Two Realms: From Glass Beads to Divine Skills, Invincible

Chapter 70: The Japanese Devils?

"It's boring, there's no difficulty at all."

Bai Chen listlessly put down the mouse, letting the players inside kill him.

After becoming a martial artist, his reaction speed improved dramatically. Playing shooting games like this was like having a cheat code; he just went on a killing spree.

"Bai, after you get out of prison, I'll teach you how to control your recoil!" Anna said eagerly.

She was curious to know what it would be like for someone who could dominate in this game to handle a gun in real life.

"Your marksmanship is very good?" Bai Chen raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

"Hmph~"

Anna proudly held her head high, revealing her fair neck and collarbone. "I started handling guns when I was five, and by seven I could already assemble a pistol. At ten, I participated in the Southern State Junior Shooting Competition and won the runner-up title..."

Listening to this series of introductions, Bai Chen clicked his tongue in amazement and gave Anna a thumbs up.

The true path is a mistaken intrusion into the heavenly realm.

When I was five, I was playing marbles; when I was seven, I played with homemade iron ring rollers; and when I was ten... I watched porn for the first time.

The difference is just too great.

...

As the saying goes, the land of gentle pleasures is the tomb of heroes.

So, before the nighttime dormitory check, Bai Chen pushed open cell 308.

He swore it wasn't because he couldn't stand Anna's exploitation, but because he felt that since he was in prison, it was best not to go too far.

"Master Bai, you're back."

Upon seeing Bai Chen enter the dormitory, Bao Guowei immediately jumped off the bed and rushed forward to greet him.

He was utterly astonished by Bai Chen's talent.

It's all over the prison now, saying that the female doctor in the infirmary is having an affair with the new Chinese guy who just arrived.

Bao Guowei was incredibly envious.

For most people, prison is torture, but for Bai Ye, coming to prison is like coming to enjoy himself.

Luckily, he didn't know that Bai Chen had killed a prison guard in the interrogation room earlier, otherwise he would have been shocked.

In fact, the prison also concealed this information, and even announced to the public that the prison guard's death was caused by illness.

After all, between a prison guard who might have been beaten to death by inmates and one who died of illness, the latter is obviously more acceptable to people.

"Did anything happen while I was away yesterday?" Bai Chen asked casually.

"Nothing much happened, except two new prison guards came and asked about you, Mr. Bai, but I still didn't say anything," Bao Guowei explained.

"Hmm." Bai Chen nodded slightly.

"By the way, Mr. Bai, have you washed up yet? I'll get you some hot water," Bao Guowei said in a flattering tone, as if he had just remembered something.

There's an unwritten rule in prison: if you're loyal to an old minister, you have to take care of his daily needs, such as washing his clothes, socks, and fetching water for him to wash his feet.

"No need, I've already taken a shower."

Bai Chen waved his hand.

In fact, he not only took a shower, but also went online to play games and even enjoyed a personal massage from a female prison doctor.

A constant-temperature shower in the infirmary is much more pleasant than filling a bucket with hot water.

"Alright, then Mr. Bai, you can rest now. I won't bother you any longer." Bao Guowei was envious again. No wonder he's Mr. Bai.

......

The next morning.

A whistle rang out throughout the entire prison.

The prison guards' voices urging people to get up came through the loudspeakers, instantly putting the entire prison into a busy state.

"Master Bai, get up...wait, Master Bai is already up?"

Bao Guowei sat up in surprise. Just as he was about to wake Bai Ye, he found that Bai Ye was already practicing his kung fu cross-legged.

"Phew~"

Bai Chen opened his eyes, raised and lowered his hands slightly, making a gesture as if to call it a day.

Currently in prison, I am unable to practice the stance training of the Internal Organs Realm, so I can only resort to practicing the static stance training of the previous Bone Refining Realm.

"Bao Guowei, what does it mean that the broadcast said to assemble at the assigned room?" Bai Chen asked.

"It means we have to work, Boss Bai. As far as I know, our prison is the largest license plate stamping factory in the south..."

After listening to Bao Guowei's explanation,

Bai Chen understood.

Just like Paradise Umbrella in China, they are produced by prisoners during their labor reform.

No wonder the United States is so keen on cracking down on illegal workers; it's simply trying to capture a batch of free labor.

In the United States, the vast majority of prisons are backed by local authorities.

Compared to workers outside who frequently go on strike and demand higher wages, prisoners in jail who only work without pay are clearly more cost-effective.

"Let's go, lead the way!"

Bai Chen stood up and gestured for the other person to lead the way.

There's still a week until he gets the Purple Gold Card, and he can afford to wait that long.

.....

Leaving their cell numbers, hundreds of prisoners walked deeper into the prison.

Bai Chen and Bao Guowei were also mixed in.

It's worth mentioning that, because of the batch of people entering prison, they even ran into Robert on the way.

The other person looked somewhat listless, with bruises on the corners of their mouth, clearly indicating that they were not having a good time.

When Robert saw Bai Chen, he forced a smile as a greeting and then continued walking through the crowd.

It was accompanied by a long corridor.

Soon, rows of rusty wire mesh came into view, dividing the workshop area.

After passing through the security gate, we ventured into the bustling heart of the factory—a giant workshop.

The riot lights overhead were blindingly white, and the machine tools roared and dust filled the thousands of square meters.

The area where Bai Chen was assigned was mostly populated by people of East Asian descent, but judging from their facial features, only he and Bao Guowei were Chinese.

The prisoners' job was simple: to stack the stamped license plates and put them into a cardboard box.

"Master Bai, you can leave all your work to me in a bit."

Seeing Bai Chen staring blankly at the machine, Bao Guowei, who was standing to the side, volunteered to speak up.

"Um..."

Just as Bai Chen was about to nod, he suddenly heard a piercing sound coming from not far away.

"Ya ta—, ko yo no~ shi gou to~ wa... la ku sou~ na...."

Not far away, two Asians were chatting excitedly around a machine.

Although I couldn't understand what it meant, I could at least tell that it was probably the Japanese speaking.

Instantly.

Bai Chen laughed and patted Bao Guowei on the shoulder, "Bao Guowei, you don't need to do my work, and you don't need to do yours either."

"What?"

Bao Guowei was somewhat confused, not understanding what his boss meant.

Then he saw Bai Chen walk towards the machine not far away.

"Oh my god~ Dare-da?"

The two Japanese soldiers clearly noticed Bai Chen approaching and immediately became wary, with one of them even shouting at him.

"You beast, can you understand English?" Bai Chen tilted his head and asked casually.

"watt?"

The Japanese soldier was taken aback at first, then flew into a rage, adopting a fighting stance, shouting, "Seriously! Baka!"

Bai Chen was getting impatient and decided to stop wasting words and just beat him up first.

Snapped!

One slap sent the Japanese soldier flying as soon as he opened his mouth.