The Wicked Cultivation Game

Chapter 530 Prison treatment (810, autumn subscription)

Jing Yan was dumbfounded.

Can it still be like this? !

Snake rats can't make a nest?

When a yawning, sister-in-law-like woman who seemed to be awake and holding freshly brewed coffee came to visit the prison, Jing Yan didn't know how to react at all.

He is timid, afraid of being killed by someone...

It's you who reported the Tengli Group for releasing a game of death?

I, I'm mentally ill. It's all my imagination. There's nothing wrong with Tengli Group!

Stop pretending, the surveillance data over there has been sent, oh... Your IP address has even turned over a picture of a game death case.

...

Jing Yan opened his mouth wide, his heart sank, and he felt deeply powerless.

In the face of such an official organization as the huge [Network Association], his personal power is really too small and insignificant.

I...will I be killed? Jing Yan asked in a hoarse voice, with red eyes, grabbing the iron pillars of the prison.

Dead? You are a legal citizen, why should we kill you?

I won't be silenced??

The hope of surviving brought Jing Yan back from hell to heaven in one fell swoop.

As long as he can live, he swears, there will never be a next time, and there will never be any curiosity.

That depends on whether you cooperate or not. In short, shut down for a couple of months to observe and observe.

Ah? I promise I won't say anything, sister let me out?

Oh? That's called Sister Ying, come and listen. Sister Ying took a sip of coffee gracefully.

Sister Ying! Sister Ying! Let me out.

Not sweet enough, no emotion, don't let it go.

Just as we were talking, someone outside shouted: Sister Ying, it's time to go to work. The workaholic Qiu Dugu has been watching the night again. The chairman of the lottery blamed us for being too tired!

As soon as the words fell, Jing Yan saw that Sister Ying's face darkened, she poured coffee into her mouth angrily, and was about to go out.

Only then did Jing Yan notice that Sister Ying...has no tongue.

Her coffee was drawn directly down her throat and into her stomach.

Wait, wait!! Sister Ying, I will be obedient, I will be obedient, I will obey you in everything, let me out!

Tread.

Sister Ying then stopped and looked back at Jingyan.

Rushing to work, I almost forgot to tell you. Here, someone will arrange for you in a unified manner, which is no different from going to jail. The only thing you are allowed to do, there is only one thing, and that is to play games. But absolutely Don't mention these things with others, otherwise you don't want to...'boom'.

Jing Yan's face turned pale and his body trembled.

Of course he knew what Sister Ying meant by the bang.

But, but...

But I died in the game...

Yes, so you cherish this little life and become strong enough.

Sister Ying started to walk out again, leaving a meaningful sentence.

The world is too dangerous to take care of everyone's safety. So do it yourself, smart young man.

good for myself...

Jing Yan was a little confused.

He looked at the game watch in his hand.

Except for the game watch, everything else was taken away from him, and the mobile phone was no exception.

But Jing Yan was afraid from the bottom of his heart whether he would play the game or not.

Just looking at the game watch, he would recall in his mind the scene of the yellow hair bursting out of the video conversation with himself, like a death loop, playing repeatedly in his mind.

Jing Yan observed the prison, a bed, a wardrobe, a toilet with a shower head on it.

When I opened the closet, I found prisoner uniforms, all of general models, some of which were bloody, not very clean.

Empty his mind, Jing Yan sat on the bed, motionless, feeling like he was dreaming.

A day ago, he was still sitting on one of the most famous studios in the Blue Ocean game, with a happy life and a promising future.

It turned out that just one day later, he was locked in the prison, and he was not allowed to do anything. All he was allowed to do was play the death game.

Jing Yan felt that he hadn't collapsed yet, it was a miracle.

I will persist! I will persist! Someone will come to me, whether it is the studio or my family, someone will come to me!

If they find out...

Jing Yan was still holding on to the hopeful mood just now, and suddenly fell to the bottom.

Because the one who imprisoned him was an official organization, a member of the [Internet Association]. Although Jing Yan didn't know him, he should be a member of the [Internet Association]!

And if an official organization does such a thing, what will happen to those who came to investigate for me, he dare not think about it.

At this moment, instead, he prayed to his relatives and friends not to come looking for him, not to follow his path and come here.

In this complex mood, the day and night passed quickly.

During the period, except for a person dressed like a cleaner who put a bowl of rice in front of him, no one else came at all.

Jing Yan resolutely refused to eat. He thought that since the other party was a member of the official organization, he should at least have some humanity. If he kept it for himself, he would not starve to death.

With this as a condition, there may be a chance to negotiate.

But soon, the next night, the cleaning lady came again, and when she saw that there was yesterday's meal on the ground, she turned around and left without hesitation, without even replacing it with new rice.

Jing Yan was stunned for a moment, restraining himself, and found that it was still the same.

Now he quickly shouted: I'll eat! I'll eat! Don't go! I'm starving to death!

Only then did the cleaning aunt show her kindness, and she looked contemptuously like looking at Shakou, which was not harmful, but threw the new rice on the ground in an insulting manner.

eat.

After speaking, she turned around and was about to leave.

Jing Yan was in a hurry: Wait! I know you won't let me out, at least improve my food? Although I often call myself a cook, but if you really let me cook, I... I, I'm a little...

Auntie Clean understood what Jing Yan meant, groped her body, took out a card, and threw it over.

Jing Yan picked it up suspiciously.

Three realms of the day after tomorrow: a bowl of rice (medium) + a bowl of vegetarian dishes.

Acquired Second Class: A bowl of rice (large) + a bowl of vegetarian dishes + a bowl of soup (random).

Acquired top-notch: a bowl of rice (large) + a bowl of meat dishes + a bowl of vegetarian dishes + a bowl of soup.

Innate three-tiered state: you can see the leader.

Remark 1: Anyone who reaches Houtian Realm will have one more chance to refill food every day.

Remark 2: The cook, the dry soul, and the dry are all masters, come on!

Remark 3: After arriving at Houtian Realm, you can get a customized mobile phone, view the customized tasks of the [joint association], and there are additional rewards for completing the tasks, such as being released from prison for one day, requesting external phone communication, and going to scenic spots to relax...

Jing Yan: ...

Good guy!

I'm just a good TM guy!