Please ask the dream

The day's work ended quickly, and since there were no useful collections, the new day passed quickly.

In the evening, sitting in the restaurant, Feng Xue ate a much richer dish than other prisoners. He wondered if this was a special treatment for death row prisoners, but after thinking about it, he felt it was unlikely.

I've heard of the last meal of execution, but I've never heard of the last meal of execution every day for those who are executed after the autumn...

It's been the fourth day since I came to this world, and Feng Xue surprisingly didn't feel uncomfortable. Although it's not as leisurely as the life after quitting his job to write a book, it's still much easier than when he just graduated.

The most outrageous thing is that the big pot meal in this prison is actually better than takeout!

If there was no death penalty chasing behind, Feng Xue wouldn't mind living in this place for a few years as long as it was a life sentence.

But what surprised him a little was that the prisoners living in the single room next to him seemed to eat dinner a little fast today.

Although prisoners usually eat fast, in Beehive Prison, this is usually only for breakfast and lunch, because the prison guards will count down next to them. When the time is up, even if they haven't finished eating, they have to get up and line up to get ready for work. Only Feng Xue, who lives in a single cell, has a little privilege.

But for dinner, because there is no arrangement afterwards, the prison guards will be relatively relaxed, and the prisoners will naturally eat slower - at least they will chew a few times, not swallowing it directly like breakfast and lunch.

But today, why are even the people living in single cells starting to eat so fast?

He glanced to the side and found that the ordinary prisoners had not finished eating yet, which made him a little confused and ate a little faster.

However, before he finished eating, an accident happened.

That is, when ordinary prisoners finished dinner on weekdays and the prisoners in the single cell were still chewing slowly, Feng Xue was still curious why the prison guards hadn't come to announce the end of dinner today. Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air rushed past him, followed by a "bang".

Just like the ignition of a dynamite fuse, the whole restaurant was boiling in an instant. The prisoners who were eating quietly started to riot. A dozen prisoners suddenly fought together. Then the prisoners eating around them seemed to have received some kind of signal and quickly stood up to surround the battlefield.

The prisoners in the single room who had sped up also stood up happily to watch. Feng Xue even saw the man opposite him standing on the table with a plate of fried noodles to watch.

The prison guard had hidden aside at some point, but Feng Xue's keen sense inherited from his predecessor made him feel a line of sight. His peripheral vision swept in the direction of the stabbing man, and he saw a rifle sticking out of a window.

No, more than one. In this large cafeteria that could accommodate thousands of people for meals, Feng Xue could find more than a dozen guns.

"What's going on? Did the prison guards allow the fight?" Feng Xue's head was in a mess. The fight in the field was quite fierce. More than a dozen people rolled together, but soon Feng Xue found that their fight was more like a professional wrestling exhibition match, and it was not even as entertaining as an exhibition match. All the attacks were directed at the thick skin and flesh, as if they were fighting just for the sake of fighting, not for knocking down the opponent at all.

Feng Xue didn't think it was possible that people who could be imprisoned in the Beehive Prison would not know how to fight, or in other words, if they didn't know how to fight, they would not be able to do this kind of precise fighting method that avoided all the vital points.

Thinking of the previous prisoners in the single room who sped up, Feng Xue had some guesses in his mind, but it was difficult to understand the meaning of this "reserved program".

"It can't be to let the prisoners vent their excess energy, right?" Feng Xue looked at the prisoners who were already standing on the table, waving their arms and cheering loudly. Judging from their postures, they were probably fighting more than just in front of him.

The originally quiet cafeteria suddenly seemed to have turned into a large-scale sports arena, with thousands of spectators surrounding dozens of athletes and cheering loudly.

From time to time, empty bowls and plates could be seen flying by, and food juices were flying everywhere, but those who were splashed would not get angry, but would shout more arrogantly. However, some would join the battle with an unhappy look on their faces, but like everyone else, they accurately avoided all vital points.

This scene was as magical as it could be, and Feng Xue was completely stunned!

However, this farce did not last too long. After about two or three minutes, which was the time of a round of boxing, a gunshot was suddenly heard.

Immediately afterwards, the prisoners in the cafeteria seemed to have pressed the pause button, and they stopped their actions instantly. Some raised their hands, and the more cowardly ones simply squatted on the ground with their hands on their heads. They looked like two different groups of people compared to their previous arrogant appearance.

Feng Xue also noticed that he was not the only one in the prison who knew nothing. At least, he could see dozens of prisoners who were confused and cheering without stopping.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Feng Xue had an idea in his mind. He immediately raised his hands. Then he saw that the person on the table who had not had time to react was shot down. However, seeing that he was still twitching on the table, it should be a rubber bullet.

Groups of prison guards finally rushed in waving batons. Although loud, but not much angry, the scolding sound came from outside the cafeteria. There were a few who had not figured out the situation and wanted to call on these thousands of prisoners to rush over the only one or two hundred prison guards, and then they were hit by a few rubber bullets.

"Fishing? Showing off your power?" Feng Xue thought about what this situation meant, but the result was quickly decided.

The main culprits who provoked the trouble were put in solitary confinement for three days, and the remaining points were deducted, and those who were given additional tasks were added. Everything seemed to have passed just like that, but Feng Xue discovered that those who were punished with solitary confinement were confused no matter how they looked at it. It doesn’t look like he’s being punished——

No, there are still some. For example, the prison guard who didn't see the situation clearly after he came in, now looks like he's crying.

"Is there something fishy here?"

Feng Xue muttered and was taken back to a single room by the prison guards. Looking at the juice splattering on her body, she shook her head and opened the closet, took out a set of identical prison uniforms, and planned to go to the bathroom to scrub them.

"You can change your clothes and wash yourself in the private room. I don't know what's wrong with ordinary prisoners..."

Feng Xue muttered in her heart, but soon, the answer came to her door——

"Bring toiletries and take a shower in five minutes!"

"Ah this..." Feng Xue's face was full of confusion as she heard the prison guard knocking on the railing and shouting all the way past the door——

"It can't be that because there will be a shower on Wednesday, these prisoners just have fun before taking a shower, right?"