Otherworldly Desert Dust-Chapter 399 354: The Clever Prison Director

Wu Hen slammed the Evil Spirit from Cell No. 1 heavily onto the ground and stomped on it forcefully with one foot, crushing its blood-red armor of Bone Thorns into pieces.

These Bone Spurs that grew from the Evil Spirit were connected to its internal body, and breaking them meant shattering its bones as well.

The Bloodthorn Evil Spirit let out a wail of agony, especially as Wu Hen's body emanated a strong Holy Breath, a power fatally harmful to them. Not only was their physical form subjected to excruciating pain, but their evil souls were also scorched.

Such a mighty Evil Spirit, yet so miserably tormented.

The felons realized that the person before them was an existence even more fearsome than the Evil Spirits, and now they knew that their cells were not just confinements but protection from those who relished in brutal retaliations.

They turned into a group of frail ladies, fleeing back into their cells.

As the Evil Spirit was disciplined by Wu Hen, the malfunctioning containment system also returned to normal. When the iron pillars with lasers came down, confining them within the narrow cells, the felons finally breathed a sigh of relief; the outside world was indeed terrifying.

"Do you think I would forgive you?" Wu Hen coldly stated.

Just hiding back would suffice?

Were you not all excited just moments ago, revealing your primal desires at the sight of the female chief? Then behave like beasts.

Wu Hen showed no mercy to these scum.

His golden aura, like the raging fire in his chest, turned into streams of golden flames that flew into the cells.

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The cells had a suppression system that also dampened Extraordinary Powers.

However, Wu Hen's golden aura had now become ten times stronger than before. The Forbidden Magnetism of the entire Prison Town could no longer contain Wu Hen's power; the force of the restrictions was directly shattered by him, and the flames of Holy Breath evenly scorched the souls of those felons.

The burning of the soul brought pain beyond the limits of physical endurance. Even the most ferocious criminals were tormented to the point of incontinence, unable to even scream, collapsing in their cells like victims of a malfunctioning electric and fire execution, yet not dead.

"That's enough… We still need to hand them over to the town," Fan Ke realized, understanding that this extraordinary man was acting on her behalf.

They were all heinous criminals, indifferent to any additional charges. Being a public official of the prison system, she naturally couldn't deal with them properly, but Wu Hen wasn't part of their system and could do whatever he wanted.

Wu Hen then retracted his golden fury, returning to his previously refined demeanor.

Only then did the felons realize that here stood an entity even more dreadful than the Evil Spirits.

Extinguishing those continuously burning Holy Flames, Wu Hen carried the barely alive Evil Spirit toward Cell No. 7.

Cell No. 7 was the only one without flames, and the murderer inside hadn't stepped out during the riot, which surprised Wu Hen.

"You attacked Chief Fan before, why didn't you join them in the riot this time?" Wu Hen curiously asked.

"I'm a murderer, not a rapist," the prisoner in cell number seven replied.

"You've maintained your characterization well as just an ordinary murderer… Thank you for your cooperation in capturing the Evil Spirit," Wu Hen said.

The bruised and swollen murderer forced an ugly smile, then said, "You're quite impressive. You should know that a few years back, I too had transcendent abilities, but this land is filled with technology that suppresses such powers. Be careful and protect yourself well, don't let the big shots here discover you, or your fate won't be any better than the prisoners here."

"Okay," Wu Hen nodded.

…

With the Evil Spirit from Cell No. 1 in tow, Wu Hen and Fan Ke headed toward the prison guards' building.

The other guards were still cluelessly investigating, and when Wu Hen dropped the Evil Spirit in front of them, they all expressed their astonishment.

"How did you manage this?" the Prison Guard Captain asked.

At this moment, Prison Director Levi also quickly approached, his gaze sweeping over Fan Ke to ensure she was unharmed, then he relaxed and said, "I saw from the main control room that the fifth-floor prison had lost control, and I was about to enter through the air vent with equipment, but it seems you've already resolved the issue."

"He found the Evil Spirit, subdued it, and also helped us handle a riot," Fan Ke pointed out Wu Hen.

"See, I told you this guy was reliable. I suspected when we caught him that he simply didn't bother to run, not that he couldn't," Prison Director Levi laughed, patting Wu Hen on the shoulder.

Fan Ke briefly described the process of finding the Evil Spirit, then she also had the Prison Director add charges of prison break and assault on prison guards to every felon.

"Cell No. 7 should have a reduced sentence, but he's a murderer, so it hardly makes a difference," stated the Prison Guard Captain.

"Contributions deserve a sentence reduction regardless of whether the person is on death row or not," Prison Director Levi said sternly.

These words earned the respect of the other guards.

Some actions may seem meaningless, but they must be done.

Wu Hen had already had a good impression of the Mayor of Prison Town, knowing him to be an upright person, unlike those he had met before, who self-proclaimed themselves as members of the High-class Human Clan; in comparison, the Prison Director was truly a civilized person.

Moreover, the words of the Prison Director also reminded Wu Hen that he had initially planned to simply go home and sleep, now that the Evil Spirit had been captured.

"Did you watch the footage?" Wu Hen asked the two guards from earlier.

"We only watched half; isn't the Evil Spirit already captured?"

"Better finish watching it, just to be safe," Wu Hen suggested.

"Alright, we'll stay and finish up the work, you guys go rest, it's already so late, thank you for your hard work," the Prison Guard Captain said.

Wu Hen nodded his head; he was not worried that Prison Director Levi would renege on the bounty and planned to come back early in the morning to collect it.

"You should also go rest. Being frightened at night makes it easier for Dark Radiation to take advantage of you," Prison Director Levi told Fan Ke.

"Why don't Miss Fan walk me back? The path from the town to my village is pitch-black, and I'm a bit scared to walk alone," Wu Hen shamelessly said.

The other male prison guards, upon hearing this, burst into laughter, displaying an expression that every man understood.

Fan Ke was speechless.

Evil Spirits respect you, hardened criminals see you as a demonic Buddha, and you say you're afraid of the dark, afraid to walk the rural path?

"But if Miss Fan escorts you home, wouldn't she have to walk back alone to the town at night?" At this point, a young prison guard naively commented.

The older men twitched their mouths, lamenting that there's a reason some men are still called boys.

"So, isn't it better to just bring Miss Fan back to the town intact the next morning?" Prison Director Levi said.

"Hahaha, 'intact'... Chief, you really know how to phrase it."

"Hehehe!"

Fan Ke had already started striding towards the exit of the prison, but the sleazy laughter of these greasy old men still followed her form behind.

She glanced at Wu Hen next to her, also feeling a bit embarrassed by the rowdy old men, unsure of what to say.

But considering that this man had indeed helped her greatly tonight and that she had invited him from his village out of courtesy, she should escort him back.

"Let's go, I'll take you home," Fan Ke said.

"Not so fast, we have to do something else first," Wu Hen said, stopping in his tracks shortly after they had left the prison.

The prison area and the residential area were actually very close.

They had taken only a few steps before reaching the town, and right next to where Wu Hen stopped, there conveniently was an inn.

Fan Ke was full of embarrassed anger. Even if the other party had helped her tremendously, wasn't this a bit too direct?

"You're more familiar with the prison. Is there a way to avoid your colleagues? We need to hide and investigate some more," Wu Hen said.

"Investigate more? But hasn't the Evil Spirit already been captured?" Fan Ke asked, confused.

"If the murderer indeed told the truth, then seeing another prison guard is very strange, isn't it?" Wu Hen said.

Fan Ke pondered for a moment.

The Evil Spirit was a Prisoner in Cell No. 1, that much had been confirmed.

That contradicted what the murderer initially claimed...

After all, they had initially suspected the prison guards as well.

"At first, I also thought that since the prisoner in Cell No. 1 was the Evil Spirit, we should just head back and get some sleep. But the words of the Prison Director reminded me. Some actions, seemingly unnecessary, are actually essential to prevent certain situations..." Wu Hen said.

"Special situations??" Fan Ke asked.

...

Inside the Prison Director's office, Levi was up late handling tedious paperwork.

Deep dark circles had formed under his eyes, and he yawned continuously, occasionally glancing outside the window, wondering when day would break, for the chill of the night was making his joints ache.

"Captain, bring me a pot of tea," Levi called out to the office.

In just a few minutes, the Captain of the Prison Guards walked in with a pot of tea, about to leave when Levi stopped him.

"Did you finish checking the surveillance? Was there anything unusual?" Levi inquired.

"I've looked. There's nothing unusual. That night, indeed it was Lao Zhao who went alone to patrol the fifth floor; everyone else was at their posts and did not leave," the Captain of the Prison Guards responded.

"Oh, that's good then. That rules out the possibility of an Evil Spirit arising from our prison guards," Levi nodded, slowly standing up.

"Yes, if an Evil Spirit had arisen from among our public officers, our entire town would be banished, and you wouldn't be able to return to the city to see your family," the Captain of the Prison Guards said.

"Captain Liao, your words sound like a warning and a threat," Levi laughed.

"Prison Director, you must be muddled from staying up late," the Captain of the Prison Guards said.

The two chatted casually like old friends, mixing unimportant chatter.

But Levi, who had stood up, was already reaching towards the wall next to him, where a shotgun hung.

Captain Liao noticed this movement, and a sinister red arm, almost like venomous snakes emerging from his flesh, began to reveal itself from behind his back!

"Team members have been cleared of suspicion, but where were you last night, my Captain?" Levi, grasping the shotgun, aimed the barrel, bursting with black gunpowder, at the Captain.

"I was feeding my little pet, a small Evil Spirit I've recently cultivated… Lao Zhao saw it, so I had no choice but to kill him. Now that you know, I must kill you too, my clever Prison Director!" Captain Liao grinned, his eyes turning a terrifying deep yellow!