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Chapter 411 - 391 The Great Love Poet Looks a Bit Tang_1



Chapter 411 - 391 The Great Love Poet Looks a Bit Tang_1

Once Hyperion felt the surroundings brightening up again, her vision gradually focused.

She found herself standing in a hall as spacious as a theatre.

The dome hung high, painted with complex murals depicting scenes from the myths of the Demon World. Although the colours of these murals were somewhat faded, they still exhibited an indescribable grandeur under the soft yet hazy glow they emitted in the light.

At the centre of the hall, on a high platform stood a deep-purple mirrored Void Teleport Gate. With its help, one could possibly proceed to the lower levels of the prison.

Yet standing at the base of the platform, Hyperion found its surface to be incredibly calm, lacking the ripples that had appeared on the surface of the Void Teleport Gate she had seen at the base level.

It was likely that there was some sort of sealing formula in place. Unless authorized, no one could activate it.

Just as Hyperion shifted her gaze away, she noticed the Great Love Poet had already collapsed on the ground.

It seemed she had lost her balance the moment she landed, tumbling straight to the ground like a doll.

"Lanfu, my Lanfu."

Hyperion promptly helped the Great Love Poet up and then checked her cheeks for any injuries.

Fortunately, the Great Love Poet was wearing a mask that offered a measure of protection, otherwise, she might have scraped her face red.

"I’m sorry, I’m sorry. Next time we use the teleport gate, I will hold on to you."

Hyperion apologized repeatedly to the black-haired, green-eyed Great Love Poet.

"Oh."

Wiping away the tears from the corner of her eyes, the Great Love Poet answered absentmindedly. Her response suggested that it didn’t matter since this was not her real body, and it couldn’t break from falling.

"Stay close to me from now on. Once we leave this hall, we might encounter dangerous areas."

Hyperion softly spoke at the Great Love Poet’s side, aware that the will inside of her was Lanci’s.

While he controlled his main body to hold back Warden Bacas, he had only allocated a fraction of his mind to controlling the Great Love Poet to facilitate her mission in the prison.

This resulted in the black-haired, green-eyed Great Love Poet appearing rather slow and simple-minded, even stumbling and falling on flat ground.

The official jailers had specialized work bracelets issued for Herram Prison, and for the students participating in the assessment, their student bracelets would perform the same function.

Hyperion skillfully and quickly swiped across the red light on the black jade bracelet, and a string of information suddenly appeared in the empty space about ten centimetres above the bracelet.

[Within Herram Prison, you must abide by the jailer’s code. Any form of attack on other wardens and staff is prohibited. First-time offenders will be warned, while second-time offenders will be directly considered as prisoners, suppressed by the prison barrier, and seized or executed by other wardens.]

[In the minus one floor of Herram Prison, corresponding service points can be obtained from completing work tasks.]

[Service points can be exchanged for resources within the prison. Only after fulfilling all the conditions required to move to the next level can the service point exchange permission of the current level be opened.]

[In the Protoss Royal Magic Academy jailer internship program, the ultimate service points obtained will all be converted into the student’s Protoss Royal Magic Academy credit points after the assignment. They can also be exchanged for Protoss currency equivalent to the corresponding warden’s salary.]

[Current location: minus one floor of Herram Prison, teleportation hall.]

[Work content: labor dispatch.]

[You will have a great deal of freedom. Accept the work commission from the prison governor of this circle. After completion, service points will be awarded.]

[Conditions for going to the minus two floor: Complete at least one jailer’s job on the minus one floor. The team’s service points should exceed 1000, and obtain permission and evaluation from the prison governor of the minus one floor.]

Hyperion quickly checked the information.

In this jailer internship, service points were everything and were what both full-time jailers and intern jailers needed to strive for.

Although she couldn’t see what exactly could be exchanged on each floor yet, the Bingxue Witch had told her that under the Ninth-order ancient Demon World barrier formula in Herram Prison, there was one feature—

If a significant enough price was paid, one could even select a prisoner they preferred and attempt to establish an unbreakable lifelong slavery contract.

Probably this so-called ’price’ was referring to what got translated into Protoss language as service points.

Of course, this was just an opportunity.

Whether one could successfully persuade the prisoner and form a slavery contract depended on the prisoner’s will.

If a prisoner was chosen by a noble, they might get the chance of an early release from prison. However, they would become permanent slaves, controlled for the entirety of their lives.

In the philosophy of the Demon Race, they believed that the strong attract the strong and only the strong had the chance and power to offer rebirth and redemption to other strong beings.


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