Relax, I'm not some troublemaker from a role-playing game.

"No, thank you, goodbye!"

Faced with KP's temptation, Baek Hee calmly and resolutely refused.

Are you kidding me? I finally escaped SC, how could I let you bring me back here?

SC stands for san check, which is a type of inspection. Its specific function is to deduct san (sanity).

Losing sanity isn't so scary, since unless you're in an extremely long campaign or facing an Outer God directly, it usually doesn't go completely depleted.

As is well known, the card will only be torn when the sanity value is empty, making the character card unusable.

The problem is that losing sanity can trigger some complications, namely what is known as madness.

Once sanity drops to a certain level, temporary or unpredictable madness symptoms will appear. This is extremely troublesome to deal with and often has an unpredictable impact on the progress of the module. Therefore, madness symptoms are always among the things that tabletop role-playing game players least want to see.

"Anyway, we'll find out what we need to know later. We'll take things one step at a time. You can't rush things."

After saying this, Bai Xi walked straight out of the dormitory and went to the next dormitory.

Take it easy.

When it comes to supernatural or supernatural elements, acting rashly is not a good choice. The same applies to games.

This was a lesson Bai Xi had learned from his past experiences. Although he had always kept his distance from these things, and in recent years had paid little attention to them and basically disbelieved them, this principle remained unchanged.

Shaking her head to clear these thoughts from her mind, Bai Xi began to work on the next dormitory.

The goal of my free time in the morning was to explore every hidden compartment in the closets of every dormitory room.

Soon, Bai Xi discovered that his good cellmates were all quite extraordinary.

After stealthily searching through everyone's dorm rooms, Bai Xi found a pile of wood, several iron plates, scissors, glue, paint, nails, wire...

I've almost got all the stuff I need for crafts!

There's also a half-finished hand axe!

It's even been sharpened!

Aside from the handle not having been polished yet, it's almost indistinguishable from the finished product.

Bai Xi couldn't understand it, and was greatly shocked.

God knows what my fellow inmates have been stealing from their posts while they're working—is that a traditional skill?

However, in the end, it all benefited Bai Xi. He secretly transferred it all to Jiang Lingyi.

"To be honest, this mod is really hard to play. It's amazing how easy it is to find the prisoners' stuff."

While picking up trash, Baek Hee complained to KP.

Then don't take it!

KP slammed his fist on the table in fury, but Baek Hee ignored him.

It would be strange not to take them. Having so many materials in a role-playing game is already making people uneasy!

The principle that supplies must be replenished before a major battle is a truism in role-playing games; the more resources you have, the tougher the battle ahead will be.

There's a saying that circulates widely in the tabletop RPG community: it's fun when a player is stuffing weapons into their bag, but if the Priest approves all of them, the player will start to wonder if they're going to have to fight Kel'Thuzad this round.

However, if you refuse to take resources because of this, what's the difference between that and going to Che Ke with a small pistol?

Moreover, these items are all plugged into the mod, which means that the quantity of these items is likely designed according to the difficulty of the mod.

This is somewhat...unsettling.

After handing all the materials, including the hand axe, to Jiang Lingyi, Bai Xi thought to himself.

Jiang Lingyi felt the same way.

"So many?"

Jiang Lingyi asked, somewhat taken aback, "Isn't this a low-level dungeon of the Ghoul difficulty?"

"There are differences between ghouls. A ghoul that pilots a Gundam and knows ancient martial arts is still a ghoul."

Bai Xi answered in this way, and Jiang Lingyi sighed after a moment of silence.

He still can't forget his ancient martial arts ghoul who can pilot a Gundam.

"Alright, I'll try my best to produce something useful."

"Let's go for as much as possible. I have a feeling that the difficulty level so far has been a bit too low. Even two major failures don't really matter."

Bai Xi paused for a moment, then continued, "I guess the prison might just be a starting area, a place for us to develop our skills."

"The real game only begins when we actually escape from prison, or even leave the prison altogether."

Jiang Lingyi nodded, while Bai Xi left.

Jiang Lingyi said it would take her a long time. The props would be completed after curfew, and then distributed after Shuangtu retrieved them.

After lunch, everyone ate lunch together, followed by the labor camp session.

I spent the whole afternoon operating the sewing machine.

I also saw a wooden figure with a bruised and swollen face.

Although he had a bad feeling about the module's friendliness before, to be honest, Bai Xi couldn't help but flinch when he saw the wooden man's bruised and swollen face.

Although the infirmary healed him to full health, he was still left with many bruises, which is probably a sadistic quirk of this mod.

"Thank you for your hard work."

While operating the sewing machine, Bai Xi patted the wooden figure on the shoulder and sighed.

"Could you help me operate that sewing machine?"

The wooden figure smirked and looked up to ask. Bai Xi didn't say anything, silently switching to a sewing machine a little further away from the wooden figure.

Since Shuangtu's work didn't require him to stay in one place for long, he wandered around and became exceptionally adept at figuring out the prison's routes and, based on the clues he gathered, figured out the prison's shift schedule.

The escape was scheduled for 10 p.m., when the prison guards changed shifts between day and night.

There will be a gap of about a few minutes between the guards in the middle.

It has to be said that the old troublemaker is reassuring in times like these.

After everyone's efforts gradually settled all the matters, Bai Xi felt much more relaxed.

Yes, this team has a chance.

As for Bai Xi, after picking up the trash, he started operating the sewing machine and just slacked off at his workstation.

Catching fish makes him happy.

Since there's nothing he can do to help anyway, he might as well touch her for a while and conserve his energy.

Time to slack off always passes so quickly. Dinner started and ended just as quickly. After the men in the shower had some scenes that couldn't be broadcast, a fight broke out and attracted a group of prison guards. The commotion ended naturally, but the wooden man who almost lost his virginity said he had something to say.

Why am I always the one being persecuted?!

Of course, nobody cares.

Soon, it was eight o'clock at night.

In an instant, with the lights going out, the entire prison seemed to become empty. Only the hollow footsteps of the prison guards wandering the corridors could be heard.

Tap, tap, tap, tap...

Bai Xi lay on the bed, silently counting her steps. She opened her eyes in the darkness, as if she could see time passing by in a tangible way.

Suddenly, he sat up from the hard bed and sat in the cold wind.

It's ten o'clock.

The prison break is underway.