Rebuilding Base is Under Construction

Magneto sat silently on the edge of the garbage bag, and no one seemed to notice him. But the sniper above his head seemed to have turned on the sight. As long as he stepped out of the prescribed range, he would immediately feel the reflection of the sight.

So he didn't move, but sat quietly.

The conversation from a distance made him suddenly understand why the warden seemed to be very at ease with these mutant children, and only hired him as an "employee" to take care of them.

This cemetery is definitely problematic, and some difficult problems can be dealt with without knowing it.

Magneto sneered in his heart.

To be honest, he originally just wanted to explore the prison environment in order to escape from prison in the future-only to find out why the warden accepted these mutants, he can understand where to start.

He seems to be approaching the facts.

Standing in the woods, Zhang Dianyu looked impatiently at the last trembling prisoner. He looked malnourished, and the hidden item was just a metal spoon-it seemed to be ready to dig the tunnel.

Since all the crocodiles in the sewer can't stop him from having this idea, it seems that he really wants to escape from prison.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at his data.

Korkraf Peters, 31, a car thief with a two-year prison term. There are two parents in the family, a 28-year-old wife and a 3-year-old son.

Judging from the archives, there is no need for him to escape.

Zhang Dianyu looked at Peters. As an adult man, he looked a bit too thin, with several bruises and broken wounds on his face.

This way things are much easier to explain.

Obviously, he suffered a lot of bullying in the prison, so that he tried to take risks and even the little crocodile in the sewer could not stop him from having such a thought.

Zhang Dianyu thought for a while, stroking the handle of the whip, and asked softly, "Korkraf Peters, isn't it?"

The prisoner almost fainted when he heard his name.

The guard stabbed him before he got him back and replied tremblingly, "Yes... yes, Miss Warden."

Zhang Dianyu nodded and said, "You've always lived here."

This Peters looked timid, and as soon as someone made a noise around him, he would be trembling with fear-it was impossible to prove the effect of Rita's whip, which was very disappointing.

But looking at the fact that his two-year sentence has passed half a year, Zhang Dianyu decided to impose a permanent imprisonment on him.

In fact, the confinement chamber under the tomb had exceeded the size of the originally planned coffin that could not even stretch its legs. Zhang Dianyu inspected the site during a construction and found this problem.

It has been a while since the clown was locked in the coffin by him. He finally realized that it was also a 1x1 confinement room, why the clown was curled up in the coffin.

Because 1x1 is the ground area, the height is limited by the coffin cover.

Zhang Dianyu fell into contemplation.

Although he did not intentionally want to harm the clown, this result did not make him feel sad, even a little happy. However, in order to avoid the complaints of the super criminals who were instilled in the future, Zhang Dianyu generously expanded the scope of the confinement room and planned to increase it to a size of 1x2.

So the question came again.

His skills can only provide 1x1 air confinement room. Even if the confinement room is expanded, the person forced into the skill can only curl up in the middle.

Zhang Dianyu racked his brain and finally solved the problem.

He added a little more work to the engineering team, let them bury the coffin upright, and even left a space for prisoners and a trap door above the tombstone.

In this way, he can also install the toilet under the trap door, which is both beautiful and practical.

Zhang Dianyu was extremely satisfied.

Thinking of the scene where the super criminals stood upright in the coffin, he felt that the future of the prison was full of beauty.

However, these confinement rooms have been tried out by ordinary prisoners first-although only one night, the way these prisoners cried for mercy made Zhang Dianyu feel as if he was going to bury them alive.

He could only slow down his tone to persuade them to roll in and put them in confinement-otherwise, he could only handcuff them in the confinement room and other vacant confinement rooms, which may take more than ten hours.

After a while, you can end the confinement time.

But when the prisoner saw Rita's kind smile, she showed a horrified look and cried even more miserably, making Zhang Dianyu a little annoyed.

So he instructed the guards to put the resisting prisoners in directly.

The Peters in front of him was the last one, and Zhang Dianyu felt a little unbearable with his desperate look like a small animal.

"You have only one and a half years in prison, do you understand what I mean?" Zhang Dianyu said suddenly to the prisoner in front of him.

The prisoner nodded anxiously, and seemed to dare not mention the matter of attempting to escape from prison, but still begged hard: "Please don't kill me, Miss Warden, I...I still have family members."

Zhang Dianyu was a little puzzled: "Use a spoon to dig the tunnel and escape to see your family?"

Peters blushed and whispered in a low voice: "I'm afraid I... if you don't leave, you won't have a chance to see them."

Zhang Dianyu looked at the wound on his face and frowned slightly.

"I can give you this opportunity."

For a moment, Peters' eyes brightened.

The deputy warden before him pointedly pointed coldly: "Here."

Peters' face was pale, his lips trembling and speechless.

In despair, he saw Miss Rita raise her hand and called the guard next to him, and gave him a few words.

"Call the engineering team to transform this into a 2x3 basement."

Peters seemed a little unbelievable in his ears.

Just now when Acting Miss Warden loaded other prisoners into the coffin and buried alive, he didn't even dare to open his eyes, only to hear desperate pleading and crying.

But the warden’s words seemed to be a sudden ray of sunlight in the middle of the dark clouds, which made him instantly clear. If the warden wanted to bury him alive in the coffin, there should be no need to extend the place where the coffin was buried to the cell. Size?

Zhang Dianyu changed the setting of the confinement room, set the part of the engineering team that was about to be excavated and converted into a prison, and arranged the installation of the bed and toilet.

"You will live here in the future, you don't have to go back to the b dormitory.

Peters stared blankly at Miss Rita, and everything that happened before her seemed like a dream.

Acting warden actually prepared a separate cell for him?

"Look at him, don't let him run away." Zhang Dianyu ordered the guard next to him.

Peters still seems to be unable to speak, as if standing unconscious, staring blankly at the front, unable to believe that such "good luck" fell on his head.

Zhang Dianyu glanced at him and emphasized: "If he tries to escape, there will be snipers on the guard tower around here."

This sentence got into Peters' ears and made him shudder. He finally recovered, and looked at Miss Rita gratefully: "Miss Warden, I will not escape again-I promise."

The prisoner's pledge Zhang Dianyu was tired of hearing. He nodded at random and decided to end his tonight's tour.

The whip was retracted into the virtual backpack.

Immediately after that, he turned to the gate and found the person sitting in the middle of the garbage bag.

Magneto's elbow, wearing a dark red prison uniform, rested on his knees. He seemed to look at the passing vehicles leisurely, and glanced at Miss Rita casually.

Zhang Dianyu was not sure what he had heard and frowned slightly.

He and Magneto stared at each other for a moment, and found that the other party's hostility seemed not as heavy as it used to be-then he remembered that he was not a warden, but Rita.

Maybe this is a good thing, otherwise the other party might jump up and pinch his neck now.

Zhang Dianyu looked away indifferently.

However, Magneto is still looking at him with inquiry.

Zhang Dianyu thought about it and said to the guard next to him, "Here I found a lazy labor prisoner who deducted half of his work points today."

Magneto: "..."

Zhang Dianyu controlled Rita with a smile, then crossed the road, crossed the postman to deliver the car, and entered the prison gate opposite.

Before Rita's rest time, Zhang Dianyu was planning to think about what else she could do, and suddenly heard a few knocks on her ear.

He froze for a moment before realizing that he was still at Stark's residence.

It was a servant who opened the door: "Mr. Warden, Mr. Stark and Master Bill are preparing to have dinner. He very much agrees that you continue to lie in bed and get angry with Master Bill-but if you don’t mind, go It’s okay to eat together."

Zhang Dianyu: "..." This **** is really what Stark can say.

But since he asked the servant to knock on the door, he didn't carry the food in his hand, the meaning was obvious.

Maybe he felt that speaking the right words would stimulate people's rebellious psychology, but Zhang Dianyu felt that he didn't want to waste this time.

Since I'm going to see a psychiatrist tomorrow, of course I have to switch to Rita tonight.

"I don't eat dinner now." Zhang Dianyu said to the servant, "I'm here waiting for Miss Rita."

The maid left.

Zhang Dianyu quickly opened Miss Rita's control interface and asked her to inform Banner to draft a land transaction contract, ready to buy a new piece of land-as long as the funds for tomorrow are in the account.

And so Rita's visit will be taken for granted. The bulk of the prison’s asset movement still requires the warden’s own inspection, and he needs to sign the document to authorize Rita to buy a new piece of land.

Although the actual operation is actually done on the game panel-but the process in the real world still has to go.

After finishing these things, Zhang Dianyu lay back on the bed and felt a little hungry.

In fact, he rejected Stark's invitation to dinner and had a little bit of anger, so he just hoped Rita would come over quickly.

Finally, someone knocked on his door.

Stark came in with one hand holding a round dinner plate and lifted the lid.

"Sorry, I thought you would come."

Zhang Dianyu seemed to smell a faint burnt smell.

He glanced at the contents of the plate and asked cautiously, "Is this...? Is your chef on vacation?"

Stark placed the dinner plate on the bedside table so that he could see more clearly-but Zhang Dianyu still didn't see it clearly.

"No, but I made it myself." His tone sounded very proud. "If I made you uncomfortable if I just said--" He raised his hand and gestured the food in the tray.

Zhang Dianyu was silent for a moment: "But I still want the chef's dinner."

"This was done by Tony Stark himself!"

"I want a cook."