Chapter 369: Miller

During the next three days, Adam could feel the tension in the air becoming more and more palpable.

His sharp intuition as an adapter told him that the next large-scale riot wasn't going to be far away.

During these past three days, he had continued to hunt down more cash cows in order to enhance his own powers. This was his main objective during his time in prison, so it was something that he had to prioritize no matter what.

However, he hadn't had much luck at all in the past three days.

As he went further and further down his list, the quality of the remaining cash cows was declining further and further.

He had chosen his prey based on how demented the inmates were and the nature of the crimes that they had committed

He didn't know how long he was going to be in here for, so he naturally chose to go after the best targets first. At this point, the remaining targets on his list simply didn't hold much value for him.

Aside from certain faction members, there doesn't appear to be any more valuable targets in the third area.

At this moment, Adam was standing in the most dangerous place in the third area.

It was a place very rarely visited by the members of the Desert Gang, and even the wardens stayed away from here.

This was the territory of the Radiation Gang.

There were many inmates with missing limbs here, so even their food came in the form of special provisions.

If it weren't for the fact that many people in the outside world suffered from conditions related to radiation, and there was a lot of attention directed toward this underprivileged demographic, the prison wouldn't even have set up this special area.

All Adam could hear in this area were all types of tormented voices. Some were screaming, some were sobbing, and some were making sounds that seemed to be impossible for human vocal cords to produce. The chaotic cacophony of sounds made this place resemble a living hell.

Adam took a deep breath before stepping into the area, but as soon as he did so, a massive arm immediately came swinging at his head.

Thanks to his telegnosis, he was able to dodge the attack, and the arm, which was even thicker than his leg, smashed into the wall beside him.

The walls were all constructed from reinforced concrete, and the sound of bones breaking instantly rang out as the arm made contact with the wall.

However, Adam's assailant paid no heed to this, and with a forceful movement, his broken wrist was snapped back into place. It was as if this were a prosthetic limb rather than his biological arm, and he didn't feel any pain from it, nor was he afraid of sustaining damage to the arm.

Adam turned to his assailant to find that it was a mutated human with half of his face completely sunken due to a lack of a cheekbone on that side. Both of his eyes were on one side of his head, and due to the absence of his cheekbone, his nose drooped all the way down to his mouth. Thus, his facial features were all clumped together in a disorderly mess.

Compared with his face, his body was even more severely mutated. His entire bone structure was extremely warped, but he stood at a towering height in excess of 2.5 meters, resembling a small giant.

Furthermore, his arms were extremely thick, easily exceeding a meter in circumference.

While Adam was looking at him, the man swung his arm at Adam once again, and Adam hurriedly said, "I'm here to see Mr. Miller."

However, the mutant didn't seem to have heard Adam, and he continued attacking.

Close to 20 seconds later, a man who looked as if he had suffered burns all over his entire body emerged and yelled out in a strange voice, and only then did the giant mutant stop taking swings at Adam.

This type of skin deformity was a trait that was commonly seen in people from the radiation zones. Many survivors from the radiation zones had developed cellulite as a form of self-protective mechanism from being tormented back and forth by the radiation and anti-radiation drugs.

𝗳𝗿𝐞𝕖𝘄𝗲𝕓𝗻𝚘𝚟𝕖𝐥.𝚌𝕠𝕞

"Hello there, I'm here to see Mr. Miller," Adam declared once again.

"I know you, you're the new inmate who's been going around killing cash cows."

The man with the skin deformity was looking at Adam with a completely neutral expression that was matched by the indifferent tone of his voice, as if he were speaking about something that was completely unrelated to him.

"He won't see you. Our Radiation Gang never interferes with the affairs of other people, and I'd advise you not to come and disturb us. You'll only be receiving one warning. If you insist on staying, I'm going to leave you here, and you'll have to fend for yourself."

The man took a glance at the giant mutant as he spoke, and what he was implying was very clear.

Adam could see that the man was about to leave, and he hurriedly stepped forward as he said, "I'm here to discuss something that has everything to do with your Radiation Gang! I heard that your gang is suffering from shortages in both food and medication. I can resolve those problems for you permanently!"

The man stopped in his tracks upon hearing this, and he turned to look at Adam, but he still didn't say anything.

"People who have suffered from radiation poisoning require many types of medication to survive, but those medications are all quite expensive, and Darvaza Prison only provides the cheapest standard medication. Also, some people require more food than the average person, such as this big guy here.

“I'm sure he eats far more than what normal people do. If you rely solely on artistic creation, you'll only be able to earn enough labor points to just barely feed yourselves. Am I correct in saying that?"

Having already been in Darvaza Prison for some time, Adam had grown quite familiar with the prison environment, and in addition to that, he was also receiving information from Thilan, so he was very well-versed with the internal workings of the prison.

All of the other inmates proclaimed that the members of the Radiation Gang were extremely cruel and barbaric, but just like normal people, they also had certain needs that had to be satisfied.

Sure enough, after hearing what Adam had to say, the man finally began to speak again.

"You have a solution to these problems?"

"Yes, and it's a permanent solution."

The man was silent for a while longer, then gestured for Adam to follow him as he said, "Come with me. I must warn you that once you enter this place, you won't have a chance to change your mind. If you lie to us, you're not going to be able to make it out of here alive."

As he made his way into the cell area occupied by the Radiation Gang, Adam saw inmates with all types of strange deformities in the cells on either side of him.

Some had ulcers all over their bodies, some had skin that was riddled with huge tumors, and there were even some with extra limbs.

This place was very much like the director's man-made hell, except it was even more terrifying because none of these people had had their bodies tampered with.

Looking at these inmates, Adam came to realize just how cruel war could be, and it also occurred to him that this present day and age didn't seem too far removed from the era 30 years ago.

In this major metropolis, Adam hadn't come into contact with many people suffering from the effects of radiation, but in reality, there were many of these people in existence.

They were either concealed in the dark underbelly of the metropolis, or living far away in radiation zones.

After passing through the dimly lit cell area, Adam was taken to a brighter area, where a single person was standing.

The man wasn't particularly tall or physically imposing. In fact, he was quite short and thin, standing at less than 160 centimeters in height.

However, Adam felt an acute sense of danger as soon as he began to approach this man.

Even though they had never met before, Adam immediately knew who this was.

"It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Miller. My name is Adam."