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A prisoner who had already been selected glanced nervously at the bald man and whispered in the beautiful woman's ear, "Warden."
The beautiful woman nodded, indicating she understood, and asked, "Special skills?"
"Below the waist," Bald Brother leered, reaching for the beautiful woman's chest. "I'm dying here; let me have some fun..."
The guard was five meters away, seemingly oblivious. Just as Bald Brother's hand was about to make contact, the beautiful woman moved her left hand, grabbing Bald Brother's right hand and twisting it in the opposite direction. His right arm snapped. Before he could scream, the beautiful woman pushed against the table, leaning forward, grabbing Bald Brother by the collar and yanking him backward. The ninety-kilogram man flew over her shoulder and crashed into the wall behind her.
"Wow!" Everyone's eyes widened in shock, but the guard approached calmly, as if he had expected this outcome, and helped drag Bald Brother away.
Cui Ming shared a similar expression with everyone else, but his gaze remained fixed on the beautiful woman's chest. Earlier, due to her exertion, a small hexagonal crystal pendant that she had tucked into her lingerie had slipped out. She casually placed the little crystal back inside her clothing and pointed to the next person in line.
Next to Cui Ming was a prisoner in his fifties who whispered, "Cultivator."
Cultivators were a special group; they didn't seem much different from ordinary people but possessed considerable strength. This was merely hearsay, and most people didn't believe it. At that moment, those nearby thought the woman was simply a natural strongman and skilled fighter; the idea of her being a cultivator seemed far-fetched.
Cui Ming stood up and squatted behind the beautiful woman in line, waiting quietly. The hall was now silent as those seeking to reduce their sentences through atonement began to queue up. They knew full well that the jobs offered by the three recruiters would not be comfortable nine-to-five positions.
The interview process moved quickly until it was Cui Ming's turn. He sat down and stared at the beautiful woman's chest; her tight-fitting lingerie accentuated the outline of the crystal. The beautiful woman asked, "Special skills?"
Her question jolted Cui Ming back to reality. After thinking for a while, he replied seriously, "I can perform magic."
"Oh?" The beautiful woman looked slightly surprised and scrutinized Cui Ming. "Please demonstrate."
The two selected prisoners exchanged glances behind her, hearing the beautiful woman say "please" for the first time. They noticed her expression shift from blank to serious.
Cui Ming closed his eyes, lightly sweeping his left hand in front of the beautiful woman, then opened his eyes and said, "I have already made you forget that you are a lesbian."
The beautiful woman furrowed her brows and replied, "I am not a lesbian."
"You see, you've already forgotten."
"Get lost," she gritted her teeth.
Hey, hey, does she have no sense of humor at all? If it's not her, then why is there that crystal? It seems I need to change my approach.
Cui Ming covered his mouth with his left hand and squeezed out two lines of tears. "Sister, I don't have any special skills, but if I stay here any longer, they'll definitely beat me to death. Please save me. My mom only has one son, and she's been waiting for me to turn my life around, not to bring my corpse for cremation... Sister, please have mercy. One more person doesn't make a difference... just take me away..."
Cui Ming truly portrayed a pitiful character, crying like a heartbroken person, tears and snot flowing freely as he spoke with a choked voice. If the first half of the 'magic' were removed, even the two selected prisoners would likely feel sympathy for him.
The beautiful woman leaned back slightly and asked, "Who is he?"
The two prisoners stared for a while before shaking their heads in unison. "We don't know."
"Of course they don't know. These people have no idea. On my first day here, they stuffed me into the washing machine to kill me. I had no choice... You can ask this Brother Officer; I could only protect myself by assaulting an officer and getting thrown into solitary confinement... I have only a three-month sentence, but I've been in prison for five years... I dare not leave Solitary Confinement; if I do, they'll beat me to death. Today the Warden insists that everyone must attend Atonement Day; I might not even be able to return to Solitary Confinement. Sister, I'm begging you; please save me. I'm willing to sell myself as a slave; I'll do whatever you want..."
The beautiful woman looked at the guard beside her. Cui Ming was a well-known figure among the guards. The guard stepped forward and whispered something in the beautiful woman's ear. She nodded and turned to Cui Ming. "Why are you in prison?"
The guard answered for Cui Ming: "Setting up a poker scam near the police station and even involving an officer in gambling."
"It seems you not only lack any special skills, but your brain isn't functioning well either." This level of intelligence shouldn't be deceiving. Magic? Did he really think everyone else had an IQ as low as his? The beautiful woman thought to herself, observing Cui Ming's hopeful gaze, like a drowning person spotting a lifeline. She nodded, "Go stand behind."
"Thank you, thank you." Cui Ming was overwhelmed with gratitude, bowing repeatedly to the beautiful woman. She waved him off, signaling him not to block the way. He quickly circled around the table and stood behind her, his eyes falling on the pendant hanging at the nape of her neck. It wasn't just any string; it was definitely that crystal—he couldn't be mistaken.
After more than an hour of interviews, Atonement Day came to an end. The beautiful woman had recruited a total of fifteen prisoners. Aside from the slightly emaciated Cui Ming, everyone else was quite robust, including one towering figure who stood at six feet tall and weighed ninety kilograms.
Outside the hall, the fifteen individuals who had completed their paperwork and retrieved their belongings lined up before the beautiful woman. She held a cloth bag in her left hand and stood in front of them for a while before pointing at the giant. "You, you're their leader. Register their names and sentences."
"Understood." The giant stood tall and proud.
"Get in the vehicle!"
The oil resources of Eternal Sphere had been completely depleted thousands of years ago. The primary modes of transportation in Dawn City were trains and electric vehicles, with abundant electrical resources available. They boarded an electric Minibus. The beautiful woman took a seat in the front, where the driver wore a neat uniform. As everyone got on board, Cui Ming found a random spot to sit down. The large man next to him recognized the driver's uniform and darkened his expression. "It's Classical Exploration Company."
Classical Exploration Company was an archaeological exploration firm known for organizing expeditions to dangerous locations in search of Lost Civilization, often bringing back antiques to sell for profit. While not particularly famous among the general public, it held a notorious reputation within prisons and among inmates. Almost every Atonement Day featured Classical Exploration Company, and this time was no exception.
What made Classical Exploration Company infamous was its mortality rate. Over ten years, they had employed prisoners for twenty-five expeditions, resulting in one hundred seventy individuals with a survival rate of 42%, making it the highest death rate among all companies hiring prisoners. However, other jobs weren't much better either; it was precisely because of the risk of death that Atonement Day existed.
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