Doomsday Jigsaw Puzzle

Chapter 315: Chapter 119: The First Evil Person in Prison - Bai Wu

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However, Tai Wen didn’t know about this, as it was his first time here in a while.

Bai Wu kept pressing for details about this place, its operations, and the power dynamics within the prison.

A particularly suspicious jail.

Although seemingly inanimate objects were clearly present, like water and food, they were untouchable, as if bound by some unspoken rule.

But one would still feel the cold, as always, when the night covered them.

Tai Wen quickly understood that Bai Wu was implying that even after drinking all the water here, one would still be thirsty, and even after eating all the food, one would still be hungry, as ever before.

Bai Wu basically asked him about anything, like a friendly cellmate would, from prison layout to random trivial things.

He questioned Tai Wen a few more times, deciding that the creature couldn’t be simply dismissed as a warty toad; it was actually quite ferocious and ghastly looking, contrary to first impressions.

Bai Wu was stunned. It wouldn’t be that strange if there was something sinister about the place.

"...No, there’s nothing. Once eaten, the food’s gone."

"Even after eating you’re still very hungry? What does that mean?"

"...Yes, I’m still very hungry after eating. No, there’s food."

"Then there must be some sort of organized meal plan, right? Since you’d obviously feel hunger after coming here, is there a dining hall or something?"

Bai Wu speculated whether there were any rules that would allow for closer interaction with other inmates, like handcuffs or something.

Tai Wen’s voice, laden with the heaviness of death, sounded slightly weak.

"...I don’t know why... but coming here makes you hungry."

"You creatures, do you also get hungry? Hungry?"

"I’m hungry... Two days..." Tai Wen replied.

After asking him about how long he’d been there, Bai Wu looked back towards Tai Wen, finally gathering his thoughts in the cell.

Bai Wu’s mind flickered with numerous thoughts: "How could such a coincidence not be deliberate?"

Previously, an unusual character had led Jiang Yimi on a search for markers, including a mental hospital in Chuanbai City.

That creature could control people by playing a flute, even making them willing to die half-dead: the Black Robe Justice, the true master of Yellow Spring Island.

Suddenly, Bai Wu thought of two individuals.

"The warden, the doctor, the dead spirits... etc.? They can’t all be from the third floor of this otherworldly realm, right? The souls of the dead fall towards this Earthly Jail before going to the Dining Jail... The Third Level."

"The doctor on the Second Level must be suffering immensely, trying to plead for death but never dying. If the eyes indicate a certain doctor, then that person is from the Second Level, and the warden is in charge of the First Level." fɾēewebnσveℓ.com

"Could it be that the lightest sentence is merely waiting for death on the First Level, following the hierarchical system of inmate punishments? Doesn’t it make sense that there’s a Third Level in prison for more serious offenses?"

Yet another clue.

]The Third Level hadn’t been established for long; it was worth mentioning.

Although they had already died, their souls were still being tormented; but those from the Second Level, regretting not being subjected to the doctor’s mad experiments, envied those who suffered under the jail warden’s cruel torture, feared by everyone else.

Death here, in this comfortable attire, is the ultimate! Yes. The First Level convicts are sentenced to death, the Second Level to not being able to beg for death, and the Third Level to the Earthly Jail Set Meal of convict punishments, with one shared Jail for all, a massive "Shared Jail" of enormity, and you haven’t overlooked a single detail[

Only after his eyes focused on the light gathering in the sky, Bai Wu licked the iron door and confirmed that Tai Wen had not touched it.

In fact, the man was as revolting to look at as he was, and he had never had a woman’s affection for the simple reason of being uglier than himself.

However, the large eyes that had gone missing were still somewhat hard to conceal, which Tai Wen had grown accustomed to seeing.

Bai Wu had a slight disguise of his own malice, although he still hadn’t touched Tai Wen. The creature was slimy to the touch, its entire body probably coated in a viscous liquid, but it still gave way to Tai Wen who was a bit more menacing.

He had just arrived here and was already contemplating the more complex situation of Chu Qing, but Bai Wu hadn’t thought too much about it.

Since there ought to be a set of legal systems here, naturally there would be prison guards, since there were guards, there would naturally be a warden, especially since there was already a warden.

However, it seemed like no one had mentioned the crime this person had committed.

What could have led this pitiful person to "act out of will," eventually turning into a toad? What did the old man’s eyes almost see throughout the entire process, except the mention of this once pitiful person? But why was he caught and brought to this prison, which sounded very sympathetic when heard, a good fellow.

Is this then the first room-mate of my own?

]It definitely wouldn’t be happy with it if the story involved roasted goose, because it disliked mosquitoes, of course. Because to be sad to the extreme is to have turned into a wretched toad. Ugly and evil-hearted, why bother guarding you, scram: this one sentence reached the girl who had been fiercely protecting some girl child, and he had heard this "I want to eat roasted goose" phrase from the toad seven times without ceasing, right before the world’s end when doom was at hand. Because of his unique appearance and his low acceptance, almost without any strange predisposition, he had been mated seven times[

Do I want to eat roasted goose, you ugly and poor thing? How can you not splash your own reflection when you pee? You’re not even worthy of being with an old woman like Bai—this was the most common assessment he had received from some old person pretending to be real[

"I am not a toad! Quack!"

Bai Wu exclaimed in genuine admiration. "Toad seems so fitting, it’s a good name."

Tai Wen did indeed seem very old. "Tai Wen."

"Well, my name is Well, I’m new here. Care to take a look around with me?"

Bai Wu smiled at the two-footed, toad-like creature standing in front of him, which seemed like a friendly gesture.

He always wore it because, if he chose to escape from prison rather than waiting for an inevitable death, he could only pass through ’crime’ releases by untangling his handcuffs, which were incredibly evil.

Once the anklet was worn, he would have become a unique object that could weaken his own power, the prison guards becoming an unbeatable entity, something Bai Wu understood generally.

]If you choose the second option of leaving this prison, I will conveniently tell you that this anklet is impossible to unlock unless you return to your high tower after leaving prison. If you wear it just one day, it will not oppress you at all, but it will restrain your powers—not completely overpower it, but restrain it. If you shout out loud that "I am innocent," it would probably be met with a mocking laugh. You are indeed a death-row inmate; you need to wear handcuffs and anklets, as you well know, Spiritual Possession tools[

He very naturally checked his own handcuffs and observed his surroundings, knowing he should use his eyes as much as possible to gather more information.

"I must escape from prison."

But he was absolutely confident though that his notes would not be wrong.

Bai Wu still hadn’t grasped any method of leaving this prison type—one of the ’crime’ releases indication in his notes—a way to escape from prison.

"... If one day someone escapes successfully, then those prison rules will have been for nothing," he would say so also.

"Strange, how come I would need to force people into prison with some kind of rule existing here... And yet I am the one who will escape prison, as my second time entering this place will make me a repeat offender. At the same time, encouraging me to escape prison, while not robbing me of my possessions, would be mysterious language, a riddle indeed... This second time I’ve entered here without being deprived of my private possessions must mean something... There is a rule here that must be in play..."

It was only beyond his expectation, just like this.

But his eyes were at that time given a note that made him aware of the encoded destination, a place that was certainly a banquet in itself, the location.

Jiaqin, the entity that was wholly obliterated at the official reception, had the highest success rate when being summoned back to a banquet. If this place was indeed a ruse as Chuanbai had initially believed, how could the old ancestor of Jiaqin threaten to reveal the code just like that, with no compulsion whatsoever?

Can you still function as a prisoner once you proceed directly into the prison, once you clang down from the tower outside? Bai Wu pondered, mulling over in his brain.

]"If you are a prison officer who is criminally liable, because you operate contrary to the prison’s true nature once you discover it, there will just be three, a known fact to all, something important that just adds a point at that critical moment. What could it be, four?"

"Though history has shown that no one has managed to escape from the complex structure of this prison yet, who will you call your friend? Do you plan to leave this place through either ’crime’ release or escaping from the prison? There are two methods, three."

"You must tell me three points, first one being do not bend easily, do not court fat soapy guys beneath your feet, the third one is you have to believe me, you can’t want to please both sides, and become a person who is certainly liable for any crime, both sides having a go at you when the time for choosing your battleground comes (something the ancients have never done—tried such a thing before)—it’s clearly your bestful option, three."

Jiaxie was most eagerly welcomed to come to prison, for anyone who came to this prison would automatically come to the Second Level, since they would have to consider the intricate narrative of how to escape the prison or even just that one time—something to take in———two."

"But, who’s calling you? Though it’s not easy to figure out from this complicated structure how to escape the prison, I suggest you consider it later, four[

Imprisoned—because of himself.

He finally awoke to the harsh reality that this place would strip everything of his own.

The three-inch long, ink-green tongue that still writhed on the ground made Bai Wu feel a bit nauseous.

"Hey, look, a new guy. Don’t let me catch you doing these vile acts again."

It went straight for the prisoner’s odd tongue, easily snatching it up, dressed at the moment in a blue police uniform with only its six evil eyes visible.

Following the meticulously spaced iron bars with its tongue, approximately fourteen inches extended, the prisoner-wearing creature proceeded, even though the room’s outside light was completely blocked by a curtain hung over the door; there was no pull-down shade, but outside light

Bai Wu found himself in a room about six square meters in size when he opened his eyes. The first thing he smelled was a foul odor, followed by the dispersal of the red light from his consciousness.

...

...

Another tower journey began.

The enigmatic artifact shrouded in Bai Wu’s red glow would soon be devoured by the white fog, but it would fade very quickly.

This high-amplification maneuver naturally attracted not a few spectators, as Cloud Jiaqin, concealing himself entirely under the black fighting tent and with not even the tip of his tail showing through from start to finish, was also among them, and the white fog was suffused with a certain ecclesiastical color spiritual sensation, adding an evil countenance to it.

He directly entered from the red stone stele, with Jiaxie’s identification code for that layer of the abyss being very close to Bai Wu.

Bai Wu couldn’t even have imagined that, despite his expeditious infiltration to the Fifth Level incident, oddly enough, not even Jiaxie’s hero knew, and only Jiaxie had commanded the event.

Quickly deciding to place Spiritual Possession artifacts of value on his body, although there was no alternative but to discard the potsherd immediately following after, relying on an old garment as he proceeded to the lower levels, but those spiritual artifacts still had value.

The lower level is also the safest place, although without surveillance it’s the epitome of chaos.

Bai Wu found a surveillance-free zone on the lower level, thanks to the assistance of Jiaqie’s disciples, quickly.

Without understanding this riddle, Bai Wu could only rely on Erleipu’s testimony; if he didn’t snatch these items, he would not pass a second entry into the red zone, and could only strip the valuables off himself.

Ultimately, however, Bai Wu didn’t have anything to do with it, considering leaving the tower without taking anyone with him this time on the elevator ride. But there was nobody on the Fifth Level’s elevator anyway, which made him an oddity.

Bai Wu had already departed from the Fifth Level.

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...

Naturally, if this person from the Black Golden Island came here, he would surely die at the hands of a law official or a warden, not to mention the doctor.

Ironically, the banquet might even rejoice, if indeed he could ally with the Black Golden Island, for you cannot put all your eggs in one basket.

"... Then the alliance between the Qin family and that is an imperative, if this individual truly holds the power of the Black Golden Island."

Bai Wu still underestimated the aftermath of this incident, as the banquet was yet reeling from the shock waves, the death of Zhong Xuwu.

Resolved to eliminate this monster, the three powerful men, the law officer, the doctor, and the warden, considered Bai Wu an external foe and left after a considerable time.

This crowd had all become saints, led by a certain wicked white person, echoing a Buddhist aura at that moment.

But slowly... their expressions changed... as they looked at Bai Wu’s sheet, piled with more and more names of crimes, yet they were all the true evildoers... their spirit had slowly changed, starting initially with ridicule and disdain from the prison guards.

Starting to fabricate both minor and major transgressions of his own, Bai Wu picked up the pen, pretending to write meticulously on the white paper, after a single briefing from the prison guard.

"Then let’s have you meet what you call a fully evil person next time you act," he said.

Fearful that... if he said anything to the prison guard, having done nothing himself, it would only make his days even more difficult...

This prison, it reverses the coming, governed by evil wardens, rather than kind people.

... Bai Wu had indeed determined this.

He understood.

"You’ve already realized that goodness is of no use if you’re constantly sitting in a cell, right, heh heh heh heh heh? Of course, we, the kind ones, naturally lead with a kind heart, but you’ve discovered already... you, the biggest rebel in this place, always laughing so simply at me, but why? I’ll offer you a suggestion: shouldn’t good men, who never need to be imprisoned, be the first to understand my old partner’s plan?"

They all adhere to the "no need for evidence to convict" principle. It’s always the case: getting caught means you were definitely at fault; if caught earlier, then say it again, it is just another passing through the process, ending up at jail once more.

Suddenly, in this prison, so unlike the Shu jails of old with their confession books, a rebirth of twisted regulations follows; multiple areas with different codes of conduct appear, like this particular prison, where capturing a person comes before re-confession.

His eyes, moving onto the next matter of interest, converged on a white sheet of paper at that moment.

On the table lay just a sheet of white paper and a pen.

One table on one side had a single stool with it. On the other side were three stools. Only a square table occupied the room. frёewebnoѵēl.com

Bai Wu was brought into a room resembling an interrogation chamber.

These outer rooms could either be wardens’ offices or on-duty rooms. Bai Wu, temporarily unable toobserve, conjectured about one of these rooms that surrounded the on-duty room.

The on-duty room itself, typically arranged with three prison guards, served as a thoroughfare connecting to the dormitory areas of the prison.

And the eyes of these people were significantly fiercer.

Bai Wu discovered in the prison a large number of strong people like Tai Wen, who was quite a bit weaker though there were only a few of them... Undoubtedly, the prison is originally meant to incarcerate heavy offenders. That’s noteworthy in itself.

In terms of environmental standards, two people lived in each dormitory here, which was much higher graded than the traditional twenty-person rooms.

This prison building had a huge interior space used for activities and rest, surrounded by cells. It somewhat resembled a student dormitory structure.

But Bai Wu did not want to delay too long, he was surveying his surroundings with earnest intent, though it wasn’t a one-day job to escape this prison.

As he followed this six-eyed prison guard forward to a certain room, he had just left a 60-square-meter dormitory. Bai Wu vaguely felt something, but nothing was certain yet.

Tai Wen, of all people, longed deeply for a simple craving, like voraciously eating goose meat whilst facing immediate death sentencing?

Even the defense lawyers, who would usually stand up for the villains, refrained from helping; they all collectively refused to defend a six-mouthed brute who unrepentantly killed a person.

However, this prison guard didn’t seem like a real person, though Tai Wen was an ugly one.

Bai Wu felt somewhat uneasy about this arrangement when he observed it.

"You’d think these worth dying for, a clutter of rubbish? Clearly, they are the ones who block their own way on the road, and despite that, he had slightly revisited this reflection, of course, maybe he would be able to drive once drunk more, if he had just eyed the route, or instead of consuming a few drinks, what then? He recognized it too, immediately ending up in Shu prison, never drinking a drop again."

As it turned out, he was brought to Shu prison for showing despicable behavior in court, finally letting those simple officials understand for half a year "I am the father of a wastrel society," despite leveraging but colliding with someone after drunken driving, a firm believer in ’must drink before driving, must drive after drinking.’

As he watched a prison guard pass above, his gaze fell; Bai Wu nodded silently. It matched quite well.

"You, a new arrival... come out with me," said the six-eyed personification of evil, Bai Wu.

Through the iron doors, Bai Wu saw many prisoners paying close attention to himself, in a secluded manner. Although no one dared to show it, the sound of this piercing cry was unmistakable.

The sound of clang, clang, clang, echoed as the baton struck the iron door.

Wearing a uniform and holding a police baton, he only had six eyes on his head. He somewhat resembled that type of fat body shape, like Zhong Xu, but in that uniform. As bizarre as it looked, once that uniform layer was stripped away, the whole entity would appear again, the six eyes re-emerging.

Faintly sensing the prison guard’s aura, Bai Wu didn’t hesitate to respond to Tai Wen’s question of how it all came to be.