imprisoned in this prison for unknown reasons, Bucky still felt that it was necessary to win over this companion.

"Okay, my name is Moriah, and what about you?" Moriah agreed, and he knew that now was not the time to talk about the jailbreak plan.

Moreover, neither of them understands each other yet. Without understanding each other, it is impossible for them to trust each other.

"Hey, my name is Bucky. In that case, as your future companion, let me remind you that when it's time to eat, don't stray too far from the cafeteria." Bucky felt that the escape from prison was a sure thing, so he kindly gave it to him. Moriah some advice.

Bucky didn't want his escape teammate to fall on the way to escape because of a relapse of an old injury.

"Why? Is there a food limit here?" Moria asked.

Because he had just been sent here, he didn't know the rules of the prison.

"No, there is plenty of food here every day. It is divided according to head. Everyone can eat, but the food is graded." Bucky said with a serious face.

After arriving at the prison, Bucky adhered to the spirit of exploration and ate all three levels of food, so Bucky still had a lot of say in the food here.

"Since everyone can eat, why do we need to rob it?" Moria asked doubtfully.

"The food here is divided into three grades, first grade, second grade, and third grade. The first grade is the richest and has the most food. It is a big bucket filled with all kinds of food, and there is enough meat in it. This kind of food is the best and is our first choice.

Second-class food is also very good. It has rice, vegetables, and can make you full. But compared with first-class food, second-class food is garbage. Apart from being enough for ordinary people to eat, it has almost no effect on the recovery and help of injuries.

As for third-class food, it not only has no taste, but also tastes like chewing sand, and the quantity is small. Very few people can be full after eating third-class food. "

"It shouldn't be easy to eat first-class food, right?" Moria asked.

He didn't think that first-class food was so easy to eat, otherwise Bucky wouldn't have gone out of his way to remind him.

"Yes, first-class food is the best, but the quantity is also the smallest. There is a limit of five servings per day. Except for the person who works the most every day who is designated to get one, the only way to eat the other four is by grabbing!"

When it came to food, Bucky had a cruel look on his face.

Bucky, who has lived here for a long time, has a clear understanding of the situation in the prison.

The first-class food has the smallest portion, only five portions per day, and only the strong can grab it.

Second-class food accounts for a quarter of the total, and almost everyone has the opportunity to eat it.

And food not only needs to be grabbed, but you also need to be strong enough to hold on to it.

Fighting is prohibited in the prison, but there is an exception in the cafeteria, where fights happen every time there is a meal.

Only when you run out of the cafeteria with the food you selected, the food is yours.

Bucky also suffered various disasters at the beginning, and was even blocked at the cafeteria door and robbed.

But after a few times, Bucky established his reputation with his fierceness, and almost no one dared to steal his food.

Bucky told Moriah the rules of the prison, and Moriah nodded clearly.

He also knew that he could only escape better if he recovered from his injuries, so he had to eat that first-class food!

Although in their situation, if they work hard, their workload will definitely be far behind others, but they will not consume themselves for a piece of food, and they will retain a piece of their strength.

Rather than having a safe job, it would be safer to grab one.

Even if they become prisoners, their belief in being pirates still exists in their hearts.

Instead of working securely, they prefer simple and high-return ways to survive.

When the meal started, as the bell rang throughout the prison, Moriah followed Bucky into the cafeteria at an extremely fast speed, especially Bucky, in order not to eat the food that could only be used to fill his stomach. Both legs ran out of afterimages.

They successfully grabbed two portions of first-class food. Although they spent a lot of effort, they finally got the food into their hands and left the canteen to get the food.

When they grabbed the meal, it was already dark. The two of them hugged the meal, and Moriah followed Bucky back to the cell.

When they arrived at Bucky's cell, a white-haired old man was already sitting cross-legged here, holding a spoon in his skinny old hand and slowly eating a third-class meal.

The portions of the third-class meals were not large, and they contained some tasteless grains, occasionally mixed with some yellowed vegetable leaves. Judging from the appearance, the third-class meals were not very tasty.

But the old man put a spoonful of rice into his mouth, and the sound of crunching and chewing uncooked rice came from the old man's mouth, but there was no uncomfortable expression on his face.

Moriah had never eaten third-class food, but he had heard Bucky say that third-class food was very difficult to eat, but the old man ate it with gusto and with a smile on his face.

"Ahem...he's back, minibus, and who is this person next to you?"

The old man raised his eyebrows and glanced at them, staring at them with his cloudy old eyes.

It was a pair of eyes without pupils, the eyes were gray-white with some black lines.

After being glanced at by the old man, Moriah suddenly felt hair on his back, as if some ferocious beast was staring at him.

"Old man, this is Moriah, the prison escape partner I roped in." Bucky patted Moriah's waist and introduced him.

Bucky wanted to pat Moriah's shoulder, but his height was too short compared to Moriah's. His hand could only reach Moriah's waist, and any shorter would be Moriah's butt. .

"Um...hello." Moria greeted.

Although he had never met this old man, Moria felt from the bottom of his heart that he was a strong man. He was an out-and-out strong man.

"Oh oh oh, hello, Xiao Mo, sit down, let's eat together." The old man raised his hand to signal, his thin hands were covered with sea tower stone chains that were thicker than his waist, making this old man look extraordinary. .

It was obviously a sea-floor stone chain weighing dozens of kilograms, but it didn't seem to have any effect on the old man's movements. This man was obviously not simple.

"Okay." Moria sat down with his food.

But Bucky couldn't wait to sit on the ground and start eating. After working all day and only having one meal a day, Bucky was already so hungry that his chest was touching his back.

After sitting down, Bucky eagerly opened his portion of food.

As soon as it was opened, the aroma filled the entire cell. The food inside was rich and nutritious, including fragrant barbecue, plump white rice, bright vegetables, and even eggs and bacon. Compared with third-class meals, first-class meals were on a higher level. .

Bucky hugged his portion of first-class food and started eating.

Holding a spoon and stuffing food into his mouth one by one, Bucky devoured it, his cheeks bulging.