The Strongest Sect of All Times

Chapter 1207: I'm Happy! I think of this place as home!

Gun Chang laughed and realized that the strong people at the contact level are getting stronger and stronger, and they are not homicidal generations themselves. Since they cannot all be killed, they cannot all be let go, so why not build a prison and lock them all up.

Anyway, Wanguzong isn't that bad for the rice bowls.

And.

After Zhao Doudou gave advice, the dog left to extend another idea.

That is to divide the cells at all levels and let the prisoners of different abilities in. They can be used as disciples' companions!

You can't eat for nothing.

You have to show your worth even in jail!

The title of the floor is also closed to bald men and the crowd. Their strength ranges from Wu Wang, Wu Wang, and Semi-Holy, and they can be placed in different levels of cells, or the disciples can choose their own difficulty.

Absolutely.

Nor can a prisoner be mistaken for a prisoner.

There are reward systems that can be developed to make them happy to be a companion and add a chicken leg to their daily routine if they perform well.

If Zhao Doudou heard, he would surely say: “I am no better than a chicken leg, I am almost Miss Liu's bowl of fried rice! ”

“Although it is a prison on the bright side, it can actually be used for practical exercises by disciples. ”

“Bang!”

"Good idea, good idea! ”

“ …… ”

The system is silent.

How shameless is it to take someone else's advice and hold your own?

“I need to remind the host," the system said: "If we're going to use the prisoner as a companion, we need to release their pulse, and then we won't be afraid to run out? ”

"'That makes sense,' said Jung-chun, smiling. ”

All but Zhao Doudou, the inmates now in the cell, have been sealed off, can only act normally and nothing has been repaired to exist.

However, if the seal is fully lifted, the individual forces may not be enough, but something must have happened if they were to come together.

“It appears that this prison plan needs to be carefully considered, as must the defence facilities, so that incidents of violence or escape by prisoners are not allowed to occur.” Kingston laughed heavily.

“And.”

The system adds: "Since a prison with many inmates is to be built and needs to be guarded, does the host intend to have the Lyceum master work part-time? ”

“That won't work. ”

"Ever since the intelligence network opened up all over the continent, Master Le Tang has been busy every day and needs to choose someone else to run the prison. ”

“Since Zhao Doudou gave advice, relying on the heavenly symbol and not leaving, he should have had deep and genuine feelings with the cell, so that he could take charge of this piece. ”

"It's almost a thousand chapters in," said the system, "and the poor guy is finally going to make it. ”

……

In the heavenly cell, Zhao Doudou had no idea that the system was sympathizing with him. At this moment, he sat on the floor, biting a little tree stick in his mouth, sometimes closing his eyes, and sometimes tossing his chin, as if thinking about something.

There is a slightly grassy pattern on the ground.

This is a sketch of the prison he conceived, initially divided into upper, middle and lower levels.

But based on the frequency and number of recent inmates, he was definitely not aware enough, so he added another six floors to make it nine.

In drawing, Zhao Doudou is not comparable to Li Qingyang. After all, his talents are limited. It's just that if he has a brain, he adds it randomly. Finally, he becomes a big chop.

Derek couldn't stand the guy who dug his own pit, grabbed the stone next to him and threw it at him.

“Bang!”

Zhao Doudou raised his hand and grabbed the stone with his two fingers. He said proudly: "I didn't strike you, even if you let go of your temper, you won't be able to smash me. ”

Delhi's eyes were full of surprises.

I don't have the strength to throw a stone or kill myself, but the action this guy grabbed seems to be a bit skillful.

Is it...

Is he hiding?

“Hey.”

Zhao Doudou stood up, patted his ass and sat in the wooden room, looking at the window hesitantly, "If you think I'm not leaving the cell for dinner, it's a big mistake. ”

“ …… ”

When I think of the look on this guy's face when he eats, Derek must have said in his heart: “You're doing it for a meal! ”

“I, Zhao Doudou, was born with no good identity and no good qualifications. ”

“Living in this world belongs to the kind of poor thing who starves to death in the streets if he doesn't try. ”

Zhao Doudou lowered his head and his eyes were brewing the ‘unjust to fate but only choice of compromise’ emotion.

“For life. ”

“To stand out. ”

“I started to learn to lie, to lie to myself. ”

“Being locked in here may be heaven to punish me for my past mistakes, but...” Zhao Doudou's mood broke a little here, teardropping along his cheek, "Everything I did, I just wanted to live! ”

Derek looked at him all the time, and his heart was also full of delicacies.

You were born unidentified. Neither was I.

You were born qualified. Neither was I.

The Springs Sect, the Holy Springs Sect, is all about survival!

The brothers have not had much in common since they became inmates, but in this regard they have the same feeling of being lost all the time.

“Of course.”

Zhao Doudou wiped tears off his face and smiled: “I'm glad to be locked up in Wanguzong cell, because the nature of the heavens and the earth here is something I've never seen before, and the atmosphere of the zongmen here is also something I never thought of. ”

“ …… ”

Though Derek would love to deny it, that's what happened.

“I think fate is fair, so that when I'm punished, there's good food, and heaven and earth properties to cultivate. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'd be dead by now because of deception. ”

Deloitte was enlightened.

This guy didn't leave his cell to rub rice, he rubbed heaven and earth's properties.

So that means you can't practice your own sealed breath. This guy can practice 24/7 in jail. He's been locked up for so long, shouldn't he be in a low state?

What a clever little devil!

“And.”

“'If I hadn't been locked up in jail,' said Zhao Doudou. 'How could I have made so many high-ranking people inmates?"

“I'm happy! ”

“I think of this place as home! ”

“Pfft, pfft. ”

The applause came through.

Zhao Doudou's face was stiff.

Because Dahlia sits in front of herself with her hands on her legs, how can she applaud...

“Brush!”

He turned around as soon as he could, and saw King smiling when he was sitting in his chair, holding a cigar in his mouth and clapping his hands: "It's very comforting to know how to get out of prison. ”

“Monarch... when did you... come? ”

“When you cry, this seat is here. ”

“ …… ”

Zhao Doudou hastily wiped away his tears.

When I thought of myself as a seven-foot man crying and being seen by outsiders, I was so ashamed that I wanted to find a sew to go in.

“Bang!”

At this moment, King Chang smiled and put his hand on his shoulder. He asked seriously: “Would you like to be a member of the Wangu sect and follow this conquest? ”