The Spirit World

Chapter 592 Love and Peace.

[Prison whose location cannot be determined]

This is the most top-secret prison. It is a place that only a few people in the entire city of Fulan can find clearly. The strongest magic detection and search are also blocked by the high-intensity magic-forbidden stone here, which means that the guards here must be great swordsmen with superb martial arts or people with extraordinary abilities who do not need to use any magic to enter.

The magic-forbidden stones here are definitely not ordinary items, and the guards here are definitely not ordinary people, but this is a prison, and also a terrible place for detaining important criminals.

Because the criminals in prison are extremely vicious or notorious, their treatment is terribly good. Although it is a prison, they can hardly see simple meals, and can only eat delicacies from land and sea.

"Hmph..." He snorted and laughed softly, with the corners of his mouth curled up: "I'm tired of eating this every day..."

He kicked the bowl of shiny shrimps with his bare feet. The white shrimps, golden oil, and colorful dishes began to flow to the prison door.

He also pulled his feet back and complained: "I want to eat steamed buns, beef and scallion buns, make them for me quickly."

"Young sir, you just said you wanted to eat shrimps with five flavors. I asked a chef to make it for you, but the chef works from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. Now you want to eat beef-filled buns. I think it will be difficult." An old man wearing an official hat stood at the prison gate with a smile on his face, looking at him with long golden hair through the iron bars of the prison.

He was shirtless, and although he didn't have strong muscles, he didn't have any excess fat on his body and had a good figure. It was obvious that even in prison, he exercised regularly, and that he had trained like this because of the long time.

His trousers were fastened with a red belt. If no one had told him otherwise, they would have been mistaken for ascetic leg wraps, but they were actually made of very precious fabric. His other clothes and daily necessities were neatly arranged behind him in this huge prison.

He didn't need to worry about his own eating, drinking, defecating, and urinating, and he could even read books. Behind him were bookshelves, and he could change books at will whenever he wanted, of course, the books were placed on the shelves by the education staff.

He was barefoot, so his big feet were not clean. It was just normal for dust to accumulate here because of the long time. It was estimated that only dust could enter here.

He often sat like this at the prison door, looking at the aisle through the iron bars that prohibited magic - that was the only aisle where he could see other people, and only this old man would appear in it.

"What should I do? I've changed my taste, is that not okay?" He pinched the sole of his foot: "Officer Yan, I want to eat beef buns, can you tell the chef to hurry up, spend some money and ask him to make them for me, is that not okay?"

His eyes were bright and lovely. Even in prison, it was rare to have such bright eyes.

"Of course, you can, but I'm afraid that when I come back, you'll change your mind and say you don't want to eat beef-filled buns anymore, and you'll want to eat donkey meat hotpot instead. I'll have to keep my old bones here with you." Yan Guan pretended to be a little bit old, and even coughed: "I think you should just eat this tasteless shrimp first, how about that? I think this suggestion is really good, you can try it."

"Ah~ But I really don't want to eat shrimps... I want to eat buns..." His aggrieved little eyes fell on Yan Guan.

“There’s nothing I can do. I’ll find you whatever you want to eat, but it’s hard to say whether you can find it or not. You’re an adult now, so you should take care of your own face. There are no outsiders here, so you pick up the shrimp and eat it. I’ll close my eyes and pretend I don’t know, and I’ll give you a way out. How about that?” Yan Guan smiled with his eyes narrowed, and the big bags under his eyes from old age wrinkled together. He also smiled along with Yan Guan, his face was white, and his eyes were bright as never before.

Their eyes met, and there was silence for a second.

"No——eat~" He paused and said this word by word, then pinched the soles of his feet. The dusty soles of his feet began to turn white.

"Then I'll leave and you eat the shrimps. I didn't know you would eat the shrimps you kicked away, and no one knows. How about that?" Yan Guan still squinted his eyes, and he was indeed so happy.

This time, the official did not wait for his answer, but turned and left. Of course, he did not answer, but just snorted.

In this pure white corridor, only Yan Guan was walking with his back straight.

Only when Officer Yan arrived at the door did he hear his voice.

"Remember to ask someone to clean up in the evening. There will be steamed buns, beef filling, and donkey meat BBQ."

"That will take some time. Kneading and fermenting the dough takes time. I'll just stand here and tell them to start preparing." Official Yan smiled and opened the door of the corridor. Only then did a little different color appear at the white corridor exit - a pure and flawless blue.

"It's better this way." He shouted indifferently and kicked the bowl of shrimps again. The porcelain bowl began to spin around, and the white and red shrimps and colorful vegetables rolled down together. The soup flowed onto the threshold of the iron railing, shining brightly.

After a long time, the most interesting moment of the day came to an end.

He stood up, facing the iron railings, looking at the white corridor and the white walls, and walked backwards, step by step.

He silently chanted...

One step, two steps, three steps...

After seven steps, he fell straight back. The soft cup wrapped around his back, sticking to his back, giving him the warmest touch in this white world.

"what……"

He seemed to wail...

“Puff…Puff…Puff…”

He let out a long sigh, and then began to spit at the white ceiling like a little kid...

Not so boring anymore...

Because you can change the quilt.

When it was time to change the quilt, he could see another guard besides Yan Guan. She was the one who changed the quilt every time.

"Puff puff puff puff——"

"Puff puff puff puff..."

"Puff puff!"

His mouth seemed to be opening and closing with joy, but it was no longer his mouth... because it was numb.

In order to prevent him from committing suicide, these iron railings and white walls are specially made, making it difficult to kill him or even get injured.

His bookshelf hasn't had any new books for a long time.

His shoes hadn't been worn for a long time.

He hadn't worn his shirt for a long time.

In his eyes, there was only endless white.

But this place is indeed marked as a prison... Prison, this is probably what it is...

There seemed to be too little he could do in this small area...

He could exercise, but it would be pointless because he would have to die here…

He could read all the books, but it would be meaningless because he would have to die here...

He could ask Yan Guan, or another "Yan Guan" after Yan Guan's death, to try to make any food he wanted to eat, but that would be meaningless because he had to die here.

He was only eighteen, but that meant nothing, because he had to die here, literally, honestly, literally.

This is the life he needs to face next.

That is death.

Die at the end of life span.

There is no seasonal cold here, and if he gets sick, it must be his own disease, because he cannot come into contact with other people. The doctor will not let him starve to death, nor will he die of illness. He is in good health and will not die of illness... So... his only hope... is to shorten his lifespan...

Ah... no normal person would think like this...

But how could a normal person be in a prison like this...

"Puff - puff puff puff -" He lay on the bed, spitting towards the ceiling, regardless of whether the saliva would fall on his face or not.

Anyway, he can take a bath here without any scruples. No one will stop him from using any kind of high-end soap, no one will stop him from using any kind of high-end bath water, and no one will stop him from using any expensive bathing utensils.

Because he is only here, waiting to die...

Ah... Waiting to die here is so boring...

Lifespan, you'll use it up soon...

Why is my life so long?
When will my life end?

"Ah - puff -" He took a deep breath, trying to spit out a big saliva, but this breath made it impossible for him to spit out saliva. It was like blowing up a balloon. His mouth was inflated, and then the air in his mouth was let out... The puff made his mouth a little itchy.

This made him laugh, hahahaha, and dimples appeared on his white face.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

He smiled happily and rubbed his itchy little face.

Suddenly, he turned around, buried his face in the clean cup and wiped it. It was obvious that he also hated his saliva.

The bed was so big that he rolled and rolled on the soft bed until he rolled to a clean place. He let out a cry and closed his eyes.

He was not sleepy nor did he feel bored, he just could only sleep and wait for the next arrival of the strict official.

That should be another meal time. Yan Guan would bring beef-filled buns and donkey meat hotpot. He had seen the appearance of cows in those books, but he had never seen the appearance of a donkey.

Donkey meat shabu-shabu is not real donkey meat shabu-shabu.

Just like he shouldn't be him, because he should die... just like now...

Being dispensable also means death.

He waited and waited, the white ceiling did not move, his eyes blinked, but he also did not move.

Finally, the sound of keys was heard at the door of the white corridor.

But this time, the tapping sound of the high heels seemed even more pleasing to the ears... because it was impossible for Yan Guan to wear high heels.

He sat up suddenly and walked quickly to the railing, waiting for them to arrive.

"Young sir, someone is here to see you." Yan Guan's voice came in the corridor accompanied by the sound of high heels, and he stood up straighter.

Ah... maybe it was the first time I saw another person. He sat obediently on the doorstep. During the long time he looked at the ceiling, the bowl of white shrimps and the soup began to turn into a dark color on the white floor.

"Who? Do you allow her to come just to see me?" He snorted: "I'm not a monkey. You want her to stand there and not move, and I lean over to see her. That's how it's going to work, okay? I don't agree, and no one can see me. What if I'm not free? Got it?" He seemed a little dissatisfied with Yan Guan for letting people in without permission, and coming to this world that belonged to him completely.

"I see. It's not convenient for me to see the young master, so I'm telling you. Young master, are you free to see this person now?" Officer Yan looked at the big prison at the end of the white corridor.

"Okay, that's enough, bring her over here." He patted his trousers, tied the red rope, and pulled it, and it was placed on his thighs like two bows.

"Then I'll bring her to see you." Yan Guan smiled and led the way to the owner of the red high heels.

The sound of high heels began to echo in this white space again, making his ears itchy.

He had never heard this voice before...

Of course, he could ask Officer Yan to get him the high heels, but that would be too awkward...and totally unnecessary.

"Okay, I agree." He placed his hands on his knees.

"Young sir, this is an important person, you have to take it easy. If you want to eat something, don't ask her for it. Just tell her what she asks you, and don't be disrespectful like me." Officer Yan said this with a smile. He put the key away, and the owner of the red high heels walked straight away without any melancholy.

Of course, his words must have reached her ears, but she was obviously very serious and had no interest in commenting on his behavior.

The first thing he saw was the pair of high heels. The high heels were very expensive in every way, and the patterns on them were definitely priceless. Then there was the bright red dress, made of fine materials, so gorgeous that it was breathtaking. The long blonde hair was so elegant that ordinary people could not take their eyes off it. The only flaw, or the thing that did not match the elegance of the dress, was a cute hairpin.

I don't know why she wears it.

The inappropriate hairpin was a smiling, cute kitten, and it was even pink.

He blinked.

"Coo, coo, coo." He happily imitated the call of a pigeon: "Who are you? Why did you come to see me? No, why do you want me to come to see you?"

"I can set you free. So here I am. It's that simple."

The woman's golden eyes looked at him who was sitting on the ground. The arrogant aura in her eyes seemed to be telling everyone else here - Yan Guan, with him, even the powerful magic-forbidden stone that could trap everyone in the world could not trap her.

Of course, neither Yan Guan nor he was shocked. They both laughed at the same time, making the loneliness in the white space even more silent.

"My human name is Victoria."

The red high heels are shining.

"I need a human spokesperson."

"Hahahaha, young master, you are so powerful that even the gods want to win you over." Official Yan was not joking but was truly happy for his young master.

"What do you want me to do for you? My god..."

He smiled, stood up and dusted himself off.

"If it's a good thing, I don't want to do it. But if you come to me, it must be a bad thing. If it's a bad thing, then I'm willing to do it even if you don't tell me. Hahahaha." He laughed even more happily.

Even a crazy laugh.

In front of the god who came to the world for the first time.

Laugh wildly.

His voice is very childish and very nice.

It's like finding a new toy.

(End of this chapter)