"Oh? You already know?"

It was a sharp difference from the somewhat furious Arthur Jackman. His low and hoarse voice was still steadily: "Since that's the case, let's have a mock assessment. If your assessment results satisfy me, you will be able to graduate from here."

“What assessment?”

Arthur Jackman forced himself to calm down, but gasped heavily.

"Have two coins in your top pocket, put one of them into the groove in the iron door in front of you, open the door and walk out."

A hoarse voice continued to ring.

Arthur Jackman looked down at his upper body, and then he realized that his clothes were no longer the same outfit he had worn, and had changed into a blue and white striped style similar to prison uniforms.

The prison uniform is very thin, and the pocket is only a small pocket on the right front chest.

Arthur Jackman successfully took out two silver coins with skulls engraved from his chest pocket, and followed the hoarse voice to the iron gate to stand in front of the iron gate.

There was indeed a groove on the iron door that was supposed to be the lock, which was slightly larger than a skeleton coin, which looked like the coin port of an arcade game.

Crash! Dang!

A skeleton coin slid in from the coin port, and the door lock also opened in response to the sound. The thick metal door slowly moved out a gap that could allow people to pass through, and a cool breeze that seemed to open a refrigerator came to my face.

There was no bright sunshine outside the door that he hoped for. There was only a corridor illuminated by fluorescent lights. The corridor was split into two forks little by little. Because it was not far away, he could still see the two strange rooms at the end of the forks without doors.

Arthur Jackman gritted his teeth and walked out of the secret room that imprisoned him. He stepped into the corridor. The original cool breeze turned into a stronger cold air, like the north wind in winter, and the coldness made him tremble involuntarily wearing only a thin prison uniform.

Bang!

At the same time, the steel door was automatically closed and locked, completely cutting off the possibility of him returning. Arthur Jackman could only walk along the corridor carefully.

"Every time you open the door of the room, you need a coin. This is the transportation fee for you to travel. Of course, don't want to experience the consequences of staying outside the door for more than 20 hours."

The hoarse voice sounded again, and faithfully acted as the narrator of the game. "Two forks, the left fork leads to the shopping area. Please remember to make enough money and prepare food, drink, water and cold clothes. The right fork leads to your work area, and strive to earn living expenses or death. You have the absolute choice."

“Workspace?”

The silent Arthur Jackman moved his lips and finally walked silently to the fork on the right leading to the work area.

He had no other choice, and it was impossible for him to stay in the corridor. Otherwise, without mentioning the "consequences" in his hoarse voice, the cold and biting cold air alone might freeze him to death here.

There is another coin, but it is the cost of his trip back to "home". If he doesn't want to starve to death, he must find a way to get other coins.

The meaning of the hoarse voice was already very obvious. This was forcing him to "work". All the facilities in this prison were probably built to simulate the survival crisis. Without coins, it would be a dead end.

I just don’t know what the so-called ‘work’ is.

After pursing his chapped lips, Arthur Jackman walked along the way and quickly passed the not-too-long corridor, stepping into the work area with a nervous mood.

Very narrow.

This is his first sensory impression of the workplace.

The entire workroom is only half a circle larger than an ordinary bathroom, and the ground is very similar to the bathroom. There is a little sunken curve around the center, and there is a small hole in the center.

If this is really a bathroom, the small hole is usually the drain to the sewer, but now this drain is not penetrated, but a small depression with only half a knuckle thickness.

And if you look closely, it is actually a small container embedded in tightly, just like the bottom of a disposable plastic cup, but the bottom of the cup is cast from metal.

In fact, it is not just this "cushion bottom", the entire workroom is like an elevator, usually covered with metal steel plates, especially the floor, and it is also a smooth mirror that is polished so as to reflect the figure.

Click!

A slight sound made Arthur Jackman, who had just walked in, trembled.

After looking around nervously, he realized that the sound source was just two small grooves popping out from the left wall, just like the bathroom display stand, and now this workshop is more like a bathroom.

"Congratulations on finding your first job, the showroom on the left can receive salary and some gadgets you might need, and now you can start working hard for your salary."

The game narration sounded again.

However, this time Arthur Jackman was a little confused.

Work? What's the job here? I just want to make me suffer and get some bricks, and I can give me some bricks. The bathroom is empty and nothing.

“The work content is very simple…”

It seemed that he felt his doubts, or it was a preset explanation process, and a low and hoarse voice sounded again: "In addition to urine and water purification, you can fill the container in the center of the work area with any liquid. Every time the container is filled, you can get ten coins."

After saying that, the sound coming from which speaker was completely silent and there was no sound.

"liquid?"

Arthur Jack's face changed suddenly when he heard this.

Although this work area is like a bathroom, it is not a real bathroom after all, and there is no faucet. He has never seen any water source along the way.

What's more, urine and water have to be eliminated. What liquid can he take out besides these two?

Blood, sweat, saliva, and x-liquid, all he could think of, and all had to be obtained from his own body.

Arthur Jackman licked his chapped lips, and suddenly regretted his previous act of throwing the water cup he handed over to the ground.

...

When Arthur Jackman was familiar with the "game" process, the entire Gotham City was in a turmoil.

After all, there are multiple cameras in the secret room, and many TV signals have been invaded for live broadcast throughout the entire process.

Arrogant! It's simply too arrogant!

Even Gotham City has never had such an arrogant and harsh situation. No matter how big the other criminals make, they cannot spread it so widely through the media.

This has almost tore off the last fig leaf of the Gotham Police Department. A large number of people have seen it. It is impossible to cover it up through the media, and the news cannot be suppressed at all.
Chapter completed!