Jiang Ke’er was feeling quite comfortable now.
The prison was fantastic: a free private cell, simple yet nutritionally balanced healthy meals, and most importantly—an unparalleled sense of security.
Here, no wild horses galloped by, nor did any perverted shadows run up to say inexplicable things.
She could finally get a good night’s sleep.
Jiang Ke’er lay on her side on the straw bed, wrapped herself tightly in her robe, and soon drifted off to sleep.
She slept soundly, all the way until noon the next day.
When she woke up, she heard dissatisfied yelling coming from the cell opposite.
“You petty jailers are going too far! How can you make a poor… how can you make me stay opposite that filthy demon?”
Jiang Ke’er groggily opened her eyes, sat up, and looked through the barred door at the opposite cell.
A man in a prisoner’s uniform was pointing at Jiang Ke’er, arguing with a jailer, who impatiently pushed him into the cell.
During the struggle, the man’s flowing long hair on top of his head flew off with a “whoosh~.”
Revealing a shiny, bald head underneath, reflecting the surrounding light, as conspicuous as a light bulb in the dark prison.
“Hey, you bald donkey, did the monster dig up your ancestral grave, or did it cuckold you? I haven’t even complained about your dazzling light pollution, and you’re already jumping around,” Jiang Ke’er provocatively looked at the bald man opposite.
“Don’t call me bald donkey!” The bald man seemed to have been hit where it hurt, suddenly raging and roaring, “Look, look! How disgusting is this demon? Just staying opposite her, my spiritual cultivation foundation has been severely polluted!”
“Shut up!”
Unfortunately, the jailer didn’t pay him any mind and had long found him unpleasant.
This person had acted like an unwilling noble young master on the way to transport, even yelling, “When I get out, I’ll kill you all.”
The jailers had seen too many people like him; they couldn’t indulge him.
Once he suffered enough, he would realize how cruel reality was, and then he would go to the other extreme, becoming as obedient as a grandchild.
The cell door was mercilessly closed, and the bald man sneered, his eyes glinting fiercely.
He calculated with his fingers, muttering, “The vital energy in my body has circulated for twelve major cycles; it’s exactly noon. As long as I wait until You hour, the mission will be complete. I can finally leave this wretched place.”
Jiang Ke’er had been pricking up her ears, eavesdropping.
She found her hearing was much stronger than ordinary people’s, and her auricles could even move to adjust the listening angle… so she heard the bald man’s words clearly.
Noon was 12 PM, and You hour was 6 PM.
“Mission? What mission? Do you also have a system?” Jiang Ke’er became interested.
“System? What system?” The bald man was very puzzled, but he didn’t want to bother with Jiang Ke’er.
Instead, he spoke harshly, sneering, “I advise you, demon, to stay away from me. Don’t let me smell your rotten demonic aura, disgusting thing.”
“Hey, I wasn’t causing trouble, but you provoked me instead,” Jiang Ke’er laughed in anger.
“Consider yourself brave. Good thing I, this demon, am cultured and cultivated, with a good temper, too lazy to bother with a bald donkey like you… otherwise, you’d be in big trouble.”
After speaking, Jiang Ke’er turned around, and her little head began to ponder again.
[Villain System Novice Mission completed—gained new skill “Elementary Universal Lockpicking.”]
[Righteous System… completed—gained new skill “Elementary Absolutely Unbreakable Lock-Making.”]
Hmm, good, the missions were completed just in time.
Lock-making requires materials, and Jiang Ke’er couldn’t use it yet, so she set her sights on lockpicking.
Elementary Lockpicking (Proficiency 0/100)
It seemed picking 100 locks would upgrade it to intermediate lockpicking.
Looking at the lockpicking skill, Jiang Ke’er stroked her chin, recalling a wonderfully creative video series she’d watched in her previous life.
She decided to add a prefix to her name.
Now, she was Thief Ah Fei Jiang Ke’er!
Jiang Ke’er thought—she wondered if, one day, she’d end up with a whole bunch of strange prefix titles like Daenerys Targaryen.
Getting back to the point, lockpicking, like thievery, was an ability used remotely.
It didn’t even require physical touch; it was a bug-like mind lockpicking.
Jiang Ke’er smiled, looking at the bald donkey opposite her.
Oh dear, I, Jiang Ke’er, am truly a good person.
Even though you bald donkey have been constantly provoking and insulting me, I’m not angry.
Instead, I’m returning kindness for malice.
See how good I am? I’ll even pick your lock and help you escape.
Jiang Ke’er aimed at the lock on the opposite cell door, concentrating her mind… Lockpicking activated!
“Click~”
That crisp sound was so clear in the spacious, quiet prison.
The bald man looked closely and was shocked to find that the lock on the cell door had opened!
He looked left and right, checking his surroundings, and saw that the jailers had walked away, completely unaware of the situation here.
After a moment of thought, the bald man immediately made a decision!
He didn’t want to stay in this wretched place for another second! His master had told him to infiltrate the prisoners and come to Wulei City, with the emphasis on the transportation process…
Now that he and the sect’s treasure had safely arrived, there was no need for him to foolishly wait in the cell.
He should rush to the City Governor’s Mansion as soon as possible and deliver the sect’s treasure to his master, to avoid any complications!
Acting on his thought, he saw that Jiang Ke’er, in the cell opposite, had her back to him at the moment and hadn’t noticed anything unusual about his situation.
He felt this was a heaven-sent opportunity, as if even the Buddha was helping him…
So he immediately began to act!
He cautiously pushed the cell door open, making no sound whatsoever, and slipped out through the small gap the door created.
He kept close to the wall, his stealth skills pushed to their utmost at this moment! He slowly moved forward like this, all the way to the prison gate!
The jailers were right at the prison gate, their backs to him, completely unaware of his presence.
The bald man’s nerves were taut, his heart pounding in his throat.
Suddenly, a piercing, loud scream echoed throughout the entire prison—
“Someone! Jailbreak—!!!”
The bald man’s face instantly went pale.
The jailers heard the sound and sharply turned around, just in time to see the bald man sneakily hiding behind them.
They immediately pressed the alarm, and the piercing alarm bells began to blare.
A swarm of jailers rushed to the prison gate, caught the bald man, and beat him mercilessly, beating him to within an inch of his life!
They had disliked this guy for a long time… and he dared to try to escape?!
About ten minutes later, the bald man, covered in lumps, his face bruised, and looking half-dead, was shoved back into his cell.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk~”
Jiang Ke’er looked at the bald man’s state, her face full of sympathy.
You’re just no good at this.
I even opened the lock for you, and you still couldn’t escape.
I just yelled “Jailbreak!” You can’t even handle such a tiny setback.
You… need a lot more training!
Oh well, what can I do? I, Thief Ah Fei Jiang Ke’er, am a great Samaritan.
I’ll give you another chance then~
“Click~”
To the bald man’s bewildered expression, the lock on his cell door opened again.
Get cooked 😂