Prison Island

Chapter 34 Steady Progress
The effect of fantasy training was surprisingly good, and it also whetted Gao Xin's appetite.

But no matter how imaginative you are, you still have to eat.

The laws of physics are extremely strong, and the conservation of energy is indestructible.

Gao Xin shouted, and Qiao Long looked at the time. It was just past 11 o'clock.

"It's time for dinner, brothers, stop for a moment and go eat together to welcome Boss Gao."

Everyone agreed with a smile, and a group of more than 30 people went downstairs and headed for the cafeteria.

The cafeteria is very large and the food is quite rich. There is meat and vegetables, and there is rice and bread to satisfy your hunger.

The only problem is the taste is that the staff in the canteen are all slaves of the hard labor group.

Even if there are some who are really good at cooking, they are given priority to go to the commercial street to serve the customers coming and going, or are transferred to other team departments, so it will never be their turn.

But if we only talk about nutrition, there is absolutely no problem.

"If it's not mealtime, can we still have food?" Gao Xin asked.

Qiao Long smiled and said, "No problem. I know all the guys in the kitchen well. If you're hungry at night, I'll ask them to make you a midnight snack."

Gao Xin ate quickly, and then packed a lot of meat and vegetables with Sule to take to the training room.

Just as I was about to leave, I heard a commotion coming from a corner of the cafeteria.

"Damn it, you don't deserve to eat!" Two strong men surrounded a table, and one of them swept the food on the table directly to the ground.

The thin man who was eating was slapped in the face and squatted on the ground with his head in his hands, trembling.

Another man slapped him and said, "You didn't get a dime of indulgences last month. If I hadn't made so much money, you would have killed our team."

The thin man said, "I'm not the only one who doesn't have an indulgence. Besides, I made a lot of money last month, so why can't I..."

Before he could finish, he was kicked away by the sturdy man: "How dare you talk back?"

"You were able to make money the month before last, so why couldn't you make money last month? You're trying to trick me, right? Do you want me to die?"

The thin man covered his stomach and said stubbornly: "I can't make money. Even if you throw me into the game, I can't give you an indulgence."

"If the quota is not enough, you can use me as payment and send me to the hunting group."

Gao Xin, who was not far away, laughed at what he heard. This was tantamount to admitting that he wanted the captain to die.

Because if the team fails to achieve the target, the first one to die will be the captain.

So the captain took out his previous savings to balance the accounts of the team members who earned less, mainly for the sake of saving his own life.

The captain of this team is so unlucky that his teammates wish he were dead.

You know, when Qiao Long did the same thing, his team members all remembered his kindness... This is a problem of leadership.

However, what the thin man said was a bit strange, as if he was very confident that he would be able to come out alive after being sent into the game.

"Okay! Okay! You can't take it out, right?... Drag him to the execution ground!"

"What a joke! I can't control you anymore?"

Soon, two strong men dragged the thin man away.

Soon after, the canteen staff came up to clean up the mess, picked up all the food that was scattered on the ground, and packed it up to take away.

The members of the Atonement Group who were eating nearby all lowered their heads to eat, and no one took it seriously.

"Let's go, Gao Xin. That's the captain of Team 12. This team is a well-known meat grinder." Qiao Long patted Gao Xin.

As they walked, several people asked, "Meat grinder?"

Qiao Long sneered: "You know, in the past, new recruits, except for the best ones, had no right to choose, and were given priority to fill the team with fewer people."

"And these 12 teams often have the fewest players, because their captains gather a group of strong players who rarely play the game, and then force the ordinary players to play the game at high intensity."

"Force them to bring out indulgences. Otherwise, even if they survive, they will be subjected to various punishments."

"This leads to an extremely high mortality rate, but it doesn't matter. As long as the target is reached in the end, there will be new people to fill in anyway."

"Many teams have done similar things, but none of them are as extreme as Team 12. By the end of the month, there are only a dozen people left in this team... and they are all the captain's die-hard fans."

After hearing this, Sule's face turned grim. No wonder it was called a meat grinder.

"But now that the system has been changed, there won't be so many new people every time," he asked.

Qiao Long nodded. "That's right. This restructuring is a huge blow to this meat grinder team. It seems that the Yakuza leaders feel that the Redemption Corps can't continue like this, so they plan to adopt an elite force strategy."

Suler recalled: "It seemed that there was a problem with the source of new prisoners..."

Qiao Long shrugged: "Whatever the problem, my team has never been short of people."

"And there are only a dozen members left in Team 12. With the sudden change in the system, he didn't add any new members. Isn't that a rush?"

Gao Xin suddenly frowned and asked, "Wait a minute, has Meimei been added to Team 12?"

Qiao Long nodded, indicating that there was indeed a woman who had been added to Team 12.

Gao Xin and Sule looked at each other. Although Meimei did not join the hunting group, it was not a good thing for her to be added to this team.

"Can we switch teams?"

Qiao Long frowned and said, "Trading between teams is also possible. If it is in the team of a few of my allies, I can trade with them."

"But I don't have a good relationship with Team 12. These are people from Peter's side."

"Besides, Team 12 has so few people, it's good enough that he didn't ask me for help."

Gao Xin narrowed his eyes and realized that he had to go to the appointment in the evening.

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Back in the training room, Gao Xin continued his high-intensity special training.

Dreaming of fighting, dreaming of strengthening the body.

He even imagined himself standing on the shore, facing the raging waves, and punching continuously.

In short, keep using your brain and stimulating yourself. The stronger your imagination is, the more exciting your training plan will be. No cooperation, venue or equipment is needed!

This is probably the best training method for poor people in the world.

When he felt exhausted during training, he would immediately take a bath in the 'Sule's own unique petal medicinal bath' to restore his strength and recover from his injuries.

It only takes half an hour to feel energetic and ready to eat.

After eating, he continued with special training, repeating this over and over again. He never got tired of it!
And so, I practiced until the evening.

Everyone went to eat and called him, but he refused to go. He just said, "Just bring me one portion, with lots of meat! Beef is best!"

As for fantasy training, he still doesn't have enough experience.

At the beginning, he neglected the material foundation a little. When he found that the subsequent training results were not as significant as the first time, he realized that the material foundation still had to be laid.

No matter how imaginative he was, this was a body whose potential had been drained. If he wanted to become stronger, he had to rely on external supplements, which were based on increasing his own weight.

He tried all kinds of food and found that none of them were as good as the beef he had eaten at Luo Yan's in the morning.

2 kg of beef converts into 1.5 kg of muscle for him, which makes other foods not so good in comparison.

But even so, he kept training hard until ten o'clock in the evening, and still made his weight soar to 80 kilograms!

And it can perform perfectly, with a push-up strength of 240 kg!

"Oh!"

Gao Xin threw a violent punch, hitting the punch machine hard, and it was measured that his violent punch had already weighed 400 kilograms!
In the past, there was an old boxing champion in their community who was a frequent visitor to the boxing ring. He even defeated the radiator because he could punch with a force of more than 400 kilograms.

Many mediocre radiators in the outside world only have a strength of about four or five times their body weight, and are not as terrifying as those on the Sin Island.

Of course, in the end, the defeated radiator still surpassed the old boxing champion, and after training hard for a month, he easily defeated the opponent.

The boxing champion eventually retired from the arena in disgrace, remaining disabled and becoming a security guard working in a bar.

But even so, this is a source of pride for the glass people in their community.

Gao Xin never expected that he would reach this point.

"It's still a long way from being as powerful as Dashanbei... I still only have half the strength of that guy!"

"Now that I think about it, Dashanbei Da is really strong. He weighs 150 kg, but he can lift a 400 kg buffalo. His violent punch could weigh 750 kg!"

“Hiss… No wonder after I killed him, the captains of the Redemption Corps all respected me so much. Peter, as the leader, was also extremely afraid of me.”

"It was really a fluke that I was able to defeat this kind of monster before."

Gao Xin sighed, his eyes slightly red.

Who would have thought that he was just a weakling just over a day ago.

I was moved that I had risked my life repeatedly and finally succeeded.

“Praise the Great Holy Spirit.”

He silently thanked himself and praised the Mother Universe who made everyone as sacred as she is.

Just then, there was a sudden noise outside the window.

"Everyone from Team 09, get out here!"

"Gao Xin! Qiao Long, if you are scared, just beg for mercy. Don't force me to lead my men to kill you."

The voice coming from outside the window was Peter's. It was very noisy outside and it was obvious that a lot of people had come.

Qiao Long rushed to the window and yelled, "What are you arguing about! Don't you want to go to sleep? My people have to participate in the game tomorrow. Can you take responsibility if they are delayed?"

"You still want to fight me? Come on, come in and make trouble if you have the guts."

He was not panicked, because if he broke into other teams' bases and started a fight, the Japanese would intervene if the situation got out of hand.

On the other hand, if it were at the execution ground, no one would pay attention even if you screamed at the top of your lungs.

Peter didn't even take anyone in. He just blocked the crowd outside and cursed, mocking weak teams like 09, calling them cowards.

Qiao Long closed the window and said, "Don't worry about them. Just don't go out. Play games tomorrow and rest tomorrow."

Gao Xinben thought so too. A group of slaves were divided into different classes. Was that unfair?
But thinking of Meimei being in Team 12, he still said, "How many people can you muster who can fight?"

Qiao Long was stunned: "You want to go?"

"Don't be impulsive. He will leave when he gets tired of scolding. This guy has unified Team 02, Team 03, Team 10, Team 11, and Team 12."

"All five teams have more than ten excellent glass men."

"Especially his 02 team, which has more than 300 capable fighters. He himself is even more powerful, with a strength of 600 kilograms. He is proficient in fighting and can punch with a force of kilograms. No one in the entire Redemption Group can beat him in a one-on-one fight."

Gao Xin looked out the window and saw more than seventy people. It was obvious that Peter had brought all the capable fighters.

He thought seriously and said, "Leave the leadership to me. How many teams have you unified?"

Qiao Long said: "Ten teams! But the maximum number of people who can fight is only sixty."

Gao Xin glanced at Qiao Long's waist and said, "I see you have a gun."

"We can't use guns. The Japanese won't care if there is a fight on the execution ground. They will just think of it as us punishing our team members. But if we hear gunshots, the thugs will intervene." Qiao Long said solemnly.

Gao Xin nodded and said, "Okay, call everyone you can, and we'll go meet him."

Qiao Long asked: "Okay, but... are you sure?"

Gao Xin smiled and said, "There are some tricks that I haven't used on Dashan Beida yet. Now is a good time to test the waters on him."

Qiao Long was shocked. What did this mean?
When you killed Dashan Beida, you didn’t use your full strength?

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ps: Sorry.

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