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Chapter 37 is also a prison specialty
The day's work ended quickly, and because we didn't get any useful collections, most of the new day passed quickly.

In the evening, sitting in the restaurant, Feng Xue ate the dishes which were much more sumptuous than those for other prisoners. He wondered if this was special treatment for death row prisoners, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unlikely.

I've heard of the last meal for execution, but I've never heard of the last meal for execution every day...

It has been four days since Feng Xue traveled to this world, and surprisingly, he did not feel uncomfortable at all. Although it was not as leisurely as the life after he quit his job to write books, it was still much more relaxed than when he had just graduated.

The most outrageous thing is that the big pot meals in this prison are actually better than takeout!

If there wasn't a death sentence chasing after him, as long as it was a life sentence, Feng Xue wouldn't mind living here for a few years.

But what surprised him a little was that some of the prisoners who were staying in the single cells next to him seemed to eat dinner a little quickly today.

Although prisoners usually eat quickly, this usually applies to breakfast and lunch in the Beehive Prison, because the prison guards will count down next to them. When the time is up, even if they have not finished eating, they must get up immediately and line up to get ready for work. Only people like Feng Xue who live in a single room have some privileges.

But as for dinner, since there is no arrangement afterwards, the prison guards will be relatively relaxed, and the prisoners will naturally eat slower - at least they will chew a few times, instead of swallowing it directly like they do for brunch.

But today, why are even those living in single rooms starting to eat so fast?

He glanced around and found that the ordinary prisoners had not finished eating yet. This made him feel a little confused and he ate a little faster.

However, before he finished eating, an accident happened.

That was when ordinary prisoners had finished their dinner and the prisoners in the single cells were still chewing slowly. Feng Xue was still curious as to why the prison guards had not come to announce the end of dinner today. Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air passed by his side, followed by a "bang".

It was as if the fuse of dynamite had been lit; the entire restaurant instantly became boiling. The prisoners who had been eating quietly began to riot instantly, and more than a dozen prisoners suddenly started fighting together. Then, the prisoners who were eating around them seemed to have received some kind of signal and quickly stood up and surrounded the battlefield.

The prisoners in the single cells who had sped up their pace also stood up and watched with joy. Feng Xue even saw the man opposite him standing on the table with a plate of fried noodles in his hand and watching.

The prison guard had hidden aside at some point, but Feng Xue's keen sense inherited from his predecessor allowed him to sense a series of gazes. He glanced in the direction of the stabbing man and saw a rifle sticking out of a window.

No, more than one. In this large cafeteria that could accommodate thousands of people for meals, Feng Xue could find more than a dozen guns.

"What's going on? Are the prison guards allowing a fight?" Feng Xue's head was confused, but the fight in the field was quite intense. More than a dozen people were rolling in a ball, but Feng Xue soon discovered that their fight was more like a professional wrestling exhibition match. It was not even as entertaining as an exhibition match. All the attacks were directed at the thick skin and flesh, as if they were fighting just for the sake of fighting, not to knock down the opponent at all.

Feng Xue didn't think that it was possible for someone who was imprisoned in the Beehive Prison not to know how to fight. In other words, if he didn't know how to fight, he simply wouldn't be able to do this kind of precise fighting style that avoided all the vital points.

Thinking of the previous prisoners in the single cell who had sped up, Feng Xue had some guesses in his mind, but it was difficult for him to understand the significance of this "reserved program".

"It can't be that this is to let the prisoners vent their excess energy, right?" Feng Xue looked at the prisoners who were already standing on the table, waving their arms and cheering loudly. Judging from their postures, the fight was probably not just in front of him. The originally quiet cafeteria suddenly seemed to have turned into a large-scale sports event, with thousands of spectators surrounding dozens of athletes and cheering loudly.

From time to time, you can see empty bowls and plates flying by, and food juice flying everywhere, but those who are splashed will not get angry. Instead, they will shout and scream more arrogantly. However, there are also some who will join the battle with an unhappy look on their faces, but like everyone else, they accurately avoid all vital points.

This scene was so magical that Feng Xue was completely stunned!

However, this farce did not last too long. After about two or three minutes, which is the time of a boxing round, a gunshot was suddenly heard.

Immediately afterwards, the prisoners in the cafeteria stopped their movements instantly as if the pause button had been pressed. Some raised their hands, while the more cowardly ones simply squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads. They were like two different groups of people compared to their previous arrogant appearance.

Feng Xue also noticed that he was not the only one in the prison who knew nothing. At least at a glance, he could see dozens of prisoners who were confused and had not even had time to stop cheering.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Feng Xue suddenly had an idea. He immediately raised his hands. Then he saw the person on the table who had not had time to react was shot down. However, judging from the way he was still twitching on the table, it should be a rubber bullet.

Groups of prison guards finally rushed in waving batons. Although loud, but not very angry, shouts of scolding came from outside the cafeteria. A few people who had not yet figured out the situation wanted to call on the thousands of prisoners to rush over the only one or two hundred prison guards, and then they were hit by several rubber bullets.

"Fishing? A show of force?" Feng Xue was thinking about what this situation meant, but the result was quickly decided.

The main offenders who caused the trouble were put in solitary confinement for three days, and the rest were deducted points or given additional tasks. Everything seemed to have passed just like that, but Feng Xue discovered that the few who were sentenced to solitary confinement did not look like they were being punished at all -

No, there are still some, such as the prison guard who came in before and didn’t understand the situation clearly, and now has a sad look on his face.

"Is there something fishy going on here?"

Feng Xue was taken back to the single room by the prison guards while mumbling. Looking at the juice splattered on her body, she shook her head, opened the closet, took out a set of identical prison uniforms, and planned to go to the bathroom to wash herself.

"You can change clothes and wash up in a single room. I don't know what's wrong with those ordinary prisoners..."

Feng Xue muttered to herself, but soon, the answer came to her -

"Bring your toiletries and take a shower in five minutes!"

"Ah this..." Feng Xue's face was filled with confusion as he heard the prison guard knocking on the railing and shouting outside the door.

"It can't be that because they have a bath on Wednesday, these prisoners are having fun before taking a bath, right?"

(End of this chapter)