My Cell Prison-Chapter 1231 - 1230: Enslavement

Han Dong floated in the air, cloaked in invisibility due to the "Invisibility Amulet" combined with a void state (allowing tentacles to envelop his entire body, manifesting the void attribute and placing the individual in a fissure between reality and space), achieving perfect concealment.

"The Great Demons are indeed a bit ’special’.

Just as Taoist Master Chen said, these monsters breakthrough on their own comprehension, their foundation is more stable, their extent deeper... One in ten thousand, purely strong figures amassed through quantity.

To attract three at once is a bit exaggerated.

It seems that Broken Dragon Cliff holds great significance for the demon tribe.

Aside from [Academician Du’s corpse], taking the demon tribe as a starting point might also yield answers about the World Origin... Those Great Demons who have survived a hundred, or even a thousand years, may know how Broken Dragon Cliff was formed.

Or rather, how a part of the earth was ’dug out’.

Let’s hope I’m not found by these creatures, otherwise, it’s going to be a nasty fight and might even attract more monsters. If there’s no other way, I might have to temporarily retreat from this place."

Just as he thought this, Han Dong frowned... Someone had been discovered.

Like a ’green waterfall’ cascading down the cliff, vines controlled by a Great Demon dragged out a zombie hidden in the Coffin Car—it was Zhang Xiliang.

However, the situation was somewhat different; Zhang Xiliang was not killed on the spot.

The most physically imposing and authoritative black bear pressed its nose to Zhang Xiliang, sniffing around, "Snake and some insects scent, mixed with a zombie having demon tribe attributes?

What’s going on here, you better explain clearly, or else I’ll make you an appetizer today."

Under these circumstances, Zhang Xiliang appeared extremely panicked.

He had no idea how to explain the current situation and dared not reveal anything about his companions.

At that moment, influenced by the clown virus.

Han Dong’s conscious voice resonated within Zhang Xiliang’s head, perfectly utilizing every one of the dead present, providing a flawless explanation.

"You’re really lucky to have survived this... Come with us."

The vines retracted.

Zhang Xiliang was not killed but was taken away with the others, and the surge of monsters quickly dispersed.

Before leaving, Han Dong left him with a message, "Seize the opportunity."

...

The tide of monsters receded.

The "Invisibility Amulet" also completely faded soon after.

Everyone else emerged from different corners with panic-stricken faces, having just survived a major battle; they couldn’t handle such a strong onslaught of monsters... If it weren’t for Han Dong’s warning, they might have ended up as the black bear’s food.

The most puzzled of all was naturally [Feng Kui], the opposing side.

If it were not for the black flesh endowed by the "Eighteen Heavy Sutras" sustaining him, he would have been long dead... Now he had no strength to flee and could only stay here, his life and death in the hands of others.

Even in death, he wanted to clear up one thing.

"Why give me a Talisman Paper?

Do you want to purposely save my life, wait for the tide of monsters to recede and then kill me, taking the Black Elixir, extracting the ’Corpse oil’?

Or are you concerned that I might leak the information about your hiding places around here?"

At this moment.

Han Dong, floating in the air, perfectly overlapped with the sun, gently waggled his fingers, speaking in a very aggressive voice:

"No... I have no interest in your bodily foundation, nor am I worried about you leaking secrets.

If really discovered by the monsters, it would just mean joining an extra battle, wasting a little bit of my time.

The reason I gave you the invisibility amulet is to give you a chance... ’Would you like to join me?’"

The last sentence echoed through Feng Kui’s brain, unable to be cleared.

At this time.

Han Dong’s body, overlapping with the sun, slowly spread his arms,

Swish!

Eight deep-sea octopus tentacles suddenly sprouted from his back, swaying strangely,

Han Dong’s hair color also slowly dyed pink,

The zombie-like body became as delicate as water,

It was the deep-sea diver effect brought by "Deep Imitation - Nicole."

It was as if a strange deity had descended from the sky.

Feng Kui had long suspected in his heart. The reason his iron ring could not breach defense and his fists could not cause direct damage was precisely because Han Dong had cultivated the [Floating Corpse Internal Classic], which no one in Corpse Country could master.

A sort of divine nature restrained Feng Kui’s thoughts, enslaving him.

"I... I, Feng Kui, am willing..."

In that moment,

A tentacle quickly connected to the back of Feng Kui’s head, adeptly extracting the corpse bug nestled within.

And truth be told, Feng Kui did have some stuff going for him—his brain’s corpse bug was different from the others.

Due to years of consuming black meat, the corpse bug had grown fat and dark, about twice the size of regular ones.

However, since one thing was removed, something similar had to be put back in.

A strand of red substance was injected into his brain by Han Dong.

A quarter of an hour later, when Feng Kui awoke, he was completely confused; a significant amount of his implanted memories and his ’favorable impressions’ of the imperial court had nearly vanished.

Looking at the young corpse in front of him, he felt an indescribable ’sense of kinship.’

As they had just recently been ’enemies,’ the comic-book proportioned, black, muscular man felt a bit sissified, awkward and unsure what to do.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Han Dong.

As a high official of the Ministry of War, you should recognize the others. They’re all with me."

"This! I never imagined someone could actually cultivate the [Floating Corpse Internal Classic]. I am convinced by my defeat.

There’s nothing more to say. Having chosen to cling to life, I consider myself separated from the Ministry of War. I will do my work under you well."

"Separated is not really the case. When Governor Wang takes his position as Minister of War again, you can return to your former life, and you might even take over the Governor’s position."

"Really? Is that why you are here, to work for Governor Wang? What do you need me to do?"

"We will continue to venture deeper... reaching an extremely deep point in the Demon Region, to obtain a mysterious liquid known as ’Moon Water.’"

"I shall assist with all my might.

However, the recent battle has left me seriously injured, and chasing down here has exhausted all my ’corpse oil’... I may need quite some time to recover."

Suddenly,

A test tube was thrown into Feng Kui’s hands, filled with the undiluted "corpse element."

"Extracted from the corpses of your subordinates, it should be enough to repair your injuries."

"How was this achieved?!"

In Feng Kui’s conception, the extraction of corpse element required a series of precise instruments, and the complexity was a hundred times that of pressing ’corpse oil.’ Yet there were no facilities on site... how was it refined?

Incomprehension and the unknown slowly morphed into a kind of ’reverence’ for Han Dong.

He drank the corpse element.

With the circuit of the "Eighteen Heavy Scriptures," new black flesh slowly grew out from the wounds.

"Feng Kui, do you know if Academician Du’s corpse is still intact?"

Upon hearing the question from Han Dong, the servility ingrained in his soul prompted him to search his brain for an answer.

"This... this I truly do not know.

Academician Du and I are not from the same era, and I have never entered the [Imperial Palace] nor have I obtained the qualifications to ’Face the Saint.’ I really do not know these internal secrets, my apologies!

For the matter of the corpse element, many thanks, Mr. Han."

"It’s nothing, as long as you do your work earnestly, you will not be treated poorly in the future... Once you’ve rested, we’ll climb up Broken Dragon Cliff and head towards the depths."

Han Dong looked helpless, indeed still unaware.

It was as the doctor said, the imperial court was divided into insiders and outsiders, and the so-called [insiders] were quite mysterious.