Noon. 81.
Central Plains.
The people in the cells were waiting for the jailer to deliver the food. Suddenly there was a shock from above. At the same time there was a lot of noise from far away. Occasionally they could hear the sound of metal colliding.
The people in the cell were surprised. The soundproofing effect of the prison was excellent. The sound could be heard from above. It was obvious that the noise outside was monstrous.
"What's going on?" The prisoners were puzzled and asked each other.
A middle-aged man in the cell was surprised: "Most likely someone has come to break the prison."
"Break the prison?" Everyone was surprised and pleasantly surprised.
"Great!"
"Maybe we will have the opportunity to rush out."
"The food hasn't been delivered yet. Haha, I guess the people outside are in a mess."
Jin frowned as he heard the excited discussion of the prisoners. He said: "A few days ago I heard from the jailer that a senior hunter has been imprisoned in the third layer of the prison. Is it possible that they are coming to break the senior hunter?"
"It is possible." Scar, who had a good relationship with him, nodded and said: "However, it will be very difficult for them to rush in. The Magic Beast Lake outside can organize large-scale attacks. If they want to come to the front of the prison, they can only sneak attack along the corridor. But the checkpoints along the way are very strict. Even if they bribe the prison guards, it will be very difficult."
The other leaders nodded. It was not the first time they had seen such a thing. So they were not as excited as the others. They knew that this prison was known as the number one prison. Its defense was so tight that it could be called as a war fortress!
Dean had woken up but was still lying on the ground. His expression was very calm as he listened to the discussion of others.
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On the ground. Thorn Flower Prison castle.
Two figures were standing in the watchtower above the castle. One of them was tall and straight. He was holding a telescope in his hand. He was looking at the hundreds of invading figures outside the lake. The scale of the invading figures was equivalent to a small army.
"They are well-trained. They should have planned for a long time." The middle-aged man put down the telescope and chuckled.
Behind him was a butler with a black top hat and a mustache. He said with a smile, "Unfortunately, they didn't train their brains well."
"It's not that their brains aren't trained well, it's just that the people commanding them don't have such a thing."
The butler with the top hat smiled and said, "They were able to pass through the border fortress and our defense line to come here. They must have bribed someone from the military and our prison. I'll go and find those greedy mice later."
The stalwart middle-aged man nodded slightly. His hawk-like eyes overlooked the entire lake outside the prison, as well as the battlefield by the lake. He said softly, "Heart of the tiger, smell the rose."
"A rose may be beautiful, but it has thorns on its stem," the butler in the tall hat continued with a smile.
The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Is my tea ready?"
"Just waiting for you to enjoy," the butler said respectfully.
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The jailbreak outside gradually subsided after a few hours.
Everyone in the cell raised their heads and looked at the door, expecting to see an unfamiliar figure. However, when the door was pushed open, it was still the cold faces of the two jailers. At this point, everyone couldn't help but feel disappointed, knowing that the jailbreak had failed.
This episode did not affect Dean. In the evening, he continued to jump into the tunnel and carefully dug the soil.
In the blink of an eye, Dean had been in prison for three years.
Black snowflakes drifted down from the lead-gray nuclear radiation clouds in the sky. They were relatively heavy, and they landed on the ground outside, dyeing the ground black. Many open-air orchards and farms had already set up sheds before the start of the season to prevent them from being damaged by the black snow.
The weather was too cold. The prisoners in the cells huddled together to keep each other warm.
In the evening, the jailers hurriedly came over to distribute the food. They shrunk their bodies into thick cotton-padded jackets and left the cell.
Dean was given three pieces of black bread during the black snow season. He slowly ate them. Most of the prisoners were asleep. He took off his prison uniform and put it on the back of the wall. He made a side lying position.
After doing all this, he opened the urinal and slid into the deep pit quietly.
The rough pit rubbed against his skin, and it was bone-chilling. He slid all the way down, and when he passed by the workshop on the second floor, he roughly estimated the height of each floor. When he reached the bottom, he immediately felt the cold lake water seeping into his feet. At this moment, he was already standing on the lowest floor of the prison.
"The depth of the pit is about 25 meters. There is also a torture chamber above it. The depth of the entire prison should be about 35 meters. There are only two layers of prison below the workshop. Senior hunters and trial knights are held in the lowest layer." Feng Lin continued. The strongest person in the first layer is a primary hunter. Old Jin is a primary hunter who has committed a crime and was imprisoned. "
Dean bent down to pick up the chisel at the bottom of the lake. This chisel was used to chisel the monster's sharp teeth. He swallowed it and brought it out. The progress of digging the pit was greatly improved.
Whenever he thought of the fact that there was a senior hunter like Glenn living in the wall next to the pit, his heart would rejoice. Fortunately, his hunter title in the consortium was only primary. If he became an intermediate hunter then he would be locked up in the penultimate layer. Although the distance of the wall would be shortened, but the punishment that an intermediate hunter would have to face was completely different from the first layer.
Dudian had heard from Scar that the first level was just the piercing of the steel nails and the crippling of the arms. The other two levels were far more terrible than this. Even if a senior hunter came here, he would become a complete waste!
In the narrow passage, Dean bent down in a difficult position and put his hand into the water to dig the soil.
Dean had poured water into the pit before he reached the bottom of the prison. First, he hoped that the water would soak and soften the soil and rocks. Second, he wanted to cut the wall in the water so that the sound would be greatly reduced to avoid being heard.
Now that the lake water had seeped in, he didn't have to pour water himself. After all, if he used too much water, it would inevitably arouse suspicion.
After a moment, Dean followed the pipe and chiseled on a hard object. He was happy and immediately accelerated the speed.
Soon, the shape of the hard object was revealed. It was an elliptical metal. Although only a small part of it was exposed, but from the elliptical shape, if it was a pipe, the diameter would be large enough to accommodate him.
However, when Dean saw the elliptical metal, he was not excited but stunned.
He suddenly thought of something he had missed. The reinforced concrete had not been manufactured yet. Although the main excrement pipe of the entire prison was buried at the bottom of the lake, its defense was extremely terrifying due to the strong water pressure it had to withstand.
How to break it?
Dean was silent for a moment. He dug the soil next to the small piece of elliptical metal, exposing about half a meter of the elliptical metal. The curvature was still very small. It showed that the diameter of the pipe itself could even allow him to walk upright inside.
He grabbed a stone and gently knocked on the metal pipe.
After a few knocks, he immediately listened.
After hearing the response inside, the last glimmer of hope on his face was also gloomy. As he guessed, there should be some filler in this metal pipe to adjust the water pressure. Under the filler, there should be a metal pipe. That metal pipe was the real excrement pipe.
Dean grabbed a harder stone and smashed it in the water.
Bang! The stone hit the metal pipe. The echo was very light, as if it hit a steel wall.
Dean smashed a few times in a row. The stone was shattered, but the metal pipe was not damaged. There was no small dent.
Dean angrily punched the metal pipe. The force of the shock made his shoulder hurt. After a long time, he calmed down a little. He picked up the chisel and continued to chisel along the side of the pipe.
"The soil at the bottom of the lake is soft, so the speed of chiseling will be very fast. After leaving the prison, I don't have to worry about the impact of the sound. If I dig with all my strength, I should be able to dig to the outside of the lake before the five-year execution." Dean calculated in his heart and continued to dig.
Half a month passed.
Dean considered that the end of the pipe would be guarded by the prison guards. Although this possibility was extremely low, he still chose to dig in the opposite direction. In just half a month, Dean had dug a horizontal passage of three meters in the depth of the bottom of the lake.
He could still vaguely remember what he saw on the corridor when he first entered the prison. The prison was in the middle of the lake, and the radius of the lake was about three hundred meters. His daily progress was about one meter. In a year's time, he would be able to dig a tunnel that led directly to the lake!
The only thing he worried about was that the mud at the bottom of the lake would collapse and crush the passage. Fortunately, he could use the excrement pipe as a marker. He dug a pit four or five meters below the excrement pipe. The surrounding soil was dry and hard, so the probability of being crushed by the mud was very low.
Moreover, when he dug the passage, he would put some hard stones in the passage as beams. Although it was troublesome to go in and out every time, it could increase the safety of the passage.
Although digging a passage was the most common way to escape from prison. Most people in the prison could think of this, but there were almost no people who could do it.
Even the senior hunters at the bottom of the prison couldn't do it. They were closely guarded by people in turns. Their bodies were tortured, and they were weaker than Dean. After all, their titles allowed them to get enough torture and precautions. There was no chance for them to act.
And even if they got the opportunity, they didn't have the tools. Taking a step back, even if they stole the tools like Dean, it would be difficult for them to dig a passage hundreds of meters deep. After all, the dark vision belonged to Dean's magic mark ability. If there was no vision in the dark, it was almost impossible to dig a parallel passage with closed eyes.
The courage, the brain, the opportunity to get the tools, and their own ability to escape from the bottom of the lake. If any of these were missing, it would be difficult to successfully escape from prison.
Bang!
The knife in Dean's hand stabbed into the rock wall. In vain, the rock wall suddenly became slippery.
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