Towards the Unbeatable

Act 202: Hard to Understand

Just as Kibo entered the room, the door made of hard aluminum was closed and caused a distinctive sound of sliced iron to be heard.

Blught ....

Kibo's body landed smoothly on the dirtiest floor ever, he himself wondered when was the last time this room was cleaned?

Kibo tried to get up from the floor with his hands and feet bound by iron, after a hard enough effort he was finally able to stand back.

Why should I be in a place like this?

Kibo noticed that the cell room, although not too wide, could presumably hold enough people to hold here.

Kibo himself agreed that indeed a prison cell like this is only for high-class criminals, with conditions that really concern, this place should not accommodate humans to be in here.

The roof of the cell is quite high, there are only a total of three windows on top once, very small in size, only through which light can enter, come to think of it, the prisoners who are here will never be able to get out of here.

The only way out is when they get out of this cell.

A pungent smell attacked Kibo's nose at this time, but he was unable to cover his nose with his hands, and if it can indeed be done the taste of this pungent smell will still break through the sense of smell by force.

Kibo tried to get rid of the land around him by using his feet, whether it had been in the introgradation by the guards here, it was what made him tired.

After all the bad-smelling soil had been removed, although not all but important he could sit there.

The floor is black made of cement, if there is someone who cleans it maybe this place can still be helped, but unfortunately this place is already made sure to have this atmosphere.

Kibo chuckled, he did not expect it to end like this . Everything he had gone through was in vain and ended up worse than when he started.

I came to this place to enter the competition, earn money, and use it for the benefit of my group ... what an elusive reality.

Kibo bowed lethargicly leaning against the cell wall, his feelings mixed, but the most touching to his heart was certainly not too positive.

His feelings are indeed desperate at this time, but Kibo does not want to let his feelings master him at this time, he tries to remain calm to fight his own feelings.

What exactly has our group done?

Why doesn't everyone believe the story I'm telling? I said the truth ....

Kibo sighed deeply, he sobbed but tried to hold back his tears.

"What have we done?"

The curly man's nose is stuck, actually it's not so bad to happen because his nose will ignore more of this really annoying smell.

Why ... why is all this happening?

Without feeling the man fell asleep from exhaustion, not only on his body but on his mind as well.