Warden of the Beast World: Everyone is a Hakimi

After Ye Tang finished cursing, she felt her resentment dissipate somewhat. She picked up her tattered suitcase tied with grass stems and turned to walk out of the city.

The scenery on the outskirts of the city is completely different from that inside the city. Inside the city are neat stone-paved streets and well-arranged buildings, while outside the city is a vast expanse of dense primeval forest.

The tall trees blocked out the sun, their canopies forming a dark green ocean that churned and rippled in the wind.

At the edge of the forest stood a huge holographic notice board, about ten meters high and twenty meters wide, with a pale blue light screen shimmering slightly in the air.

The bulletin board was scrolling with all sorts of recruitment information, from family guards to caravan bodyguards, from mine supervisors to private animal laborers, with dense text and numbers constantly jumping around.

Ye Tang was just passing by when she glanced casually at the notice board and saw the bolded and pinned message at the top. Her steps suddenly stopped as if she had hit the brakes.

[Zero Prison is recruiting one warden.]

[No gender, age, or mental strength level restrictions.]

[Meals and accommodation provided, monthly salary 30,000 Star Coins.]

[Interested parties please contact: Colonel Shikaba, Imperial Military Headquarters.]

30,000 Star Coins?

She quickly searched her mind for the original owner's memories. In this era, an ordinary worker in the empire earned about eight hundred star coins a month, while a better worker could earn a little over a thousand.

This treatment is equivalent to a million-dollar annual salary in modern times.

Most importantly, the phrase "food and lodging included" was as devastating as a nuclear bomb to E Yetang, who was penniless and didn't even know where he would sleep that night.

Prison Zero, judging from the name, is definitely a high-risk area. Coupled with these recruitment requirements, it's basically just one sentence: "If you have the guts, come and try."

"The bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish." Ye Tang muttered a line from a TV drama, her eyes gradually hardening.

Just then, a commotion came from the other side of the street. Ye Tang subconsciously turned her head and saw a large group of people surrounding a female beastman walking down the street. The female had a pair of fluffy cat ears on her head, and the light orange fur shone softly in the sunlight.

She was surrounded by at least eight or nine male beastmen, some holding umbrellas for her, some carrying fruit platters, and some clearing the way for her. The spectacle was even more extravagant than any top celebrity Ye Tang had ever seen.

Passersby stopped to watch, and the male beastmen's eyes revealed undisguised desire and envy, but none of them dared to step forward and cause trouble.

Imperial law explicitly states that no male may harm a female; the punishment ranges from detention to exile or even death.

In addition, the male beastmen surrounding that feline female were all imposing, and a single glance from them was enough to deter anyone with ill intentions.

Looking at this scene, Ye Tang glanced at the tattered suitcase tied with grass stems in her hand, and felt a surge of grief and indignation rise from the soles of her feet to the top of her head.

She looked up at the sky and let out a long, mournful cry: "Heavens! You are unfair!"

The long howl echoed through the street, attracting the curious glances of several passersby. After shouting, Ye Tang felt a little embarrassed and shrank his neck awkwardly.

However, she was only frustrated for three seconds before dragging her suitcase and walking unhesitatingly to the notice board, where she tore down the map that led to Prison Zero.

Ye Tang unfolded the document and her lips twitched. This place was incredibly far; she had to cross a vast primeval forest in front of her.

For 30,000 star coins and for free food and lodging, Ye Tang gritted her teeth, dragged her suitcase, and walked into the forest.

The path through the primeval forest was much more difficult than I had imagined. Underfoot were tangled tree roots and soft humus, making it difficult to walk without sinking deep or shallow.

The tall trees blocked most of the sunlight, making the forest dim and the air filled with the damp scent of grass and trees. Occasionally, the roars of unknown wild animals could be heard in the distance.

The original owner's body was too weak. Long-term malnutrition had resulted in almost no muscle strength, and walking was entirely supported by the skeleton. Ye Tang felt that her legs were as heavy as lead before she had walked halfway.

She was too exhausted to walk any further, so she found a sturdy tree, slid down against the trunk, and gasped for breath.

"This body of hers," she grumbled between breaths, "is even weaker than me, a corporate slave who lives a monotonous life, working 999 hours a day and never exercising. Do those bastards at that company treat people like chickens? They can't even spare a single extra grain of rice for us?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a loud rumbling sound came from her stomach, as if accompanying her words.

"I'm so hungry..." Ye Tang said weakly, clutching her stomach. She felt like her chest was almost touching her back.

Just then, she heard a muffled thud. Ye Tang was startled and looked in the direction of the sound. She saw a gray wild rabbit lying stiffly next to a tree root less than three steps away from her. Its four legs twitched a couple of times and then it stopped moving.

Ye Tang was stunned. She looked up at the tree, then looked down at the rabbit. There was a clear bruise on its head, indicating that it had just run headfirst into the tree root and killed itself.

"...Is this the legendary 'waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump'?" Ye Tang's eyes lit up. Hunger made her forget how absurd the probability was. She quickly got up, picked up the rabbit, and found it to be heavy, weighing at least three or four pounds.

"Grandma, you still love me."

But her joy lasted less than ten seconds before she ran into a problem. She had rabbit meat, but how was she going to cook it? She had no knife, no fire, and in this desolate wilderness, was she supposed to eat it raw?

Ye Tang carried the rabbit and looked up at the sky, her mind filled with the line, "How much sorrow can one have? It's like a group of eunuchs going to a brothel."

Just as she was staring at the rabbit, worrying, something suddenly stirred in her mind, as if a door deep within her consciousness had been pushed open from the inside.

Before Ye Tang could react, the scene before her eyes changed instantly, and her consciousness appeared in a square open space.

This is a space of about a hundred square meters. The ground is flat dirt, and the edges are shrouded in a layer of soft white mist, making it difficult to see clearly. Next to the open space is an ancient well. The stone rim of the well is polished smooth and rounded, and the well water is clear and bright.

In the very center of the open space stood the studio apartment she had worked so hard to buy in her previous life.

Thirty-five square meters, two floors, one bedroom and one living room, not big, but at this moment she was so excited that she almost cried out, and rushed over in three steps at a time.

The living room was almost crammed with supplies she had bought one after another while she was engrossed in a post-apocalyptic hoarding novel, driven by her anxiety.

I was really determined back then, always feeling like a zombie apocalypse might strike any day, but after buying it, I felt like I was crazy.

And now, this is her lifeline.

Those supplies that she thought she wouldn't need are now lying quietly in her space, waiting for her to use them.