Great, I'm surrounded by villains.

Chapter 309 Great Cleverness

"Mr. Duan Mingyuan, I would like you to be a witness and witness the changes on this planet."

Finally, the mechanical prison guard extended an invitation to Duan Mingyuan and left him an access card to the studio.

Anyone who carries this access card will be the special guest of this trial and will enjoy this event in the studio with audiences from different planets.

"Tonight is the time for personnel registration."

……

Night falls quietly.

The newly imprisoned space pirate heard a commotion outside his cell and poked his head out.

The prison life here is very different from what they imagined. The identity of space pirates and the average lifespan of 300 years have not won them the respect of other prisoners. Each of them has bruises on their face. When they want to make a speech in the prison area to publicize their "glorious deeds", they are forcibly interrupted by other prisoners.

The prisoners rushed over, pulled them down from the platform, beat them up and kicked them, and stripped off anything that looked valuable from them.

Just like in prison movies, they learned a hard lesson on the first day they were jailed.

Fortunately, it was not yet night when they arrived, and it was not yet time for a bath, so there was no scene of picking up soap or the like.

Although the mechanical prison guards arranged cells for them, the cells were not locked and every prisoner could enter and exit freely. The only function of these cells was to provide them with a "safe house."

One of the rules of the prison area is that it is forbidden to "drop by" other prisoners' rooms without their permission. Prison-specific drops usually refer to acts such as beating and robbery. Once outside the cell, it's a melee zone, and as long as no one is killed, the prison guards won't ask.

The space pirates soon discovered that this was not good news.

The daily supply of supplies in the prison is fixed, and they will be placed in the outer area of ​​the "melee zone". How to bring these supplies back to the cells has become the biggest problem.

“It’s a vicious cycle.”

One of the space pirates said, "The less food we have, the less energy we have to fight with other prisoners."

He had just seen many skinny prisoners in the chaos. They were in tatters and stank. The strong prisoners only dared to watch from a distance when they were being beaten. Only after everyone had left did they timidly step forward to search the "corpses", but when they saw them crawling up from the ground, they immediately fled back to their cells in fear.

"If we can't collect supplies, that's our future."

Mechanical prison guards will maintain their minimum vital signs. When they faint from hunger, they will be sent to the infirmary for treatment for a few days and will be sent back to the cell when their condition stabilizes.

The other prisoners would not let these weak prisoners die. It was not out of kindness, but because the supplies provided by the prison every day were calculated per person, and the status of these people was essentially no different from that of pigs.

Still one of those hungry pigs.

The experiment just now showed that the identities of Boss Arctus and space pirates are of no use here. Perhaps only the identity of crew members of the Space Pirate King can allow them to enjoy the same treatment as Buggy here.

"The most urgent thing now is to pay our respects to the boss. We need to find out the current situation of the prison."

This relatively smart space pirate roughly understood why they were beaten just now - they walked up to the central platform, looking like they were going to give a speech, and it looked like they were going to set up their own camp, so the local tyrants in this prison area would naturally not let them have an easy time.

He leaned on the cell door and looked outside for a while. Seeing that no one was fighting outside and even the skinny prisoners had walked out of the cell, he got bolder and told the others, "Stay here and don't move. I'll go out and take a look first."

The other pirates were still in shock from having just been beaten, so when they saw this smart guy volunteering, they all expressed their agreement.

The facts were just as Dacongming had imagined.

The prisoners all walked towards the square at the same time. An electronic screen appeared out of thin air on the central platform. A mechanical prison guard stood on the platform with an instrument next to it.

Da Congming saw a strong prisoner climb up the platform under the admiring gaze of the people, and input his name into the instrument, and then his name and nickname appeared on the electronic screen.

The screen was filled with densely packed names, and they were still growing at an alarming rate, making it dizzying.

"What are they doing?" Da Congming walked to the end of the team, caught a thin prisoner and asked.

"Sign up for the trial."

This was one of the few times that these "pigs" could walk out of their cells without worrying about being beaten. Fighting was prohibited during the trial registration period, and this was an unwritten rule of the prison.

Because this is a sacred moment.

Those who win the trial will not only become heroes of the prison area, but can also bring many tangible benefits to the prison area. For example, they can make requests to the jailers to improve the food and build public facilities. They heard that the previous prisoner who won the "Purification Trial" brought a bathhouse to their prison area.

The prisoners in that cell block no longer had to soak themselves in the stinking sewers and live in the same room with nameless plankton.

"Those who win the trial will win the respect of everyone. At least during the trial, the prisoners here will not bully you anymore."

The thin prisoner showed a sinister smile. When he opened his mouth, Da Mingming discovered that most of his teeth had fallen out. From the incomplete appearance, it could be seen that he had been beaten.

Da Congming admitted that he was a little moved.

He then asked the thin prisoner in detail about the trial.

After registration, there is one day of preparation for the trial, which usually lasts for a week, with the final winner being decided on the last day of the week.

The entire trial will be broadcast live on electronic screens, and their heroic deeds will be seen by every prisoner.

These all sound like good things, and it's a great opportunity for them to make a name for themselves in prison.

But soon, Da Congming discovered something unusual.

Before them was an opportunity to become a hero, which could bring them many benefits. Even if they failed in the trial, they could at least have a period of peace. However, only a few people signed up in the prison area, and everyone who dared to input his name into the instrument was a strong and ruthless character with a face full of flesh.

He also quickly understood that the densely packed names on the electronic screen were actually the total number of registered prisoners on Prison Star. They came from different prison areas and fought for their own interests.

There is definitely something fishy about this trial.

but……

In the end, Dacongming was unable to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

He squeezed his way through the crowd and climbed onto the platform as the prisoners looked on in amazement.

He stood in front of the instrument and hesitated for a moment when faced with the blank nickname on it.

He doesn't have a decent nickname yet. In the Prison Star, names are no longer important, and nicknames are the prisoners' golden signs.

Have it.

He had an idea.

People often say that there are no wrong nicknames, only wrong names.

And he is a smart man.

But ordinary smart is not enough to describe his wisdom, and he quickly thought of his nickname.

——『Great wisdom』

Looking at the prisoners watching him from the podium and fantasizing about a future in which he would dominate the prison, Da Congming suddenly felt a surge of strength.

——Don't underestimate him, he is a crew member of the space pirate Arctus!

(End of this chapter)