Prologue

The warden is wise

"It depends on whether you consider yourself a human." The guard threw a new set of prison clothes and a towel onto the bed: "Clean yourself up, and then go to the barbershop to tidy up."

You can tell by my flowing hair that I know whether or not I know where the barbershop is

This book is entirely fictional, and any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Readers are welcome to find their own connections.

The world is full of wonders, yet one should quickly spend a few months in confinement.

The iron gate suddenly opened, and Cui Ming turned to look at the prison guard, asking with some annoyance: "Wasn't it agreed upon for three months?" No discounts were to be given

Surrounded by mountains, with high walls, barbed wire, and expressionless prison guards, this is a typical prison

This girl is quite attractive

Turn, turn, and turn again, until Cui Ming, almost dizzy, finally arrived at the grand auditorium, the place where the warden delivers his annual holiday speech, a very solemn venue. However, today seemed different; before Cui Ming even entered through the back door, he could hear a group of ruffians making a commotion inside.

A prison guard took out the intercom and called: "Open cell number 7."

Her position is undoubtedly the most sought-after one, with more than ten people sitting on the ground in line in front of her. Two have already been selected, standing behind her, introducing each candidate for the *illustration* position, one on the left and one on the right. She merely nods slightly, asking a question to the interviewees, her expression remaining unchanged throughout.

Four prison guards marched in pairs, their steps synchronized as they passed through one iron gate after another, proceeding deep into the corridor. This is the isolation cell, specifically designed for inmates who violate prison regulations, with the most serious infraction being assaulting a guard. Those who assault a guard will face a minimum punishment of three months in solitary confinement

In the confinement room, Cui Ming stood up, relaxed his body, and it had been three months again

... ...

"Shut up." The prison guard brought Cui Ming inside, where more than 300 inmates were gathered in the back half of the auditorium, all squatting on the ground. The guard kicked two inmates aside, shoved Cui Ming in, and then walked to the back door, taking out his baton and silently watching half of the inmates in the auditorium. The auditorium was designed with a slope to ensure that when the inmates were squatting on the ground, they could see the warden's dignified and smiling face.

Do you really have to go

The story of this book takes place on the Eternal Planet, a planet without computers and networks

Yes

Stand up

The man stands up

The confinement room is five meters high, with a ventilation opening located only at the five-meter mark, which is also the sole source of light within the room. A man sits on the bed, observing four prison guards. The hair on the back of his head can be described as shoulder-length, while the hair in front has extended down to his chin. Overall, his features are indistinct, and he appears very unkempt. The only certainty is that he is male, as this is a men's prison. The hair on the back of his head can be described as shoulder-length, while the hair in front has extended down to his chin. Overall, his features are indistinct, and he appears very unkempt. The only certainty is that he is male, as this is a men's prison.

Cui Ming stood with his eyes closed, suddenly flipping over to stand on the bed. He wrapped himself in the bed sheet, grasping one corner with his left hand and raising his right hand: "Ladies and gentlemen, how are you? In fact, I am merely a bait, able only to immerse myself in death. I have had enough; I am leaving. I will no longer endure the pain of my life. I have only one heart, and it is time for me to start anew. Time has come to a standstill like the wind; I am just bait, my essence has already departed. Thank you all." With a flick of the bed sheet, in fact, I am merely a bait, able only to immerse myself in death. I have had enough; I am leaving. I will no longer endure the pain of my life. I have only one heart, and it is time for me to start anew. Time has come to a standstill like the wind; I am just bait, my essence has already departed. Thank you all." With a flick of the bed sheet, the sheet fell, and Cui Ming had already vanished from the bed.

No one claps, no one cheers, in the silent confinement room

The surveillance camera on the door of the isolation cell rotates to confirm identity, the electronic lock of the isolation cell opens, and the prison guard pushes open the iron door of the isolation cell. The interior of the isolation cell is very simple, containing a bed, a washbasin, and a toilet. Two meals are provided daily, with lunch delivered at 11:00 AM through a small door at the bottom for food placement, and dishes collected at 12:00 PM. Dinner is delivered at 6:00 PM, and dishes are collected at 7:00 PM. Dishes are collected on a schedule, and no additional food is provided before the dishes are collected. Every Wednesday at 3:00 PM, clothing is collected and delivered once, and late arrivals will not be accommodated.

Cui Ming, who was amusing himself, crawled out from under the bed, leaned back on the bed, and stared blankly at the light coming from the vent. With a flick of his right hand's index and middle fingers, a playing card was pinched between them, and with a quick snap of his fingers, the playing card had vanished.

Cui Ming also saw this woman, who appeared to be around twenty-three or twenty-four years old. Her long hair, cascading down to her waist, was tied back with a silver cloth band, neatly separating her hair. She wore form-fitting black leggings and black leather boots, with a white fitted round-neck autumn shirt underneath and a black hip-length trench coat on top. Overall, she looked very spirited and exceptionally beautiful, with an excellent figure. Cui Ming began to doubt his own taste. There were two possibilities: he had not seen a woman in five years, and even a hen seemed like Diao Chan to him. The second possibility was that she was indeed a beauty. Without comparison, how could one recognize beauty?

Wow, woman

Do you not know where the barbershop is

Cui Ming struck the prison guard in the face with a punch. Four prison guards took down Cui Ming and took out rubber batons. Cui Ming skillfully covered his head with both hands, curling his body into a ball. The prison guards casually poked Cui Ming's body with the rubber batons and then turned around to leave.

The bald man, extremely enraged, slapped it down to the ground, then stood up. His neck and arms were covered in tattoos, which indirectly showcased what he considered to be his glorious past. The bald man walked directly to the table in front of the beautiful woman and sat down without saying a word, his gaze wandering over her body

Cui Ming stared at the mirror in the barbershop for a long time and asked the nearby prison guard, "Who is that young man? He looks quite good." The prison guard, unfriendly, responded with a middle finger, pushed Cui Ming, and shoved him out of the barbershop. It was also the first time Cui Ming appreciated the complex structure of the prison's interior.

Prison guard reviews the file: Cui Ming, 23 years old, from Chuxiao City. At the age of 15, he was arrested for street fraud and entered a juvenile detention center, being released three months later. On the day of his 18th birthday, he resumed his old ways, committing fraud at the entrance of the police station and was arrested, serving three months in prison. Due to insulting the judge in court, he was sentenced to serve time in a maximum-security prison. On the day of his incarceration, he attacked a prison guard and was sent to Cell No. 7. Afterward, upon the expiration of his confinement period, he repeatedly attacked prison guards, resulting in an indefinite extension of his sentence, making him a long-term resident of Cell No. 7 for the past five years.

I didn't realize you could be quite talkative; you stay here, and in a moment, take him along.

Today is Yom Kippur, the warden has ordered that all individuals must attend

The auditorium was filled with the voices of beautiful women, and there was even a guy willing to trade twenty years of his life for one night. Beside him, a friend remarked leisurely, "Big brother, you are a death row inmate"

A prison guard asked: "Cui Ming?"

The Day of Atonement is an event held irregularly by the Chuxiao City Prison. In simple terms, for dangerous tasks unsuitable for ordinary people, suitable individuals can be selected from among the prisoners to carry out the work. A thousand years ago, in a maritime empire, a new ship was launched, and someone had to remove the last batch of wooden stakes holding the ship in place, allowing it to slide into the ocean. No one knew which stake was the last one, so volunteers were chosen from among the death row inmates. If a death row inmate removed the stake and allowed the ship to enter the sea without dying, they would be granted a pardon; if they died, then that would be their fate.

In the face of intentional or unintentional discussions, the beautiful goddess remains calm. She is one of the three individuals tasked with interrogating the prisoners today. In front of her is a table, with her left elbow resting on it. On the table lies a large cloth bag containing an object, and her right fingers are tapping back and forth on the bag as she scrutinizes the group of prisoners

Cui Ming looked at the four individuals and asked, "Who is it this time?"

Cui Ming asked: "Where is the barbershop?"

A prison guard helplessly said: "Come on"