JOJO hiding in the hunter world

The sounds of creaking and cracking woke Jhon from his sleep. He opened his eyes to see what was happening.

"Yo, Jotaro, you're awake. Perfect timing, it's meal time," a white-haired man waved at Jhon.

Jhon silently retracted Stone Free, which he had released before sleeping to guard the surroundings. After all, there were two murderers around, though he hadn't sensed any murderous intent from them before going to sleep.

As the saying goes: one should not have the heart to harm others, but one must have the heart to guard against them. Jhon wouldn't proactively attack them, but he had come here after a legal trial, and Jhon didn't need to resort to vigilante justice.

But he was also afraid of sneak attacks. Living with murderers was unsettling no matter what. To guard against those inmates, Jhon secretly summoned Stone Free to stand guard on one side.

Fortunately, everything was peaceful. Without knowing their depths, they didn't rashly attack, possibly because they were being monitored and didn't dare to, or perhaps there was no conflict of interest, so there was no need.

In any case, it was great that there were no accidents. Although Jhon hadn't slept well due to the environment, his spirit had recovered a lot.

"Everyone's food is limited and supplied with their names written on it. Basically, everyone gets the same, with similar amounts of the same types."

Actually, Jhon didn't care. Even if someone wanted to steal, it didn't matter. He didn't think that he, with his Stand, would lose to them.

"Pfft, haha, you're really interesting. Relax, I'm just teasing you. No one in this prison would steal food."

While saying this, he pointed to the surveillance camera above and said, "If you get caught, you'll be starved for a few meals. It's not worth it."

After saying that, he lined up to receive his food. Basically, everyone's food was the same amount, supposedly to prevent jealousy.

It was said that someone had once fought over the size of potato chips, and after that, the prison cafeteria uniformly distributed the food.

"This prison also has a women's prison, but it's basically never connected to the men's prison. They only know about it, but no male prisoner has ever seen a female prisoner.

It is said that in response to gender equality, the diet of the men's prison is said to be on par with the food of the women's prison.

Although the prison food tastes okay, for men, this amount of food is not enough at all, but there is no way, after all, it is a prison."

The white-haired man, Kutaku, opened his lunch box, which contained tofu, eggs, and a type of green vegetable that Jhon couldn't name, steamed together.

It looked like a messy pile and was very unappetizing. He didn't know how it tasted. Jhon also took his lunch box.

Unexpectedly, inside was not that kind of strange dish, but rice balls and grilled meat drizzled with sauce.

Jhon was dumbfounded, and the white-haired Kutaku was also dumbfounded. They had just said that to maintain fairness, everyone's food was exactly the same, but now they were immediately proven wrong.

"Why are you…"

Jhon couldn't explain. He also wanted to know, weren't they supposed to be undercover? How could he be undercover like this? He was immediately seen as a thorn in their side.

Hey, hey, hey, that bastard, don't keep staring at the meat in my bowl! I'm not going to give you any, it's no use even if you look at it like that.

The old man who used to be a politician couldn't help but swallow. He hadn't seen meat for a long time. Although there were eggs regularly, eggs were not meat after all.

Although the 'hot potato' in his hand was burning, Jhon didn't intend to give up. I'm not pretending anymore. I'm the boss. Come and hit me if you dare!

What a joke to eat the standard prisoner meal instead of this deluxe set meal. I'm not from the Hunter Association. I don't need to worry about performance, so why work so hard?

Time rewinds back to several hours ago.

"Chairman? What's the background of this Jotaro? Is he very dangerous? Should we just lock him in the basement?"

"Yohoho, no need, it's okay. He's just a space-type ability user."

"Chairman, are you serious! Space-type!" The middle-aged uncle with bandages on his head was so scared that his cigarette butt fell. His voice involuntarily became louder.

"Relax, relax, it's okay. He's not a heinous person. I sent him to prison just to temper his spirit. Moreover, I have made a restriction and oath with him, so there's no big problem. Before, Greenland Prison escaped…"

"I'm very sorry! Chairman!" The middle-aged uncle immediately bowed, and his scalp hit the table.

"Agh! Agh! Agh! (It hurts)"

"This kind of prison break plan cannot be completed by just a few people. Fortunately, you guys worked hard in that operation, otherwise I wouldn't be surprised if this island sank!"

"After all, if those few monsters were released, even I would have to spend a lot of effort to catch them back."

"Not at all, not at all. If it weren't for the Chairman helping me withstand the pressure, I would have been dismissed long ago for making such a big mistake without you."

"They must have other internal collaborators, but they broke up due to disagreements in the final escape stage.

Greenland Prison seems calm on the surface, but it is actually turbulent. Some of the masterminds of the escape a few days ago did not escape and are still in prison waiting for an opportunity, and because of this escape, it gave those who originally had no intention of escaping an idea, an idea that they could try."

"I will be careful about this. Also, I once asked Mr. Chūgyū Mice Stone before if someone was using Nen abilities in the prison.

But as you know, we add drugs to the meals we provide to prisoners with Nen abilities. Theoretically, they can't use Nen abilities.

Moreover, coupled with insufficient food and a long-term lack of exercise, their strength must be less than 10%. But how did they kill three Nen ability experts who were proficient in martial arts under my command? Mr. Mice Stone is also not very clear about this."

Resentment? Netero sighed silently in his heart, paused for a second, and said faintly:

"This is because his ability is special. I can't tell you the essence of that ability. That ability is a power outside of Nen abilities and is very similar to Nen abilities.

If Nen abilities are the life energy produced by the body, then that energy is the product of mental energy. I call it resentment."

If it is mental energy, it would be easy to explain, but having such a dangerous time bomb is too dangerous.

"Let's not talk about this for now. I still need to trouble you to take care of that young man named Jotaro. Also, since I promised him that he would be a prison guard, his diet should be based on the prison guard's standards.

Don't put in Nen ability inhibitors, just regular food is fine."

"Are we taking him out now to be a prison guard?"

"Of course not. He rejected my game, so of course he has to pay a little price. Let him live with the criminals. It just so happens that he can infiltrate the enemy."

"Are you serious? Don't be childish, Chairman. You're putting him on the fire like this. He will become the target of other prisoners, and how can he infiltrate the enemy like this!"

"Daijōbu, that's it. Also, don't let him know that you know he is a prison guard. Just say I didn't say it. I'm here to back you up."

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