Chapter 19
"Finally came out." Outside the imperial city of Lin Kingdom, Jun Ru, who saw the sun again, had tears in his eyes. He looked back at the gate of the city where he came out, full of affection and no regrets.

He must never enter that ghostly place again!
God knows how he spent these days.

As a senior player who does not hit the south wall, does not look back, does not see the Yellow River, does not give up, does not enter the coffin and does not cry, please enter the urn and squat in the prison, and you will not be at ease.

In the first two days, he carefully observed the surrounding environment and paid attention to the movements of the guards, and finally found that there were no guards in the dungeon at all.

This discovery made Jun Ruin very excited.

The absence of guards meant that as long as he could open and close the door of his cell, he would have a chance to escape smoothly.

With the lessons learned from my last action and being encouraged by others to formulate an inappropriate action plan, please enter the urn this time and make all preparations extremely cautious.

He didn't talk to the cold coriander who was in the same prison, but only thought about the escape route by himself.

On the fourth day in prison, please enter the urn and start practicing the escape plan.

In his opinion, this action plan is foolproof.

Please use your ancestral craftsmanship to pull out a hair from your head and pour your thoughts into it. The originally flexible hair becomes hard and the lock is easily opened.

When the cell door was gently opened by him, Jun Ruweng had a smug smile all over his face.

hey-hey!That's it!It's just a prison cell, and you still want to trap him? !His ancestors have the blood of thieves!

If it weren't for the fact that he didn't bring any tools with him, today he was appointed to perform eighteen tricks to escape from prison.

They clapped their hands, threw away the used strands of hair, and asked Jun Ruin to walk out happily.

Perhaps it was because of excessive complacency, extreme joy begets sorrow, but as soon as Jun Ruweng took a step out of the cell, the lamp on the wall of the dungeon lit up.

In the past few days in prison, please Jun Ruweng has never seen such a bright light.

He even saw the sympathetic eyes cast by the cold coriander in the opposite cell.

A tall guard wearing a metal mask came to the dungeon at some point, picked up his collar by the nape of his neck like a chick, and threw him into the cell.

Please enter the urn with a dazed look on his face, and feel that something is wrong.

His plan of action was clearly foolproof, why was he arrested before he even got out of the cell?

The cold coriander was leaning against the wall peacefully, and introduced to the audience in the live broadcast room through the lit lights: "Good afternoon, audience masters, I will broadcast the prison escape progress of the inmates in the opposite cell—the first step of prison escape, prison escape fail."

There is sound insulation between the cells, and there is no possibility of shouting and communicating through the air.

In addition, Coriander Coriander currently considers herself a half-official, busy promoting "The Other Shore", and also busy with self-expression and striving for a salary increase.

In his opinion, he is just a big, stupid guy who only has a tall body but no brains. It is not appropriate to say that he is a big stupid guy. The character who invites you into the urn is tall and thin, with a smart name, and looks like he is not very smart.

The cold coriander business is still very active. During the prison period, I can’t live broadcast anything else, and the player’s chat channel can’t be used. I take advantage of the offline time to learn about the task progress and interesting stories of the players in "The Other Side", and I will also watch my own live broadcast The barrage during the live broadcast and the comments under Xingbo who released the live broadcast information, these will be discussed in the next live broadcast.

I didn't panic at all when I couldn't see the live broadcast feedback on the cold coriander, and I stabilized my rhythm.

When the broadcast started today, Coriander Salad, as always, introduced itself first, and then the game.

"Good morning, audience masters, I am the anchor of Salted Coriander, and the content of the live broadcast is——I am in prison in "The Other Shore"."

"Recently, the holographic game "The Other Shore" is very popular. As an intermittent European emperor, the anchor was very lucky to get a place for the first internal test, and was lucky to toss himself into a prison."

This time the live broadcast is a little different from the previous ones. It seems that the official has adjusted the scope of the live broadcast for him, and additionally opened the permission to view the barrage by drawing.

【XiangXiangXiang, is your cellmate opposite you? 】

[Is that on the opposite side a player?What is he doing?Look at the cilantro. 】

[Does the person on the opposite side want to escape from prison?I have been studying the lock of the prison door for a long time. 】

[This person has something, he actually used his hair to pick the lock! 】

The probability of picking one out of a hundred barrages, the barrages drawn in real time are all about the players in the opposite cell.

Salad Coriander adjusted the angle of the live broadcast recording by himself. The live broadcast camera is from God’s perspective and is not hindered by the darkness. Through his own live broadcast screen, Salad Coriander can clearly see the operation of inviting you into the urn.

What he was holding in his hand was indeed a strand of hair, that's right, he discovered it relatively late, when he saw it happened to be the scene where he asked Jun to enter the urn and successfully unlock the lock and throw away the strand of hair.

At the same time, the cold coriander and the audience in the live broadcast room witnessed the whole process of the expression of inviting you into the urn from () to ().

[Did he notice that the guard was standing in front of him? 】

[Although this urn player looks handsome when he uses his hair to pick the lock, but he looks like a rabbit being picked up by his ears hahahahahaha weak, helpless and pitiful when he is picked up and thrown back]

[When unlocking: I am worthy of it, when being arrested: who am I and where am I]

Salad Coriander guessed that the barrage in her live broadcast room should be full of joyful laughter. In order to show the friendship with her fellow inmates in the prison, Salad Coriander held back her laughter and cast a sympathetic look.

Please lie down again in the urn, no matter how hard you think about it, how you were discovered.

The guard's voice was calm and unwavering, and he announced ruthlessly: "Please enter the urn and try to escape from the prison. According to the dungeon management regulations, you will be punished with an additional half-term imprisonment."

"The penalty is not very heavy, it's only five days in half a day."

Salted coriander glanced at the barrage, and found that someone asked how long half a day was, so he answered casually.

"This old man originally only had to squat for five days, and he could go out tomorrow by squatting honestly. I didn't expect such a fuss to happen."

He will be released immediately after serving his sentence, so he has to toss about it.

Cold coriander sighed in his heart. He hoped that he would only have to squat for five days. Live squatting sounds interesting, but in fact there is nothing to broadcast. It is purely professional ethics that he can persist.

He lost his job as a professional fan of "The Continent of Gods and Demons" by doing a line of love. He finally won such an opportunity, so he can't mess it up too.

Cold coriander was thinking like this, just as he was about to work hard, newcomers began to enter the originally empty dungeon.

The title of the live broadcast of cold coriander has changed from I was in a prison in "The Other Shore" to "The dungeon is my home, and the excitement depends on everyone."

The content of the live broadcast is to guess together with the audience in the live broadcast room what the new prisoner did to come in. Chatting and chatting, the first prisoner and the first prisoner who expired, please Jun Ruin, was finally released after serving his sentence.

The viewers in the live broadcast room swiped the screen full of [Thank you for your patronage and welcome to come next time]. Those who still don’t know anything about the live broadcast of cold coriander, please enter the urn without looking back, and leave the dungeon all the way out of the city gate, only to feel that I was breathing The air becomes free.

(End of this chapter)

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