Chapter 159: Controlling the Jailers (Please Subscribe)

The thoughts of this jailer at this moment were actually very simple.

It was that when one person suffers, the more they think about it, the more miserable they feel; it would be better to drag a few more rival colleagues into the water, let them share the pressure, and bear the guilt together!

Such a development not only caught both new and old prisoners by surprise, but even Du En found it somewhat unexpected; he had not thought the jailer would be so self-aware!

But conversely, it also serves to highlight just how much Gao Feng is feared and dreaded.

Especially these jailers, who watch the treatment and fates of the prisoners in the Forbidden Prison all day long; beyond their own cruel abuse, they are even more terrified in their hearts of offending or provoking Gao Feng, not wanting to end up in a situation the same as or similar to theirs!

Thinking of it this way, it is understandable.

Thus, Du En nodded directly: "Good, for the next month, bring them to me one by one carefully. Also, from now on, every month, give me ten mid-grade spirit stones as hush money."

"Ah?"

Thinking back, it seems that is indeed the case!

"Hmm?"

That new prisoner opened his mouth wide, wanting to speak but stopping; in the end, he did not have the thick skin to say something like, "I really thought others should do that."

It was only spirit stones, not affecting the rations of pills and other essential items, so the jailer could accept it.

"So that guy wanted to drag other jailers into the water; as long as everyone has dirt on them, we don't have to fear those gossips running off to snitch!"

Those jailers, after being caught, one after another began by cursing their shameless colleague.

Du En was not in a hurry; he could take it slow.

Facing the sudden silence, he seemed to lose face and could not help but continue: "Did I say something wrong? He intervened only for his own private gain; I really don't know what you are all so excited about, and what it has to do with you!"

He continued his own cultivation, his emotions without a ripple.

"Disciplining and manipulating that damn jailer, getting him to be completely submissive—let's see if he dares to abuse and do evil again later!"

Du En, who had already resealed the cell with an earth armor and was starting to cook a new spirit meal, glanced over with his divine sense upon hearing this.

"Fine, fine, fine, you're the boss, you're the boss."

Because this guy actually didn't start with his rivals, but instead provoked those with whom he had better relationships!

After thinking it over, if he rashly called his rivals over, he feared they would be on guard; it was better to deal with others first, then use the point to influence the whole, covering everyone!

Because these prisoners, who made up the majority, saw the situation clearly; in order to have an easier life in the future, and wanting to see what further changes this development would bring, they now absolutely would not allow anyone to ruin it.

However, Du En was not in a hurry; while collecting hush money from the jailers, he used their mouths—which could no longer be kept shut—to inquire about all sorts of information regarding this Forbidden Prison.

Relying on piling up ingredients like this, he managed to cook a third-grade low-tier spirit meal!

In this way, he could barely adapt to his current situation after breaking through and maintain his cultivation speed after entering the prison.

His voice had no ripples, yet it was exceptionally powerful, causing the prisoners to be stunned in unison.

"You..."

Another new prisoner could not help but speak up, causing the original liveliness to fall directly into silence.

Thus, under Du En's affirmation and his inducement, after other jailers were caught, they also began to follow suit.

Now his low-grade spirit stones had been used up, so there was no need to add the count of several thousand; he only needed to add twenty mid-grade spirit stones.

The result was that, in a spreading, creeping manner, it quickly affected all the jailers.

"Speaking of which, can we also follow suit and manipulate him like that?"

Of course, so-called bottom lines are meant to be pushed back and broken little by little; today they are willing to give spirit stones, tomorrow they will give spirit medicine, and the day after they will dare to squeeze out restricted items like the rationed pills.

Hearing this, the old prisoners saw it more clearly and looked over speechlessly.

But there were also some discordant notes mixed in.

"Ah?"

Du En's calm voice rose, flowing from behind the earth armor wall: "We are neither acquainted nor related; if you really want me to intervene urgently and cut in on time, please say something like 'save me.' Otherwise, how would I know if you need saving?"

The new prisoner came back to his senses, opened his mouth, and stubbornly insisted: "Call, call you, and you'll intervene? Stop joking! Even a three-year-old wouldn't believe such a thing!"

Along the way, there were of course some prisoners harboring malicious intent who couldn't help but want to cause trouble, yet before Du En even had to do anything, they were noticed and suppressed by other prisoners, being resolved quickly from within.

It was precisely that new prisoner who was about to be bullied by the jailer.

"Still 'ah-ing'? If your fists aren't hard enough, that bastard will just kill you to silence you, or maim you to shut you up—what can you do? You can't do anything!"

The other party was immediately greatly stimulated and could not help but roar: "He only intervened today, what good do I have to recognize, ah! Why didn't he intervene sooner!"

Even though they had all seen a special prisoner move in, during this period, facing the jailers' usual bullying, no one had spoken up to ask that side for help.

Du En had long since withdrawn his divine sense and was calmly staring at the spirit meal in front of him.

In the following days, under that jailer's malicious intent, his other colleagues began to get caught, one or two at a time being brought over, and Du En used the same old trick, repeating the process: first extortion, then seizing leverage.

The old prisoners' moods were turbulent, with curses frequently spilling out, feeling as if a foul breath had been exhaled, and their whole beings became vivid again.

"Why do you think that bastard is so obedient?"

Just as this old prisoner said, if it were them, daring to make such a threat, perhaps the next day they would be a fresh corpse!

The jailers' side could be considered settled, but the cell bosses had not been.

"Holy crap! This guy is awesome!"

These jailers' leading superiors, the bosses in the prison, all had Foundation Establishment perfection cultivation; usually, they rarely came to the cells to abuse, being more focused on cultivation, and would not be easily enticed by the jailers, so they were not easily approached and controlled.

Along the way, he also made them fix the bars, or at least fix them so that no problems could be seen.

The new prisoner, who had been disdainfully criticized, could not help but want to talk back: "Then, then there are so many of us, he couldn't possibly kill everyone, right? As long as someone goes to snitch, can he block everyone?"

"Moreover, since you pride yourself on not being a gullible three-year-old, then don't expect others to take it for granted and risk their lives to save you."

"Stupid! It's because he can't beat him!"

The main area of the prison was silent at first, then began to clamor.

He began to add ingredients fiercely, daring to add spirit stones.

The jailer scrambled back to his living quarters.

Thus, Du En successfully manipulated the jailers.

Du En's words remained without a ripple, as if merely stating a fact.

"W-what's wrong?"

"Hahaha! That bastard getting this kind of ending, it's truly fucking deserved!"

"I'll do it if I can while I'm at it."

"Uh, putting everything else aside, at least by doing this, they've managed to curb and intimidate that bunch of bastards, how could it have nothing to do with it?"

These words carried a sense of: why are you so ungrateful?

Since Du En, the source, couldn't be dealt with, then deal with the tributaries—his colleagues!

"Tch! Birds of a feather!"

"And what else? Ha, I knew it, posturing, hypocritical..."

This was also a case of choosing the right person; had it been some other guy, they might not have been so self-aware, so sharp, and so clear-headed.

"This, of course, also depends on the person. Like that jailer, even if he screamed until his throat broke, I wouldn't spare him a glance, and besides..."

"Having one's handle held, isn't that what it is?"

Methodically spending three months, he took time to repeatedly question different jailers, and finally, he pieced together the complete ecology of the Forbidden Prison.

This included, but was not limited to, the monthly peak-level inspections where remote surveillance methods were used at irregular intervals to oversee the entire prison, the changes that would occur in certain old, deliberately neglected corners of the Forbidden Prison under such circumstances, the overall layout and structure of the Forbidden Prison, and the distribution process for the jailers' restricted items like medicinal pills and magical artifacts...

But in reality, it was just a coincidence, it just happened to be so; even if it were other jailers, Du En would still have guided them step by step, making them understand these pros and cons, causing them to become passively self-aware.

Prescribing the right medicine for the illness, in the fourth month, after Gao Feng once again oversaw and inspected the Forbidden Prison, which appeared normal on the surface, Du En once again dispelled the earth-armor wall.

Taking new action!

(End of this chapter)