Although Zhao Li was a little depressed because of the things of the class sister, he also knew some things inside the genius school, strictly speaking, it can be regarded as a gain and a loss!

How should I face my sister? What she showed in front of her, was it hypocrisy, or was it because of her real surname? Zhao Li can't judge now, and psychologically knows that Sister Ban is a dangerous person, but subconsciously he doesn't want to admit it. After all, she didn't instigate those people, and from the beginning, she treated everyone like that, and she never changed, just like she treated Zhao Li now. From beginning to end, she didn't even move a finger, those, are they really fake?

Those unusually bright eyes swirled around in Zhao Li's mind. Zhao Li was never able to linger her away. Or maybe it's not her fault, she just wants the money!

Finding a reason for himself to accept, Zhao Li was in a much better mood and began to patrol normally. It is undeniable that the mutated version of the Basic Fitness Technique has a unique advantage in restoring physical strength, and even the Nameless True Qi does not have such an effect.

It is precisely because of Zhao Li's performance that he is almost unable to defeat and tired, that those guys are more and more enthusiastic, and they teach Zhao Li more and more things.

It seems that they don't care what kind of warrior Zhao Li cultivates, they just want Zhao Li to accept everything they will be. Many things that cannot be trained, including firearms, flying, mountain and jungle warfare, etc., are imposed on him to have a set of theories, so that he can have a firm memory, and he will have the opportunity to practice it again in the future! This is especially true of the skills required for space combat.

After this conversation, Zhao Li did feel the benefits of a solid foundation that Professor Hans said, at least the body is getting stronger and stronger, and the more the kind of domineering meridians of the nameless true qi can endure. I don't know if I'm born to be a person who fits this theory now, or if it's because of the nameless truth.

Anyway, the domineering Zhao Li of the nameless true qi has long been mentally prepared, the stronger the body, the stronger the nameless true qi seems to be. This is enough, Zhao Li is not a researcher, so he doesn't need to know so many principles and methods, as long as he knows the results. Typical knows what it is, but I don't know why.

On Ban Yunchan's side, Zhao Li's attitude still hasn't changed at all, as long as he knows, what he should be careful about is enough. Sister Ban is indeed a place where she can rest easily, and Zhao Li doesn't want to lose this spiritual refuge.

Come to think of it, it has been more than a year since he moved to the new prison, but for such a long time, Zhao Li has been in intense training and work, and he has not felt the passage of time.

After more than a year of hard training, Zhao Li's temperament seems to have changed, and after experiencing the perverted training of those guys, there is an invisibly strong aura on his body. The body has also become very strong, at least compared to those who specialize in the art of great strength.

In the eyes of those felons, the only thing Zhao Li lacked was some ruthless murderous aura. There is no way, I have never seen blood, so it is naturally impossible to cultivate that kind of murderous aura. And Zhao Li's current best kung fu, whether it is a police crutch or a wrong hand, is not a kung fu that requires a person's surname. He has repeatedly persuaded Zhao Li to work killing skills, but Zhao Li seems to have seen those two, and he only mastered those killing skills, but never put much effort into cultivation.

If he is placed outside, Zhao Li is an unqualified special soldier, and these instructors will eliminate him. However, it seems that he is the only "student" here, and there is no place for elimination, so everyone can only be patient. But on the contrary, all the people were very confident that Zhao Li would definitely take the initiative to learn the killing techniques they taught in the future, which was inevitable.

The old warden's busyness seems to have come to an end. Recently, the rebels have maintained their superiority in some aspects, except for Noah, another immigrant planet has also fallen into their grasp. And the political axe army has nothing to do about it, which has caused unanimous accusations from the people.

With the development of the rebels, some messy fundamentalism, Zionism, terrorists, etc. in other surrounding areas also emerged. Taking advantage of the distraction of the political axe army, he actually seized a small piece of territory and began to make a fuss in the surrounding area. Speaking of which, the current ruling government is also overwhelmed.

"Juice?" The old warden asked symbolically, but his hands had already begun to move, and the bright red juice flowed evenly from the simple one-handed juicer. Every time he saw the old warden like this, Zhao Li couldn't help but want to help, but every time he was always stopped by the old warden: "My old man is not old enough to even squeeze out a piece of juice, you sit down!" ”

It's still the old rules, the old prison warden's luxurious wine, and Zhao Li's fresh juice. After drinking it for so long, Zhao Li didn't know what kind of fruit it was, and it would taste so delicious. When you have the chance, be sure to ask the old warden.

"You seem to have been training hard lately." Zhao Li's performance in the prison was clearly seen by almost everyone, and he was able to persevere under the perverted and excessive demands of those prisoners, even the special soldiers outside who were demoted, they were all very impressed.

"It's still the exercises you always give me that make me persevere." Zhao Li also learned to say the other party's kindness to him at the right time, which will make people feel that he is not an ungrateful person.

"That also requires your own efforts, and others can't replace it." The old warden took a sip of the wine in the glass, and his feet were raised high as always: "I have seen your recent efforts. Very good. ”

"Thank you for the compliment." Zhao Li sometimes just vents his emotions, and even he feels strange that kind of training can be persevered. Perhaps, the basic fitness skills on the body also helped a lot. However, this is not to be known to the old warden.

"I'm old." Looking at the green pines and cypresses outside the office window, the old warden suddenly came out with this sentence. Stretched out his hand to stop what Zhao Li was about to say: "You don't have to say anything, I know it myself." ”

"In a few months, I'll be retiring." The old prison warden's words made Zhao Li seem to be suddenly unacceptable.

"How so? Sir! Zhao Li didn't care about anything this time, so he hurriedly asked.

"I've worked hard for most of my life, and I've been working for decades in this prison alone, and it's time to retire." A little infatuated looked at the wine in his hand: "Everything that should be arranged has been arranged, and this prison is left, I have not been relieved, I need a reliable person to help me keep an eye on it, are you willing?" ”

Zhao Li didn't care about what it meant to help me stare at it for a while, but he just felt that it was a pity that the old prison warden retired. The old warden is in good health now, and he will be fully capable of doing it in a few more years. However, this is the old prison warden himself who feels tired and wants to rest, but no one can persuade him.

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" Zhao Li stood up mechanically and saluted. The old warden smiled and shook his hand to sit down: "Sit down, you know what I don't like the most." This is true, every time we meet, it is very casual, and I haven't seen the kind of decent superiors and subordinates saluting each other. But this always made Zhao Li feel very relaxed, feeling that he was chatting with an elder, not a chief, and he would only be more serious when assigning tasks.

"Let's go, drink this, come with me!" That is, Zhao Li, it seems that the new prison guards do not have this treatment. Zhao Li drank the juice from his hand in two sips, then stood up and followed the old warden out of his luxurious office.

Zhao Li didn't stay for a long time, but it was not a stranger, outside the circle where the criminals were placed, outside the place where the prison guards lived, there was a wall, and outside the wall, there was a desert.

Standing on the high wall, looking at the automatically controlled weapons that pointed inside and out, Zhao Li didn't seem to realize that it was a guy who wanted to kill people. This strange thought, could it be that I have felt that my cultivation has increased greatly recently, so I no longer care about these guns and other weapons?

"It's the first time I've stood here so easily and looked at the desert yellow sand outside!" The old warden stroked the barrel of the automatic weapon in his hand, looked into the distance, and seemed to be in a relaxed mood: "It's really, nothing is light!" ”

"It's my first time, too!" Zhao Li replied in his head, but did not say it. Speaking out at this time must be very damaging to the atmosphere.

"Let's go, look somewhere else!" The old warden changed directions. If you look inside, a piece of green grass is like a tree, and when you look out, it is a very extreme scenery of yellow sand. From the outside and inside, the old warden seemed to be remembering something. Zhao Li basically belonged to a chaperone, and followed quietly.

"As soon as people get older, they feel a little nostalgic." After looking around, even the prisoners turned around and chatted a few words, and then returned to the warden's office again. Zhao Li was smart enough not to say this, so as not to arouse more thoughts from the old prison warden as a young man.

"Come here, I'll tell you about the real defense system of this prison!" It seems that when something is about to be settled, Zhao Li is not polite, and he stepped forward to the prison warden's side and watched his.

A three-digit topographical map appeared out of thin air on the desk, and the old warden pointed to the contoured part in the center: "This is our prison, this is where we are now." ”

"The internal defense system is distributed like this." With the words of the old warden, the outline of the prison began to enlarge, covering the entire tabletop, and then, the walls of the inner circle and parts of the room began to shine brightly, showing various symbols representing light and heavy weapons.

I actually lived in such a strict place for more than a year and didn't find out.,It seems that I'm usually careless.。 Zhao Li looked at these signs and couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

The old warden saw Zhao Li's thoughts, smiled and comforted him: "What you see here are all secrets that only the warden can understand, even if you are a builder, you don't know what these are." After saying this, Zhao Licai felt better, but fortunately others didn't know, otherwise he would really be shameless, and he still claimed to have studied with a bunch of experts for more than a year. Of course, I don't think those guys will look good on their faces.

"This is the distribution of defense systems on the perimeter." The three-dimensional map zooms out further, revealing the defensive power of the outer perimeter walls and the prison guards' living quarters, which are also densely packed.

"There's something more peripheral." The desert seemed to shrink to the old warden's desk in an instant, and the dotted signs inside made Zhao Li look even more empty. Who would have thought that a prison would have to deploy a defense system in the desert for hundreds of kilometers, which is really too amazing. With such a tight defense system, even if someone can escape, they will be beaten into meat sauce by the weapons in the desert.

"And most recently, the emergency response force." Three large bright spots are displayed at the edge of the desert, arranged in a regular triangle, enclosing the prison in the middle. This Zhao Li knew that this was something he had brought up at the beginning and had been told to him by the old prison warden.

"Very good, I have given you permission, now follow me to learn how to do it." The old prison warden didn't talk any more nonsense, and taught those things to Zhao Li almost hand-in-hand.

After learning all this, the old prison warden looked at Zhao Li up and down a few times: "It's still a little bit off." He patted his head as he spoke: "I remember, it's this!" ”

Stretched out his hand and took out the rank insignia of several second lieutenants from the drawer on the side, stood in front of Zhao Li, personally took off the sergeant's epaulette and collar badge for him, and put the second lieutenant's on it. He took a few steps back and looked at it: "Well, this barely looks like an officer." The rank is still too low, but you are too young and have no qualifications, and it will cause gossip if you are too high, and it will not do you any good. ”

"Sir, don't you need a notice from above to mention your rank like this?" Zhao Li couldn't help but remind the old prison warden. The old warden smiled inscruciously: "Above? Which top? I'm above! ”

Zhao Li was really a little speechless, it seemed that the energy of the old prison warden was still so big when he retired, and the promotion of officers seemed to be a matter of one sentence.

"This office will be yours from now on." Patted the big leather chair: "Come, young warden, sit down and let me see." Sitting on that comfortable big chair, Zhao Li didn't have a trace of joy, and always felt a faint sadness.

"It's kind of like that." The old warden complimented: "Also, these, drink, and enjoyment, are all yours." Don't waste it. ”

"Sir!" Zhao Li looked at the old warden who seemed to be a little reluctant, and couldn't help but scream.

"It's okay, these are all approved from above, don't be afraid, the letter of appointment is in the drawer on your right hand." patted Zhao Li on the shoulder and sat down with him: "There is already a battleship waiting for me over there, and my old friends are going to have a farewell party for me, so I won't accompany you." ”

"Yes, sir!" Zhao Liqiang endured his sadness and replied loudly.

"Remember, whenever you have a hurdle you can't get over, come to me. Whatever you have, I'll help you settle it. The old warden dropped a sentence very heroically, stood up straight, and walked out of the warden's office in a standard unison movement.

62. Familiarize yourself with the job

Zhao Li hurriedly stood up and followed the old warden to the door. The prison guards outside seemed to have known the news, and they didn't know how the old warden informed them. Except for the prison guards on duty, the others stood in a neat row at the door of the warden's office, and when they saw the appearance of the old warden, they gave him a neat send-off salute.

There was no big send-off ceremony, no more nonsense, and the warden returned the salute with the same standard, and then strode past them into the prisoner's quarters.

In the prisoner area, Zhao Li was even more surprised. Under the leadership of James, the felons lined up in a square formation, like soldiers in prison. Only Kang Hongyuan, Professor Hans was on the side, and even Ban Yunchan appeared here. It is estimated that it was arranged by the prison guards. They're not soldiers, so they're not on that team.

"Stand upright! Salute! With James's regular command, all felons used the most standard military maneuvers to see off the warden, who had worked for decades. Instead of the three soldiers, it is a solemn gaze.

The old warden didn't say anything either, silently returned the salute, then nodded, and walked towards the battleship on the battlefield not far away. The battleship that picked up people stopped in the prisoner quarter, and this was the first time, and it was estimated that the old prison warden would have retired, otherwise it would be impossible for others to have such treatment.

The two younger colonels stood solemnly on both sides of the hatch, and when they saw the old warden, they stood up and saluted silently. Then, a white-haired general with four stars came out of the hatch, and he also saluted the old warden. The two of them shook hands very happily, and then warmly took his hand and entered the battleship.

The hatch closed quickly, the battleship took off slowly, and everyone stood behind Zhao Li, silently watching the battleship take off. Finally, the battleship turned into a small black dot in the air, and then when the small black dot disappeared without a trace, Zhao Li slowly turned around.

"Alright, let's get busy!" Zhao Li looked at the dozens of people in front of him and issued his first order since he was promoted to prison director. The people had dispersed, but Zhao Li was still a little sullen, and he couldn't tell why.

"That old man has worked hard all his life, and retirement is also a good thing for him." Kang Hongyuan's voice came from the side: "He is much more comfortable than me, I just want to retire, I can't do it yet!" Between the words, he seemed to be very envious.

Zhao Li still didn't speak, and he had no interest in speaking at the moment. Kang Hongyuan also saw it: "It's been a few days, the old guy actually left so quietly, it will definitely disappoint many people!" Looking at the direction in which the battleship disappeared, Kang Hongyuan also sighed: "You still have to think about it, how to control this prison and take care of us!" ”

A sentence reminded Zhao Li that he couldn't be so decadent because of the retirement of the old prison director. Zhao Li quickly picked himself up and returned to the warden's office again.

To be honest, I'm not used to it. Zhao Li, who has been living in the prison ward for almost a year, is very unaccustomed to being alone in the prison warden's office, which is now so large.

Open the old warden's luxurious wine cabinet, and there are more than a dozen bottles of top-quality wine in it. However, Zhao Li didn't have any interest in them for the time being, seeing the neat rows of berries he often drank in the transparent refrigerator in the corner next to him, Zhao Li couldn't help but pick up the manual juicer, and then took two from the refrigerator and threw them in, wanting to squeeze a cup for himself.

I didn't think too much about it, and I used one hand to help like the old prison warden, but I was shocked to find that when I didn't use my true qi, I couldn't press down the lid of the juicer.

What kind of fruit is this? Zhao Li drank a lot, but he never knew what it was called, and he never knew that this bright red and delicious thing was so hard. Thinking that the old prison warden always squeezed out a cup of delicious juice for Zhao Li with two fingers every time, Zhao Li couldn't help but feel nostalgic.

The nameless true qi was activated instantly, and with both hands, Zhao Li pressed the juicer, watching the bright red juice poured into the cup, Zhao Li realized that his skills were so much worse than the old prison warden. Ginger is still old and spicy, and it really lives up to its reputation.

It seems that this small episode made Zhao Li's sadness a little less. Zhao Li began to pick up the few documents that had been placed on the table. That's the prison rules, the shift schedule, and the summaries and plans that you need to make on a regular basis. It seems that the old warden has thought it through.

Opening the query terminal, Zhao Li found that his authority had been set to the highest, and a lot of information, including the information of those prisoners, could already be queried. However, there is no such interest in front of me, and the mood is not very high.

According to the above plan, Zhao Li walked around the prison and found nothing inappropriate. Think about it with your fingers and know that there is no chance that something will happen, I just made a round with the old prison warden, and there is a situation so soon, isn't that God? After thinking about it, he still entered the prisoner area and went straight to Ban Yunchan's cell.

No one will stop Zhao Li, when he was not the prison warden, he was free to enter and exit here, and now that he has been promoted to prison warden, no one will stop him.

Speaking of which, it seems that those prison guards have no objection to Zhao Li's promotion to prison director. Zhao Li also knew that those people were now rotated once a year, and every time they would replace a few special fighters who had made mistakes, they would be delegated to exercise. When the time comes, the officer will be reinstated, and the commander of the combat unit will not care about a small position as a prison warden.

Ban Yunchan had already returned to her cell, and when she saw Zhao Li coming, she didn't say anything, just gently handed him a glass of water. Watch him silently drink little by little.

"Am I unproductive?" Zhao Li asked suddenly.

"How so?" At any time, Ban Yunchan is the kind of warm smile, and now I find out that under this smile, Ban Yunchan is such a beautiful woman, it seems that she has not seen it before. After getting along for a long time, the more you look at it, the more beautiful it becomes, which is really a magical thing.

"You think that way because you're a person who values love and righteousness, and that's good." Ban Yunchan smiled and enlightened him: "At least, I think you are much better than us perverts." ”

"Perverted?" Zhao Li was successfully diverted: "How can you be a pervert?" ”

"What do you think?" Ban Yunchan smiled: "Sometimes I can't tell whether I have combined the ego and the superego, in simple words, I don't know if I am living with a mask or if I have become one with the mask. This is a typical psychological problem, that is, a perversion in the ordinary population. ”

"Ahh Zhao Li was dumbfounded, he had never heard anyone say this about himself, and publicly admitted that he was perverted. Although Zhao Li didn't understand the self-superego or something in Sister Ban's mouth, he also knew that it was not a word used to describe a normal person.

"As for those people outside, it's either war syndrome or other psychological problems, anyway, none of them are normal. Don't you disbelieve that you think normal people would commit their crimes? Listening to what Sister Ban said, Zhao Li really couldn't give an example that they were not perverts.

"Looks like you're recovering quickly." Before Zhao Li could react, Ban Yunchan had already smiled and began to congratulate him: "Actually, the best way to miss a person is to make the things he arranged better, so as not to live up to his expectations, right?" ”

In front of Ban Yunchan, it seemed that Zhao Li had never had the experience of not being convinced, nodded happily, Zhao Li opened the door energetically and returned to the prison warden's office.

The half glass of juice that he hadn't finished just now was still there, and Zhao Li took another sip, as if he had learned the actions of the old prison warden when he drank those superb wines. After tasting the rare delicacy on the tip of his tongue again, Zhao Li began to familiarize himself with the work he was supposed to do.

It seems that the old warden is very idle every day, and he has a lot of time to enjoy, but as soon as he takes over, he finds that it is not the case at all. The daily logistics plan, in addition to arranging the time allocation, even down to the recipe of each meal, and also distinguishing the tastes of different people, so as not to make those people dissatisfied, is an extremely headache work.

In addition, the arrangement of the prison guards, the rotation plan, the regular communication with the three emergency centers, the regular security checks, the regular inspection of the defense system, etc., are enough to keep Zhao Li busy from the moment he opened his eyes to the last moment he closed his eyes.

In addition, it is necessary to calm down all kinds of relations, for the time being, it is only logistics and three emergency centers, who knows if there will be any other forces of the military in the future, thinking of this, Zhao Li has a headache.

It seems that the old warden is not willing to deal with this, but he is different from Zhao Li, he doesn't have to deal with it, because he has that kind of capital, but Zhao Li has no such choice, so he can only bite the bullet.

How could such a tedious job still have the cultivation of the old prison warden? Is this also a necessary means to temper the heart and surname? Ban Yunchan's words appeared in my ears again: The world is full of knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is an article, and the same is true for martial arts. No, that's a good way, isn't it?

In the beginning, there is always some unfamiliarity, but as time goes by, it seems that after getting started, it doesn't take much trouble to find it. For example, if you don't want to decide the food of those guys, let them report it by themselves, anyway, they will eat it for themselves, so they won't be perfunctory.

The prison guards are even more simple in scheduling, according to a scheduled order, and rotate every month, so that there is not much workload. Regular check-ups are even easier, and since they are regular and the time is not too short, they can be easily arranged. A week later, Zhao Li was fully familiar with the contents, and the work was soon in full swing.

In his spare time, Zhao Li was thinking, what did the old prison warden mean by that? Especially the domineering sentence "I am the top", is the power of the old prison warden or the power behind it really so big?

"Whatever your problem, I'll help you settle it." Is this true or false? Zhao Li didn't know it anymore, but the strong meaning of protection revealed in these words made Zhao Li quite moved.

I don't know when Zhao Li's attitude towards the old prison warden has changed. It is impossible to verify, but if it weren't for the profound stimulation of the old prison warden at the beginning, Zhao Li asked himself if he would not have his current self.

Although he is still a small second lieutenant, Zhao Li seems to have seen a more glorious tomorrow. Is he an official fan, how can he be so complacent?

The work is straightened out and happy, it seems that Zhao Li also has a lot of time to squander. And I'm used to that kind of training with a large amount of exercise, and if I don't come once a day, I will feel uncomfortable.

A few new prison guards who were replaced by the old prison director after retirement began to despise Zhao Li, but after seeing Zhao Li's usual exercise, he wisely closed his mouth and didn't dare to say anything more. The rest is just surprise, where did the young master come from, could it be that he came out of a genius school?

If the "instructors" who had trained Zhao Li knew that there were people among the prison guards outside who thought so, those people would definitely be angry. This is clearly the crystallization of their collective wisdom, how can the credit for such hard training also be robbed by the guys from those genius schools? Could it be that all outstanding talents will only come out of gifted schools?

It's just that some people think so, but no one dares to say that. Zhao Li often went in to communicate with those people, and some people looked at it and knew what was going on.

"Looks like you're getting acquainted with it quickly!" Kang Hongyuan looked at Zhao Li, who had a good complexion, and looked at him before speaking.

"Thanks to your old teachings!" Zhao Li is here, and he has always respected the old and the virtuous, even if their identity is a prisoner. Moreover, after learning the true situation of these people through the authority of the prison warden, Zhao Li's feeling became even stronger.

Among the more than 40 people, except for Kang Hongyuan, Ban Yunchan and Professor Hans are not in the army, and the others are all masters. Even the worst Sanders, before his true qi was sealed, was a seventh-level master, and it seemed that he would soon break through to the seventh-level and enter the eighth-level level of not being afraid of firearms.

Not to mention others, eighth-level masters occupy the vast majority, and even a few are still ninth-level, including Zhang Yinzhan, a fighting master.

Zhao Li never thought that the masters of the eighth and ninth levels were so worthless, and let themselves be taught a lesson. Now that I know, the scene of the temporary prison that would bring them all down is back in front of me, and it seems that reliving it can make me even happier.

It's a pity that there is no testing equipment here, and I don't know what level I am out there. As a prison warden, you can't drag those prison guards into a big fight, right? If it was the original Zhao Li, he would definitely feel that it didn't matter, but now Zhao Li is no longer that hairy boy, and he will never make such a mistake.

Everything is normal, the work is on track, everyone's life is peaceful, the prison guards are equally regular, there is nothing wrong. It seems that such a peaceful life will continue forever, and the only thing that can change during this period may be the regular rotation of a few prison guards.

(To be continued)