Cultivating One's Character

In the afternoon, the prison's door opened.

The truck struggled to bypass the layers of logs in the prison square and finally stopped in front of Building No. 3.

After opening the door, Chen Yu jumped out of the truck.

He had already seen the mountain of logs in the prison.

There was nothing he could do. The entire prison square was filled with logs. It was hard not to see them!

Chen Yu even saw a few players carrying logs to the prison square.

No way! Must it be so exaggerated?

Chen Yu muttered to himself and turned around silently.

He looked at Fang Heng in the driver's seat with a strange expression.

Was this Prison No. 507?

Why did he feel like he was in a large logging base?

He thought, "Also, didn't you say that it was difficult to obtain wood resources?"

"Why do I feel that your logs are just like free wood?"

"How on earth did you do it?"