[Comprehensive] I run a prison in Xiongying

Seeing everyone's eyes on him, Fujiwara turned slightly sideways, lowered his voice and said, "That... didn't you agree that there will be a bonus? What about the bonus? Why is there only one trophy?"

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Could it be... Isn't this trophy the highest honor for a chef?

He was holding this trophy, but what he was thinking about in his mind was money? !

The organizers forced a smile that they thought was very warm: "Don't worry, you won't lose the bonus."

"Yeah, that's good." Fujiwara Shun, who was relieved, nodded quickly.

He coughed twice, and immediately stood up straight, looking forward with a serious face.

In the prison, Tutu sat on the ground, resting his head on one hand, looking at Chisato Ito who had regained his emotions, and asked: "This time you won the championship, your contribution value is enough to offset your remaining years, do you want to start again after you go out?" Going back to Songchuan? Now that you have cleared up your previous grievances, you are still a chef, as long as you go back, you can get the same treatment as before."

Chiri Ito shook his head, and said lightly: "No, I hope you can let me stay here."

"Are you sure? Not bored?"

"Anyway, no matter where you are, as long as you can cook."

Tutu rolled his eyes and smiled: "Well, Shun will also pay you, and if you really leave, everyone in the prison will be reluctant."

Chiri Ito smiled and said thank you in a low voice.

Fujiwara Shun finally finished the award ceremony, and went to collect the important money he should get with the organizers.

Along the way, the organizers were all emotional.

"It's really young and promising. I'm going to be 60 years old. When I was young, I dreamed of getting this award. As a result, I haven't been able to get it in my life. Alas, sometimes I envy you who are lucky. Man, if I could have a chef with me when I was a child, I guess it would be almost the same now."

"You are very good now." Fujiwara Shun hurriedly flattered, but he was anxious.

This is to get him money quickly, this is an important fund for future construction.

What kind of mess is not important to him, small money is the most important thing.

"Haha, you don't have to say that, I'm still far away." The organizer said, and brought Fujiwara Shun to the bank.

The money prepared by the bank before was handed over to Shun Fujiwara.

"You can count it." The organizer said.

"No, no, no, I trust you." Fujiwara Shun said quickly, but in his heart, he asked Tutu to use his mental strength to scan the money in the box. After Tutu said that the amount was exactly 5000 million yen, he was more relieved. .

"Well, that's good." The organizers stared straight at the trophy in Fujiwara Shun's hand.

The champion of the Chef King Competition, his dream for many years.

"Hey, if I can have this trophy, I will really die without regret." The organizer sighed.

"That..." Fujiwara Shun was about to say hello and leave, but when he heard this, he stopped immediately and handed the trophy forward: "That, do you want it? How about I sell it to you for [-] yen? "

The person from the organizer: "..."

"It feels a little expensive? That's [-] yen? Let me tell you, it can't be less. It's also gold-plated, so it should be worth a little."

"roll!"

……

After Fujiwara Shun successfully pissed people off, he quickly left with the money and the trophy.

Out of everyone's sight, he immediately hid and returned to the wicked prison.

In the wicked prison, No. 011 was already cleaning the back kitchen. Fujiwara Shun came to him and put the trophy in front of him.

"Here, yours." Fujiwara Shun said.

Chiri Ito glanced, "I don't need this thing."

"I don't need it either, and this was originally won by you, but I can't give you the money, I need it urgently now." Fujiwara Shun said.

Ito Chiri smiled, but said nothing.

"You can deal with it casually, by the way, give me your ID card." Fujiwara Shun said.

Chiri Ito handed his ID card to Shun Fujiwara.

Fujiwara took it in an instant, wiped it with his right hand, and immediately the words on the back changed.

Name: Chisato Ito.

Occupation: The wicked prison chef.

Contribution points: 1000 (Note: Each contribution point can be exchanged for one yen.)

Remarks: With this card, the staff of the wicked prison can enter and exit the wicked prison at will, but they are not allowed to bring other people in and out, otherwise the person who enters and exits will be wiped out.

After changing his identity, Fujiwara Shun's identity card was handed back to Chisato Ito.

"From now on, you will be the hired chef of our wicked prison. You can enter and exit the wicked prison freely. Just take this ID card and say what you want to enter or leave the wicked prison. Your freedom will not be restricted." Fujiwara Shun said.

"Thank you." Ito Chiri said in a low voice.

He calmly took the identity card, although he knew that when he returned to that world, he could still have the same reputation as before and be admired by everyone.

But he didn't have the idea of ​​returning to that world, he was already disappointed in that world, and his future dream was to stay in this prison and cook for everyone.

Fujiwara Shun didn't talk to Ito Zhiri for the time being. After finishing his work, he immediately came to a quiet place and found Tutu.

"Now that we have the money, what rewards are you talking about that can be unlocked?" Fujiwara Shun asked.

At the same time, he exchanged all the 5000 million yen in his hands for gold coins that the wicked prison can use.

"There are many kinds of rewards here, and each corresponds to a different task. You can take a look at it yourself and choose the one you think is more appropriate." Tutu handed the tablet in his hand to Fujiwara Shun.

Fujiwara Shun took the tablet and flipped it down.

"Hey, this is a bit interesting, establishing a wicked office. What does this mean?" Fujiwara Shun asked, pointing to one of the tasks.

"Wicked People's Office, that's..." Before Tutu finished speaking, his expression suddenly changed.

"Tutu?" Fujiwara instantly felt the nervousness of Tutu, and called out.

Tutu's complexion was particularly bad, his fists were clenched tightly, and his body was trembling slightly.

"Someone is doing something wrong." Tutu gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Shun asked.

"Shun, wait here for a while, I'll go out for a while. Remember, I didn't call you, you must not leave the wicked prison!" Tutu reminded with some worry.

Fujiwara Shun's heart tightened at Tutu's words, and he nodded.

Tutu immediately left the wicked prison, and rushed towards the sensed direction.

In a remote forest, No. 109 was lazily lying on the branch of one of the trees.

"I said, although we have decided to use this method, do we need to be in such a hurry? It's time to call the battle now, and the people from the enemy alliance haven't given us a clear answer yet." No. 109 said casually.

It is still a phantom system, and the rhinoceros said in a deep voice: "We can't wait to negotiate, just got the news that No. 108 won the championship in the Chef King Competition, it's not important, the key is that the champion can get 5000 million yen With this money, he will definitely build new things at the fastest speed, that is to say, his combat power will soon surpass ours."

"Bastard." No. 109 thought of No. 108's rapidly increasing combat power, squinted his eyes and cursed angrily.

"So we can't wait any longer. While he has just received the money, he must have not started construction, so we will fight. The tactics signed by the system cannot be refused, and we have time. If he has not yet Accepting the letter of war, the system will automatically judge him as a deserter and will kill him." Rhinoceros said with a sneer.

"That is to say, until tomorrow at most is the date of his death." No. 109 smiled frantically.

"That's right, and we have already notified the people of the enemy alliance. Although they have not come yet, we have already told them the consequences. If we lose this game, No. 108 will get the reward. At that time, All Might It's going to be back to where it was at its peak, and I think that's the last thing they want to see."

"Yeah, forgive them for not daring not to come. No. 108... I've endured you for a long time!"

"Hey, what are you muttering about?" A boy's voice suddenly appeared behind them.

No. 109 turned his head abruptly, and saw a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in a black sportswear standing on a tree branch behind him, looking at him with his arms around him.

"None of your shit." No. 109 cursed.

"You guys called up the gauntlet, forcing me to come here, and talking like this now, isn't it a bit impolite?" The boy, that is, Tutu stared at him and said with a sneer.

"You are No. 108?" No. 109 narrowed his eyes, and looked at it seriously, "No, I have seen No. 108 before, you are not."

"Tch." Tutu sneered.

"Who are you?" Number 109 asked sharply.

"I don't even know you, sir. You are living a miserable life." Tutu curled her lips and said sympathetically.

No. 109 was about to go back, when suddenly the rhinoceros beside him said in disbelief: "You are 108 system! Impossible! How did you evolve to this point! I just gave birth to wisdom, how could you have reached the point of perfection? body!"

"What's impossible? That's because you are ignorant!" Tutu glanced at it and said.

The rhinoceros was still in shock. After a long while, he came back to his senses and looked at Tutu with eyes full of covetousness: "Haha, I know, you must have put the benefits of the system on yourself at the beginning, that's why you are here." Growing up so fast, let me tell you, how could number 108’s initial combat power be so low! But even if you have full physical fitness? It's all mine! Hahahahaha."

"Imagination is wonderful, applaud!" Tutu clapped his hands, but there was a stern look in his eyes: "But, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."

"Stop talking nonsense, after the battle letter, don't hurry up and call out your little master, let us completely destroy you!" Rhinoceros laughed.

Tutu pouted and said no more.

It is true that the war book has been issued, and they have no other choice but to fight, but he will not let Shun face these dangers, this guy, he will defeat it!

Thinking of this, Tutu rushed towards No. 109.

The rhinoceros of No. 109's system is still just a phantom, and it hasn't even reached the second stage of the animal entity. A system in this state has no combat effectiveness. As long as No. 109 is defeated, the instant crisis will be resolved!

"You are so arrogant!" No. 109 sneered, his hair turned red instantly, and his right hand stretched out, turning into a dragon's claw.

With a bang, the two collided.

Then they separated in an instant, and there were five bloodstains on Tutu's right hand, while No. 109's entire right hand was numb, and he even felt his bones groaning.

His right hand was also trembling violently. Although on the surface, Tutu's injury was more serious, in fact, he had already been injured to the bone by Tutu's punch!

The rhino was at the side, seeing all this, suddenly his pupils shrank suddenly.

"You have the highest level of innate skills, ancient martial arts!" Rhino exclaimed.

Tutu pursed her lips tightly and did not answer. A stern look flashed in her dark eyes, and she stared closely at 109.

If No. 109 is not removed for a day, there will be a threat of a day for Shun.

Since they took the initiative to choose the afternoon, he would take this opportunity to help Shun get rid of this threat completely!

Tutu slowly clenched his fists, and looked at 109 with unprecedented ruthlessness.