On the other side.
A remote outskirts of the capital.
This place was very secluded. On the surface, it appeared to be just a village. However, upon closer inspection, one could notice that while the villagers were simple and honest, their eyes occasionally revealed a sharp glint.
The village looked dilapidated. Although the ground had been recently developed and paved with cement roads, chickens, ducks, and sheep roamed freely, leaving droppings everywhere, creating a serene rural atmosphere.
It was just after lunch.
Every household had finished their midday meal. Many middle-aged and elderly people sat under the shade of large trees in their courtyards, enjoying the cool breeze.
At this moment.
A series of roars echoed, disrupting the villagers' leisure. As if pre-trained, they immediately looked up at the sky. It was an armed helicopter, and the roaring sound came from its rotors.
Upon seeing the insignia of the Wei Dao Division on the armed helicopter.
Instantly.
The villagers withdrew their gazes, acting as if nothing had happened. There was no curiosity or gossip; they continued to enjoy the shade and chat amongst themselves.
This scene was remarkable.
Considering this was not a big city, even in a large city, anyone seeing an armed helicopter would look up and take a second glance, perhaps even gather to watch. Yet, the villagers here did not. Not only did they not gather, but they appeared unfazed, as if they were accustomed to it.
Soon.
The helicopter landed on the village's central lawn. As the cabin door opened, Zhang Wei stepped out.
At this moment.
"Hello, please present your credentials for being here."
A young villager in a vest, carrying a hoe, walked forward.
Seeing this.
If it weren't for the fact that someone accompanying Zhang Wei had reminded him before their arrival, Zhang Wei would have believed that rural areas had become very militarized, requiring credentials to enter a village. However, he knew that this was not because the village was militarized, but rather because it was not a village at all, merely appearing to be one on the surface.
Following this.
After producing an identification card, Zhang Wei surveyed the village, which was full of rustic charm. He looked at the scene of a village that had just prospered and modernized, and he couldn't help but murmur to himself:
"No wonder they say the Wei Dao Division's prison security is renowned worldwide, impenetrable. Not only can you not get into the prison, but some people wouldn't even be able to find it, let alone attack it."
While he was lost in thought.
The rural youth, sensing Zhang Wei's actions, smiled and said:
"Are you surprised that this place is actually the Wei Dao Division's prison?"
As soon as he spoke.
Zhang Wei smiled and nodded:
"Yes, who would have thought that the famous Wei Dao Division prison would look like a village."
"Haha, that's how you keep people in the dark. Forget attacking the prison, others can't even find it, so how can they attack."
The rural youth smiled proudly.
Zhang Wei nodded noncommittally. As if recalling something, he glanced around at the villagers and asked curiously:
"Speaking of which, you all look no different from villagers. Have you ever encountered passing travelers asking for lodging, or have any ghosts come here to hunt?"
"Of course, we have. This is near the capital, after all. There are always travelers. Sometimes, for various reasons, like their car breaking down, they stay overnight, and we always welcome them. After all, we are simple villagers."
Upon saying this.
The rural youth smiled and said:
"Of course, there are also some foolish ghosts who come to eat us. They don't dare to eat people in the capital, but here in the village, they do. However, their fate, you understand, they become fertilizer for our flower beds."
Zhang Wei chuckled upon hearing this:
"Let alone the ghosts being unlucky, those travelers probably never imagined that they weren't actually lodging in a village, but experiencing a stay in a prison."
Along the way.
Zhang Wei chatted with the rural youth, exchanging pleasantries, and arrived at the home of the person he called the village chief.
"Mr. Zhang, this is the entrance to the prison. Let's go, the prison warden is already waiting for you downstairs."
The rural youth pushed open the village chief's door, walked into the courtyard, and proceeded towards the village chief's main entrance. He led Zhang Wei to open a cabinet door in the village chief's house. When the door opened, it revealed an elevator.
Regarding this.
Zhang Wei's eyes flickered, knowing that the Wei Dao Division's prison was underground, and the village was the first layer of superficial defense.
Not long after.
As the elevator doors opened.
Looking outside the elevator doors, there was no trace of simplicity. Instead, it was a spacious, high-tech corridor. Zhang Wei had arrived at the first underground level of the Wei Dao Division prison.
However.
Before he could observe the prison, Zhang Wei looked at the four people standing by the elevator.
At the same time.
The white-haired elder leading the four, smiled and extended his hand to Zhang Wei:
"Hello, Zhang Wei, I am Sun Jianyun, the warden of the Wei Dao Division. You look younger than I imagined. Old Wang was right; you truly have a distinguished demeanor."
Zhang Wei shook his hand friendly:
"Warden Sun is too kind. It's Mr. Wang who is praising me; I'm not that good."
"Haha, if praising someone who subdued four Ghost Kings and killed four fallen angels in Hawaii is considered praise, then there's nothing left to compliment."
Sun Jianyun said, without dwelling on the matter. After introducing Zhang Wei to the deputy warden and others beside him, he was about to personally escort Zhang Wei on a tour of the prison.
Subsequently.
He led Zhang Wei out of the corridor and into a spacious circular area resembling a Roman Colosseum. The area was vast, with a wide central activity space. Along the edges of the circular area, there were seven levels, with a separate cell on each level.
"Don't let this fool you into thinking these are seven levels of cells; this is actually the first underground prison. It houses ghosts and ghost exorcists with lighter criminal offenses who can be educated."
In his speech.
Sun Jianyun introduced enthusiastically and even took him to see a few cells on the seventh level.
Unfortunately.
The inmates imprisoned on this level were too weak, only at the initial stage of Red-Robed fierce ghosts.
"Warden Sun, why are the inmates here so weak? Are the powerful ones all locked up on the next level? I heard from friends that the Wei Dao Division prison holds many powerful inmates, including half-step Ghost Kings, and even Ghost Kings."
"That's certainly the case, but those levels of inmates are all confined to the third underground level."
Sun Jianyun heard this and glanced at Zhang Wei, smiling:
"Indeed, with your strength, coming to visit the first underground level to see these weak inmates probably won't pique your interest. You're here at the prison, likely wanting to see those powerful inmates, right?"
In his view, Zhang Wei's desire to visit the prison was probably to see the legendary inmates held there, each of whom was a notorious top-tier criminal.
Zhang Wei nodded noncommittally. He glanced at the inmates on the first underground level and said directly:
"That's right. The ghosts on this first underground level are too weak. I might not even need a finger; perhaps a sneeze would kill them. To put it arrogantly, they really don't interest me. I'd rather take out the trash than look at them."
His voice was not loud.
But the group of ghost inmates that Sun Jianyun had brought out for Zhang Wei to see were all stunned.
[Ding! Ghost inmates... Damn it, they've been offended!]
[Host has gained System Points +300]
Following the system prompt.
Zhang Wei's heart filled with a smile.
Although these inmates were weak, even a mosquito's leg is still meat.
At this moment.
Sun Jianyun's voice came:
"Haha, you're right. Then I'll take you to see those legendary inmates."
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