Pirate's Swamp Fruit

The thought that came to mind made Wilder's eyes flicker. .biqugev

If that's the case, things will be a big deal...

"Uh heh heh..."

Looking up, Wilder smiled, smiling very happily, "Director Magellan, are you planning to lay off employees? So, is he the one I thought..."

Shiliu, the guardian of the long rain, or another position?

Withdrawing the smile on his face, Wilder picked up the letter of appointment, his eyes were uncertain, if he said this, he could explain it clearly...

"Da... da... da..." With steady steps, Wilder's back was getting further and further away.

The release of the letter of appointment quickly spread throughout the advancing city, and the name of Deputy Warden Felste was quickly remembered by all the jailers.

However, Wilder himself was not in a hurry to do the three fires of the new official's appointment. He returned to his original dormitory, packed some things, and then stepped into his office and dormitory.

During this period, the little jailer stared at Wilder in a hesitant and resentful manner.

In response, Wilder patted him on the shoulder and said that he would never forget him. Only then did his muttered curse words turn into happy congratulations.

After checking into his office, Wilder closed the door, his face lost in thought.

The next step is to formulate and clarify the following plans.

The promotion of the new identity will undoubtedly bring more convenience, but at the same time, every move will attract more attention from the upper echelons. As an ordinary prison guard, no one will care about him, just like he disappeared for ten days. It's the same as just passing by for a random reason, but it's different after being promoted. There are not many high-level personnel, so it is easy to attract attention.

You have to be more careful in your next move.

"Then there is the question of improving one's own strength."

This is the top priority.

This is the benefit brought by the convenience of promotion. The top management is very happy to see motivated subordinates.

"Applying for a training facility has become a necessity."

Physical training can be done in the training place, but the ability is not enough. Once the ability is used, it means that the identity is exposed. He still knows how much the jailers hate Wilder.

Therefore, the matter of hiding one's abilities has also become the top priority, and must not be exposed until the last moment.

"The other one is how to use prisoners to improve yourself." Wilder looked thoughtful, and after a moment of silence, he had a plan in mind.

Magellan, the director of the prison, does not allow his subordinates to abuse the prisoners. This time, the situation of fighting against a huge wild boar is not what he wants, so he must choose to let the prisoners fight against himself.

Picking and provoking prisoners who made mistakes during the labor reform process is the daily routine of jailers and prisoners.

The only question is whether it is possible to make the provoked prisoner explode and fight him.

Then Wilder thought about how to train again, and when everything was sorted out, it was time to eat.

With steady steps, Wilde walked out of the room towards the cafeteria.

The atmosphere in the cafeteria was a bit weird. Simply put, it was quiet. The moment Wilder stepped into the cafeteria wearing a new uniform, the entire cafeteria hall suddenly became silent.

The jailer who was eating raised his head and glanced at Wilder, then lowered his head and continued eating.

"Hmm..." Wilder felt that there was nothing wrong with it. Before the fire started, the subordinates naturally didn't know how high your temperature was. In addition, not everyone knew about Felste.

With leisurely steps and an exaggerated smile on his face, Wilder walked directly to the food pick-up port.

"Then...give me some more meat." The exaggerated smile narrowed Wilder's eyes a little, and he said something while staring at the chef inside.

"Okay...Okay...Master Felster Warden." The chef was a little hairy from Wilder's eyes staring at him, and scooped the meat on the dinner plate spoon by spoon.

After taking the plate, Wilde said thank you, then his smile remained unchanged, and he found a seat to sit down on his own.

Sitting opposite Wilder was a jailer whose height was close to Wilder's. Seeing Wilder sitting down, he looked up at Wilder coldly, sneered, lowered his head and continued to eat.

"It's really nerve-wracking." Wilder said suddenly, with a somewhat helpless tone.

"What?" The jailer on the opposite side was confused by this and raised his head.

The smile on Wilder's face became stronger, but his tone remained helpless, "It's really nerve-wracking to have such a stupid group of subordinates."

"You bastard... are you saying something strange!"

Facing the ugly face of the other party, Wilder leaned his head a little closer, looked at the other party and said, "Isn't it? He looks complacent about being used as a spearman, or acting as the leader... You said that such subordinates are stupid? Not stupid? Or...not just you, everyone is stupid in my opinion."

Wilder's voice was not loud, but it was heard clearly in everyone's ears in the quiet hall at this moment, and everyone's expressions instantly became ugly.

Several jailers stood up, looking at Wilder with eyes full of anger.

"Hmm, hahaha! Just kidding, don't mind me." However, at this moment, Wilder suddenly laughed wildly, patted the shoulder of the jailer opposite him, and sat down to eat.

From the beginning to the end, the eyes did not look at other people, even a glance.

"Yeah, hahaha! It's delicious, the meat tomorrow will be the same as today's, Chef." Wilde laughed while eating, squinting his eyes and looking at the chef inside the serving port.

"Okay... Okay Lord Warden Felstedt." The head chef replied tremblingly, his eyes swept over the bodies of the jailers, and he hated these guys for looking for trouble, causing the deputy warden to always make fun of himself. As an excuse.

Right, he just wants himself to cooperate, let himself be obedient, and tell others to obey the words of his deputy warden just like himself.

Otherwise...if you don't even cooperate with yourself...the head chef shuddered at the thought.

Sure enough, even though some people were staring at Wilder with gritted teeth, no one dared to stand up and express dissatisfaction. The amount of the meat was fixed every day, and Wilder wanted so much meat in front of so many people. Isn't this taking food from their mouths?

But no one dared to stand up and express dissatisfaction.

Wilder has already ordered the meat for tomorrow, so...if the head chef doesn't want to offend him, there will be as much meat tomorrow as today, so...the jailers feel a little toothache when they think of this.

Before the first fire was lit, the jailers already felt uncomfortably hot.

After finishing the meal in a weird and depressing atmosphere, Wilder left with a smile on his face just like when he came.

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