In order to allow prisoners to do their best to create benefits for the official management organization, the official management of prisons is tight on the outside and loose on the inside. In addition to having no freedom and behaviors need to be regulated, the prison is equivalent to a unique "city in the city" in the base. Even major businesses and merchants have opened stores in prisons. As long as you have money, you can buy anything here.

Under the commercial management model, in addition to earning "atonement money" to offset the sentence period, prisoners also have a share of the tasks that are nearly 1:1 free of charge with the atonement money. If it cannot be completed, the sentence will even increase.

In addition, even the imprisonment rooms in the prison have to be charged "rental", let alone food, clothing, and use. In this prison where money is paramount, if you don't work hard, you might have been sentenced to only one year, but after the sentence expires, it will be increased to 10 years. You will never think of it in this life.

The nutrient blocks that Han Biao snatched before were actually ordered collectively by other prisoners using the money they earned, and were not the "free meal" of the prison.

This strange "commercialized" prison management model surprised Han Biao. In this way, wouldn't those rich guys be lawless?

Although it sounds incredible, it is normal in d.87. Otherwise, under the suppression of the official management agency of the base with a strong armed force, how could there be so many powerful organizations of large and small?

To put it bluntly, the official is taking advantage of the conflicts between these people to seek benefits for themselves. As long as you don’t make too much trouble, the Chief of the General Manager who manages the entire base will be happy to cooperate with them.

Back from the cell area on the first floor of the underground, Han Biao glanced around in surprise. It turned out to be an extremely empty area, but it was even more chaotic than the garbage area. The dense crowd walked around between the low buildings, clamoring for something from time to time. Aircraft of all sizes were rising and falling, and strange "vehicles" moved their thick metal legs, walking slowly like to turtles, making heavy footsteps.

In the distance, steel buildings like mountains stand majestic. Beneath the mottled rust surface is a fragmented bracket structure. In the distance, explosions and flashing fires leaped in the dim background color. The steel walls that were stronger than prisons were covered with large automatic defense turrets. The thick muzzles ejected from time to time, and burst out loudly in the distance, making people's nerves tense involuntarily.

The stunned Han Biao couldn't help but ask Dabobi around him: "Where is this?"
Chapter completed!