Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One - A Sober Fall

The prisoner who smiled at Tu Mi had a decent following of his own. Thinking this, Tu Mi also went down to the first floor.

Tu Mi stood at the top of the stairs, scanning the entire area before finally fixing her gaze on a prisoner with dyed red hair. She then walked towards the red-haired man.

After Tu Mi came downstairs, countless prisoners secretly focused their attention on her. Knowing that Tu Mi lived in a cell on the seventh floor, almost none of the prisoners dared to look at her with unrestrained eyes. Now, seeing Tu Mi walk towards Jiang Kui, everyone watched her with amusement.

Although Tu Mi lived on the seventh floor, ... no matter how powerful Tu Mi's backing was, the emperor was far away, and after Tu Mi was bullied, it was difficult for her backing to quickly spread to Devil Island. Moreover, Tu Mi had just arrived on Devil Island and had no followers to command.

Therefore, when Tu Mi faced Jiang Kui, who already had a number of subordinates, the result was obvious: Tu Mi could not defeat Jiang Kui.

The twins in the distance exchanged a glance, then lowered their heads and continued eating.

Bai Can, on the other side, seemed unaware of Tu Mi's arrival and actions, and continued with what he was doing.

Tu Mi walked to Jiang Kui's side, but before she could speak, she was stopped by a prisoner next to Jiang Kui. The prisoner winked at Tu Mi, trying to tell her not to disturb his brother Jiang while he was eating.

Tu Mi lowered her eyes and gestured for the prisoner to get out of the way. When the prisoner didn't move, Tu Mi pushed him aside and said, "Jiang Kui?"

Jiang Kui looked up at the sound, and after seeing Tu Mi's face clearly, he blinked and called out, "Tu Mi?"

Tu Mi slowly sat down in front of Jiang Kui and smiled at him, "Little Jiang, I prefer you to call me Young Master Tu."

Jiang Kui observed Tu Mi's behavior and met her meaningful gaze. His eyes flickered, and he said, "I'm sorry, Young Master Tu."

Seeing that Jiang Kui was about to stand up and bow to Tu Mi to express his apology, Tu Mi quickly stopped him, saying, "It's alright, it's enough that you have the intention."

Jiang Kui leaned forward and moved the untouched food beside him to Tu Mi's front. "Young Master Tu, this is for you..."

Tu Mi's gaze shifted to the food, his brows furrowing slightly. He had never seen food with such an elaborate presentation.

Jiang Kui smiled wryly: "The conditions in prison are just like this, Tu Shao, you'll have to make do with what you have."

Tu Mi nodded slowly, took the turntable that Jiang Kui had handed over, his fingertips touched Jiang Kui's fingertips, their eyes met, and he smiled at Jiang Kui.

The prisoner who had been pushed aside by Tu Mi looked at Jiang Kui and then at Tu Mi, and was stunned. So Tu Mi knew his brother Jiang. It seemed that his brother Jiang was Tu Mi's subordinate.

On the noisy first floor, Tu Mi and Jiang Kui's location seemed inconspicuous, but there were always some subtle glances directed at them, and ears perked up in an attempt to overhear their conversation. Unfortunately, the first floor was too noisy. However, what the ears couldn't hear, the eyes could see. Judging from these actions, Jiang Kui and Tu Mi seemed to be acquaintances.

Tu Mi placed one hand on the rice plate, her fingertips pressed against it, feeling the papery texture of her middle finger as it moved slightly upwards. Tu Mi frowned, ate a few mouthfuls of rice, then pushed the rice plate forward, complaining, "It's awful!"

The prisoner next to Jiang Kui quickly came over. This was the same prisoner who had been pushed away by Tu Mi earlier. The prisoner smiled obsequiously at Tu Mi and said, "Young Master Tu, there will be fruit after the meal. You can have some fruit."

Tu Mi shifted her gaze from Jiang Kui to the prisoner, raising an eyebrow with interest. "Oh?"

The prisoner immediately explained, "There is fruit after every meal, but each person only gets one, and all my things belong to you and Brother Jiang."

"What's your name?"

"Mu Zi, they all call me Mu Zi, you can also call me Mu Zi."

Tu Mi nodded.

Jiang Kui looked up from his rice plate, glanced at Mu Zi, and Mu Zi understood. She looked at Tu Mi apologetically before returning to her seat.

Jiang Kui looked up at Tu Mi, "Young Master Tu, do you still want to eat this?"

Tu Mi shook her head, "I won't eat."

Jiang Kui placed one hand on Tu Mi's rice plate and asked with his eyes: If you're not going to eat, then I will.

Tu Mi nodded, indicating her agreement.

Jiang Kui didn't stand on ceremony and started eating heartily using the chopsticks that Tu Mi had just used.

Tu Mi looked down at the food plate. The food in the prison looked and was served in portions just like the food in some school cafeterias—unpalatable and meager! One plate of rice was not enough for Jiang Kui, an adult male. Besides, the food window was already closed, so Jiang Kui couldn't get any food.

After the prisoners finished eating, they could get the fruit, but this "getting" wasn't taking, it was stealing!

Tu Mi sat in a chair, watching the prison guards carry in basket after basket of apples. There were at least several hundred people in this prison building. Would these apples be enough?

Jiang Kui seemed to see through Tu Mi's confusion and explained, "These apples are far from enough for every prisoner, so they can only be obtained by stealing them!"

Upon hearing this, Tu Mi stood up and slowly approached the basket containing the apples. Not only Tu Mi did this, but all the other prisoners around her did the same, waiting for the guard to give the signal so they could rush forward.

Apples may be the most boring fruit in the world, but on Alcatraz, they are a luxury.

Jiang Kui followed closely behind Tu Mi, his posture casual, but his eyes were always on his surroundings. This was his superior, and he had to protect Tu Mi.

After the apples were arranged, the prison guard said, "You can take them now."

All the prisoners crowded forward, trying to grab their own apples from the basket. Unfortunately, resources were limited, and these things could only be obtained through competition.

Tu Mi stepped back a few paces to avoid the running prisoners. With her legs, which were bound by iron chains, she quickly kicked the waist and shoulders of the prisoner in front of her. Then, she stepped on the head of another prisoner with one foot, and with the ankle of the other foot, she kicked the apples in the hands of the prisoner next to the apple basket into the air. Then, Tu Mi flipped backward and landed perfectly with two apples in her hands.

Jiang Kui was somewhat shocked as he watched Tu Mi's series of smooth movements. "Wait, we're from the same department, how come Tu Mi's skills are so good?!"

Tu Mi turned around, raised an eyebrow at Jiang Kui, and tossed the two apples in her hand to him.

Jiang Kui reached out and took the two apples, which landed securely in his hand. He called out, "Thanks, Young Master Tu."

Tu Mi tossed the apple in her hand and casually said, "It's nothing."

The next second, Tu Mi quickly turned to the side, a flash of red passed by his eyes, and then it slammed hard onto the ground, the flesh of the fruit breaking apart, showing how much force the prisoner who threw the apple had.

Tu Mi looked up and saw a man sitting on a chair placed on the dining table, one leg crossed over the other, leaning back against the chair, tossing an apple in one hand, his dark eyes looking down at Tu Mi. "Are you the new prisoner on the seventh floor today?"