After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

“That kid really went too far. I was too embarrassed to lay a hand on him before because of my status. But now that you’ve said so, don’t worry, Zhou Yan will be gone in less than five minutes. He won’t show up in front of your community again until you leave Zhongzhou City.”

……

The top of a building.

Just as Zhou Yan was about to unleash another Purple Heaven Divine Thunder to blow up the garden pavilion in Zhangjia Community, he suddenly turned his head behind him.

Behind Zhou Yan was the rooftop staircase. The door to the staircase was closed, but it opened at this moment. Two policemen came out from behind the door, followed by Senator Guo Chenghuang, who had saved Zhou Yan before. Guo Chenghuang smiled at Zhou Yan.

"Little guy, don't go too far. It's enough to stop now."

Two policemen walked up to Zhou Yan, and one of them took out handcuffs.

Zhou Yan reached out, and handcuffs were put on him. Another policeman took Zhou Yan's selfie stick and exited the live stream amidst a barrage of comments like "Hero, don't go!", "Kill a few more capitalists!", and "Let's bomb the police station today!"

Zhou Yan was led downstairs by the police. There was a police car downstairs. The police opened the door for Zhou Yan, and he got in. Guo Chenghuang sat down next to Zhou Yan.

The two police officers sat in the driver's seat and the passenger seat, fastened their seatbelts, and started the vehicle.

Zhou Yan raised his handcuffed hands and asked.

"Did Lord Zhuque send you, City God Guo?"

Guo Chenghuang shook his head.

"No, it was Lord Xuanwu who sent me. The Su family called Lord Xuanwu and said they would leave if they didn't deal with you. Lord Xuanwu thought you'd caused enough trouble, so he sent me to arrest you."

Guo Chenghuang patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder.

“Good job, little guy. If it weren’t for you, I would really be afraid that our Congress would have a few more followers of the Miro religion, who would bring up the issue of the religiousization of the Constitution every time they have a meeting.”

Guo Chenghuang's tone changed.

"But as I said before, you've made enough of a fuss. We still need these charlatans and remnants of the previous dynasty to help govern the country. The best way is for everyone to make do with each other."

Zhou Yan sighed.

"Is this the consensus reached between the Su family and Lord Xuanwu?"

Guo Chenghuang said helplessly.

"Now is not the time to argue about right and wrong. If you insist on bullying the Su family, not to mention that the Su family might kill you at all costs, once the Su family leaves, it will be the people of another state who suffer. You act impulsively, but do you expect the people of other states to bear the consequences for you?"

In the Eastern United States, some states are still in turmoil. Under such circumstances, even a theocracy is far better than complete chaos. The Su family's past suppression of unrest was definitely beneficial to the people. As for the subsequent spread of religion, the federal government can deal with it gradually.

Zhou Yan shook his hands, which were cuffed to his own wrists.

"Fine, we'll let the Su family's matter drop, but what about me? Do you really want to send me to jail?"

Guo Chenghuang laughed.

"That's the idea. We're going to put you in jail for a month as a way to appease the Su family."

Zhou Yan's face darkened.

Guo Chenghuang reassured him.

"We're going to Dongcheng Prison, which is the best private prison around here."

Zhou Yan thought for a moment, then said in surprise.

"Is it the Dongcheng Prison that uses private villas as single cells, and even has its own dentist, regular check-ups, and bathrooms?"

Guo Chenghuang sighed.

"Yes, that's the prison that only accepts minor offenses."

Zhou Yan had mixed feelings.

The Eastern United States has privatized its state-owned assets for a long time, including state-owned industries like prisons, which have been contracted out to private companies.

Before the contract was signed, the management of the Eastern Xia United Kingdom said that private companies would be cheaper. However, after the contract was actually signed, the private company built luxurious single cells in the prison, provided patients with dentists, regular check-ups, various game consoles, and even the meals were specially prepared by a nutritionist, with meat and vegetables at every meal.

This is certainly not because private business owners are kind-hearted; rather, the more benefits they provide to criminals, the more money they can ask the federal government for.

Zhou Yan had seen a news report where a federal government accountant told a reporter that each inmate at Dongcheng Prison requested a government subsidy of 50,000 yuan per month.

The per capita GDP of the Eastern Xia United States is 18. Converted, the monthly government subsidies for prisoners in Dongcheng Prison are more than three times the average, making them truly superior.

Guo Chenghuang sighed.

“Little guy, actually all of us felt that the amount of subsidies for Dongcheng Prison was abnormal, but every time I asked, the contractor of Dongcheng Prison said that they were a private company and that the company’s financial statements and asset flow were confidential. Our federal government cannot investigate them, otherwise it would be illegal and they could sue me in the Supreme Court.”

Zhou Yan chuckled.

Like other capitalists, this prison contractor doesn't know how much money he makes each year, but when it comes to paying taxes or being audited, the IRS can't do anything about it.

The police car drove up to the front of Dongcheng Prison.

Guo Chenghuang patted Zhou Yan on the shoulder again.

"Alright, young man, go in now. I've arranged the best single cell for you in prison. I'll reissue your sentence certificate later."

Zhou Yan rolled his eyes.

Most people are sentenced first and then go in, but I went in first and then got the judgment later. I really don't follow the usual path.

Chapter One: The Prison

Zhongzhou City Gymnasium.

A referee walked out of the stadium stands, and the live broadcast camera focused on the referee's face.

The referee smiled and said to the camera.

"Ladies and gentlemen, thank you for your patience. After more than half a month of waiting, the demigod students from the four major academies and the demigod elites from other states will be engaged in a solemn and serious competition in our city's stadium!"

"They are the most outstanding students in our country, and their future will also be the future of our country. So please watch, everyone, as the future of our country strives to uphold their beliefs and carry out their ideas, and witness the intense sparks that will fly between them!"

The scene shifts.

Dongfang Shuo, who had been beaten by Zhou Yan but had now recovered, appeared in front of the camera. A female reporter with long, straight black hair handed a microphone to Dongfang Shuo and asked him a question.

"Mr. Dongfang, if all goes well, you will enter the Senate and become one of the youngest senators in history. What are your thoughts on the future of our country?"

Dongfang Shuo smiled subtly. He was already handsome, and with the makeup carefully applied by the makeup artist off-screen, his smile made many girls outside the screen feel a breathtaking charm.

The man, with his handsome appearance, spoke softly to the camera.

"I am going to establish a government in the state of Foshan and use my power to save the people who are in a state of chaos."

Normally, Dongfang Shuo should have promoted the Miluo religion at this time and advocated for religious governance. However, after being severely beaten by Zhou Yan, the charlatans in Indiana restrained their behavior and dared not openly display their ideas of religious governance.

"besides……"

Dongfang Shuo's face flushed with a peach-like hue.

"Bijun, are you there? I want to tell you that I like you very much."

The reporter gasped in surprise, then asked.

"Who is Bi Jun? Is she... is she Mr. Dongfang's dream girl?"

Dongfang Shuo nodded.

"Yes, she is the most perfect goddess in our state. However, this goddess is a child of God, and we guys can't reach her. I'm thinking that after this competition, I will have to go to Buddha's Hand State to establish a new government. I may never see Bi Jun again for the rest of my life, so I wanted to confess my feelings here."

The reporter said softly.

"Miss Bijun will definitely hear what you said. I wish you two a happy ending."

The scene changes.

This time, the reporter moved to a female student from Xuanwu Academy who was holding dumbbells. The male reporter put the microphone to the female student's mouth and asked her a question.

"Miss Mu Wangxi, if all goes as planned, you will also become a member of the Senate. What will you do after becoming a member of the Senate?"

Mu Wangxi, a top student from Xuanwu Academy, who was holding dumbbells, pondered for a few seconds before responding.

"I will establish a new marriage law that will recognize marriages between citizens and completely original characters from certain anime/manga works, and will give the married anime/manga characters real citizen identity certification, ensuring that the citizen's wife or husband is a real, recorded citizen of the Eastern Xia United States! And this identity certification can only be given to an original character once."

"In other words, the character you like can only become your wife; applications from other people are invalid."

The reporter was taken aback.

What a mess!

Another top student from Xuanwu Academy nearby chuckled.

"That's it. I've seen your wife's doujinshi, but you're not the main character."

Mu Wangxi turned to his classmate and said.

"I will never have a wife."

King Mu Xi was a woman.

The student's expression turned serious.

"Then you're finished too. I've seen your husband's script; he's the female lead."

Mu Wangxi raised his fist, and his classmates remained silent, focusing on their training.

……

Dongcheng Prison, Single Room 03, Bedroom.

Zhou Yan propped his face up with one hand, watching the interview with Mu Wangxi on his computer screen end. Dongfang Shuo and Mu Wangxi walked out of the entrance and exit of the competition venue.

Three days ago, the Demon-level Awakener competition ended. Jiang Wanqing and others had already taken the government troops and resources and left Zhongzhou City to prepare to conquer the lands of other states.

Meanwhile, the four academies and the demigod awakened from the powerful families of other states began their competition.

Today is the third day of the competition, and Dongfang Shuo is facing off against King Mu Xi.

Looking at the two players' win rates through the screen, Zhou Yan noticed that Dongfang Shuo's win rate was an astonishing 80%.

This win rate is a bit too high, and I'm not even at the competition venue, so I have no way to control the probability of close-range engagements.

Can't we let King Mu win?

The doorbell rang at that moment, interrupting Zhou Yan's thoughts.

Zhou Yan got up and left the bedroom.

Dongcheng Prison is a private enterprise. In order to make money from the government, the private enterprise has been waving the banner of human rights and providing various benefits to prisoners. Zhou Yan's room is a two-story duplex villa with internet access, computers, and thirteen different game consoles. The meals are carefully prepared by a nutritionist every day.

To ensure that prisoners have a skill after their release, the prison even assigns them a handicraft teacher.

If Zhou Yan weren't absolutely certain he was in prison to serve his sentence, he would have suspected he was on vacation.

Damn it, every time Zhou Yan thinks about how his taxes are being used by the federal government in this place, he thinks that the federal government is full of parasites. They turn a blind eye to the slums in various cities, yet they provide such good living conditions for these criminal prisoners.

Zhou Yan went downstairs, and the door on the first floor opened.

A prison guard pushed a food cart in. When he saw Zhou Yan get off, he pointed to the food cart and said...

"Today's main dish is white rice, with side dishes of braised pork, stir-fried asparagus, pickled vegetables and tender bamboo shoots, and soup of seaweed and egg drop soup. The fruit for dessert is dragon fruit, banana and cantaloupe."

Zhou Yan sighed.

"Is this really a place for prisoners to live?"

The prison guard chuckled.

"It's for prisoners, but regular prisoners can't get in."

Zhou Yan walked to the dining room on the first floor. The prison guard pushed the food cart to the table in front of Zhou Yan and then placed the food in front of him one by one.

Zhou Yan picked up his chopsticks and started eating. He took a couple of bites, then paused, his expression darkening.

The prison guard who was about to leave asked in confusion.

"What's wrong? Did you bite a rock?"

Zhou Yan shook his head.

"nothing."

The prison guard offered words of comfort.

"Just tell me what you need, and I'll try my best to meet it. Also, leave these things here after you finish eating; I'll come and clean them up later."

Zhou Yan hummed in agreement.

The prison guards left Zhou Yan's room.