His conversation with Xiao Hei was not hidden from these four individuals.

And among these four, apart from Song Jie who always wore a smile, none were particularly talkative.

Witnessing the exchange between Jiang Ye and Xiao Hei, they not only didn't dare to interrupt but were clearly in a state of stunned confusion.

However, Jiang Ye noticed that when Xiao Hei mentioned "Exile City," Song Jie and Qi Anlin's breathing noticeably hitched.

Clearly, they knew of this place.

Yet, there was no mention of it in the information Song Jie had previously revealed.

Jiang Ye thought for a moment, then, under the somewhat nervous gazes of the four, turned his eyes back to Xiao Hei, raising an eyebrow as he asked:

"These four people..."

Xiao Hei also glanced at them, his tone casual. "Master, don't worry."

"Lives in the Land of Exile are simply worthless."

These words clearly implied silencing them for good.

And hearing this, Song Jie and the others, aside from their existing nervousness, showed no surprise or panic.

It seemed they also agreed with Xiao Hei's statement—

Their lives really were worthless.

So worthless that even they themselves had given up on begging for mercy.

Jiang Ye pondered for a moment, then changed his question. "Can they go to Exile City?"

Upon hearing this, surprise and shock finally flashed in the eyes of Song Jie and the others. They looked at Jiang Ye as if seeing a ghost.

Xiao Hei's tone remained indifferent. "Of course they can."

Jiang Ye thought it over, then stored the survival stones obtained from selling those two drops of blood into his prison watch.

Thus, his execution time skyrocketed by 1 day.

He then said to Xiao Hei, "I am indeed interested in visiting Exile City, but since I have time now anyway, I'll spend a day playing around in this school first."

"Conveniently, I have one day's worth of time on hand."

"So, shall I come find you again at this time tomorrow to go to Exile City?"

Xiao Hei was naturally very obedient to his master, nodding without hesitation.

In fact, with a turn of his hand, he took out another 5 grade-level survival stones. Handing them to Jiang Ye, he didn't forget to advise:

"The countdown time in the watch isn't just the player's life;it's also the universally recognized currency within the context of this Doomsday Prison."

"Here is five years' worth of time. Master, spend it as you please."

"However..."

He thought for a moment, then specifically warned:

"Master, it's best not to use Exile Fruits, and be careful not to get tainted with exile aura when using any items."

"Once tainted, it will be very troublesome when going to other 'cities' later."

"Hmm, also, don't touch the food in the cafeteria."

This was a question Jiang Ye had been meaning to ask. "I indeed don't plan to eat it."

"But right now, I'm feeling a very distinct sense of hunger."

"And as I left the cafeteria, this hunger has grown increasingly intense. I even have a very clear feeling—I want to eat meat."

Yes, not just wanting to eat something.

But wanting to eat meat.

Just like the memory of the Auntie stolen during the bus incident.

It felt like living in the sixties, having barely eaten meat a few times since childhood, driven almost mad with craving...

Regarding this issue, Xiao Hei continued only after placing the 5 grade-level survival stones into Jiang Ye's hand:

"This kind of hunger is indeed tormenting."

"But in the Land of Exile, there really aren't many good things to eat that don't have side effects..."

"So this hunger mostly has to be endured."

"Another way to barely suppress the hunger is to farm 'Retribution,' farm 'Merit,' farm 'Virtue.'"

"Master, when you go to Exile City, the hunger should ease somewhat."

"Aside from that, you can use these five grade-level survival stones separately."

"Your time base is small, so each time you gain a large amount of time, you'll feel a peculiar sense of satisfaction."

"This satisfaction can dilute some of the hunger."

Since he said so, Jiang Ye tried using one grade-level survival stone.

A year's worth of time instantly poured into the prison watch on his wrist.

His execution time jumped from just over 1 day to 1 year and 1 day in an instant!

Just as Xiao Hei said, a powerful wave of satisfaction instantly swept through his entire body.

Jiang Ye felt...

Not only was his hunger diluted, but his whole person felt refreshed and invigorated.

He even began to suspect if he had undergone some marrow-cleansing body transformation? Why did he feel so much lighter?

While experiencing this satisfaction, Jiang Ye's gaze towards the watch on his wrist grew somewhat complicated.

This watch that couldn't be removed...

Seemed to control many things.

Hunger, satisfaction...

And this current feeling of lightness.

Jiang Ye's eyes swept around.

Since entering the school, he hadn't seen those mechanical eyeballs called Enforcers again.

But...

Looking at the watch in his hand, he asked Xiao Hei:

"This kind of watch that all players must wear, it should also be a special type of 'Enforcer,' right?"

Xiao Hei hesitated, then nodded. "The watch indeed possesses functions far exceeding those of Enforcers."

Meaning, it might be some kind of existence that even surpasses the Enforcers!

Jiang Ye asked further, "Can players remove this watch after receiving 'Pardon'?"

Xiao Hei shook his head. "Pardon alone isn't enough to remove it. Only by going to the inner city of a normal city and obtaining some specific authority or status is it possible to escape the watch's control."

Jiang Ye nodded thoughtfully, then chatted with Xiao Hei for a while longer, asking many questions.

They talked until almost 1 PM.

Then, this office named "Jiazi," dedicated to blood selling, was knocked on again.

Clearly, more people had come to sell blood.

Xiao Hei pondered briefly, then transformed back into his original old man appearance.

Then, he rolled up his left sleeve. The withered flesh on his arm was instantly covered with a layer of black scales.

He casually plucked one off and handed it to Jiang Ye. "Stick this on your forehead. It has the effects of concealing aura, invisibility, and a protective shield."

"If you encounter anyone with no eyes, you can also show this black scale."

Jiang Ye nodded. While sticking the black scale to his forehead, he unceremoniously used [Grudge Memory] again.

Perhaps because Xiao Hei didn't guard against him, or maybe sticking it to the forehead made memory theft more effective?

The memory stolen this time was noticeably longer than before!

Jiang Ye stood there in a daze.

Song Jie and the others thought for a moment, then stood guard beside him.

Meanwhile, Xiao Hei said "Come in" to the person knocking outside.

This time, four people entered, leading two others, making six in total.

The leader had a similar temperament to Qi Anlin, looking very fierce and difficult to get along with.

The key point was that his Glyph Pattern was directly displayed on his face—a large circle around his eye sockets, making his entire face appear even more ferocious and menacing.

He looked like a certain "boss" from the underworld in a specific historical context.

This "boss" obviously knew Song Jie and the others.

His gaze swept over Song Jie and Qi Anlin, finally landing on Jiang Ye as well.

Jiang Ye had his hand pressed against his forehead, appearing lost in thought, his external condition unclear.

But this fierce "boss" clearly recognized that Jiang Ye was brought here to sell blood.

So he didn't care and wouldn't ask. Withdrawing his gaze, he directly led the people behind him forward, stating their intention to sell blood.

Xiao Hei's attitude was the same as before—not polite, impatient, casually tossing out two blood-testing tools.

The two "newcomers" dragged here to sell blood did not receive the treatment Jiang Ye got from Song Jie.

With one glance from the fierce "boss," he said coldly, "Used a blood glucose meter before? Prick your finger, test the blood quality, and you'll get a quote."

And Jiang Ye, immersed in Xiao Hei's grudge memory, had his perception of the outside world weakened, so he didn't notice—

Among these two newcomers, the one who looked particularly young...

Was none other than He Yuliang, who, like Zhou Qiming, came from the black ice domain!

When they first met in the apartment, He Yuliang looked like a middle schooler. His uniquely youthful appearance left a deep impression on Jiang Ye.

And now, entering this school, he still looked quite young.

Song Jie couldn't help but stare at him, suddenly saying with a smile, "This newcomer looks pretty good."

The fierce "boss" also looked at He Yuliang with a complicated gaze.

But he took the opportunity to glance at Jiang Ye again, asking Song Jie, "The newcomer you brought this time..."

The words weren't explicit, but his eyes conveyed some information.

Song Jie didn't answer either, giving a reply with just a look.

Clearly, among this batch of newcomers, some unusual individuals seemed to have appeared.

Not just Jiang Ye.

He Yuliang's initial time wasn't much either.

And his crime was also Intentional Homicide.

Of course, he also possessed innate talent...

He Yuliang felt fear towards these perverted veteran players in his heart.

He had also noticed Jiang Ye but didn't recognize him.

When Jiang Ye entered the school, his appearance had changed to that of a youth.

He looked somewhat similar to Zhou Qiming, but Jiang Ye had his hand pressed against his forehead, holding the black scale, covering his face, so He Yuliang couldn't recognize him.

He didn't dare to be picky about the needle either. After pricking his finger and testing his blood quality, Xiao Hei stated matter-of-factly:

"Blood quality is good. 100cc can be exchanged for 600 minutes."

The other unfamiliar youth seemed to have consumed an Exile Fruit. The test result was: "100cc can be exchanged for 120 minutes."

"You two, how much blood are you planning to sell?"

The youth who had consumed the Exile Fruit seemed dissatisfied with this result, muttering under his breath, "The difference... why is it so big?"

Xiao Hei lifted his gaze with a look.

The youth's face instantly paled. Of course, he didn't dare to question a senior that even Student Council members wouldn't dare to provoke.

So, the youth quickly turned to He Yuliang, negotiating with him:

"We're somewhat fated, right? How about we pool our blood to sell together?"

"This blood-selling part, clearly your blood is more valuable, so let's just sell yours."

"When we use the sewing machines later, we'll also need blood. We'll use mine then."

"I won't take advantage of you. You give me 200cc of your blood to sell, and later at the sewing machines, I'll return 2100cc to you."

The fierce "boss" glanced at the two of them, a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes, but he didn't interrupt.

Xiao Hei also sat there calmly, appearing like a simple service staff, seemingly indifferent to whether the blood-selling deal went through.

He Yuliang, however, directly frowned.

He hadn't consumed an Exile Fruit, nor had he eaten human flesh.

The price of his valuable blood was that his strength was likely the weakest among those present.

If a conflict really broke out, he couldn't beat anyone.

But honestly, he didn't want to trade according to this stranger's proposal.

Although guided by veteran players, they knew the afternoon sewing class would require blood.

But exactly how it would be used was still uncertain...

He Yuliang remained silent for a moment, then said:

"I can sell an extra 200cc of blood, but the time gained must come to me first."

"When we use the sewing machines, if I'm truly short of blood, I'm willing to buy your blood at a price of 200 minutes per 100cc." 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Saying this, he felt even more that the blood used for the sewing machines might be different from simply selling blood.

Otherwise, if all players' blood had different prices, wouldn't everyone just use cheap blood for the sewing machines?

And wouldn't such behavior be blatantly competing with this old man in charge of blood selling?

He Yuliang glanced at the old man, only to see him looking indifferent, completely unconcerned with how they sold their blood.

Instead...

He Yuliang noticed the old man's gaze occasionally sweeping towards the youth who had his hand pressed against his forehead?

Jiang Ye was now slowly coming back to his senses from the grudge memory.

This time, the period of disorientation was quite long.

And the memory scenes he saw were even more extensive!

In this memory, Xiao Hei seemed to have been a black snake from the very beginning!

Because the perspective in the memory was very low, looking like the viewpoint of a snake-like creature crawling on the ground.

It was crawling through a stretch of yellow sand when it was attacked and captured.

The tool used to capture it was likely a specially made hunting tool.

A kind of fine thread that the snake's eyes seemingly couldn't see, densely wrapping around its entire body.

The more the snake body struggled, the more the threads cut painfully into its flesh.

And this pain would intensify madly with any bodily movement.

So the black snake didn't dare move anymore, feeling that even breathing was painful.

The human who captured it casually lifted it by its tail.

Just being swung by the tail a few times like that, the little black snake was in unbearable agony, directly sticking out its tongue and fainting.

When it woke again, it was from the pain.

All the scales on its body had been plucked!

The exposed flesh made the original little black snake look like a little red snake.

This bare state meant any touch, including the air, could cause the little black snake unbearable pain.

And the pain from those densely packed threads invading its physical body during capture also remained.

Intense pain bred intense hatred.

The little black snake's hatred at this time was almost born alongside the pain.

Afterwards, its sensitive flesh-and-blood body was soaked in a sealed container resembling a wine jar.

Then, along with the sealed wine jar, it was buried underground.

In extreme pain, it felt as if sealed away.

It could barely perceive the passage of time, yet in the darkness, it forged eyes capable of night vision.

And, like a frog in gradually heated water, it actually adapted to the pain of being skinned and used for brewing wine.

Until who knows how long later, when it saw daylight again, it heard an exclamation:

"Huh? This snake actually isn't dead!"

Then, surprise turned to delight.

"And this medicinal wine..."

Then, delight turned to terror.

The little black snake crawled out of the opened wine jar and immediately went on a rampage!

In the memory's perspective, only the snake body suddenly enlarging was seen.

The scales that had been completely plucked before had regrown, seemingly even stronger!

Each scale gleamed with a sharp, cold light, as keen as a blade's edge.

Combined with that massive serpent body, a simple coil could easily harvest many lives!