[Additionally, the Executive Government announced an urban expansion plan this morning. This plan aims to expand urban living spaces while developing and constructing the Scavenger Zone, laying a solid foundation for the future reoccupation and utilization of the Relic Area.]

[It is reported that this plan was actively advocated and promoted by Member of Parliament Wang Xinfa, demonstrating the Executive Government's deep and long-term planning for the city's future development.]

[In the field of science and culture, Hong Guang Pharmaceutical Company is scheduled to hold a high-level academic exchange meeting next week.]

[This event not only brings together many renowned scholars and professors from our zone but also has the honor of inviting Mr. Zuo Bai, the chief star scientist from Eternal Life Technology Biological Co., Ltd. in Zone 6, to join in sharing the latest research results and academic insights.]

[...]

[The above is a summary report of the city news. For more exciting content, please stay tuned for our follow-up reports, where we will continue to bring you the latest information.]

The magnetic male voice from the radio, like a melodious tune, gently echoed inside the carriage.

If Feng Mu was accustomed to listening to radio broadcasts on a daily basis, he might easily recognize this familiar voice—it bore a striking resemblance to the narration in the recently popular ghost story radio program.

As the news broadcast continued, the towering walls of the Second Prison gradually came into Feng Mu's view in the distance.

"This is the granary for my Calamity Iron evolution!" A blend of coldness and fervor surfaced in Feng Mu's eyes as he murmured to himself, "Here I come!"

....

Second Prison, Warden's Office.

Feng Mu stood next to Li Bashan, a trace of astonishment in his eyes as he gazed at the thick glass wall, gaining a profound understanding of the warden's personality.

This triple-layered explosion-proof nano glass wall was far more direct and powerful than any verbal self-introduction.

When people introduce themselves, they naturally embellish or mask certain aspects, but this glass wall did not.

It was pure and flawless, capable of transparently reflecting a person's essence without any concealment.

In front of this wall, any disguise had nowhere to hide. Feng Mu immediately sensed the undeniable caution and fear of death in the warden, Qian Huan.

"As the highest officer of a prison, how can you be so afraid of death? Being this afraid will put me in a difficult position," Feng Mu sighed inwardly. Although he hadn't officially started, he was already planning on how to eliminate the warden in the future.

Don't misunderstand, Feng Mu had no personal grudge against Qian Huan; he purely coveted the position beneath the warden's seat.

In terms that everyone from a previous life would understand—it could be replaced!

As for how to replace him, it simply required two steps: first, kill the opponent, and second, take the vacant position.

Of course, before that, Feng Mu needed to eliminate the squad leader above him, then the division chief, and finally the Prison Chief before taking on the final boss—the warden.

But the process was the same, merely repeated a few times; this was the bright path for newcomers without any background to ascend rapidly in the workplace.

While Feng Mu scrutinized Qian Huan, Qian Huan merely glanced at Feng Mu casually before retracting his gaze and turning to Li Bashan.

In Qian Huan's eyes, the label on Feng Mu was merely "Li Bashan's junior brother," a pawn he could use to recruit Li Bashan and use against Zhou Hu.

Qian Huan didn't care about Feng Mu at all; in fact, he had already faintly considered Feng Mu a dead man in his heart. Little did he know, the newcomer standing before him was full of rebellion and had already marked him with the same "dead man" label.

"Bashan, I've approved the employment procedures. Later, you can take him to report to the First Prison," Qian Huan said warmly.

Li Bashan, expressionless, grumbled, "Please assign Feng Mu to the B division of the First Prison under my supervision, Warden."

Qian Huan paused, showing a troubled expression, "Bashan, for this, you'll need to communicate with Zhou Hu. I can't interfere in the First Prison's internal staffing; it's against protocol."

Not waiting for Li Bashan to object, Qian Huan sighed, "I want to reform the Second Prison's system, but steps must be taken gradually to avoid causing unrest in the prison. Bashan, you must understand my difficulties."

Li Bashan frowned. He could sense Qian Huan wasn't lying but also keenly felt the stench emanating from Qian Huan's pores.

Feng Mu, not wanting Li Bashan to disrespect the warden, interjected sensibly, "Warden, do not be angry. My senior brother is just worried I may not adapt to the prison work at first. However, please trust that I am fully mentally prepared for this and am willing to follow the prison's arrangements."

Upon hearing this, Qian Huan finally turned his gaze to Feng Mu, scrutinizing him for a few moments before showing a gentle smile, amiably saying:

"Very well, go report in at ease and start your work. If you encounter any significant challenges that seem insurmountable, you are welcome to report them to me."

Seeing that his junior brother had his ideas, Li Bashan relaxed his eyebrows and took him to report to the First Prison.

As the specially replaced metal door slowly closed with a dull thud, Qian Huan finally reached up to gently wipe the cold sweat from the back of his neck, his face grave and brooding.

He murmured softly in confusion:

"It's strange, I've added a triple-layer explosion-proof glass wall, yet after the conversation with Li Bashan, I still felt a chill down my spine, the sense of danger more intense than before."

From an early age, Qian Huan possessed a keen intuition for danger, which was crucial even though he dreaded death. Despite this, he eventually followed family directives to transfer to the unique Second Prison in Zone 9.

Gazing at the nearly hand-thick explosion-proof glass wall, Qian Huan temporarily dismissed the idea of further thickening, for fear of ridicule if the news spread.

He then picked up the phone on his desk, steadily dialing the landline, calmly instructing:

"Notify the security department to contact the explosion-proof glass supplier and arrange for after-sales technicians to conduct a comprehensive test. I need to confirm whether there's a quality issue or any defective products."

There was silence on the other end; just as Qian Huan suspected a phone failure, a weary voice finally came through: "Yes, Warden."

Qian Huan frowned slightly, displeased with the call delay, and continued:

"The delay is far too severe; it does not comply with emergency—no, with work requirements. Have someone replace the landline for me."

On the other end: "…"

Gently hanging up the phone, Qian Huan's peripheral view unintentionally brushed over a resume on the table.

He glanced at Feng Mu's ID photo, sighing, "This photo is quite well taken, but it looks more like a tailored memorial portrait."

Sighing, Qian Huan casually tossed the resume into a drawer,

"Alas, given Zhou Hu's vengeful and irritable nature, I bet you won't last a week...hm, Zhou Hu, I've sent the person to you, don't let me down."

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