Don't provoke mentally ill people in the infinite flow genre!

And so, Yi Zanglan met her female ghost cellmate and was praised for how comfortable it was to hug her.

So for the rest of the night, she lay in bed with the female ghost pressed against her back, forced to fall asleep in a chilling atmosphere.

Then, when she woke up the next day, she opened her eyes, picked up a mirror, and saw the female ghost lying next to her, her face, pierced by a knife scar, devoid of joy or sorrow, and her cold, pale arm draped over her neck.

"Good morning, Aro."

Yi Zanglan noticed that the bottom of the transparent heart-shaped pattern in the upper left corner of the mirror seemed to have turned slightly redder.

Does this heart represent the level of affection the fellow inmates have for him?

Soon, a line of blood-red words appeared in the mirror:

They're all dead, what's the point of putting them to rest in peace?

Yi Zanglan remained silent for a moment, then replied tactfully, "Whether it's life or death, let's just seek peace of mind."

This is truly forced philosophy.

She put down the mirror and looked up, only to see a stainless steel tray that had somehow appeared on the toilet tank in front of her; the system had automatically placed the food in it.

Why put the food on the toilet?

The meal consisted of stir-fried green peppers with pork, shiitake mushrooms and bok choy, and rice. The pork slices were stir-fried until they were very oily, and they looked very strange. Yi Zanglan didn't eat any of the pork, but she ate the shiitake mushrooms, bok choy, and rice.

She had just poured the remaining meat slices into the toilet and flushed them away when she suddenly heard a series of heavy, chaotic footsteps outside, followed by the violent kicking open of the cell door.

"Prisoner number 12, get out here! Time for study and labor!"

Yi Zanglan quickly glanced at the quartz clock; it was nine o'clock in the morning.

—Reform yourself diligently and strive for an early reduction in sentence.

This is also one of the rules, since prisoners in jail do need to undergo labor reform and study.

She picked up a mirror: "Ah Luo, wanna come with me for a makeover?"

Sure enough, Aro replied:

[Goes, but doesn't like studying.]

"Okay, but is this a choice I can make?"

[At this point, I hope readers will remember our domain name: 202ᴋᴋs.ᴄᴏᴍ]

……

As it turned out, there really was a choice, because as soon as Yi Zanglan stepped out, he was met with a menacing question from the prison guards outside: "Inmate number 12, study or labor?"

"labor."

"Come with me!"

The prison guards during the day are in normal human form. Although they wear the same uniform, their faces are normal, which is completely different from their undead form at night. They are also not chained.

There are many prison guards, each responsible for one prisoner, who is specifically tasked with escorting the prisoner to the fourth floor and taking them to different rooms.

Yi Zanglan then realized that the fourth floor was a place specifically used for studying and working.

The room she entered had a metal plaque on the door that read "Clothing Sewing" in large characters.

Oh, it's the place where you operate a sewing machine.

"Everyone must hand in at least one new prison uniform by 4 PM!"

After shouting loudly, the prison guard pushed Yi Zanglan inside, turned around and locked the gate.

...Coincidentally, as soon as Yi Zanglan entered, she found Yan Zhao and Tang Yunxi inside. In addition to the three of them, there were three other male players who were also assigned to sew prison uniforms.

The room was filled with sewing machines, which looked quite lively at first glance. There were diagrams on the wall showing how to cut fabric and instructions for using the sewing machines.

Upon seeing Yi Zanglan, Tang Yunxi excitedly hurried over, but was intercepted by Yan Zhao halfway.

Yi Zanglan smiled at Yan Zhao: "Still alive? That's good."

Yan Zhao was speechless: "Are you hoping I'll die? You think I'll be whipped to death by the ghost guards, right?"

"Of course not." Yi Zanglan casually changed the subject. "What are you doing here?"

"Because I don't like studying."

"You don't like studying either?" This question was asked of Tang Yunxi.

Tang Yunxi said frankly, "I'm alright, but I guessed you two didn't like studying, so you chose labor."

As for how it happened that so many rooms for prisoners to work were arranged together with the two of them, that was entirely due to her luck.

"There's no use you following us. You lied last night," Yan Zhao said coldly. "There's no mirror in my room."

"How is that possible?" Tang Yunxi exclaimed in shock, then, worried that other players might overhear, she quickly lowered her voice and emphasized, "Yes, there is, it must be there, it's under the bed board. Go back and check it carefully again!"

"I almost crawled under the bed," Yan Zhao said. "I even thought that the mirrors might be hidden in different places in different cells, so I searched the whole room, even turning over the toilet tank."

"..."

Tang Yunxi looked a little flustered; this kind of subconscious reaction couldn't be faked.

At the crucial moment, Yi Zanglan patted Yan Zhao on the shoulder and offered an explanation on behalf of Tang Yunxi.

"She wasn't lying; there's a mirror in my room."

Now it was Yan Zhao's turn to be surprised: "What's the significance of your mirror?"

"I can see prisoners who died in the cell before, my cellmates."

Yi Zanglan used a sewing machine to cover herself up and secretly took out a mirror for them to see, but strangely, apart from herself, Yan Zhao and Tang Yunxi could not see the female ghost.

The female ghost, A'luo, could probably see them, but she seemed indifferent, probably not very interested, and didn't say anything.

"Mirrors only show your fellow inmates," Yi Zanglan concluded. She then asked Tang Yunxi, "Where's your mirror?"

"In the cell, my cellmate was a shy little boy who didn't want to go out. His only request was that I tell him a story before bed," Tang Yunxi said. "He was incredibly cute, and when I was happy telling him a story, my affection for him grew very quickly."

Without a doubt, she had the best temper among the prisoners.

Yi Zanglan asked the female ghost, "A'Luo, do you like listening to bedtime stories?"

Aro leaned on her shoulder, rolling her intact eyeball, probably glaring at her:

[Childish or not? 】

...That's quite childish.

Yi Zanglan sighed and then called to his two teammates: "Don't just stand there, start sewing the prison uniforms—if you're fast enough, you should sew a couple more sets."

The following sentence is specifically a reminder to Yan Zhao.

Yan Zhao sighed and rubbed her forehead; she instantly understood what the other person meant.

"Yes, I also feel like I need to sew two more sets."

Tang Yunxi asked curiously, "Why?"

"Because I have no mirror and no fellow inmates, I will most likely only be able to reduce my sentence by diligently reforming myself."

—Please strictly abide by the prisoner rules to reduce your sentence or leave prison through other means.

The rules clearly state from the beginning that a reduced sentence is possible, or other options can be chosen.

What are the other methods?

The last two rules of the prisoner's code are about serious reform and about treating fellow inmates kindly.

If you reform yourself diligently, you can reduce your sentence. So treat your fellow inmates well and max out their favorability...

It should be able to unlock special side quests, such as jailbreaking.

However, it now seems that some players have a choice, while others, like Yan Zhao, have no choice at all.

stab-

Yan Zhao used both hands forcefully, and in her anger, she tore a piece of cloth in half.

"I always seem to find new and unexpected ways to have bad luck!"