JOJO in the world of hunters

There was a clicking sound, and Jon woke up from his sleep and opened his eyes to see what was happening.

"Hey, Brother Jotaro, you're awake. It's dinner time now, so you can eat." The man with long white hair waved to Jon.

Jon silently took back the stone freedom that he had released before going to bed and had been alerting the surroundings. After all, there were two murderers around him, although he did not see any murderous intention on their part before going to bed.

As the saying goes: You must not have the intention to harm others, and you must have the intention to guard against others. Jon will not attack them actively, but he has come here after legal trial, so there is no need for Jon to lynching.

But he was also afraid of sneak attacks, and he didn't feel at ease living with a murderer. In order to guard against those inmates, Jon secretly summoned the freedom of stone to guard one side.

Fortunately, everything was fine. They didn't take action rashly without knowing the depth of the situation. Maybe they didn't have the guts to take action under surveillance. Of course, it may also be because there was no conflict of interest and it was unnecessary.

Anyway, it's great that there was no accident. Although Jon didn't sleep well due to the environment, his energy has recovered a lot.

"Everyone's food is in limited supply, and it's all given with their names written on it. Everyone's food is basically the same, and the same types and quantities are about the same."

"What should I do if I don't have enough to eat?" Jon asked as he slowly got out of bed. Since everyone was fixed, there was no need to rush to fight for it.

"Aren't you afraid that they will steal your food?" The man with long white hair said.

"Can I still grab it?" Jon was also surprised by this answer.

In fact, Jon didn't care. Even if someone wanted to rob him, it didn't matter. He didn't think he would lose to them with a substitute.

"Hahaha, you are really interesting. Don't worry, I was just teasing you. No one in this prison will try to steal food from you."

As he spoke, he pointed to the surveillance camera above his head and said, "If this is discovered, I will suffer a few hungry meals. It's not worth it."

After saying that, he queued up to receive his own food. Basically, everyone got the same amount of food, which is said to prevent jealousy.

It is said that some people got into a fight because of the different sizes of potato chips. After that, the prison canteen was rationed uniformly.

"This prison also has a female prison, but it will basically never intersect with the men's prison. I just know that no male prisoner has seen a female prisoner.

It is said that in order to achieve gender equality, the food in men's prisons is said to be the same as that in women's prisons.

Although the food in prison tastes good, it is not enough for men, but there is nothing you can do after all, it is a prison."

The white-haired man Kutak opened his lunch box. It was steamed food with tofu, eggs and a green vegetable that Jon couldn't name.

It looked like a mess and looked very ugly, but I didn’t know how it tasted. Jon also took his lunch box.

Unexpectedly, what was inside was not that weird dish but rice balls and barbecued meat with sauce.

Jon was dumbfounded, and so was the white-haired Kutak. Just now he was saying that everyone's food was exactly the same to maintain fairness, but now he was slapped in the face.

"Why did you..."

Jon couldn't argue. He also wanted to know, didn't he promise to lurk? How could he lurk like this? He was regarded as a thorn in the flesh.

Hey, hey, hey, you bastard, don't keep staring at the meat in my bowl! I can't possibly give you food, and it's useless for you to look like this.

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

Although the 'potato' in my hand is hot, Jon is not ready to give up. I don't want to pretend anymore. I am the boss who has the guts to hit me!

Why are you kidding me if you don't eat this luxury meal and eat the standard prisoner meal? I'm not a member of the Hunter Association. I don't want performance, so why are you working so hard?

The time goes back several hours.

"President? Where does this Jotaro come from? Is he dangerous? Should he be locked up in the basement directly?"

"Hey ho ho, no need to worry, it's okay, he's just a space system user."

"President, are you serious! Space system!" The middle-aged man with a bandage on his head was so frightened that he dropped his cigarette butt, and his voice became louder unconsciously.

"An Xin, An Xin is okay. He is not a treacherous and evil person. I sent him to prison just to sharpen his spirit. Moreover, I have made a restriction and an oath with him. It's not a big problem. Before Greenland

Tower prison escape..."

"I'm extremely sorry! President!" The middle-aged man bowed immediately and hit his scalp on the table.

"Bag after bag after bag! (It hurts)"

"This kind of escape plan can't be completed by only a few people. Fortunately, you worked hard in that operation, otherwise I wouldn't be surprised if the island sank!"

After all, if those monsters are released, even I will have to work hard to catch them back."

"No, no, if the president hadn't helped me withstand the pressure, I would have been dismissed long ago without you after making such a big mistake."

"They must have had other spies, but they broke up due to disagreements during the final escape stage.

Greenland Prison seems to be calm, but in fact, there are undercurrents. Some of the masterminds of the escape a few days ago did not escape, but are still waiting for opportunities in prison. Moreover, this escape gave those who had no idea of ​​​​escape an idea, a possibility.

The thought of giving it a try.”

"I will be careful about this, and I have told Mr. Mealston, the ugly cow, that someone is using telekinesis in prison.

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

Moreover, coupled with lack of food and long-term lack of exercise, their strength must be very low, but how did they kill my three telekinesis masters who are proficient in fighting arts? Mr. Milton didn't know this clearly.

"

Are you resentful? Nitro sighed silently in his heart. He was silent for a second and said quietly:

"This is his special ability. I can't tell you the essence of that ability. That ability is a power other than telekinesis and is very similar to telekinesis.

If the ability to read is the life energy produced by the physical body, then that energy is the product of spiritual energy, which I call resentment."

It would be easier to explain if it was spiritual energy, but it is too dangerous to have such a dangerous time bomb.

"Ignore this for the moment, the young man named Jotaro still needs you to take care of him, and since I promised him to be a prison guard, food and other matters must be dealt with as a prison guard.

Don’t let go of the mindfulness inhibitor, just eat your normal meals.”

"Take him out now and make him a prison guard?"

"Of course not. Of course, if he refuses my game, I have to pay a price. Let him live with criminals, and he can also penetrate into the enemy."

"Are you serious? Don't act like a child. President, you are going to put him on the fire. He will become the target of attacks by other prisoners, and you are infiltrating the enemy like this!"

"Silly tape, that's it. And don't let him know that you know he is a prison guard. Just say I didn't tell you. I'm here to tell you the truth."