PRI Chapter 2: Even Roadside Dogs Are More Loyal Than Him

Besides the main task objective, the system also subdivided several smaller tasks.

[Task 1: Earn $500,000 within 30 days to repay the first installment of the loan. Reward: Random assembly line blueprint]

[Task 2: Suppress one prisoner riot. Reward: Advanced Maintenance skill]

[Task 3: Resolve the strike problem. Reward: Tranquilizer spray cans ×2]

[Task 4: Pass the state Department of Corrections inspection. Reward: Concealed electronic surveillance ×5]

From these several tasks, Border Prison was undoubtedly facing its most difficult moment.

A large debt urgently needed to be repaid.

The guards believed their wages were too low and the danger level too high, demanding raises.

The state Department of Corrections was about to inspect the prison.

And at some unknown time, the prison would experience another riot.

It could be said that mishandling any one of these matters would cause Border Prison to close down directly.

"It's all old Edward's fault for choosing such a lousy place."

Lind frowned. Although the U.S.-Mexico border had plenty of illegal immigrants waiting to be imprisoned, those unscrupulous drug dealers also managed to infiltrate through.

No one knew how many drug organization transport routes existed in this place.

Nor did anyone know what connections the local police had with drug organizations.

But since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. Lind thought for a moment and decided to handle the issues one by one.

First, he needed to deal with the guards' strike problem.

This problem was the easiest to solve, requiring two steps: win over and divide, then squeeze and suppress.

First, promise the leading employees raises, offer some conditions for them to convince other employees, allowing the solid fortress to be opened from within.

Then screen out the stubborn employees who firmly refused to accept the conditions, make them do the dirtiest and most tiring work, and recruit a new batch of cheap labor to replace them.

This cheap labor didn't need any experience, or even need to know how to shoot.

As long as he created the momentum of having plenty of people first, the other employees in the prison would naturally not dare to strike and manipulate him at will.

The security problems would also be alleviated accordingly.

After all, when those prisoners saw the numerous guards, they probably wouldn't dare act rashly either.

However, this was only a stopgap measure. Once he drew suitable guards from the system, he would make all these useless people get lost.

Thinking of this, he clicked on the extraction interface.

The system prompted that he could draw one reward for every 10 deterrence points, and 100 deterrence points could draw a ten-pull.

Lind currently only had 100 deterrence points, which was the system's initial reward.

He originally wanted to extract immediately, but looking at his disheveled appearance through the mirror, Lind inexplicably felt this wasn't a good time for drawing.

So he stopped and picked up the red notebook to flip through it.

Each page contained a date, with strings of numbers recorded below, like an account book.

But when Lind thought about the prison's expenses, none seemed to match the numbers in the account book.

"Strange." He didn't think old Edward would put a useless item in the safe.

Perhaps this account book hid some secrets.

Just as he was pondering, urgent footsteps sounded outside the door.

"Doctor, the warden is inside."

Lind casually threw the account book back into the safe and closed it.

The next moment, "creak."

The office door was pushed open, and a doctor wearing a black scarf and glasses walked in.

Behind him followed a middle-aged bearded guard wearing a blue uniform with a gun at his waist.

"Edward, you're awake!"

After seeing Lind sitting intact in the chair, a flash of surprise crossed the bearded guard's eyes.

Last night he had clearly seen this guy barely breathing, yet he actually pulled through?

"George..." Lind rubbed his temples, "You're back just in time. Quick, let the doctor examine me. I feel terrible."

"Let me take a look." The doctor walked to Lind's side and gave him a simple examination.

Ten minutes later, the doctor concluded there were no problems. At least on the surface, Lind appeared very healthy.

However, the doctor suggested he go to the hospital for more tests, since falling from the third floor might have caused internal brain bleeding.

Lind nodded in agreement, but didn't plan to leave the prison for now.

At least he needed to resolve the current problems before going to the county.

After seeing off the doctor, Lind looked at George, the deputy warden of Border Prison.

His full name was George Edmond, a deputy warden old Edward had poached from another prison and held in high regard.

He supposedly had rich management experience and strong methods.

However, when Lind saw the text on his character panel, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

[George Edmond]

[Identity: Guard]

[Rating: 19 (Level E)]

[Loyalty: 1 (Maximum 100)]

[Skills: Basic Driving, Basic Maintenance, Intermediate Marksmanship, Basic Combat]

If loyalty wasn't absolute, then it was absolutely disloyal.

Lind had thought this guy might have his own agenda.

But he never expected this seemingly honest person to be a genuine turncoat.

Even roadside stray dogs were more loyal than him!

No wonder he didn't take young Edward to the hospital together, but instead left him in the office to fend for himself.

It turned out this guy wanted to drag things out and let him die.

Moreover, his skills and level were far from what old Edward had described.

This kind of person could become deputy warden?

It seemed old Edward was truly confused, actually being deceived by such a character.

Lind sneered inwardly, but outwardly put on a gentle appearance, asking in an anxious tone.

"George, how is the prison situation now?"

George plopped down on the sofa, "Don't worry, Edward. The criminals have been locked up, and no one is causing trouble now."

"Did you find who pushed me?" Lind asked.

George scratched his head, "Sorry, the situation was too chaotic at the time. We didn't see what those prisoners did."

"Isn't there surveillance?"

"I went to find Jim, but he said the third floor surveillance has been under repair these past two days."

At this point, George slapped his knee, his tone indignant.

"Fuck, if there had been surveillance, I swear I would have dragged out that criminal and beaten him until he couldn't take care of himself!"

Lind looked at his poor acting, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

George continued persuading, "Edward, though it might sound discouraging, you're not suited for managing a prison. It's too dangerous here. Why don't you sell the prison, go to New York to do business, wouldn't being a playboy be nice?"

Lind shook his head, "No, this is the only property my father left behind. I won't sell it. Don't talk about that. I heard some guards are proposing to strike?"

In his memory, ever since he took over his father's prison, George had repeatedly advised him to sell the prison.

But he wasn't that wastrel young Edward.

Hearing his inquiry, George was slightly stunned, "You know about it?"

The strike incident was currently limited to a small scope, only proposed yesterday after the incident.

After all, facing such vicious criminals, the guards felt that $6 per hour wasn't enough to cover hospital treatment.

George had originally planned to secretly fan the flames, letting these people give Lind some trouble.

He didn't expect Lind to already be aware of it.

"Mm-hmm." Lind nodded, "Who proposed it first?"

"It was Andy. That guy is crazy about money. Don't worry, I'll talk him out of it." George tried to downplay the matter.

But Lind cursed, "Fuck, have him come see me immediately! I'll make him drop this greedy idea. If he doesn't agree, then let him get lost!"

"Calm down, Edward." George outwardly consoled him while secretly laughing inside.

As expected of a young man, completely unable to control his temper.

If those guards knew about Lind's tough attitude, they would definitely make even more trouble, and in the end the guards' union would definitely intervene.

At that time, this prison would inevitably face constant inquiries and investigations.

The state Department of Corrections might even order Border Prison to stop operations for rectification.

Then Lind should become disheartened about the prison business.

And the big shot behind him could buy this prison at a relatively low price.

Thinking of this, George quickly turned around, suppressing the smile at the corner of his mouth.

However, where he couldn't see, Lind was staring at him with amusement, his gaze as if looking at prey waiting to be slaughtered.

[NEXT CHAPTER]