Immortal, I have mediocre qualifications

The prison is deep, dark cells, and a group of prisoners imprisoned until death, giving people an unchanging feeling.

But upon closer inspection, there are still changes.

In that dark corner, little holy flowers blossomed quietly, dispelling part of the chilling and cold feeling.

Sometimes a casual glance back and seeing the figures of white weeds in the darkness would bring a smile to the faces of the jailers.

They were too depressed in the Black Abyss Prison, and whenever they saw this brilliant vitality, they always felt very comfortable in their hearts.

As a promoter of white wild grass, Dafu is well known and has received some goodwill, but his life has not changed much and he still spends his time on flowers and grass.

His knowledge of spiritual herbs is also deepening. He learned it from Chen Sheng. His knowledge is very profound and amazing.

In the Black Abyss Prison, he planted other spiritual grasses and they were able to survive, but compared with the white wild grasses, he always felt that they were a little less sensitive.

Apart from him, everyone else has also changed.

Taoist Dapeng's Taoist heart, after experiencing Chen Sheng's baptism, became a little strange. He no longer resented him, and even had a sense of respect and fear for him.

Probably, if you want to conquer this kind of people, verbal reasoning is useless. You have to crush them with real force to truly gain respect.

Once, Cai Rong said that Chen Sheng would suffer bad luck if he did not change his temper and abide by the three survival rules of the Abyss Prison.

Later, he ate this sentence.

Chen Sheng has lived a good life over the years, and he has clearly understood what Old Changtou said: some people are different.

Most people can live well only by abiding by the rules, but a small number of people are able to circumvent the rules and become free and unrestrained.

In his opinion, Chen Sheng was this kind of person.

Wang Xian is still the same as before, obsessed with information. He is still young and staying in the Black Abyss Prison. He is not agitated at all and feels as comfortable as a fish in water.

"Eight years..."

Chen Sheng lay on the Taishi chair, murmuring in his mouth, and took a look at the Black Abyss Prison, which no longer seemed strange to him.

Over the years, he has felt very comfortable in District A 11. The people here are very nice. Although he is in darkness, his heart is still clean and there is no intrigue.

Of course, except for the prisoners, they are a group of immortal scum, and each one of them is more evil than a cow.

He had come into contact with several people and was able to escape unscathed. Gradually, he gained some weight in the hearts of the prisoners in District A11.

As a result, they became more and more interested in him, and more and more schemes fell on him.

He could guess what the other person was thinking. In this cold prison, losing freedom was almost like death, and there was no interest in life anymore.

The prisoners didn't care about life and death, and they regarded the Black Abyss Prison as a game. As the jailer, he was a key player in the game, so destroying him gave them a sense of accomplishment.

The only exception was Taoist Dapeng. Perhaps he wanted to let the prisoners understand that he was in trouble because Chen Sheng was too strong, not because he was too weak.

He sided with Chen Sheng, and in turn fought with the prisoners, trying to find a more advanced sense of existence.

Whenever this happens, Chen Sheng will feel a strong sense of separation. This scene is too ridiculous and hilarious.

He turned his eyes and saw an old figure, it was Lao Changtou, the prison boss of District A 11. He was the first person he saw and was kind to in the Black Abyss Prison.

Compared with eight years ago, he is much older. From a distance, you can feel the signs of aging.

"Before you came, I didn't feel old, but now when I look back, I realize that I really have."

Lao Changtou also noticed it. His emotions were very complicated, with some sighing, but more importantly, he accepted it calmly.

He said to Chen Sheng: "I plan to retire and let my grandson take over my class."

It is rare that the identity of a jailer in the Black Abyss Prison can be passed down from generation to generation, but after seeing the ferocity of prisoners, there are few old jailers who will let their descendants inherit it.

The mortality rate of new jailers is ridiculously high. If there are other ways, forget it.

Originally, he thought so too, but the appearance of Chen Sheng made him change his mind and decided to send his little grandson over.

"This... is not bad. We can't spend our whole life in the Black Abyss Prison."

Chen Sheng was a little reluctant to give up, but he knew that Lao Changtou's decision was right. The Black Abyss Prison was too dark, so it was better to be outside, where he could experience the final bright life.

"I have recommended you to the superiors as the new cell leader of Area 11."

Old Changtou was still very good to Chen Sheng. Before leaving, he planned for him to be the cell leader and said, "Logically speaking, there is no problem."

He was very optimistic about Chen Sheng and felt that this young man could go far.

Although the power of the cell leader is very small, it is still a help. It is convenient for Chen Sheng to work in District A11 and talk to the cell leaders in other areas without being inferior to others.

"I don't have much pursuit of authority."

Chen Sheng once had many things, but they were all lost, some actively and some passively.

He has taken power lightly and hopes that people like Lao Changtou can exist peacefully and everything goes smoothly.

"Those who are capable work hard, and you are the best fit."

Lao Changtou smiled and did not change his mind. He believed that Chen Sheng's character and ability could better manage District A11 and protect the law-abiding jailers.

Two days later.

Chen Sheng's appointment arrived and took over as the head of cell Jia 11.

"The handover is complete and it has come to a complete conclusion."

Lao Changtou said calmly.

A new cell leader in District A 11 has appeared, and it’s time for him, the old cell leader, to retreat.

"Old Changtou, you are leaving too simply."

In Wang Xian's opinion, Lao Changtou was somewhat legendary. He was able to survive in the Black Abyss Prison until retirement, and his state of mind was definitely first-rate.

The sudden departure of such an outstanding senior can't help but give people a feeling of the passage of time.

"To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to give up. When I first entered the Black Abyss Prison, I still had to give you some advice and understand the rules of survival in the Black Abyss Prison, so I survived."

Cai Rong is a very rigid person who does things in a strict manner, but when Lao Changtou left, his true feelings were exposed and he showed his reluctance.

Old Changtou was his instructor in the Black Abyss Prison.

It was also by learning from this senior that he got through the most difficult years.

"There are constant gatherings and separations, that's how life is."

Lao Changtou was touched. Although the Black Abyss Prison was not a good place, he still had some feelings for it after staying there for a long time. Unfortunately, he was getting older and had to leave.

"Everyone, farewell."

He shouted, turned around and walked away. The long corridor was very dark. Every step he took, some memory images appeared in his mind.

There were many, many things that I had forgotten at first, but when I left, they came out like a flood.

The restless youth loves to dream, the youth has broken dreams and accepts reality, the middle-aged is calm and indifferent, and the old accepts everything.

The corridor is long, but it has an end.

The moment he walked out of the Black Abyss Prison, the light of the sky shone on him. His age was visible to the naked eye. His body was stooped and his hair was gray. He had really spent his whole life in it.

"Goodbye."

Chen Sheng looked at Lao Changtou's figure, drifting away and finally disappearing into the Black Abyss Prison. He had an intuition that he might never see him again.

Time, wind and frost invade the aging body like rotten wood. Don't be surprised when it falls.

Dafu and others also stood behind, watching Lao Changtou leave, as if they had seen themselves in the future, their moods were a little complicated, and they expected more blessings.

……

"Didn't Old Changtou say that he would let his grandson come over and be a jailer?"

A few days after Lao Changtou left, Wang Xian still missed him a little, but it was impossible for him to come back, so he could only place his thoughts on Xiao Chang.

"Probably still teaching survival knowledge about the Black Abyss Prison."

Dafu is very aware of the horror of the Black Abyss Prison. The death rate of new jailers is the highest.

As long as Xiao Chang is a real grandson, then as the old Chang head who lived in the Black Abyss Prison until he retired, he will definitely chatter non-stop and pass on his years of survival knowledge.

"For Lao Changtou's sake, we have to help him."

Cai Rong reminded.

"The premise is to listen to advice."

No one refuted, Lao Changtou was still a good person, he had accumulated many favors and benefited his descendants.

But that's it. If Xiao Chang wanted to die on his own, they wouldn't be able to save his life.

Just as he was talking, a young man walked through the long corridor. Everything he saw was darkness and dangerous prisoners. He was a little nervous, but he still maintained a basic composure.

Finally, he came to Area 11, saw the jailer here, and greeted him politely.

"Seniors, I am the grandson of Lao Changtou. I will also be the jailer of District A11 in the future. Please take good care of me."

Chang Sixiu knew in his heart that the Black Abyss Prison was very dangerous. Only with help and help would he not be blinded and fall into danger.

Compared with other newcomers, he is extremely lucky. With the foundation laid by his grandfather, he will not be too uncomfortable.

"Easy to say."

When Dafu saw Chang Siliu, he vaguely saw something of Old Changtou's appearance on his face, and he unconsciously felt a sense of care in his heart.

"If you strictly abide by the three rules of survival in the dark prison, you will not die."

Cai Rong still had the serious look on his face and was not very good at showing his feelings. He reminded everyone before that he was always taking good care of Chang Sixiu, but when he saw the real person, he became stiff again.

"Those prisoners really cannot be contacted."

Wang Xian nodded. He knew a lot of things, but the more he knew, the more he felt that the prisoners of the Black Abyss Prison were extremely terrifying and should not be messed with.

"I understand these rules, don't worry."

Chang Sixiu responded one by one. During this period, his brain was filled with many knowledge points about survival in the Black Abyss Prison.

Before leaving this morning, grandpa kept thinking about it, and he was very worried about happiness.

They met, said hello, and everyone dispersed. Even if they were looking after, it would not be the same as teaching a three-year-old child. It was more about giving guidance and self-realization.

Chang Siliu knew that he was very free in the Black Abyss Prison. As long as he didn't mess around, he could do whatever he wanted.

He stood on the edge, observing Area 11, and then saw a person. The person was very indifferent in such an environment. There was a white flower beside him, with his back to the skylight from the window. The whole person looked kind. The feeling of clarity is very much like the artistic conception of Senluo Hell as a holy realm.

All of a sudden, he knew who this person was.

"Brother Chen, grandpa has told me to listen to you in everything. From now on, I will follow you and do what you want."

Chang Siliu walked over, somewhat respectfully. This was what his grandfather had told him. It was very dangerous in the Black Abyss Prison. If you are not a very powerful person, then you should follow the powerful people.

Fortunately, there are such powerful people in District A and Eleven, and they have a good relationship with grandpa.

"The Black Abyss Prison is very dangerous, but don't do anything inappropriate. God will keep you safe."

Chen Sheng had a good impression of Chang Siyou. He was respectful, polite, and maybe a little childish, but that was his nature and should not be criticized harshly.

Old Changtou is a good man, and it seems that his grandson will not be ruined in the Black Abyss Prison.

"How could I go out of my way? I have the rank of jailer inherited from my family, so I will definitely abide by the rules."

Chang Siliang said quickly.

Only ignorance can lead to fearlessness. As a jailer passed down from generation to generation, he is deeply aware of the horror of the Black Abyss Prison. There are man-eating demons hidden everywhere, and he cannot act recklessly.

"Ah."

Chen Sheng could see that Chang Siyou was indeed prepared, and following a certain routine, he said, "What are the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison?"

When he first entered the Black Abyss Prison, Old Changtou told him about the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison. Now that he has met his grandson, he talks about it again. It feels like there is a sense of intertwined cause and effect.

"Don't be greedy! Don't be curious! Don't have mercy!"

Chang Sixi replied without even thinking about it.

He has memorized the three survival rules of the Black Abyss Prison since he was a child, and it is almost ingrained in his bones.

"Know that you may not be able to do it. No matter what you have in mind, during this period, read, listen and ask more, but don't do too much. Once the knowledge in your mind is digested, you will be safe."

There were many suggestions in Chen Sheng's words. Chang Sixiu knew a lot about the Black Abyss Prison, but these things were not put into practice, and there was still a layer between them.

Only by corroborating what you have seen and learned over time can you truly understand.

"I will."

Always consider the answer of obedience.

For some reason, when he faced Chen Sheng, he had a sense of déjà vu as if he were facing his grandfather. The old-fashionedness and wisdom accumulated over the years were convincing.

the next period of time.

Chang Siliu strictly implemented Chen Sheng's instructions, watching more, listening more, and asking more questions, but did not do more.

Even "Cai Rong", the model jailer of Black Abyss Prison, could not find a single fault. He was recognized by everyone and was completely integrated into the jailer group in District A11.

After receiving the recognition, Chang Sixiang relaxed completely. Only then did he realize that his career as a jailer in Black Abyss Prison was really leisurely.

The unchanging cell, the almost impossible prisoner escape, and the darkness that cannot be seen at a glance magnify this idleness to a state of emptiness.

He looked at the lives of other seniors.

Dafu studied the way of flowers and plants.

Wang Xianbao asked.

Cai Rongxin was like a piece of iron, resisting directly.

He decided that he had to find something to do, but it seemed like there was nothing to do.

"Go to Chen Sheng."

This is what his grandfather said. When you are in doubt, you can ask Chen Sheng.

End of this chapter