Starting My Prison Sentence

Within the cabinet of the Council of Five Kings.

The BOSS and the executive assistant Hunter King, discussed various matters concerning Forty-Eight District.

At this critical juncture, Xue Ming pushed open the door and entered, intending to give a performance report.

The good cat hadn't even had time to prepare, hadn't read the script, and was just thinking of adding an impromptu performance—

"--It's best not to." The Hunter King rolled his eyes, grabbed the meeting minutes, and gently tapped the cat's head.

The Senate's regional powers responded to the challenges of post-harvest festivals, changes in positions, highly violent terrorist incidents in various regions, and the new organizational structure.

Early on, some clever people began to take action, either cutting their losses to survive or actively currying favor, providing clues to the Transportation Department's battle group, betraying officials and criminal organizations that had previously colluded with the Madness Butterfly Sect, and waiting for the review team of the Gate of Wonders to verify the results, which was an admission of guilt.

The cycle of Ming De's activities is like the rebirth of an emperor.

When it is delirious, old, and decaying, it needs a lot of entertainment to stimulate its soul.

Just as it was awakening with its abundant energy, a new era immediately came to urge it to work and be imprisoned.

"Boss, it's done."

After saying this, Xue Ming put the gifts from Lawrence Madison and the HC card back on the table.

"This was given to me by the Cult Leader of the Little Brotherhood. I still have 22 million Hui Stone Currency left. The account is here."

The event budget totaled 45 million, and the Big Sister spent most of it.

He procured equipment and arranged accommodations for the more than 1,800 Guangling Zhixi rapid reaction troops, paid Lailis's salary, and cultivated connections with his cousins in the war gang to obtain intelligence, among other things.

When the boss looked at the accounts, he suddenly burst out laughing.

"You only spent this little money?"

Xue Ming was puzzled. "That's all?"

The boss pointed to the expenses listed in the accounts that belonged to Xue Ming.

"--Four packs of cigarettes? Gone?"

Xue Ming: "It's gone."

The boss sighed, "Why didn't you spend more?"

Xue Ming: "I'm low-carbon and environmentally conscious."

Boss: "Be kind to yourself, things will be easier for you later."

After saying this, the Little Kitty pushed the HC card back to Xue Ming.

"You deserve it."

Xue Ming remained stubborn--

He didn't want the money; it was money Lawrence Madison had ripped off the people of Forty-Eight District.

It should be returned to its rightful owner.

For Xue Ming, money was a very abstract concept.

Ultimately, since arriving in the Abyssal Railway system, he has never lacked material support.

In the end, all this currency was used to exchange for items. The boss treated him very well, and the bar supplies for the anonymous man were arranged very clearly.

With no worries about food and drink, and the necessary equipment for missions, Xue Ming couldn't think of anywhere else he needed to spend money, except for one thing.

I hope

The moment those three words were uttered, the BOSS's eyes lit up.

It tugged at the Hunter King's sleeve, muttering to itself.

"He spoke up! He spoke up! Is he going to ask me for something?"

The Hunter King rolled his eyes again. "Virtue."

Xue Ming: "I have a favor to ask, Boss."

Xue Ming spent a lot of money on this trip to purchase weapons and equipment.

With a tight schedule and a heavy workload, and only two thousand guns to be acquired, the Big Sister found sixteen arms dealers and thirty-three gunsmith workshops.

They still couldn't handle all those orders, and in the end, the Secretary General of the Sixth Transportation Department found an agent to step in and resolve the matter.

Xue Ming: "I was thinking, for severely affected areas like Forty-Eight District, could we deploy equipment in advance? Before the brothers of Guangling Zhixi went to war with the enemies of the Little Brotherhood, I almost couldn't even get any weapons."

"Because most of the hardware factories have already shut down," the BOSS bluntly stated. "As you know, the engineering infrastructure in the underground world is progressing slowly due to the development of new land. Without new sites, there's less need for steel. Similarly, the industrial production lines for weapons manufacturing are closely related to the metallurgical and mining industries."

Xue Ming hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

The boss continued, "However, I've already delegated these tasks to Plark."

Xue Ming: "Just who exactly is Professor Wood?"

BOSS: "He's an exceptionally capable politician. He told me—the problems in Forty-Eight District are both simple and complex. Just leave them to him."

Xue Ming: "What will he do? All I know is that this place produces all kinds of glossy mushrooms and is a major drug-producing area."

BOSS: "The steel plant will be rebuilt, the railway will be rerouted, and chemical and pharmaceutical companies will move in, replaced by the Red Stone People from the Stone Workshop and Baiweifang. The Hung Mun Alliance will take over the Little Brotherhood's district and assume the work of the militia organization."

Xue Ming: "A steel mill?"

BOSS: "Yes, Jiang Xueming —we have officially declared war on over Zero Platform of the Madness Butterfly Sect. Conservatively estimated, there are over 60,000 blood-soaked bastards. Their crony networks and those who have long since betrayed the railway system should add up to over 300,000 people. Why build a steel mill? Because when the war machine is running, it's time for heavy industry to return to the historical stage."

A chaotic era of war is about to unfold in the underworld.

Starting from the Clearwater Bay settlement in Forty-Eight District, the Little Brotherhood's Zero Platform is unlike the Skull and Bones Society or the Rose Sect; it is the first terrorist organization in four years to be officially accepted and certified by many Madness Butterfly Sect.

Small fry like the Skull and Bones Skull and Bones Society, who bury themselves in scientific research, and weaklings like the Rose Sect, who couldn't survive underground and had to come to the surface to find a place to live—they are no match for the Little Brotherhood. The Little Brotherhood openly occupies a large area of land, exploits people for profit through drug trafficking, colludes with high-ranking officials in the railway system, disbands the Guangling Zhixi Group, and directly determines how a city's million inhabitants live.

Its destruction was, in the eyes of many brothers in the Guangling Zhixi battle group, a dazzling firework display.

If we consider the conflict between the Madness Butterfly Sect and the Railway Army as a war that has lasted for hundreds of years, then this is the first truly significant victory since the millennium, recapturing 20,000 hectares of land and bringing power back to the BOSS in Forty-Eight District.

"Then I'll..." Xue Ming stammered, "... nothing else."

Restarting heavy industry and military research and development is still in its initial stages, and it will likely take a very long time to prepare. Previously, I've seen the heavy firepower of rapid reaction forces, all of which were Soviet-era artillery. Perhaps in another month or two, the situation will be completely different.

He recalled the HKMP5 he had previously purchased. These submachine guns were very cheap in the ordinary world, but in the underground world, arms dealers dared to use their local business licenses to demand exorbitant prices, and the supply was very unstable.

In order to ensure that the brothers in the rapid reaction force could fight a well-prepared annihilation battle, the Big Sister didn't say much— Xue Ming came to the BOSS to report on her work and also wanted to talk about these issues.

Once he understood what was going on, he didn't have any other requests.

Xue Ming: "Shall I go first?"

BOSS: "Wait a minute."

Hunter King: "Wait a minute."

Xue Ming stood frozen on the red carpet, motionless.

Hearing the words of the two important figures, he circled around in place and returned to his desk. He finally understood that there was no escaping it.

Boss: "You have at least two more things to say."

Hunter King: "You never used to greet me so nervously when you left."

"Hahahaha." Xue Ming laughed awkwardly, no longer bothering to hide anything now.

First, they talked about work--

"--Don't make the decision about the VIP compartment for me yet, okay?"

This anti-drug mission to Forty-Eight District is also a trial for Xue Ming's VIP passenger qualifications.

Once he becomes a VIP and the unsung leader, he essentially bids farewell to a peaceful life.

I don't think I'm ready yet.

His idea was simple: to be honest with the boss.

"I went to see Mr. Wen Bucai. To be honest, I went with him to the Hung Mun Alliance meeting. The governor of Mimir Hot Spring Market also wanted to see me. It was either drinking and eating or going fishing somewhere. The conversations were exhausting. Everyone likes to beat around the bush—I don't like it. I was hoping to get used to it. I thought the Nameless Club was about to open, and I would be meeting more and more people. But I really couldn't adapt."

After talking for a while, Xue Ming placed the weapon case on the table.

The Greatsword Berloberg represents the remains of Mingde and is a symbol of power.

"Boss, after this battle, I've finally understood one thing."

Xue Ming's face was full of sincerity, and he spoke only the truth.

"You want me to fight, even if it's an extension of politics—I'd be happy to help you, because I know you won't let me down. I can decide how others die, but I can't decide how others live."

The cabinet fell silent, with only the sound of burning firewood in the fireplace remaining.

Xue Ming wants to return Mingde's remains to the BOSS. Initially, he only promised Liuxing that he would build such a club.

But at some point, he began to have second thoughts and didn't want to get involved in the chaotic political situation.

Xue Ming's experience in Clearwater Bay made her realize that besides the calamity beasts, there are many unseen and intangible enemies in this world. Among them, the most terrifying and bizarre monster is none other than [Power].

It can make the simplest things incredibly complicated. It constantly attacks people's most vulnerable Gate of Death; for power, Lawrence could betray his parents and brothers, Luo Ben could abandon his wife and children.

That black guy, Leslie, was able to recruit the market administrator as his dog with just one sentence and his identity as an anonymous informant.

In the face of power, human dignity, kinship, and love are all worthless.

Xue Ming felt that he was still too young; when he accepted the stick, he couldn't understand its meaning.

In retrospect, its best resting place seems to be that small cemetery in Hengyin City.

--Using it to suppress the souls of the dead is an immense act of kindness.

Its multi-faceted callus can easily scratch the user's hand, like a steel nail that can pierce through the bone and wound the heart at will.

Now transformed into the Berloberg Greatsword, it is still an invincible weapon capable of cleaving in two with a single stroke.

During the harvest season ceremonies, even if the leader of the Yellowstone People were to push their son-in-law out to die, they would not be willing to discard this stick, as it represented far too much.

"I don't take back what I give away." The boss burst into laughter. "And look, hahahahaha."

Berloberg's sword began to smoke, and the nylon weapon case emitted a burnt smell.

Two simple and concise Chinese characters and an exclamation mark are visible on the blade.

[Scumbag!]

The sword was returned to Xue Ming by the Hunter King. "Don't rush, you can take your time."

When Xue Ming took the hilt of Berloberg's sword, the greatsword finally stopped acting up.

The BOSS reminded Xue Ming, "I understand that you want to step down and don't want to deal with living people—but my bones have been transformed into more than just this one sword, haven't they?"

The Milky Way, the Iron Knight, the Radiant Light, and the Black Immaculate —these things all contain the remains of Mingde.

Both Meteor and Xue Ming possess the dragon-headed staff of the Nameless Leader.

BOSS: "Why don't we wait until that kid emerges from his cocoon and becomes a butterfly, then I'd like the two of you to make a decision together."

Xue Ming: "I was in a hurry, I'm sorry."

Boss: "Then let's talk about something else. Aren't there two things?"

"Uh..." Xue Ming suddenly became shy.

The Hunter King smiled. "This is the first time I've seen him make that expression."

"To be honest," Xue Ming said, fiddling with his fingers, somewhat embarrassed, "I'm twenty-four this year—I want to go back to Shanwei for spring break, no..."

"No, no, I want to propose to Xiao Qi first."

Should I propose first, or go to Shanwei to ask her father for her hand in marriage?

"No, that's not right. Should I discuss this with Brother Ye Bei first?"

"If, I mean if--"

"--Boss, if Qingqing and I get married, could you be our officiant?"

"What was that kid saying just now?" the BOSS asked knowingly. "I don't understand what he means. Is he going to marry his father-in-law? Or his older brother Ye Bei? Why is he being so cautious even with an engagement?"

The Hunter King grinned like an aunt. "Have you even talked to your lover about this?! The most important thing! Did you ask Qingqing?"

Xue Ming chuckled sheepishly, scratching his head repeatedly. "I'm scared. That's just how I am."

"I was afraid she wasn't ready. When we got back to the station, before I could even look for my pinky finger, she came up and hugged me, constantly calling me 'wife,' 'calling me my wife.'"

That was Xiao Qi's pet name for her Big Sister, Xue Ming found very strange.

"At that time, I wanted to talk to her about this, but I didn't bring it up in person. I just sent her a few messages on WeChat. She neither agreed nor refused."

Hunter King: "She didn't talk to you?"

"I just said this morning, she fainted and slept for half an hour, but she hasn't woken up yet." Xue Ming described with concern, "I think we absolutely can't propose with the ring on. Is there any cure for this illness?"

Boss: "It's hopeless! It's been two whole years, and she still hasn't adjusted?"

Xiao Qi's Madness Index is A+, meaning that when she gets emotionally agitated, it can directly affect the state of her physical essence.

"Then I'll go back and say it a few more times. I think this is like saying sweet nothings; maybe she'll get used to it after hearing it a few more times." Xue Ming was about to leave when he turned around and came back to her.

I have a few more questions.

"Is Lawrence dead?"

There is still no concrete solution regarding the Cult Leader of the Little Brotherhood.

Boss: "The execution will take place tomorrow."

Xue Ming: "What kind of punishment?"

BOSS: "Burning iron."

Xue Ming asked in surprise, "The Qingjin uses this kind of trick?"

BOSS: "We have a set of humanitarian procedures for dealing with people, but is Lawrence a human being?"

Xue Ming nodded. "That's true."

Boss: "Is there anything else?"

Xue Ming immediately complained, "My club, that Hasben Madison is always squatting at the door, what's going on?"

"He wasn't used to working in Eleventh District, so he wrote to me to complain, accusing his militiaman Morian of corruption and abuse of power." The boss covered his face, looking very embarrassed.

Xue Ming: "I heard that this bullfighter is actually an informant planted by the Transportation Department next to the governor; he's an undercover agent."

BOSS: "That's right, this kid isn't suited to be an official; he's only suited to charging into battle."

Xue Ming: "Does my club look like the front lines?"

"He likes Big Sister." The boss chuckled slyly, "Hehehe--Why don't you give him a straight answer? Just tell him this is an online relationship meeting in real life, and since you're actually a man, there's no way it's possible between you two."

Without hesitation, Xue Ming asked, "Can I tell him about this?"

BOSS: "I approve. You can tell him the Big Sister's true identity; he's trustworthy. Victor thinks this kid is a diamond in the rough; a nineteen-year-old Flash is very rare, and he's also very innocent."

Xue Ming: "What if I tell him—and he still won't give up?"

The BOSS suddenly changed his tone, becoming righteous and indignant. "Jiang Xueming!"

"Here!" Jiang Xueming tensed up.

BOSS: "I now formally appoint you as the head of the Nameless Senate—before this, two young men, Robert Tang Ning and Hasben Madison, both wrote to me, wanting to be your mentor. I'm going to give you a new little task."

Jiang Xueming: "Yes."

BOSS: "Teach these two students well, then go to Galahad —build your team."

Jiang Xueming hesitated for a moment, then said, "Yes."

Boss: "If you want to settle down and marry Xiao Qi, it'll take quite a while, won't it?"

Xue Ming nodded. "That's right."

BOSS: "Then do a good job. Otherwise, like the anti-drug operation in Forty-Eight District, you practically did everything by yourself without anyone helping you. What gives you the right to ask for leave?"

"Hmm," Jiang Xueming continued, "What about Duran and Flavia?"

"Victor will take care of it." After saying this, the good cat put on its glasses and went back into the pile of documents.

After leaving the cabinet, Xue Ming returned to the entrance of the club bar.

Before even entering, I saw Hasben curled up and sitting by the door.

He gently kicked Hasben--

"--Mr Hasben, don't sleep here."

The red-haired guy suddenly woke up, as if he was freezing, wiped his nose, and greeted the gunsmith.

"Happy New Year, Gunsmith. Can I see Big Sister today? Is she back?"

Xue Ming went inside first, hung the greatsword on the wine rack, and poured Hasben a cup of warming ginger tea.

What do you want with her?

"Of course it's a marriage proposal?!" Hasben exclaimed anxiously. "I've been thinking about it for a long time!"

"You two are not a good match," Jiang Xueming shook her head. "It's not suitable."

"I know my own limitations," Hasben insisted. "But aren't we comrades who have faced life and death together? She definitely cares about me!"

"Hahahahaha!" Meteor, who was watching the fun from the sidelines and never missed an opportunity to stir things up, was now back in his male form, laughing as he ate a cantaloupe.

Xue Ming simply changed the subject. "I heard from the boss that you want to be my student?"

"Yes!" Hasben immediately emphasized, "Bailu Lu came back, and I almost mistook her for the Big Sister."

Xue Ming: "What does this have to do with me?"

Hasben explained, "Isn't she your sister? She calls the Big Sister 'sister'? Are you three siblings?"

Xue Ming: "That's how it's said."

"Then I'll have to call you brother-in-law." Hasben grinned and leaned closer. "Don't take the matter of Sigsauer and the insurance money to heart."

Xue Ming immediately rolled her eyes.

--Meteor was overjoyed; it's very rare to see Ming Ge with such a vivid expression.

Hasben continued, "Well, brother-in-law."

Xue Ming: "Call me teacher!"

Hasben immediately corrected himself. "Gunsmith teacher."

Jiang Xueming was thinking at the time--

--Does being in love make men thicker-skinned? Hasben's image in his eyes had always been that of an upright and simple big boy. Perhaps it was the shameless gene from the Cult Leader at work.

"Do you think there's a chance between me and your sister? I really like her, I dream about her all the time," Hasben said confidently.

Jiang Xueming: "I advise you to be kind."

Once this sentence was spoken--

Hasben looked at Xue Ming with a puzzled expression.

His tone of voice and demeanor were so similar to Glory's that he began to hallucinate.

Just then, Tang Ning entered through the front door and immediately called out.

"Teacher! Your wife is back."

This kid is quite clever. In order to Fragrant Dream's special ability and to see Masha again, he already knew how to please Bai Qingqing and would use various means to indirectly ask Xue Ming to give this internet addict a couple more hours.

As soon as 9527 entered the room, she saw Hasben and Xue Ming with their arms around each other, and she shouted angrily.

"Where did this slut come from! Let go of my man!"

Hasben still didn't understand what Xiao Qi meant.

Xue Ming quickly removed Hasben's hand and straightened his posture.

"Let me introduce you. This is the student the boss assigned to me. His name is Hasben Madison."

"Oh?" Bai Ziqing looked suspicious, as if guarding against a third party, and tugged at Hasben's cheek. "Why were you hugging your teacher just now?"

Hasben immediately said, "Master's wife."

Before he could finish speaking...

Upon hearing the words "[Master's wife]", Xiao Qi couldn't stop smiling.

"Alright, alright, you're a guest, have some tea."

Xue Ming didn't know what to say, so he gathered his friends together and moved a sofa to the bar. After a while...

Xiao Qi took a receipt out of her pocket and handed it to Xue Ming.

"Come on, employer." When it came to business, Xiao Qi's eyes became shrewd and clever. "While you go out on missions, I'll promote our Flash Butterfly Armor to the Butterfly tribes in various regions—these are the orders I've brought back."

Xue Ming looked at the receipt and saw that it contained several hundred names.

Xiao Qi: "--Don't rush, there's also the back."

At this moment, Ming Ge finally slapped himself in the face.

Xiao Qi patiently explained, "These people are all 'Flash Butterflies,' it's not just a simple business deal. You'll benefit from making armor and clothing for them in the future, and you'll need to maintain good relationships with them."

The production time for a single piece of the Flash Butterfly Armor Clothing is over thirty-six hours. Xue Ming must concentrate fully on knitting and stitching; it is custom-made.

Following Bai Qingqing's method, these distinguished VIPs all had to come to the Nameless Man's bar to meet the gunsmith for a drink and have their body measurements taken before they could receive the outfit.

This order, totaling 6.8 billion, is based on a purchase agreement signed by over 700 VIPs.

--The price of the Flash Butterfly Armor Outfit is 8.88 million Hui Stone Currency, which is just a lucky draw for VIPs. It's too easy for individuals with Soul Might to make money; they can simply sell some favors.

This virtuous wife is preparing to send her husband to jail and turn him into a human sewing machine.

Even if Xue Ming did nothing, it would take him at least two years to finish making all this armor.

As for this 6.8 billion Hui Stone Currency, Xue Ming doesn't know how to spend the 20 million or so on the HC card alone. What's the point of having so much money?

After some discussion, the leader decided to retaliate by launching a psychological attack on Qingqing.

"Let's eat first, um..."

He took Qingqing's hand and spoke casually to his students and brothers.

We're engaged.

Bai Ziqing heard this and did not faint.

The food on the bar was neatly arranged, and when Meteor heard this, he was the first to shout, "Yay!"

It took Qingqing a while to realize what was happening, but she didn't laugh; her eyes just welled up with tears.

She tossed her hair, picked up her plate, and began to eat, glancing at the rice and then at Xue Ming —it was as if she were eating while admiring her husband's good looks, which was very strange.

The two new students were unaware of the situation, especially Hasben, who was not familiar with Chinese marriage customs.

Xue Ming whispered to Bai Qingqing, "What's wrong?"

Bai Qingqing: "I'm just happy."

Xue Ming: "Then why are you crying?"

Bai Qingqing: "I'm so touched. I've been thinking, in the two years I've known you, this is the first time I've seen you take such initiative."

Xue Ming: "Hey"

Bai Qingqing: "What are you laughing at?"

Xue Ming: "I'm very happy and feel very at ease."

Bai Qingqing: "Hmm, have you prepared for the wedding banquet yet?"

Xue Ming hadn't spoken yet.

Xiao Qi's mouth was like a machine gun.

"I haven't decided on the wedding dress yet, and what about the decorated car, the emcee, and what else?"

"Don't rush," Xue Ming interrupted. "You can take your time, as long as you're willing. This club is so big, it's almost finished, isn't it?"

"Yes, yes, yes, yes." Xiao Qi nodded repeatedly. She liked to eat when she was nervous. After finishing her meal, she hugged Xue Ming's arm and kept snuggling into his arms.

Xue Ming continued, "I asked the BOSS to be the witness at the wedding, and it agreed."

"Great!" Xiao Qi said, "That's wonderful!"

Xue Ming then said loudly--

"--But this kid, Hasben, he wants to propose to Big Sister."

Before he could finish speaking...

Xiao Qi pulled a gun from under the table, pulled the slide to lock and chamber a round.

Hasben was halfway through his meal when he looked up and saw bloodshot eyes and his master's wife's murderous gaze.