Immortality begins with exchanging talent attributes.

Evening, inside the guard cell of Qingzhou Prison.

"Zhou Yan, we really owe you a lot for what happened last time, otherwise we would have been in big trouble."

Sitting behind the square table, Liu, the jailer, looked at the boy standing in front of him with a lingering fear on his fat face.

"I was terrified at the time; it was really luck."

Zhou Yan followed the other person's words.

"Alright, it's all over now. You've had your day off, so just focus on your duties. I've already given you instructions; you can go directly to the outer prison."

"Thanks, jailer!"

Zhou Yan clasped his hands in a fist salute.

Prison Chief Liu waved his hand, then suddenly seemed to remember something and asked:

"By the way, have you seen Li Mazi and Xiao Liuzi?"

Zhou Yan paused as he was about to turn around, then turned back, looking puzzled, and said:

  

"I did see him yesterday when I came off duty, but I haven't seen him today. What's wrong, warden?"

Prison Chief Liu nodded and said nonchalantly:

"Neither of them came to work yesterday. Those two temporary guards dare to skip work, hmph..."

After leaving the duty room, Zhou Yan raised his shoulder. The wound had been squeezed and forcibly healed by the muscles when he broke through, and now only a thin line remained.

"After the second training session, my control over my body increased significantly, and my strength more than doubled."

Clenching his fist and feeling the inexhaustible power flowing through his body, Zhou Yan felt invigorated.

Before going on duty, he specially drank a soup to replenish qi and blood, and it worked well; at least you couldn't tell from his face.

They slowly entered the outer prison area.

Compared to the death row, the outer prison can be considered "luxurious".

The cells were clean and odorless, with dry straw beds, and even the prisoners were full of energy.

On the contrary, the four or five jailers gathered around the round table outside the cell looked listless.

This doesn't look like a prison at all; it's more like a tea party from my past life.

As soon as Zhou Yan walked in, Zhu Asan noticed him immediately, stood up, and greeted him with a smile.

"Ayan, where have you been? I went to your house this morning to look for you, but I couldn't find you anywhere."

"Hello, Third Brother. I went to Qingmang Village to sell medicinal herbs yesterday and didn't make it back in time. I stayed in the village for the night and didn't return until noon."

Not wanting Zhu Asan to worry, Zhou Yan made up a white lie.

"You little rascal, you never listen to advice. Fine, as long as you're back safe and sound. Come on, let me introduce you."

Zhu Asan pulled Zhou Yan to the remaining jailers and shouted:

"Zhou Yan, the eldest son of Zhou, will be on duty at the outer prison from today onwards. We will all be colleagues from now on, so please take good care of each other."

The others gradually smiled, and the old-fashioned scenario of bullying the newcomer did not occur.

It makes sense, they're all seasoned veterans who've spent many years in prison, how could they still do childish things like Li Mazi and Xiao Liuzi?

Zhou Yan also smiled and clasped his hands in greeting to each of them.

Patting Zhou Yan on the shoulder, Zhu Asan pulled Zhou Yan aside and explained the work of the outer guards as he spoke:

"I didn't believe it when I heard you were assigned to the outer prison, but it's actually true, haha."

"Yes, I also thought they were going to send me to be a eunuch."

After all, newly promoted official prison guards like him are usually assigned to the heavy prison area first. Although he made some contributions in the "Sun Dian" incident, he never thought he would be assigned to an outer prison.

Finding nothing amiss, Zhu Asan led Zhou Yan on a tour of the outer prison to familiarize him with the daily work process.

The process is extremely simple: it's basically just going on duty, waiting for work, and then going off duty. There's nothing else.

No need to clean or patrol; all you need to do is guide people when they come to visit, and then secretly collect some extra money.

This... is indeed a difficult task.

After transmigrating, Zhou Yan took a nap for the first time while on duty.

No wonder Zhu Asan was always full of energy, even though they both worked the night shift before.

I used to think it was because martial artists are energetic, but now it seems they've just been sleeping too much.

……

Three days later, in the county jail, outside the prison.

"Officer Zhou, my brother is in prison and I'm counting on your help. This is just a small token of my appreciation."

Zhou Yan casually took the small package handed to him by the young man opposite him, revealing a row of neat white teeth as he said:

"No problem, no problem, don't worry."

Watching the young man leave prison, Zhou Yan weighed the money pouch in his hand.

"Adding these three qian, it makes exactly six liang, not bad."

This is what a normal prison guard's job is like. What kind of work did you do before?

These three days were arguably the most comfortable three days Zhou Yan had experienced since his transmigration.

It seemed as if the Black-Clad Guards had forgotten about him; no one came looking for him, and he was happy to have some peace and quiet.

Besides working every day, he goes home to practice martial arts and occasionally goes to Zhu Asan's house for a meal.

To be honest, Sister Zhu's braised pork hock is absolutely amazing; Zhou Yan brings several with him almost every time he visits.

Moreover, little Zhu Zhu is incredibly cute, which makes this man, who is over fifty years old across his two lifetimes, very fond of her.

Of course, he also finished all the "Qi-boosting and blood-nourishing soup" that he had bought at great expense.

It was said that one serving a day would last for five days, but Zhou Yan's qi and blood were already somewhat deficient, and he also had to practice martial arts, so he was still using two servings a day sparingly, otherwise he wouldn't be able to last three days at all.

But the effect was indeed good. In the past few days, Zhou Yan's body has fully recovered, and he is even stronger than before. He has also grown taller and is almost 1.8 meters tall.

The physical changes naturally did not escape the notice of Zhu Asan and the others who were on duty with him, but they did not pay much attention to it. After all, they were young and practiced martial arts, so it was not surprising that they developed faster.

"Zhou Cha, taking a stroll?"

"Zhou Cha, how old are you? Are you married?"

I casually chatted with the prisoners around me who weren't sleeping. Compared to death row, the gray entries in the outer prison were few; most were white entries indicating ordinary people, nothing special.

Zhou Yan doesn't really need any more entries right now, since he only has two, and they're both very useful. He doesn't have any extra entries to exchange with others.

Just like the green attribute of that Chen surnamed Xuanyiwei last time, he actually had the opportunity to change it, but comparatively speaking, his current attributes are better than the other party's, so changing it would really be a loss.

"Ayan, someone is looking for you outside, but they won't say what they want."

Zhu Asan's voice came from the entrance of the passageway.

"Looking for me?"

Zhou Yan found it strange. In this world, apart from being relatively familiar with Zhu Asan's family, he knew almost no one. Who could be looking for him?

He walked out of the prison gates with doubt in his eyes.

What came into view was a thin man who looked somewhat familiar to him.

After thinking for a moment, Zhou Yan remembered the other party's identity.

Monkey Head, Scarface's henchman from the Blackwater Gang. This was the same guy who came to deliver Scarface's message last time. What does he want from me again?

"You were looking for me?"

Zhou Yan walked up to the man and spoke.

The monkey, who was looking down and seemingly lost in thought, was startled by the sudden words.

Startled, she looked up and saw the person she was looking for, and an embarrassed expression immediately appeared on her face.

"Brother Zhou, you walk so quietly, it startled me. Do you remember me? I'm Monkey Head, one of Brother Dao's men."

Zhou Yan nodded expressionlessly and said:

"What do you want? Has your Brother Dao changed his mind again? Does he want me to bring up repaying the money?"

"No, no, no, Brother Zhou, you've misunderstood." Monkey hurriedly waved his hands and said sincerely:

"Brother Dao sent me this time to ask you for a favor. If you agree, Brother Dao said that you won't have to pay back any of the money you owe, and he'll even give you ten taels as a reward for your hard work."

"Oh?"

Zhou Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at the other person.

……