Blood Moon Kingdom, Broken Lake Prison, Restaurant.

Yashu looked at the hibiscus crab in front of him, lemon raspberry milk cake, extreme lace fat, golden pineapple juice, and his nose was full of the fragrance of delicious food, but he couldn't feel any appetite in his heart.

These dishes are not simple. They only exist in the hidden menu in the restaurant. Even if prisoners consume contributions, they cannot order them.

It is said that these dishes are particularly high-end and rare delicacies outside. For example, this extremely delicious fat, the raw materials alone are worth one-third of the monthly salary of ordinary people.

And their taste is also great value. Ash suspected that the chef used the skills of the savage. He was a city man who was tested by MSG and chicken powder. After taking the first bite, he almost swallowed his tongue. It tasted so delicious that he felt dead without regrets.

But when he thought that he was going to die later, he lost his appetite.

Others of the death row prisoners who were sympathetic had similar ideas. Some ate without a bite, some cried while eating, and some used the knife and fork in reverse. Fortunately, the knife and fork were not cut, otherwise they would trigger the "suicide prohibition warning" of the back neck chip.

There are only two death row prisoners who can eat normally with big mouthfuls, one is the blue-skinned ogre, and the other is the elf Valkas.

The two of them seemed to really not care about the next Blood Moon Trial. The ogres ate it with their hands and ordered one portion after another. Valkas demonstrated them ten uses of knife and fork, as elegant as if they were eating in a skyscraper rotating restaurant.

"Is there any difficulty in eating? Need help?"

The cordial voice of the prison guard Nagu was like a whip stained with salt water, instantly shaking all the death row prisoners, and lowered their heads and ate hard.

Even Ash is no exception.

The reason why the death row prisoners are so scared is that the "regulation" in the afternoon has wiped out their arrogance. Facing the prison guard Nagu who can control their back-neck chips, even the most thorny person must be honest - if you are not honest, then you will be honest with your head.

To be honest, Nagu didn't do anything too much to them.

They didn't even touch a single hair.

It didn't hurt them at all.

He just let all the death row prisoners act according to his plan.

For example, if someone doesn’t eat, Nagu will activate the chip control system and use voice to control the prisoner to eat:

"Open your mouth, put the food in your mouth, chew it, two, three times, swallow it..."

For example, if someone doesn't watch or moves around, Nagu will make him a model audience in the theater:

"Sit down, put your hands on your knees, look at the big light curtain, remember to blink your eyes every five seconds."

For example, when breathing fresh air on the sea rooftop, Nagu said that his superiors required all prisoners to take photos as a souvenir, and made the following requirements: dress neatly, smile, reflecting a good mental outlook, and the harmonious group atmosphere of Shuhu Prison...

There is no doubt that the death row prisoners alone cannot meet the above requirements, so Nagu smallly "helped" them.

Ash was fine, but he just lay on the ground and smiled against his head, while Valkas was amazing - he sat on the ogre's shoulders, his hands on his head to put them into cat ears, and his thin and cold face showed a sweet smile at the camera.

And one picture is not enough, so you have to take a few more pictures, from being handsome and cool to being in the calcium, you can have all kinds of mental outlooks.

The death row prisoners who were posed in eighteen positions by Nagu were completely numb. They just thought about how quickly and efficiently to meet Nagu's requirements, and even felt that it was better to go to the Blood Moon Trial.

Destroy, hurry up, tired.

Therefore, as soon as Nagu spoke, they immediately abandoned the boring sadness of spring and autumn and quickly made a meal.

At this moment, the pressure from regulator Nagu puts them beyond the Blood Moon Trial.

After all, they have not seen the ‘death’ yet.

But 'Life is worse than death' is right in front of you.

Ash glanced at the empty restaurant and whispered to the person next to him: "Why are no one here to eat now? Forget it if you don't eat at noon, it's impossible for others not to come to eat at night, right?"

The death row inmate next to him is named Archibald Harvey, with dark skin and curly hair. He looks like he is doing heavy work during the day, but he is actually a night job: a scavenger who specializes in handling corpses.

Some people may wonder, at most, dealing with a corpse is a crime of destroying a corpse, so how could it be reduced to death?

This is naturally related to the standard of death: in the Blood Moon Kingdom, only the corpse that is sentenced to death by a licensed medic is called a corpse.

Without a medical practitioner to pronounce the verdict, even if you lose your head, you will still be a living person in law.

Because the medical practitioner can really resurrect the person who turned around, many corpses can still be rescued even though they have died of breath.

Therefore, logistics personnel like Harvey who specialize in helping underground organizations deal with corpses naturally cannot get generous treatment like "accomplices", but are regarded as "serial murderers of extremely bad nature": He has dealt with hundreds of corpses, and if each corpse is treated as a living person, the sins of few people in the prison can be compared with Harvey.

But this does not mean that Harvey is a good person who was wronged.

Although he didn't have much time to reveal his bad stuff during the afternoon chat, it was enough to judge that his sexual fetishness was too early for today's humans to be a necromancer and that he said, "What's the good thing about a warm woman?"

However, whether a person is bad or not has nothing to do with being enthusiastic netizens. On this afternoon of being in the same sympathy, Ash quickly became familiar with him.

Harvey replied: "They came to the restaurant early before 5 o'clock to finish their meal."

"Ah? Why?"

"Because they want to avoid us, except for the eight of us, other prisoners will try not to leave the dormitory today. Those who have surplus contributions will order food directly, and those who are not rich will try to avoid our dining time as much as possible."

"I know, but why do they avoid us?"

“Traditional virtue.”

Ash blinked.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand this word, but when this word is used to describe the death row prisoners here, it always makes people feel strange.

Harvey said: "First of all, the eight selected people will be summoned by the regulators to meet in the restaurant at noon, so no one will come out all morning. Although the candidates are selected according to the trial sequence, who knows if they will meet the regulators on the road, and then the regulators will put you on the trial list if they think you are walking too arrogantly?"

“The regulator has this power?”

"I don't know, do you dare to bet?"

"Don't dare."

"That's it." Harvey shrugged. "Although eight people were selected after noon, no one dared to go around. The first reason is naturally because of the existence of regulators. If regulators dislike you and exchange you with a lucky person, wouldn't you regret that your blood vessels explode?"

Ash nodded.

really.

What makes people more angry than being unlucky is to see others profiting because of their own unluckyness. It is so angry that they are burned through their stomachs when they think about it.

"The second reason is that it is a bit superstitious. Criminals believe that those who are seen by us, the unlucky group, will be highly likely to be candidates for the next Blood Moon Trial."

It is understandable that everyone is afraid of being contagious and bad luck. If you are taken by an unlucky person in the afternoon, it is definitely not a physical problem if you can't poop at night, but it is a gravitational disorder caused by unlucky person.

"The third reason is that they don't know how to face us."

"Um?"

"Hello? Encourage? Consolation?" Harvey wiped his mouth with a napkin, "If it were you...ah, no, Ash, you are now the one to be judged. At this moment, if you see other prisoners who escaped from the Blood Moon, would you feel that every punctuation they said is full of superiority?"

Ash opened his mouth and thought about it.

Since you know that I will die next, you don’t have to die, then I must feel that your whole body is filled with a loathing smell of stench.

It's not just talking.

Just seeing you can breathe.

It makes me feel like you are mocking me.

Encouragement? Irony!

Comfort? Mock it!

Pity? Contempt!

No matter what good things they said, they all sounded swearing to the eight Ash.

Because of fear of death, a sad thick barrier appeared between the eight prisoners and all the others.

"So on the day of the Blood Moon trial, all the prisoners consciously stayed in the dormitory and did not go out. They were both to protect themselves and to protect the people who were under trial."

Harvey looked at Ash, "If you survive, you must also abide by this traditional virtue when the next blood month comes. This is the only kindness we can and must persist in. But..."

"But what?"

"I've seen your news reports." Harvey shrugged, "To be honest, it's probably you who died tonight."

"Don't you kill someone randomly?"

Ash was a little nervous. When he knew that the Blood Moon Trial was to draw one of the eight people to death, he guessed that it must be a random ceremony - if it was not random, there was no need to choose eight and draw one.

"It's random, but not that random, and sometimes several people die... Have you really not seen the Blood Moon Trial?"

"It's really not! I don't know the rules of the Blood Moon Trial!"

Harvey laughed: "Then you will know later... When I first watched the Blood Moon Judgment when I was a child, I was deeply shocked by this show. I didn't expect that this world would have such wonderful entertainment. I will not tell you the truth. The most despised behavior of the necromancer is prophecy. Exploring the unknown is the most pleasant enjoyment of the magician, and death is the greatest mystery."

Ash said with a tsk, and then he was a little confused: "Since it must be me who died, why are you nervous?"

Harvey shrugged: "Because the Blood Moon Trial is not fixed, sometimes there will be some changes, which will cause the prisoners to be nervous and accidentally kill themselves... You are right, when I arrive at the scene, I will just lie down and sleep. As long as I am sure I will not be the one in eight, then I will definitely not die if I don't do anything."

Havi said this, Ash was so nervous that he even ate Lala fat.

No, I'm going to be finished now?

Really no chance?

It was obvious that the exploration of the virtual realm was so smooth, and I even drew the virtual realm telescope in the morning. Maybe I could gather all the magic spirits that killed me tonight...

The sword master and I are getting stronger and stronger, and the world of magicians has just unveiled the mysterious veil to me...

I had just defeated Valkas and thwarted Schilling's plot...

I'm still in the development stage, can I give me some more time?

Yashu was like a snatcher who was saving money and holding up large pieces of equipment, but was suddenly pulled to fight.

Seeing victory was far away, I was beaten by the miserable slap in front of me.

He suddenly recalled the Moments that his boss posted before: Life is not cooking, and he can't prepare all the ingredients before he can get the pot. When you see that you are sprinkled with cumin, you should realize that you have become the ingredient - who can guess that the day after he posted this Moments announced that the whole company has changed from a unified weekly period to 996?

"After dinner time, wipe your mouth, go to the bathroom to handle personal hygiene, and gather in the central hall within half an hour."

Note that the regulator Nagu is not 'ordering', but 'entering the command' - everyone wipes their mouths with napkins at the same time, and then stands up to go to the toilet and crackles.

Before Ash walked into the bathroom, he heard Nagu's last command:

"Arrival at the Blood Moon scene on time at 7:45 to wait for the program to start."
Chapter completed!