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

With 30 years remaining in the sentence, it's practically the same as life imprisonment for the player.

After a brief moment of shock, Yi Zanglan quickly realized that it was because his affinity with his fellow inmates had reached over 50%.

It seems that once the favorability reaches a certain level, a special mechanism will be activated, forcing the player to complete side quests.

At this point, it will be very difficult for her to get a reduced sentence and pass through customs; her only option left is to escape from prison.

"It seems the system in this bureau is quite fair, and you're not too unlucky," Yi Zanglan said to Yan Zhao. "You've actually saved yourself the time of making a choice; you can just relax and get your sentence reduced."

Theoretically, there is a choice, but in reality, there isn't much room for choice.

After all, the players who obtained the mirror were all targeted by the vengeful ghost inmates. If they didn't obediently follow the ghost's instructions to increase their favorability, the consequence could very well be being killed by the vengeful ghost.

Yan Zhao was stunned for a long time, then sighed and rubbed his forehead: "Then we've completely arrived at the same destination by different paths."

"It doesn't matter if we take different paths, as long as we arrive at the same destination."

"Shall we continue to help each other out?"

"Um."

"...But you're really at a disadvantage." Yan Zhao felt more and more aggrieved for her. "You worked so hard tonight, and then all the side quests were wiped out, which just reduced my sentence by half a year."

Yi Zanglan was already lying in bed. Upon hearing this, she glanced up and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

"At least I did reduce your sentence by six months, otherwise I would have been at a huge loss."

Then she patted the bedside, signaling Yan Zhao to come over.

"I'm sleepy, I need to go to sleep."

……

Inside the cell, the two men were sleeping cuddling together because the beds were too narrow; outside, viewers in the live stream were still up all night, leaving enthusiastic comments.

[Tonight was truly exciting! The plot was full of twists and turns, with one climax after another!]

[Family, I just got back from Wu Ying's live stream. She really did kill two more female players, one kill per hit, she did it without any hesitation!]

[When that red-haired woman cursed at her today, I knew the other person was doomed. Wu Ying is incredibly ruthless.]

[Damn, thank goodness I wasn't in the same game as her. I can't imagine what ability could be more terrifying than invisibility. Just thinking about having no one behind me, then turning around and having my neck slit makes me afraid to even close my eyes when I sleep!]

[You're wrong. If you had sufficiently keen senses and absolute speed, you wouldn't have been so easily ambushed by Wu Ying—refer to Yi Zanglan just now.]

[Yeah, I also want to ask, who said Wu Ying was better than Yi Zanglan? That's just judging by rank, not talent. The stealth assassin was countered by Yi Zanglan, doesn't that prove their strength?]

[I think Wu Ying underestimated her opponent. When she gets serious, she can go toe-to-toe with Yi Zanglan, and killing Yan Zhao is a sure thing for her.]

[Please, Yan Zhao is a mind control user, is there any comparison? Are you the kind of person in real life who would compete against a swimming champion in chess, or a chess champion in weightlifting?]

[Alright, stop arguing! I choose Tang Yunxi. No matter who's the best, they'll all end up teaming up with our Lucky Koi Doll!]

* * * * * *

The next morning, when Yi Zanglan and Yan Zhao woke up, they found that the stainless steel rice dish on the toilet tank had been cleaned again.

As expected, regardless of whether there are prisoners in the cells, the system always provides meals on time.

As soon as Yi Zanglan got up, he felt pain in the muscles of his shoulders, back, and waist, so he sat back down on the bed.

Yan Zhao realized this and quickly took the initiative to bring over the food tray and start massaging her.

"Don't worry, I'll take the lead in whatever task we have today."

Yi Zanglan glanced at Yan Zhao, then turned her gaze back to the rice plate in front of her.

It was still stir-fried pork belly of some unknown variety, served with egg and tofu.

She sighed, resting her forehead on her hand: "This isn't enough to fill my stomach."

This match was really unkind to her; she didn't get a decent meal and was left half-full, which would affect her performance.

"I understand." Yan Zhao sighed helplessly, "It's not fit for human consumption at all. I really miss your creamy chicken stew."

The two shared a bowl of rice and managed to eat a few bites. Not long after, they heard heavy leather shoes clattering down the corridor, followed by the sound of prison guards banging on the door.

"Get out here, all of you! It's time for study and labor!"

Guessing that the impact was about to reach cell number 8, the two quickly went outside and stood side by side against the wall.

A prison guard saw the two of them and questioned them menacingly.

"Numbers 12 and 24? Why aren't they in their own cells?!"

"I don't know." Yi Zanglan pointed blankly into the distance. "Another prison guard brought me here."

"Me too," Yan Zhao echoed. "We were originally put in solitary confinement, but we were just brought here."

The prison guard didn't pursue the matter further. He glared at the two girls and asked, "Studying or labor?"

"We both work."

He sternly ordered his colleagues, "Someone, take these two pieces of trash to the cafeteria!"

"..."

I've had enough of being constantly criticized and insulted every day.

Yan Zhao secretly rolled her eyes, but quickly thought of another problem and whispered to Yi Zanglan.

"Hey, maybe we can find something to eat at the cafeteria?"

"Maybe not."

……

Unfortunately, their ideals were far from reality, and the two were greatly disappointed when they arrived at the cafeteria.

Not only was I greatly disappointed, but I was also quite devastated.

"Prepare all the ingredients by 4 PM. Two dishes and one meal, enough for twenty-two people!"

The gate was locked with a bang, and the prison guards' footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

Yan Zhao turned around and realized that there were three people in charge of cooking, with Tang Yunxi squatting in the corner, looking at him with resentment.

"...You startled me."

"I'm sorry," Tang Yunxi apologized smoothly. "Actually, I haven't been here long either."

"How did you manage to be chosen to be in our group?"

"I didn't choose it; they brought me here."

Tang Yunxi naturally wanted to be in a group with the two of them, and before she knew it, her wish had come true. There was no way around it; that's the power of S+ luck.

She asked with concern, "Are you two alright? You haven't been arguing anymore, have you?"

Yan Zhao looked at her as if she were a little fool: "We didn't even quarrel."

"what?"

"We have important business to discuss."

Yi Zanglan looked around and saw that the layout was similar to that of an ordinary canteen, with all the necessary kitchen utensils and stoves, as well as a huge iron pot.

With this big iron wok, cooking enough food for twenty-two people is definitely no problem.

As for why it's for twenty-two people...

There were originally 27 players left, but judging from this, it seems that another five died last night.

Putting everything else aside, it's highly likely that Wu Ying killed three of them.

Hearing Yan Zhao say, "This seems to be our menu?"

She pointed to a piece of paper pasted on the wall.

Braised pork ribs with potatoes, green peppers and eggplant, and rice.

But it seems that we have the stove, but what about the ingredients?

The three of them stood facing each other in silence for a long time, then suddenly turned their heads away at the same time in perfect unison.

On a long table in the corner, a thick black cloth was placed, under which strange outlines could be vaguely seen.

Yi Zanglan approached and lifted the black cloth with a wave of his hand.

"..."

When she saw what was covering it, her face darkened.