I, Tianlaozhen Wangu, support the Empress from behind!

The next day.

Rolling time.

Zhou the prison envoy did not live up to his merit of getting things done for money.

He praised Chu He greatly in public.

Chu He even doubted whether the person he was talking about was himself.

Afterwards, Prison Supervisor Zhou asked another jailer to inspect the prisoners, and Chu He was assigned to patrol the cells.

Hearing this, Chu He's heart finally settled down.

Although accepting prisoners involves participation and can earn experience points, Chu He is worried that he will die before achieving his goal, so he has been focusing on stability these days.

When Chu He was about to leave.

Prison Guard Zhou called him back into the office, chatted for a few words, then took out a booklet and handed it to him, saying:

"Kid, this is the record of the prisoners in Area A that I had someone take last night. When you go on patrol later, take a look at it first..."

This transformation from ice to fire made Chu He exclaim.

“It’s money well spent.”

This change in Zhou the prison guard also shocked the other jailers in Area A, and they discussed and speculated privately.

"Has the peel changed his temperament this week?"

"No way? I think Brother Chu is a little weird..."

By the way, their attitude towards Chu He also changed.

This was also something Chu He had not expected.

According to Prison Sergeant Zhou's arrangement, Chu He was in charge of cells 40 to 50. Prisoner No. 46 had just died this morning, and he had just disposed of the body according to the procedure.

Chu He flipped through the booklet in his hand.

The above information shows that prisoner No. 46 is a master thief who is known to be omnipotent.

Unfortunately, this time he sneaked into Prince Qian's palace and happened to discover the prince's concubine's affair. After being caught by the prince's men, he had his five limbs crippled and thrown here.

People give up before they can make it past the tenth day.

Chu He continued to flip through the booklet. He found that the prisoner information recorded on it showed that most of these prisoners were ordinary prisoners, and most of them had cultivation levels ranging from the second to the fifth level of strength training.

"If we follow the standards for the Demon Refining Prison for prisoners above the fifth level of strength training..."

"The vast majority of prisoners here shouldn't be here. It's just that they were unlucky and ran into a 'noble person'."

Chu He secretly shook his head. This is the sadness of having no strength.

It was not until Bai Jiang called him that Chu He realized it was time to get off duty.

After briefly handing over the prison duties to Bai Jiang, Chu He walked out of the prison and headed towards the canteen.

After eating a bowl of rice in the cafeteria.

Chu He hurried to his residence in a hurry. Seeing the surprised prison guard from Area A who came to eat with him, he secretly guessed something in his heart.

"Why does this guy seem like a different person?"

Chu He returned to the wooden house.

He first locked the door, then sat cross-legged on the bed and waited for two hours. Finally, it was four quarters past midnight.

"Ding…"

Hearing the prompt, Chu He immediately called out the "Purgatory Heavenly Scripture" in his mind.

The experience value column only shows 140.

Chu He was secretly delighted and directly added all his experience points to his realm.

In an instant, the realm column changed.

The originally displayed [Realm: None (0/100)] changed to [Realm: Level 20 Strength Training (200/)].

next moment.

Chu He felt a scorching power surge into his body out of nowhere, flowing through his limbs, internal organs, and six bowels, eventually turning into a warm current and dissolving in his body.

This strange feeling lasted for several breaths before completely disappearing.

"call--"

Chu He let out a long, heavy breath, which was like an extremely dark streak of silk.

Accompanied by a strong stench, Chu He suddenly felt his stomach churning.

"This is fucking stale, a thousand years old? It stinks..."

However, after spitting out this black air.

Chu He felt an indescribable sense of relief all over his body. In the past, no matter what he did, he always felt weak and powerless. Now, this feeling has completely disappeared.

Thinking of this, Chu He quickly glanced at the personal information on the "Purgatory Heavenly Scripture" and found that the word "near death" on it had disappeared.

At the same time, Chu He also noticed.

My body has become a little stronger, I have more strength, and the skin on my body is tighter.

I couldn't help but think of my cheap dad's words, "We have nine levels of strength training, which is actually the nine times of tempering and reorganizing human skin, forming a membrane as thick as stone, yet elastic..."

"This 'Purgatory Heavenly Scripture' is actually helping me to beat and refine my skin membrane. It's amazing!" Chu He couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

Moreover, he also had a feeling that he seemed to have the ability to take a step ten feet away?

“This feeling of power…”

"Is this what it feels like to be a warrior?"

Chu He was suddenly ecstatic.

This feeling of fullness and strength in the body is so wonderful now compared to my previous weak body.

“No wonder everyone wants to learn martial arts…”

"And this is only the first level of strength training. The next nine levels, and the entry-level warriors after that..."

"What a style..."

There was a gleam in Chu He's eyes.

"I need to figure out how to increase my daily experience points..."

......

The next day.

Every moment.

Area A duty room.

Chu He and ten other people stood upright by the side, waiting for Zhou Yushi to call them in.

"Du Zi, Li Ming, Wang Sheng... Ma Liu, Ma Liu?"

Every time Zhou the jailer read out a name, the corresponding jailer would respond with a "here".

But this time, Zhou the prison guard called Ma Liu's name twice, but no one responded.

"Report, Sir, the prison warden, Ma Liu can't get up."

At this time, someone in the team spoke back. It was Ma Liu's roommate Li Ming.

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere fell into silence.

Even Chu He knew what this sentence meant.

If you can't get up, it means you're dead.

This Ma Liu is just like his predecessor and Li Ming. All three of them were hired without taking an exam a month ago.

Li Ming's family had some financial resources, so he gave Zhou the prison envoy a big gift as soon as he started working. Half a month ago, he had reached the first level of strength training, while his predecessor and Ma Liu died one after another.

"Dead? Let me go and see. If he dares to play dead, I'll show you how I'll deal with him..."

After cursing a few words, Prison Sergeant Zhou continued to arrange the work.

dead?

It is very normal in the Demon Refining Prison. The lower-level jailers are replaced by new ones almost every day.

Too many people died from the evil spirits and were killed by prisoners.

"Since Ma Liu is dead, before the newcomer comes in, his job... Wang Sheng, you take care of it first." Prison Envoy Zhou looked at a man with a pale face and pointed at his general.

When Wang Sheng heard this, his pale face turned pale and his body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

He took on more work.

This means that there is less time to refine the membrane, and for people like them who are not very talented, it means life and death.

However, Wang Sheng did not dare to refuse Zhou the prison guard's arrangement and could only nod and accept it.

Prisoner Zhou then arranged the rest of the day's affairs before announcing the disbandment.

Chu He went to the canteen and prepared the prisoners' morning meals.

It is called food, but in fact it is similar to pig food, which is some Xishui mixed with some rotten vegetable leaves and the like.

After all, the Demon Refining Prison is not a charity, they just need to ensure that the prisoners do not starve to death.

Eating too well can lead to trouble.

"Number 45, come and eat!"

When Chu He went to Room 45 to eat, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

This person is his only source of experience at the moment, so please don't bother.

Seeing that the other party did not respond.

Chu He called out a few more times before number 45's finger moved slightly.

Seeing this, Chu He shook his head slightly. It seemed that Room 45 could not hold out for too long, so he continued to serve food to Room 47.

The prisoner in Cell 47 was a white-haired old man named Meng Lide. The tendons in his hands and feet were cut, and iron chains on both sides were passed through his scapula.

Follow the information in the brochure.

This is the only ninth-level warrior under his jurisdiction, and he is also an outer disciple of the evil cult White Lotus.

"Ninth level of strength training, what a pity it's not my own custody..."

Chu He sighed inwardly.

"Boy, you're just right here."

"Prison Warden Fang wants to interrogate the prisoner in Cell 47. Bring him out immediately."

At this time, a voice came to Chu He's ears.