The prisoners in Mellow Petersburg had to work during the day and could only take a break at lunchtime.

Although Tartaglia has only been here for three days, he has already figured out the rules of the game here, which is the survival of the fittest, just like outside, the only difference is that it's more naked here.

Today's lunch is macaroni with meat sauce and vegetables, which is even worse than yesterday's bread, but there is no other way, no choice, I will starve if I don't eat it.

Tartaglia ate his meal with big mouthfuls, wanting to end this torture to his taste buds as soon as possible.

A fat middle-aged man with a face full of flesh put his hand on Tartaglia's shoulder and said, "Little brother, let's go to the toilet together."

Going to the toilet doesn't mean going to the toilet literally, it's a code word here, meaning you go to the toilet and I go to you.

On the first day that Tartaglia came, his roommate tried to force him. If he hadn't had some skills, his anus would have been lost that same day.

There are people who are trying to take advantage of his anus. He can't stand it for even a second. If he stands up for it for even a second longer, it would be disrespectful to his anus.

Tartaglia grabbed his arm and threw him over his shoulder, and the middle-aged man's fat body fell heavily to the ground.

"Kill him!" A roar echoed throughout the cafeteria.

Dozens of male prisoners stood up at the same time and rushed towards Dardalia.

The collision between various elemental forces made the entire cafeteria a mess.

Those who were not involved had already left in a hurry to avoid being affected.

The prison guard immediately sounded the alarm, and the shrill alarm could be heard throughout the prison.

"Oh no, something happened." Leosli quickened his pace.

The prison guards had already arrived at the cafeteria and surrounded the place.

"Everyone stop it!"

No one stopped, and the warden fired a shot, killing one of the prisoners in the head. The prisoners finally stopped.

Tartaglia: "Come on, keep going, I haven't had enough yet."

"What's going on? Why are you fighting?" asked the warden.

No one responded, so Tartaglia said, "Let me tell you, he started it first, and I'm the victim."

After listening to him, the warden said, "Gaspard, what do you think prison is? How dare you cause trouble in prison? Are you tired of living?"

Gaspard's fat face was grim: "So many of us were injured by him, are you blind?"

The warden pointed his rifle at him and asked, "Do you want to die?"

Gaspard: "If you dare to shoot, my brothers will immediately avenge me and you will all die. Do you dare to shoot?"

"Who gave you the courage to threaten the prison guards?" Leosli came to the scene and knocked him down with one punch: "If you are so brave, then participate in the life and death duel tonight. If you can survive, I will let you go.

This is the responsibility of the security guards, to stop the prisoners from causing trouble, no matter what method you use. Of course, try not to kill people, as Melo Petersburg also needs a population to maintain normal operation."

Lingkong: "I see. Sir, you have become a spirited young man."

Even though Tartaglia wore prison uniform and cut his hair short, he still looked very handsome. I have to say, his looks are really good.

Young Master: “Are you here to work?”

Lingkong: "I heard you were going to die, so I came to see you and do some sightseeing. Any last words?"

Prince: "Where's Tok?"

Lingkong: "Your colleague has many children at home, and he is quite good at raising them."

Young Master: "It's fine to leave it with him."

"With your skills, you were able to flip the car? Didn't you do divination before going out?"

Lingkong cleared a table and asked Paimeng to bring out a pot of wine and some hot dishes, and the three of them sat at the table.

The other prisoners were already cleaning up the battlefield.

Leosley: "It is said that you attempted to hijack the president in court. I have to say, you have courage."

"Don't mention it. That's a stain on my life. I never thought that the president was such a hidden master." The young man really didn't want to recall the time when he was knocked unconscious by that slap from Villette.

In front of Villette, he was no different from a little chicken.

Lingkong: "Is the president really that powerful? What realm is he in?"

Tartaglia said: "It must be the divine realm, otherwise I would not be completely powerless to resist."

Lingkong: "Does the Duke know?"

Leosley: "I don't know, I haven't seen him do it."

Lingkong: "Oh, that's all I can do. Just behave better and try to get your sentence reduced."

Tartaglia: "Your Excellency the Duke, I heard that in Melo Petersburg, there are quotas for pardoning prisoners every year. Can you give me one of these quotas?"

Leosili: "You know that, there is indeed such a quota, but the conditions are very strict. You have to make outstanding contributions to Fontaine, or get 100 points in the life and death duel field."

Lingkong: "I just heard you mention the life and death duel arena. I knew it was a fun place the moment I heard it."

Leosley: "If you want to participate, you don't have to work. As long as you don't cause trouble, you can do whatever you want during normal times."

Lingkong: "There is such a good thing. This competition is pretty good."

Leosli smiled slightly: "I will show you tonight. If Mr. Lingkong is interested, you can also come down and play."

The Arena of Life and Death, as its name suggests, is a place where prisoners fight each other, and the Fontaine nobles usually buy tickets to watch.

The duel arena filled with blood, cruelty and male hormones always makes the Fontaine nobles scream wildly.

In the semi-closed venue, Leosli took them to an empty place to watch the game.

The battle became more and more intense amid the passionate commentary of the game commentator.

After a fierce fight with fists and fists, one of the parties was seriously injured and had no ability to stand up again.

The other party strangled him to death with his arms.

Tartaglia: "That man had clearly already lost, why did you kill him?"

Leosley: "If you win a game, you get half of the points, but if you kill your opponent, you get all of his points. If it were you, what would you choose?"

Lingkong: "This points system is encouraging killing. Didn't you say that you need population to maintain operations? Now you don't care about it anymore."

Leosley: "This is what keeps things running. The fuel is these prisoners. They burn their lives to create benefits for Melo Petersburg. This is their final value."

Tartaglia: "Has anyone managed to get out of prison with a perfect score?"

Leosley: "During my tenure, there was a man who got 100 points. I made him a security guard, but he just wanted to get out of jail and attacked me. I had no choice but to kill him."

Tartaglia: "That means you can't be released from prison even if you get 100 points."

Leosley: "Not really. If you can get a hundred points, I promise you can get out."

Lingkong: "Whether we can go out or not is up to the Duke to decide."

Tartaglia: "You can get out if you kill a few people. I'm participating in this competition."

Leosley: "When the challenge comes, you can go on stage. If you defeat anyone who challenges you, you can officially become a participating member."

Tartaglia: "Wait, what if no one challenges me?"

Leosley: “Then you’ll automatically be a contestant next month.

But this is usually impossible. Because as long as you defeat a newcomer, your points will increase by half, and if you kill a newcomer, your points will double. Who can resist such temptation? "

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