Original God, starting from the sister against the brother

At night, [Fontainebleau Station].

"Huangfengling, 800 miles, was once a fertile land outside the Great Wall."

"Once there is a rat infestation..."

“…”

The soft sea breeze blew gently over the Oprykle Opera House, and the moist sea breeze carried a few ethereal singing voices into the distance.

"Ok?"

Chao Ke, who was passing by the opera house, was stunned for a moment after hearing the song and subconsciously reached out to touch his head.

"The song played tonight is from Liyue, that's really rare..."

After sighing, Chao Ke did not stop, but continued walking towards the back of the Opicle Opera House.

As expected, Donatello was already standing here, waiting for him at the entrance to [Mello Petersburg].

Chao Ke walked forward and patted Donatello's shoulder. He wanted to say something else, but after the words came out, only two words were left.

"Let's go."

"Ah."

Chao Ke handed the document signed by Leosli to the staff at the entrance. After repeated confirmation, the staff member let them go without even checking the personal belongings of Chao Ke and the other person.

In the elevator going downwards, listening to the roar of the machinery and watching the dim elevator glass shedding a few grains of dust from time to time during operation, Donatello's heart calmed down. He raised the lunch box in his right hand and said to Chao Ke.

"Chao Ke, would you like some apple tart and galette tonight? My wife made them herself and asked me to share them with everyone in prison."

"of course."

Chao Ke glanced at the lunch box in Donatello's hand and said affirmatively.

"But before we return to the cell, we still have to go to the warden to handle some formalities."

........

At the same time, at the [Franchise Canteen].

Leosley, who had just finished his night patrol, sat relaxedly at his seat in the [Franchise Canteen], happily enjoying a "welfare meal" specially arranged by the canteen supervisor Welsai.

A portion of sizzling roasted ribs, a plate of exquisitely presented animal mint rolls, and a cup of hand-ground coffee with mellow milk.

Leosley was very satisfied with this sumptuous working dinner. He ate with relish, even forgetting many of the unpleasant things from the day at work.

After all the food on the table was finished, Leosli took a sip of coffee with milk.

The already mellow coffee oil of hand-ground coffee is even more delicious when added with fresh milk.

A staff member in the [franchised canteen] was very perceptive. Eager to "progress", he took the initiative to step forward and clear the plates for Mr. Leosley, the warden.

Leosli nodded slightly, thanked the cafeteria employee, and then stopped paying attention to him. Instead, he looked at the cafeteria supervisor Welsey, who was squatting in the corner of the cafeteria and fiddling with something.

Leosley stood up from his seat, walked over to his old friend, and patted Welsey on the shoulder.

"What are you studying that you are so obsessed with?"

"Um?!"

Welsey was a little unhappy because his operation was interrupted. He frowned and subconsciously showed a hint of displeasure.

Fortunately, after seeing that the person coming was the warden, Welsey's expression relaxed a little.

Throwing the wrench aside hastily, Welsey first took a big gulp of water before answering Leosley's question.

"What are you talking about? This thing was originally an operating machine at the Crystal Cluster Mine. It was damaged many years ago before the mine was shut down."

"Now even the crystal mine has stopped working, let alone this operating machine that should have been scrapped long ago?"

"It was abandoned in the crystal mine in the [Abandoned Production Area] for many years without any maintenance. It was not until a few days ago that Kenton complained that the machine kept making strange noises and disturbed his sleep that I thought of picking it up and repairing it."

"If possible, the distribution of welfare meals in the [franchised canteen] in the future may be handed over to this little guy to be responsible for."

"Oh?"

After hearing what Welsey said, Leosli began to observe the abandoned machine with some curiosity and asked.

"You have this repair skill?"

"Hey! I don't like what you said!"

Welsey put his hands on his hips and retorted, "Just wait and see, Leosley, my repair skills are not inferior to those guys from the Fontaine Academy of Sciences. Back then, I was..."

As if realizing something, Welsey stopped talking abruptly and did not continue.

Leosli's eyes flickered a few times, but he did not ask any further questions.

Why would a top technician who can write mechanical operating programs come to this underwater prison to manage a canteen?

Anyone with a discerning eye could guess that there was a great mystery lurking in Welsey's story.

It's just that this [Mello Petersburg] is a place of rebirth. Since Welsai abides by the rules of this place of exile, Leosli naturally won't ask any more questions.

"Well, I hope Mr. Supervisor can fix this little guy as soon as possible."

"Haha, thank you Mr. Warden. I'll name this little guy 'Bran'. Maybe in a few days, it will be able to meet everyone in [Mello Petersburg]."

Most men have a natural love for mechanical maintenance and modification, and Leosley is no exception.

Therefore, after dinner, Leosley did not leave in a hurry. He still stood beside Welser, silently admiring Welser's smooth operation.

However, a prison guard jogging over interrupted Leosley's leisure after dinner.

The guard gasped and said, "Warden...Warden, the one you asked me to keep a close eye on has come down..."