Why is my job panel in an anime style?

Chapter 2 [The Prisoner]

Several days passed in this way.

It's no wonder Li Ang has gotten somewhat used to life in prison.

After all, anyone would find it difficult to suddenly go from an unemployed college student to a prison inmate.

He yawned casually, and although his mind was wandering, he didn't stop working.

[Working in a prison grants +2 professional experience]

[Working in prison grants +2 professional experience].
Jingle Bell--

As the familiar ringtone came from the loudspeaker, Li Ang knew it was time for dinner.

As he walked towards the dining area, his eye twitched slightly as he recalled the past few days.

"Is this so-called big event going to mean I'll spend my whole life working these 12-hour shifts on this death-defying assembly line?"

The workload here is comparable to the shady electronics factory he worked in before he transmigrated, but without the benefits of social insurance and housing fund.

Upon arriving at the dining area, Li Ang sat down at his assigned seat, and a sticky, gelatinous substance slid out from the tubular passage in front of him.

This is his food for the past few days, "Energy Injection Type 10 Energy Gel," which, according to other prisoners, is usually used to feed livestock outside.

But having something to eat is better than having nothing to eat, so Li Ang picked up a spoon and started putting food in his mouth.

To be honest, the taste wasn't particularly bad. It had a slightly salty and sweet flavor, but that wasn't the main flavor. It was just that the appearance and taste were a bit lacking.

However, Li Ang was no longer in the mood to pay attention to the food; he was eating while looking at the career panel in front of him.

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Occupation: Prisoner

[Level: 2/5 (116/200)]

[Attribute Bonus: Physical Strength 0.1 per level]

[Professional Skills: None]

[Professional Expertise: Slow Response]

[Job Change Path: Prisoner, Prison Master]

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"At this rate, we'll reach level three very soon."

Li Ang thought to himself that after these few days of crafting, he had already leveled up his [Prisoner] profession to level two.

Actually, when Li Ang first entered the prison that day, he never expected that he would be able to take up a new job.

Based on the principle that having more jobs means having more options, he chose to take the job directly.

Unfortunately, the "Prisoner" class is only slightly better than the "Commoner" class, which is a completely unremarkable class.

Of course, being stronger is still stronger. At least the 0.2 physical strength bonus that the level 2 [Prisoner] skill gives him makes him feel like his energy has improved a lot.

In addition, with his professional expertise in "slow recovery," Li Ang didn't find prison life particularly tiring for the time being.

[Slow recovery: When you are resting, your stamina recovery rate will increase only slightly.]

Even so, a prisoner is still just a prisoner.

"Luckily, I have the [Console Player] talent, otherwise I'd probably be doomed for life."

Ignoring the message that popped up on the panel, "Survive in prison for one hour as a prisoner, experience +1", Li Ang quickly finished the 'Note 10' in front of him.

After finishing his work in the morning, Li Ang, as a prisoner, had half an hour to rest. However, the dining area was quite a distance from the cell block, so he simply sat down and took a short nap.

But a slight noise the next moment interrupted his lunch break.

A series of subtle tremors, like a small earthquake, made him open his eyes. He muttered somewhat exasperatedly, "Can't those bugs just stay quiet for a bit?"

Li Ang knew his lunch break was probably ruined, because this kind of shaking was expected to last for one to two hours. Just then, a voice came from the side, picking up where he left off: "Brother, you've been here for a few days now, you should be used to it by now."

Upon hearing this, Li Ang turned to look at his side and saw a brown-haired man staring blankly at the ceiling with a resentful expression.

"Hall, you were woken up yourself, and you still have the nerve to criticize me?"

The brown-haired man's name was Evan Hall, a fellow inmate whom Li Ang had met in the past two days.

Hearing Li Ang's words, Hall snapped out of his reverie and looked at him with dead fish eyes: "Brother, I'm not like you. I only got out of jail for a few months for theft, but you'll probably be locked up for life for smuggling."

Upon hearing this, Li Ang's face instantly darkened.

He never expected that smuggling himself into this world would result in a life sentence. Of course, it's highly likely that he was undocumented, and after confirming that he had no special talents, the city government was too lazy to support him.

At this moment, Hall seemed oblivious to Li Ang's unpleasant expression and continued, "And you've even taken on the [Prisoner] profession."

"I guess I'll just be spending the rest of my life in prison, eating and waiting to die."

As he said this, he looked at Li Ang with pity in his eyes.

The information about the "prisoner" was naturally given to Hall by Li Ang, who wanted to use it to find out some information about the profession.

After all, no one else knows that he has an unlimited number of career slots.

Seemingly to comfort him, Hall stroked his chin and said, "【Prisoner】is not bad either, at least it makes you more durable."

“You see, the amount of 'Zhu Shi' you receive every day is more than what we unemployed people receive.”

In this world, "commoners" are generally considered to be unemployed.

At this point, Hall chuckled to himself.

He could understand Li Ang's choice; if it were him, he would also choose to become a "prisoner."

Since there's no chance of getting out of prison in the future, I might as well think of a way to make things better for myself in prison.

"However, serious offenders like you with longer sentences will all be transferred to nearby prison planets later."

"That's not a good place. Many powerful professionals are imprisoned there."

"【prisoner】."

With that, Hall shook his head.

Over the past few days, Li Ang has also subtly inquired about the prison star, the place that Da Lei, the corporate slave, had previously used to threaten him.

As the name suggests, it is a planet specifically designed to serve as a prison, where inmates serving long sentences are held.
An extremely dangerous profession.

Ordinary people like Li Ang, who have taken up the job of "prisoner," are basically exploited at the very bottom of the prison planet, only slightly better than being worse off than dead.

Thinking of this, a shadow crossed his eyes.

Seeing Li Ang's expression, Hall shut his mouth. There was no need for him to waste any more words with a "prisoner" who was destined to have no future.

He only said all that because he was bored.

The half-hour break passed quickly.

Amidst the cold ringing of the bell, Li Ang returned to his workstation and continued tinkering with the instrument in front of him.

[Working in a prison grants +2 professional experience]

[Working in a prison grants +2 professional experience]

What he didn't tell Hall was that, unlike the other natives, he was able to see career change paths.

The Prisoner also has the option to change jobs, and even if they are very weak, they may still be able to earn a chance to survive.

Of course, the ideal situation is to experience a so-called major event, and then activate the [Traveler] talent to run away directly.

With that in mind, Li Ang worked harder and sped up the pace of his craftwork.

(End of this chapter)