I'm just acting like a pervert, I'm actually a good prisoner

"Honey, why did you come back so soon?"

The woman asked her husband in confusion when she saw him coming over with a droopy face.

Just now, seeing his excited look, she thought he would not be back for a while, but he had already come back before she put down her bag.

"Oh, don't mention it, the other party didn't even see me, and directly asked the bodyguard to send me away."

The man sighed and sat back next to his wife.

Hearing this, the woman frowned, but didn't say anything, just comforted him a few words.

If it were someone else, she might still complain about the other party's bad attitude, but judging from her husband's attitude, the other party must be of great status, so it's better to keep your mouth shut on someone else's territory, so as not to accidentally say something bad and be heard by someone.

The couple didn't say much about that person, but the waiter standing by and serving them looked curiously in the direction where Ivan was sitting.

Chris thought about whether the man might be a player, but immediately gave up the idea.

He was a new prisoner of level F, and had been standing behind the crowd during the welcome party.

He heard everything the AI ​​manager said, and understood that they, a group of newcomers, needed to clear this novice dungeon.

Before entering the dungeon, the system explained to him that he needed to play roles and complete tasks in the dungeon, and he also knew that death in the dungeon was real death.

When Luo Chi knew this, he thought it was just a game setting. After all, they were prisoners, but they were not death row prisoners. How could they be deprived of their lives for no reason? So he still treated the dungeon with the mentality of playing games.

But Chris immediately realized that something was wrong.

The danger level he was assigned in the AI ​​court was only level F, and according to the law, he only needed to stay in prison for 1 year before he could be released.

But for some reason, he was brought to this legendary prisoner island, and it was fine for them to play games, but their lives could not be guaranteed?

He was sure that there must be some huge power controlling it behind the scenes, and the government must be involved.

Especially when he learned that there would be spectators watching their game process in the dungeon, he knew that he and his people were abandoned after a little thought.

The high-ranking capitalists used the lives of these low-level prisoners to entertain the high-level citizens, and at the same time they could plunder their money and drain their bones, becoming a hotbed for nourishing those bloody wealth.

Chris's citizen level outside was E-level. Unlike F-level, he was at the bottom of society. He could still get some information about the middle and upper classes, so he knew that his thoughts were likely to be reality.

And their desire to wait until they were released after serving their sentences was probably just a fantasy.

After all, they already knew the truth about the Prisoner Island. How could those high-level officials let them go free?

Since he entered the dungeon last night, he has been thinking about the cause of the incident, and now he has accepted the reality.

He is just a small person, without any ability to resist capital. All he can do is to work hard to pass the dungeon and complete the corresponding role-playing tasks according to the character settings.

Of course, he also wants to find the prisoners who came in as well. This is a multiplayer dungeon, and it may be difficult for him to pass it successfully alone.

His first job was to be a waiter in the arena, guiding guests to their seats and providing them with food and other services, which was relatively easy for him.

He also quietly looked at some people this morning, but didn't find anything unusual.

The man who just came in seemed to have a high status, so the difficulty of acting should not be low. Judging from the acting ability of a newcomer, the possibility that the other party would be a player was almost zero.

Thinking of this, Chris retracted his gaze and then noticed that someone had already taken a seat behind him.

The two couples he was responsible for were sitting in the first row. The guests in the second row behind did not appear in the morning. Now he saw that the person was Brian who hosted the beast fighting competition for the whole morning.

The lady just mentioned him, but he didn't expect the two parties to sit so close.

The couple didn't notice who was behind them. Chris was about to retract his gaze when he heard another person greeting Brian.

"Bryan, what a coincidence, we are sitting together again."

William, with his girlfriend's arm around his, stood next to Brian with a fake smile on his face.

Brian was drinking water to moisten his throat. He had been hosting non-stop for the whole morning, which made his voice hoarse.

What a narrow road for enemies.

Brian and William thought at the same time.

"It's really unfortunate. In order to prepare for tomorrow's performance, I have been busy from this morning until now, and missed your previous hosting. Fortunately, I can catch up with this afternoon's show. You don't have to host in the afternoon, and you can take a break and enjoy it."

William said as he sat down with his girlfriend.

He had a polite look on his face.With a smile on his face and kind words, outsiders thought he really cared about Brian's health.

Only those who knew what happened in the restaurant in the morning knew the sarcasm hidden in his words.

Hearing that William deliberately didn't come when he was hosting in the morning, Brian's eyes turned cold, and his originally kind face suddenly became mean.

But the eyes of the people around him immediately changed his face.

He put on a professional smile and greeted William enthusiastically: "It turns out to be our great magician Mr. William. It's really strange to meet you here. I thought only people of noble status could come in. It seems that the waiter at the door has poor eyesight."

"If you can come in, I can naturally come in, not to mention that the next one to appear is the sign of the Colosseum, how can I miss it?"

After William smiled and hit back, he seemed to think of something, and seemed to explain but actually reminded: "Of course, I'm talking about the gladiator, not the host, please don't misunderstand."

At this time, John also came over. He had just been sent by Brian to sort out the things in his lounge, so he came a step late.

Seeing that the teacher met William again, he had a feeling that the afternoon might not go smoothly.

Hearing someone mention the afternoon host again, Chris raised his eyebrows and became curious.

At this time, the audience entered the venue and the time came to 13 o'clock.

The audience who had just finished lunch sat down in their seats. Many people were not interested in the next game. Some had drooping eyelids and felt sleepy.

At the beginning, one of the selling points of the Colosseum was the fierce and cruel gladiator fights. In addition to those audiences who were really interested in human fighting, some just came to kill time.

Just when everyone's attention was not on the field, there was a strong rhythm of drums.

The rhythmic sound immediately focused the audience's attention on the high platform in the field.

And Brian also stopped arguing with William and looked there critically.

I saw a young man in a black suit standing there, holding a microphone.

On the high platform, in the center of the gaze, Xie Qi opened his drooping eyelids, revealing his dark blue eyes.

The deep and sexy voice seemed to ring in the ears of the audience. Ivan crossed his hands and leaned on his legs, his body left the backrest, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, It's show time!"

(Ladies and gentlemen, it's show time!)