National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 3546 The Court of Punishment



Chapter 3546 The Court of Punishment

Quinn led Fang Heng's team forward along the corridor.

The prison was filled with people from various ethnic groups.

When Quinn arrived, the entire prison block fell silent.

“They all have runes on them. If they misbehave, the mental runes can calm them down.”

As Quinn spoke, he looked at a prisoner in the cell next to him and activated his mental power.

"what!!!"

Inside the prison, a member of an alien race suddenly developed dense, dark gold patterns on his body, revealing an extremely painful expression. His fingernails dug deep into his muscles, but he clenched his teeth to force himself not to make a sound.

Everyone here knows that Quinn hates noise.

If he shouts out, he will only receive a more severe punishment.

Quinn was satisfied with the prisoner's performance, looked away, and continued walking forward.

"The prayers related to controlling prisoners can be viewed in the library in the rest area, but the books cannot be taken away."

Quinn pulled a brand-new-looking booklet from his pocket and handed it to Ethan, saying, "This is a job manual with detailed job instructions. You can look it up if you don't know anything about it, but what's really important is what I just told you."

"Also, be careful of these prisoners. They may seem obedient on the surface, and even flatter you, but this is all a disguise to gain your trust. Don't believe what they say; they are all dangerous."

Fang Heng was walking forward at the back of the group when he suddenly noticed something. He raised an eyebrow and looked at the prison cell to the side.

The aura of death!

They are from the Underworld!

There happened to be members of the Underworld being imprisoned in Ward 3.

Perhaps he knows some clues related to the Underworld Emperor.

Quinn asked, "Have you all studied alchemical magic circles?"

Everyone nodded.

The gods possess an exceptional ability to comprehend almost all academic disciplines, with alchemy being a fundamental subject they master, differing only in the degree of proficiency they achieve.

"Yes, during the patrol, pay special attention to whether there are any dead prisoners and whether there are any signs of damage to the magic circle."

After leading everyone on a tour of Cell Block 3, Quinn returned to the entrance and nodded, saying, "If you want to continue working at the Court of Punishments after your internship, alchemy is an essential skill. You might consider taking some advanced courses."

"That's about it. This is the key to the prison area."

Quinn handed the key to Ethan. "During your training, your activities are limited to the ground area and the first to third floors of the underground prison. The areas below hold extremely dangerous prisoners, and you are not allowed to enter there. Do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Quinn nodded slightly. "Let's go. I'll take you to the rest area next."

……

The rest area is located on the ground floor, separate from the prison area.

Back on the ground, the air felt much fresher.

Quinn spent over an hour leading everyone on a tour of the rest area.

"That's about it. The room keys are all stored away. If you encounter any problems, you can ask your colleagues. You can also come to me anytime if you have any trouble." Quinn said, then shrugged. "Of course, I don't want you to run into any trouble."

"Any more questions?"

Ethan's team exchanged glances.

The daily tasks in prison seem to be easier than I imagined.

Simply complete three daily inspections and keep records.

The prisoners they guarded were all from the highest rank and were of relatively low danger.

It's obvious they don't trust these 'interns'.

As long as they don't make mistakes, that's fine.

If the alarm sounds, not only them, but the entire prison area, including the prison director, will be notified and go to check the damaged area of ​​the magic circle.

"Any more questions?"

Gu Er stepped forward, looked at Quinn, and said in a deep voice, "Captain Quinn, I've heard that the Court of Punishments has the best training grounds where you can engage in real combat with imprisoned prisoners. Is that true?"

"Oh? You came here for this?"

Quinn glanced at the Ancient Two with interest and said, "That's right, the Court of Punishment does have this. It was originally set up by an elder to hone his skills, and it gradually evolved into a tradition of the Court of Punishment."

Gu Er was even more excited and asked, "Can we participate?"

"Hahahahaha."

Quinn burst into laughter.

Gu Er frowned and asked, "Sir, what are you laughing at?"

“It’s nothing. I admire your courage. If you’re interested, you can practice with the inmates in Ward 3 first, and come back to me when you feel ready.”

Quinn patted Gu Er on the shoulder, then turned and left, saying, "Alright, that's enough for today. Patrols will begin tomorrow. You may leave now."

Ethan's team watched Quinn leave.

"Tch, you look down on me, don't you?"

"Squeaky..."

Gu Er understood Quinn's meaning and felt slightly annoyed. His fighting spirit was immediately reignited, and his fists clenched so tightly they made a cracking sound.

"Brothers, anyone want to go find a few prisoners to practice on first?"

The group looked at each other, but no one spoke.

Everyone was exhausted after going through a trial earlier.

“Looks like you’re out of luck today.” Ethan shrugged and said, “It’s written in the manual that you have to be in a team of at least two to enter the prison area.”

“I can go with him.”

Fang Heng took a step forward as he spoke, "I'm also curious about the strength of the prisoners in the prison."

Gu Er's eyes lit up, and he gave Fang Heng a grateful look.

"Fine, I'm really fed up with you two."

Ethan looked at the two belligerents in the group and was speechless. He nodded and said, "Everyone is tired today, so let's rest early. You two shouldn't keep going for too long."

"It's alright, boss, I know what I'm doing."

Gu Er chuckled. "Zane, let's go fight."

……

Gu Er packed two portions of meat and entered Prison Area No. 3 with Fang Heng.

Smelling the aroma of meat, the prisoners in the passage all poked their heads out, sizing up Fang Heng and his companion.

In prison, prisoners rely on the energy released by magic circles to survive each day, and food is a great temptation for them.

The prisoners weren't stupid; they already knew that Fang Heng and his companion were new guards and were curious about what they were up to.

Gu Er held up the two portions of meat in his hand and said, "Listen up, everyone. Whoever is good at fighting, dares to come out and exchange a few blows with me? If you can satisfy me, these are yours."

Upon hearing this, the prisoners immediately began to buzz and make a commotion.

Fang Heng's gaze fell upon the imprisoned member of the Netherworld Clan inside the cell.

The Underworld Clan showed no intention of challenging them, huddled in a corner of the prison.

"Hey! Newbie! Does winning really mean you get to eat meat?"

A bronze-skinned, muscular alien looked at Gu Er outside the prison, his eyes gleaming with longing.

"Ha, would I need to lie to you?"

"I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Immediately, the entire prison area erupted in excitement, with prisoners scrambling to sign up.

"You're the one!" (End of Chapter)


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