Surrender yourself,

Blue pants and white striped shirt change.

A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy walked expressionlessly in the cold prison, the tip of his nose full of the smell of disinfectant water.

"Jiang Ding,"

"Honestly accept the government's transformation, and be a new person after you come out."

A chubby prison guard said solemnly: "You were supposed to go to the juvenile detention center at your age, I don't know why you are here, you can learn a trade in it, you can make a living when you come out, and you can use it to find a job in the future." ”

A year has passed, and the popularity of the original "Cultivator" newspaper has long passed.

The length of a mortal's life is not enough for them to remember something so far away, let alone a very remote scientific research and academic newspaper.

The big stars who appear on the screen every day are about the same.

"yes, I see."

Jiang Ding glanced at him and walked into his own private prison.

"Alas......"

Behind him, the chubby prison guard sighed and shook his head, feeling that he was another hopeless troubled teenager.

Jiang Ding swung his prison uniform and sat cross-legged.

As a Jindan monk, he doesn't need food to survive.

However, the prison is not a cave house.

It's not that you've sinned, you just come in and retreat for a while, and it's over, there's no such good thing.

Jiang Ding glanced at the prison's schedule of work and rest.

You must get up at 7 o'clock in the morning, eat breakfast, then exercise for half an hour, then go to 8 o'clock to 12 o'clock to have a labor camp, 12 to 2 o'clock is a lunch break, and from 2 to 6 o'clock to continue the labor reform.

From 6 to 8 o'clock in the evening, I will study the ideological and moral courses, study the "Law of Public Security" that he violated, various articles and cases, and various videos of Jindan monks repenting and reforming.

Finally, from 8 o'clock in the evening to 7 o'clock in the morning, it is time to go to bed, or log in to the Xianmen Library to study, but you are not allowed to connect to the Internet, you can only read literature and books.

It's 7:43 a.m.

Jiang Ding cleaned up, walked out of the prison gate, and followed his fellow inmates to run and exercise.

"One-two-one"

"One-two-one......"

One by one, they lined up in neat lines, shouting slogans, and running and exercising under the watchful eye of the prison guards.

Jiang Ding was in the crowd, inconspicuous.

There were people of all ages around, middle-aged and young, from all walks of life, who did not dare to make trouble under the watchful eyes of the prison guards.

"Hey! Big Day ...... Jiang Ding! ”

"Here, look here!"

Suddenly, an excited shout came from not far away: "Why are you kid here?" ”

"Aha!"

"I'll just say, people like you can't be idle, and sooner or later you will come over to accompany me."

"Hahaha!"

Jiang Ding looked up.

Sure enough, I saw a pinch of beating yellow hair, following the running upside down, and under the yellow hair was a thin young man with a pale face, who was looking at him excitedly, as if he had seen a confidant.

Jiang Ding was speechless.

Under the facts, I don't know what to say well.

"Li Ritian!"

"Do a good job, don't make a fuss!"

The surrounding prison guards scolded him harshly.

"Okay, okay, officer......"

The Emperor of the Destroying Sun laughed again and again, didn't dare to say anything more, and buried his head in running.

At the end of the run, everyone was out of breath, tidying up a little, and then they went to their workstations and started working.

"Hey, Dainichi Kenko!"

The Destroying Sun Heavenly Monarch greeted Jiang Ding, and the workstations of the two were close.

This is no coincidence.

Jiang Ding swept the pile of parts in front of him with his divine sense, which seemed to be some parts on the optical recorder, which required Yuanying-level divine consciousness to manufacture, and there was a jade slip next to it.

Jiang Ding took a look.

It introduces the manufacturing method of high-precision parts of an optical array recorder called RST-7857, which is very simple, and it requires the accuracy of divine consciousness.

Looking at the side again, the parts of a fortress-level heavy cannon at the Sun-Destroying Heavenly Monarch's workstation seem to be something that can only be made by a god-level divine sense, simple, but it really can't be done without a god-level divine sense.

This is the labor camp of the high-ranking monks.

It's not about making clothes, it's just sewing and mending.

The two of them have similar workstations, so naturally their cultivation and strength are similar, and the labor reform requires a high-precision production workshop, which is put together.

"Destroying the sun, senior, long time no see."

Jiang Ding sighed.

He began working with his consciousness and mana, producing RST-7857.

"How did you get in?"

"Tell me about it."

The Emperor of the Destroying Sun was full of interest, and he felt that as the host, it was his duty to entertain the new little brother: "Let me tell you, the water in this prison is so deep that ordinary people don't know about it......"

He chattered.

"Senior, you'll know when you go out."

Jiang Ding didn't want to say more, so he buried himself in work.

"Don't,"

"I'll show you something good."

The Emperor of the Destroying Sun glanced left and right, repeatedly confirming that there was no one, and then sneakily handed out a book: "You see, uncle, I press the good things at the bottom of the box, and I don't pass on the secret, if you are not a student of the little guy in Wei Chi, I won't show it to you." ”

"Senior, don't get involved in pornography, we will be sentenced......"

Jiang Ding suddenly felt that something was wrong, and immediately jumped away, looked at the monitor, and signaled that he was definitely not involved.

But before he could react,

A book has already appeared in the bosom, and it is useless to escape.

"Pornography?"

Hearing his words, the Sun Destroying Heavenly Monarch was stunned for a moment, and showed a lewd smile: "This is really there, you wait a little longer......"

"Don't don't,"

"Senior, I'm kidding, joking."

Jiang Ding couldn't stand it a little and glanced at the book in his arms.

"Summary of the Experience of Commutation in Xiandu No. 1 Prison - Li Ritian".

"Serious?"

Jiang Ding was a little surprised, and quietly flipped the page with his divine sense: "The first prison of Xiandu was founded on December 6, 5477, and the first prison director was ...... The current warden of the prison is ...... There are 759 prison guards......

More than 780,000 people have successfully commuted their sentences over the past millennium, and I think ...... to sum up their successes, as well as the personal preferences of prison wardens and prison guards."

Jiang Ding's gaze was unconsciously attracted, and he read page by page.

In this case, the data is detailed and the citations are abundant, involving the changes in legal provisions over the past 10,000 years, the latest policy interpretations, and even some cutting-edge discussions on legal philosophy, and the impact that the situation outside the boundary may have on the laws and regulations on commutation.

Any part of it is enough to beat the law professors of major colleges and universities in Xianmen.

A magnificent.

"How? Okay, right? ”

The Destroying Sun Heavenly Monarch was triumphant: "This is my painstaking work, it has not been published yet, and outsiders can't see it." ”

"You're really strong, there's nothing to say."

Jiang Dingxin took it orally.

After a little calculation, through this set of highly applicable commutation experience, his three-year sentence can be shortened by a maximum of one year, as long as two years of labor reform.

I didn't have an appetite at the moment, and it took some time to tell the story of the prototype of the Sword of Gold Destruction that I had inadvertently cast, and introduce this article.

"Senior, I think that your Great Sun Tracking Technique 'Sun Breath Chasing Heaven Locking Technique' can be improved from the cause and effect aspect of gold, and use the gold of the origin to pursue all enemies in the heavens and on the ground."

Jiang Ding suggested.

Immortal monks, regard intelligence as life.

If you can lock on to the enemy faster, more accurately, and at a longer distance, there will be a large number of immortal cultivators on the battlefield who will survive, and even affect the initiative of the realm war.

"Seems to make sense......"

Speaking of business, the Emperor of the Destroying Sun put away a study material that he had carefully collected for many years in his arms, temporarily extinguished the intention of sharing, and seriously thought about the feasibility.

Three

(End of chapter)