Genshin Impact: Have you ever heard of the Akatsuki Organization?

Mellow Petersburg is really not small, much larger than the house in Chen Gehu.

"Eh?" Paimon was stunned. "Why are you comparing the size of our house with the prison?!"

The people who were traveling with her looked at Paimeng strangely, not understanding why she suddenly said that.

Obito understood Paimon very well, and he hit her little head with a knife.

"Stop paying attention to the narration all the time, okay? Don't even think about whether you two are from the same dimension."

"Accidentally, accidentally, hehe..."

The rail car finally arrived, and several people were waiting at the terminus.

The one in the middle is obviously the head of the prison, and his modeling is different from the NPCs next to him.

"This is Leosli, the highest person in charge of Melo Petersburg, generally called the Duke." Villette introduced everyone to the man standing in the center of the welcoming team.

Leosly fits the image of a tough guy very well, even Master Itachi looked at him twice.

His physique is quite similar to Kisame, but without the Samehada fusion.

Strong and powerful, strong and powerful.

The rest of the people also looked at him with admiration or scrutiny, except Ying and Obito.

Void terminal, start!

Ying: [What are you betting on?]

Obito: [The loser cannot move below.]

Paimon: [Can you please not talk about this kind of bet in the group? You two can't chat privately? And what are you betting on? ]

Obito: [Look at Leosly's head. We're betting on whether the two tufts are ears or hair. I'm betting on the ears.]

Ying: [I bet on the hair.]

Paimon: [Are you guys bored? ]

In fact, Obito had a plan.

I'm a man with the Rinnegan, how could I not see that those two tufts of hair on Leosly's head are hair?

He just wanted to be down there.

In order to make the bet come to a conclusion, Paimon took action, performed a flying stall, and hit Leosley on the head.

"Be careful."

Paimon's small body has no impact at all. Apart from somewhat damaging the image of a duke, the only thing left is the tangy milky aroma.

Leosli took Paimon down from his head, and Paimon took the opportunity to confirm whether the two tufts were ears.

As for why they didn't ask directly, it was mainly because Obito and Ying felt it was impolite to ask directly.

Paimon said that you are noble and great, so I just hit him on the head and I was being polite.

Paimon returned to Obito and Ying in disappointment and gave a negative answer.

Ying: [Hey, you lose. You stay down there today and can’t move.]

Obito: [Ugh, Kurusi! ]

I was so happy.

The creation of Paimon was just a small episode. After the handover was completed, Navilette left Melo Petersburg, and the next itinerary was handled by the top leader, Leosli.

Since it is an exchange and learning activity, a visit and introduction to the various prison facilities is naturally indispensable.

Obito was not very interested in most things, but the people around him, especially the Minato couple, were very interested.

In their words, this place is much more spectacular than Konoha's heavy torture room.

That is, prisoners serving their sentences are relatively freer.

Leosley also explained to them: "This place is different from traditional prisons. It is equivalent to a small society. Under normal circumstances, it can meet all the normal needs of a person from birth to death, without the need to go to the outside world."

Paimon was a little confused, "Then being a prisoner is no different from living in another place?"

"There is a difference," Leosley smiled slightly, "If you want, I can arrange a prisoner's position for you to experience it."

"Ahh... I'd better not do that."

Obito and his companions set out late, so it was lunch time not long after they arrived here.

Usually, Leosli's meals were delivered to his office, but today he had to entertain several guests from the Akatsuki organization, so they ate together in the cafeteria.

The specifications are also quite high. Although they are all packed in the same lunch boxes, they are full of ingredients.

Leosley explained, "I asked the cafeteria to make some 'jackpots'. These meals are limited every day, and inmates can buy one at a fixed price for every meal, and occasionally they can buy a particularly sumptuous one."

"Life always has to have some surprises."

Obito thought this was pretty good. After all, one should always have some dreams in life, no matter big or small.

The prisoners in Mellow Petersburg have jobs and receive wages.

But it was not a mola, but a concession voucher, a currency that circulated only in Melopenitzburg.

Most of the work involves processing parts of clockwork mechanisms, which is similar to screwing screws in a workshop, but it is relatively more dangerous.

Those who behave well during their sentences can do less strenuous work such as cleaning and helping in the kitchen.

To get this kind of job, one must be able to stand the test of time. Managers must observe the prisoner for a long time and confirm that he is not dangerous and obeys management before promoting him to a position outside the production area.

Our Mr. Tadalia has not even been in jail for a week, so of course he has to go to the factory to buy car parts.

As lunch time began, the prisoners returned from the production area one after another.

Well, Master Da, who had been busy all morning, was queuing up to get his meal, coupon in hand.

It looks like some of our snow leopard friends are queuing up to receive subsidies before being discovered by scouts in the world's highest city.

The sharp-eyed Obito family immediately spotted Ding... Tartaglia hiding in the crowd.

"Eh? Sir, why are you here too?"

Paimon floated over with a gurgling sound.

I can't criticize this. Paimeng really has a bad memory. Ying still owed her the gift of immortality at the beginning, but she didn't even remember such an important thing.

Tartaglia felt offended, and Paimon seemed to be asking: Mr. Tartaglia, Mr. Tartaglia, how did you end up in jail?

But he was kindhearted and quickly forgot about Paimon's offense. "Aha, my friends and leader, you are here."

Tartaglia, who had just received the lunch box, sat down at Obito's table naturally. "Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Well...you can either find a way to get out on your own, or try to get your sentence reduced and get out of prison sooner. Forget about helping me."

Obito stretched his head to take a look at the contents of Tartaglia's lunch box, and the corner of his mouth twitched.

Then he pushed his share to him.

"Eat this. I just saw you when I was touring the production area. I've never seen you work so hard."

There was a lump of paste in Tartaglia's lunch box that was difficult to see through. Even Obito's Rinnegan and the Void Terminal could not analyze the ingredients inside.

Damn, it’s the power of Sumeru. This is probably another first prize in the cafeteria.

Tartaglia happily accepted Obito's feeding, "Don't worry, I helped my cellmate with work all morning today, and got the information that we can get out through the drain, and we will take action tonight."

After he finished speaking, Tartaglia noticed that the people at the table were looking at him strangely.

"What's wrong? Oh~ You're worried about me, don't worry, I'm an executive officer after all, so it's no problem for me to stay under the sea for a few hours."

Obito rubbed his temples with both hands, "That's not the question..."

Opposite to Tartaglia sat Leosly, and Ying blocked his sight with her hand, while Paimon blocked his ears.

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