County Prison.
He passed through the dark, damp second level.
He pushed open the great doors to the third level.
The smell that rushed at him was even fouler.
It was like canned surströmming steeped until the flavor had sunk all the way in, making Jiang Ning's head swim a little.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that having senses too sharp was not necessarily a good thing.
The keener his sense of smell was, the more obvious the stench became.
One of them took out a Fire Striker and lit the Oil Lamps on the wall. The dim light faintly illuminated the County Prison Third Level.
As far as the eye could see, it was gloomy and damp. In the pits across the floor, there was standing water and rotting matter.
There were only four cells on either side.
Compared to the second level of the County Prison, the County Prison Third Level seemed even smaller.
"Commander Jiang, this is the cleanest cell on the third floor. What do you think?"
One of them opened an unlocked cell beside him and asked.
"It'll do!" Jiang Ning nodded.
He was too lazy to compare.
The cells on the third floor did not look all that different to him.
The smell had long since filled every corner of the third floor.
Clang—
As the heavy metal lock fell, the thick cell door slowly opened as well.
"Commander Jiang, please!!" one of them said, raising a hand to indicate for Jiang Ning to enter the cell.
"All right!" Jiang Ning nodded.
He stepped forward and rested one hand on the cold iron bars of the cell.
In his five fingers, a burst of power erupted in an instant.
Feeling the Iron Prison deform in his hand, Jiang Ning finally felt slightly