Abundant Martial Arts Virtue
Chapter 280 - 248 Little Wu’s New Boat Settings!_2

Chapter 280: Chapter 248 Little Wu’s New Boat Settings!_2

"Must we add settings based on ’role-playing’?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Exactly." Nina replied.

"Can we directly cause the outsiders to die?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Invalid! This is the Imperial Prison, all laws need a certain sequence to guide them, and it’s not possible to kill anyone without a reason," Nina replied.

She added, "Rather than thinking about how to make the laws kill, it’s better to think about how to increase strength. Merely setting overly ’evil’ laws is not a good thing, Imperial Prison will also become wary of you."

"Then, what kind of settings should we add to make Imperial Prison accept us?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Naturally, settings that are beneficial to the stability, continuation, and development of the world, Imperial Prison will definitely accept them," Nina said without a second thought.

Wu Xiaode glanced at the three Demon Gods.

—Have these three Demon Kings do something beneficial to the world’s stability, continuation, and development?

Once they are transported there, they’ll immediately try to escape!

If they don’t kill anyone in the process, it will already be a mercy.

Tsk.

Not easy to handle.

The three Demon Gods were watching Little Wu and Nina, having heard the two’s discussion.

"This little girl... just who is she sacred?"

Abraham looked at Nina with awe and said.

He had always thought Wu Xiaode was taking care of this little girl for some other reason, but now it seemed she was the truly terrifying entity.

"Don’t ask, just know that she is now on our side," Satan adjusted his glasses and spoke deeply.

He continued, "Little Wu, this time I am very weak, I might be done for; you must help me."

—He didn’t say anything about compensation or beseech, he simply stated this.

But Wu Xiaode knew that for him to say such a thing was already quite difficult.

Wu Xiaode lowered his head, lost in thought.

No one spoke anymore.

Until—

"There’s one more minute before they are transported," Nina reminded.

Wu Xiaode slowly raised his head and said, "Implement the following setting and add it to today’s Imperial Prison’s defense settings."

"Speak," Nina said.

"Our setting is called: ’Growth.’"

"—After doing deeds that are beneficial to the world and sentient beings, one will gain growth points; after accumulating a certain number of growth points, one can increase their character’s strength and even change their profession."

Upon hearing this, Nina immediately said, "This setting works! It’s completely beneficial to the world and sentient beings, and it is advantageous for the stability of Imperial Prison!"

"Let’s do that!"

Wu Xiaode turned to the three Demon Gods and earnestly said, "Are you listening? Remember this setting; you have one day to grow—"

"Put your best effort into doing good deeds, by tomorrow night, you will have to partake in life and death with those six Demon Kings."

"Okay, thanks for pulling me along," Satan said with a smile.

"One day’s time, I can do quite a few good deeds, although I’ve never tried before," Abraham said.

"See you later," Cold Beauty said looking at him.

With a swish—

The three figures flashed and disappeared from the Demon Palace.

Simultaneously.

Wu Xiaode and Nina also vanished.

...

Real time.

Evening.

Six-thirty-one.

Imperial Prison.

Within a certain death row inmate’s cell.

A middle-aged man wearing a white tank top, large shorts, and flip-flops quietly appeared.

"Ah, what would you like to eat tonight?"

A voice came from beside him.

The middle-aged man turned his head to look.

He saw a prison guard standing outside the iron bars, looking at the two death row inmates inside the cell.

"I would like to eat... eat a sea fish," another death row inmate said.

"Alright, sea fish it is. And you?" the guard looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man fell into thought.

——Is this a situation where you’re directly given an identity based on your role in the world?

"Buddy, the execution is tonight. Tell us what you want to eat."

Another prisoner on death row urged.

The middle-aged man’s mouth curved slightly upward as he spoke, "I didn’t expect such a benefit. Please get me a strawberry-flavored ice cream."

"Alright, just one ice cream?" the prison guard asked.

"Could I have two?"

"Yes."

"Then two, thank you very much."

The prison guard nodded and walked away.

The middle-aged man returned to his bed and sat down.

He had been in a bit of a rush earlier and forgot something.

——I wonder what kind of role cards Little Wu and that girl obtained.

However, the immediate priority was not to contact them.

It was to hurry and escape the fate of death, continually do good deeds, earn points, and increase his power.

That meant, during the escape, he shouldn’t kill anyone.

Besides that...

He looked toward the prisoner opposite him.

It was a gaunt man, sweating profusely and fidgeting, enveloped in despair over his impending fate.

Satan closed his eyes, taking a deep breath.

How long had it been since he dealt with such a mortal?

These sinful souls had merely been Hell’s Currency at his fingertips in the past, their wails and pains being excellent accompaniments to Hell.

Even if imprisoned in the Demon God’s palace, these souls were just ingredients for ice cream, and not even tasty ones.

——But now everything was different.

To do good deeds... To do things that benefited the world...

The great Mr. Satan stood up, pacing gently, approaching the prisoner, and sat next to him.

"When are we being executed?" he asked.

"I’m scheduled for eight o’clock, and you at quarter past eight," the prisoner shivered as he spoke.

"Listen, my companion and I are ready to break out, we can activate the plan in half an hour, but there’s a little problem now. If you can stand out, draw the guards’ attention, and delay them for a while — I’ll take you with me," Satan said.

"Persuade" activated!

"Really?" The prisoner’s eyes suddenly sparkled.

"I guarantee it’s true. Now, do you have any way to get the guards’ attention?" Satan asked.

"I’ll hang myself!"

"That’s no good, it means nothing," Satan retorted.

"Then I’ll call a guard over and try to punch him."

"Poor friend, is your life and death to be determined by such child’s play? As a person doomed to die for his sins, don’t you have a better idea?"

"What do you want me to do?"

"I don’t know you, you must think of something yourself. If you can’t think of anything, then just go to your death," Satan said coolly.

The prisoner sat there shivering for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked to the iron door, and knocked on it hard:

"Officer! Officer! I have information about a drug trafficking ring to report!"

Several guards quickly came.

After asking him some questions, the prisoner was immediately taken out.

Satan was left alone in the confinement room.

He sat still for a long while, then suddenly pulled out a card.

On his role card, a line of text quickly appeared:

"Drug trafficking ring’s list obtained by the police."

"You’ve done a good deed."

"Growth points +1."

"Please collect 5 points to improve your character’s level."

"When your level reaches 3, your second skill will be unlocked."

Satan silently watched, then suddenly broke into a smile.

——Doing good deeds seems not so hard.

He stood up, walked to the iron gate, and again faced a choice.

Should he break out immediately, or wait until the strawberry ice cream arrived?

Satan hesitated.

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