Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, another ten days have passed.

The scorching hell of the deep sea prison lv4 has returned to its normal order, because of the emergence of the prison escape turmoil, the prison director Magellan has ordered the jailer beasts to take turns to stick to the scorching hell at all times.

The head of the jailer, Satie, was also punished in this incident, so she has been in a bad mood recently, and the number of times she has abused the prisoners is much higher than before, and the jailers do not dare to touch her moldy head at this time, and they have pretended to be good babies.

"Hey, Last, let's have a drink tonight, damn it! I haven't drunk in twenty days since the last time the prisoner named Wild broke out, so I have to drink enough tonight. Two jailers walked out of the jailer's office, and one of them cursed.

"You're committing a crime against the wind, aren't you afraid of being discovered by the warper?" A jailer about three meters tall and wearing a half-mask next to him smiled.

"It's not fun! It's not fun to say that! The Filst I know is not afraid of heaven and earth, you used to drink with me, and now ...... I feel like you've changed Fairst. When the jailer next to him heard this, he was immediately stunned, but he still quibbled in his heart.

"Has it changed?" the jailer's eyes flickered, "yes, people change, right?" He turned to the jailer next to him and smiled.

Ten days is enough time for a person to integrate well into an unfamiliar environment, and with a little effort, he may be able to mingle with his colleagues, let alone ...... This man actually existed in the eyes of his colleagues for more than ten days.

Like Wild, Filst was the name of the jailer who had long since died, but had belonged to him Wild since ten days earlier.

Ten days, he has many ways to explain where the ten days that disappeared went.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, his eyes were obscured in the shadows, and Wilder walked forward without saying a word.

"Why do you suddenly go so fast, wait for me Fairst!" The jailer next to him came back to his senses and hurriedly chased after him.

"Don't come along, I'm going to and you're going to join me?" Wild's voice came from the front with a hint of helplessness.

"Huh? Hey, hey, hey... Then you go, I'll be waiting for you here. ”

"Whatever you want." With that, the door to the toilet was slammed shut.

The moment the door was closed, the helplessness on Wild's face disappeared, and his body instantly turned into a swamp.

Dividing into countless lines, the swamp spreads out in a net, and in the blink of an eye, it climbs up the walls on all four sides of the toilet, densely packed, flowing up the walls, and the lines gradually converge into larger lines, drilling out along the exhaust cracks at the top of the toilet.

In the darkness, they surged towards a certain destination, and it didn't take long for a glimmer of light to appear.

"Gollum...!"

Silently, the swamp flowed out of a crack.

Wild's body coalesced in the swamp, and his eyes scanned around, and there was no abnormality.

It was an abandoned cell at the bottom of a scorching hell, a secluded place that was not in the midst of flames.

It took Wild Wild and Wild five days to find it alone.

Given the urgency of time, Wild did not pause and walked straight to a corner of the cell.

As on the previous occasions, open a crack and then assimilate the interior.

The rift had been made two days earlier, and assimilation had been partially carried out, but due to the lack of time that would allow him to be here at a time, assimilation had not made much progress.

This time too, Wild's hand pressed into the crack to assimilate the inside while silently calculating the time in his mind.

Five minutes passed, and Wilde withdrew his hand without the slightest hesitation, and his body turned into a swamp again, flowing back along the route it had come.

"Let's go, it's time to supervise the prisoners."

When he came out of the toilet, Wild's expression was unusual, and he greeted the jailer who was waiting not far away.

"Let's go, let's go, I just thought about it while you were on the bathroom, Last."

"What?" Wild didn't look back.

"I've got to find a way to get some drink tonight, you're going to support me, right, Last?"

"I'm sorry, all I can do is not tell you, so please don't try to pull me into the water again, trust yourself, you can do it alone."

"You've changed!" The jailer's expression was like that of an emasculated cucumber, and he began to curse.

Ignoring the swear words that kept spitting out the mouth of the little jailer, Wild's had become accustomed to all this in the past ten days, a little jailer with particularly clear grievances, and the strange thing was that he would unreservedly reveal the dissatisfaction and swear words that should have been hidden in his heart to the face of the person concerned.

It's like some ambitious deputy director, but I don't know if I have become a ...

Wilde shook his head, he didn't remember the plot of One Piece very clearly, and the deputy director at this time didn't know if it was Hiryu Yuno or the ambitious.

Supervising prisoners is a thankless task, because the prisoners in the city, especially the lower floors, are not easy to deal with, and if you encounter those prisoners who can't stand the labor camp and break out, the result is only two, and you will die.

Either the jailer dies or the prisoner dies.

Of course, most of the time it is the prisoner who dies.

Just like now, Wilde tilted his head slightly, his eyes calmly looking at the big guy standing in front of him.

The creature was four or five times larger than Wilder's body and looked like a monster, with a mouthful of sharp fangs open on his ugly face, and a foul smell rushed towards him.

Wild's calm face couldn't help frowning slightly, looking at the guy in front of him, his voice was flat and low: "So... Are you planning to do something to me? ”

The jailer who had been following Wilder was still cursing at first, but by this time he had already hidden from a distance and watched this side.

"Damn! Hurry up, hurry up! Giant boar, that guy is going crazy again! Hurry up and mobilize men to stop him! "This scene just appeared on the screen of the monitoring room, the jailer in charge of monitoring is not good, the huge wild boar is the top three dangerous people in the scorching hell, it is not normal to smash the bridge into a few big holes without going crazy so many times a month, every time this situation occurs, the surrounding jailers are hiding far away, waiting for the jailer beast to deal with it.

"Damn! Who is that guy, don't you know that the guy on the other side is a huge boar?! Why don't you leave!? ”

"Looks like that Filst." The person who was also observing the monitoring next to him said uncertainly, after all, it was a scorching hell, and the monitoring was affected by the temperature, and the picture would show subtle fluctuations and distortions.

And the video phone bug can't work in the scorching hell for a long time, it has to be replaced every once in a while, and the rotation system is adopted, once the replacement time is approaching, the phone bug will be full of fatigue, and the picture will become blurry.