Qinchuan glanced at the black shackles on Qiu Ze's wrists and whispered, "So it's called the Devil's Lock."
"My name is Qiu Ze."
"My name is Qinchuan."
Qinchuan looked at Qiu Ze sitting across from him and asked curiously, "How long have you been locked up?
When will the director see you? "
Other than Xu Mo, who was locked up with Qinchuan, there was only Qiu Ze sitting across from him. That was to say, according to the order, the director had to see Qiu Ze first. So if he could find out when Qiu Ze would see the director, he could calculate the approximate time he would leave here.
Hearing Qinchuan's question, Qiu Ze looked at Qinchuan strangely and said in a low voice, "You asked a very strange question."
Qinchuan was slightly stunned and asked in confusion, "What's strange about it?"
"You're the first person who wants to see the director after being locked up here."
Qiu Ze glanced at Qinchuan quietly. "This is the fourth year I've been locked up here. Not to mention the director, I haven't even seen the people at the bottom of the Supervisory Department!"
Qinchuan looked at Qiu Ze with astonishment. "You've been locked up here for four years and haven't seen the director?
How could this be? "
"You're still young and don't know anything. You must be a newcomer who's here to take the Heir of Kunlun Field exam this year."
Qiu Ze had an ugly smile on his face. "You're really something to be locked up here as soon as you arrive at the Center of Kunlun Field."
At this time, Qinchuan could no longer keep his cool. He asked Qiu Ze seriously, "Senior, can you explain the situation here to me in detail?"
Qiu Ze grinned and said to Qinchuan, "Do you know why we're in the seventh prison?"
Qinchuan thought for a moment, then replied, "Because the first six prisons are already full?"
Qiu Ze nodded and said to Qinchuan, "You're right. There are a total of ten prisons in the Supervision Department. Only when the first one is full will the next one be opened. We are the seventh one, which means that there are 60,000 people in front of us. Even if we exclude those who have died, there are still about 40,000 people left."
Hearing this number, Qinchuan seemed to have thought of something, and the expression on his face suddenly became ugly. He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, are you trying to tell me that the director will meet us one by one in order?"
If that was really the case, then wouldn't his number be at least forty thousand?
Qiu Ze smiled strangely and said to Qinchuan, "That's not the most important thing. The most important thing is that the director only sees one prisoner every day and doesn't work overtime on weekends."
This time, Qinchuan was completely stunned. According to Qiu Ze, wouldn't he have to wait almost seventy thousand days before he could see the director?!
Seventy thousand days, that was nearly two hundred years!
Seeing Qinchuan stunned on the spot, Qiu Ze was not surprised at all. When he first found out about this situation, he almost went crazy. Qinchuan's performance was already considered relatively calm.
"You're a little better than us. At least you're not wearing a Devil Lock." Qiu Ze smiled. "Maybe you can live until the day you see the director."
This sounded like good news, but Qinchuan was not happy at all. If he was really imprisoned here for two hundred years, he would definitely go crazy!
No, maybe he would go crazy in just a hundred years!
"Is there no way to get out of here as soon as possible?" Qinchuan asked anxiously. "Is there any other way besides waiting?"
He still had so many important things to do. There were so many people outside who cared about him and missed him. He absolutely could not be imprisoned here like this. He had to find a way out!
"Of course there is."
Qiu Ze smiled and said to Qinchuan, "As long as you have a strong enough background in the Heir Center, as long as the important person is willing to take the risk for you, then you may be able to see the director and leave here in advance. However, this depends on how serious the mistake you made is.
Take me for example. I accidentally damaged a public spacecraft and was unable to pay for the repair costs, so I was locked up. "
Qinchuan's expression suddenly became ugly. He said in a low voice, "When I participated in the assessment, I destroyed 18 small teleportation portals."
Hearing Qinchuan's words, Qiu Ze was stunned. He stared at Qinchuan with wide eyes for a long time before saying, "Awesome!"
Looking at Qiu Ze's shocked expression, Qinchuan smiled bitterly and asked, "The mistake I made must be very serious, right?"
"Do you know how much resources it costs to build a small teleportation portal?
Not to mention repairing a public spacecraft, it's more than enough to buy a brand-new one!
Unless someone in the House of Lords wants to protect you, you can forget about getting out of here for the rest of your life! "
"What is the House of Lords?"
"The House of Lords is the highest authority in the Heir Center. Everyone who can enter the House of Lords is at least a terrifying existence in the late stage of the Nascent Soul Stage!
And the speaker of the House of Lords is a cultivator in the peak stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. He is the sky of the Heir Center! "
Qinchuan could not help but fall silent. He was just a small character with no background. It was simply a dream for him to get the help of a member of the House of Lords in the Heir Center!
Seeing Qinchuan's silence, Qiu Ze sighed and said, "Boy, don't even think about getting out of here. You can't get out of here for the rest of your life unless you get a general pardon, but that's too difficult."
Hearing Qiu Ze's words, Qinchuan asked in a low voice, "What's a general pardon?"
Qiu Ze explained to Qinchuan, "When a cultivator in the peak stage of the Nascent Soul Stage appears in the Heir Center, the whole world will celebrate and there will be a general pardon. Prisoners like us who are locked up here will be able to see the light of day again. But this condition is too harsh. You have to know that the last time a cultivator in the peak stage of the Nascent Soul Stage appeared in the Heir Center was 700 years ago!
At least before I came in, I didn't hear of any member of the House of Lords who had the hope of breaking through to the peak stage of the Nascent Soul Stage. "
"Thank you for answering my question, senior."
Qinchuan pursed his lips and did not ask any more questions. He turned and walked to the open space in the center of the cell, sat down cross-legged, and began to cultivate.
Seeing Qinchuan begin to cultivate, Qiu Ze couldn't help but have a subtle look in his eyes. Qinchuan was definitely the first person who could cultivate peacefully in such a place. However, in his opinion, Qinchuan's calmness was only temporary. It wouldn't be long before Qinchuan lost his patience and broke down.
He wanted to see how long Qinchuan would have his first emotional breakdown after being locked up and how long it would take for him to settle down again.
However, what Qiu Ze did not expect was that Qinchuan did not move at all after cultivating for a whole month!