My Cell Prison-Chapter 1239 - 1238: Uninvited Guest

[Under Moon City]

Swollen Doctor and others had been waiting in the city for several days, but there was still no news of Han Dong.

However, no one considered the possibility that Han Dong might have died on the mountain.

Whether it was the doctor, the captive Feng Kui, or Frozen Bone who was defeated head-on, they all believed that Han Dong absolutely could not have met with an accident on the mountain.

"Mr. Han is back!"

There he was, his face smeared with dirt and dark circles under his eyes, Han Dong was slowly walking back down the mountain road in a state of extreme fatigue.

Upon hearing the news, the doctor was the first to rush over.

"Lord... what happened?"

Han Dong no longer had the energy to speak much, he was simply too exhausted.

Originally, Han Dong had guessed that the administrator might transport him down the mountain through some method, but after some thought, he still braved it and pretended to be enthusiastic about exercise, taking the descent on his own, to win the favor of the upper-level administrators.

As it turned out, it did have an effect.

But, such a hard push was also quite unbearable for Han Dong.

Climbing up and down the mountain, a total of five days and nights without sleep plus ultra-high-intensity climbing, he was in a near-comatose state... he managed to walk down the last stretch of mountain road completely relying on his willpower.

"Doctor, did you get the ’Moon Water’?"

"Yes."

After receiving the affirmative answer, Han Dong showed a look of relief on his face: "I need a long rest, wake me up when I get back to the barracks..."

Having said that, Han Dong collapsed directly into the doctor’s arms, and fell into a deep sleep.

Although the doctor couldn’t comprehend exactly what Han Dong did on Moon God Mountain to be so exhausted,

he could vaguely guess from the Lord’s expression that it must have been something good.

...

He slept very deeply.

The ’body strengthening’ effect of the mountain climbing was also at work on his body during sleep; [Floating Corpse Internal Classic] was automatically circulating under the drive of the Nei Dan... leading Han Dong to a deeper realm.

"Hmm? This is... a Dream!"

Perhaps it was because he had come into contact with the Dreamlands,

in a deep sleep state, his brain and the Corpse within his Body merged, constructing an incredibly realistic Dream.

Han Dong woke up on a Wooden Raft, floating on a pitch-black Deep Sea.

The only thing present on the Wooden Raft was a penetrating lotus oil lamp... at the moment, the scattered flames could go out at any moment with the next gust of sea breeze.

Under the constraints of the Dream, the Demon Eye could not take effect.

Han Dong quickly picked up the oil lamp and squeezed out a drop of his own "Corpse oil" from the palm of his hand.

The flame, which was about to go out, quickly revived, its illuminated range expanding from [1M] to [10M].

As the situation on the sea surface became clear, Han Dong was also startled.

Countless Faceless floating Corpses, bereft of facial features, were floating on the sea surface, constantly colliding with the tail of the Wooden Raft due to the motion of the currents, pushing Han Dong towards the depths of the Deep Sea.

[Faceless], [Floating Corpses], [Deep Sea]

Linking these key pieces of information together, Han Dong could basically confirm that during his deep sleep, his brain was ’intensively interacting’ with the zombie Body.

"It seems that climbing the mountain was really useful, I didn’t expect that this sleep would bring me to this state. Drifting like this, my grasp on the [Floating Corpse Internal Classic] might further increase... However, diving too deep is not a good thing.

I don’t want the [Floating Corpse Internal Classic] to become rooted in my brain.

Such Corpse manipulation techniques as a supplement are fine, but I don’t want them to become my main cultivation route."

Thinking of this.

Han Dong quickly stopped the drift of the Wooden Raft, and began to fish for the Corpses floating on the sea, stacking them on the Wooden Raft.

Due to the floating effect, the Wooden Raft did not sink despite the accumulation of Corpses, piling up to a height of more than ten meters.

Quite simple.

Han Dong stood at the highest point and leaped down... He escaped the dream by "falling."

If other Black Zombies knew of this, they would be apoplectic with rage. Such an excellent opportunity, and Han Dong had voluntarily forsaken it.

The moment his body collided with the sea surface, the dream shattered.

He awoke.

The real Han Dong, due to a stress reaction, suddenly sat up from the bed... His head crashed directly into a soft, fluffy object.

The scene before his eyes was quite strange; it resembled a dark, bottomless gorge.

"Mr. Han, you’re awake?"

A gentle female voice sounded.

Only then did Han Dong realize the problem and quickly withdrew his head.

In front of the bed.

There stood a female zombie with a talisman paper stuck to her forehead and her hair tied up in a bun, looking at him with concern.

Because Han Dong’s body was ice-cold, a steam heater had been specially placed in the room.

The female zombie in charge of caring for him had taken off her overclothes due to the high temperature and was wearing only a thin bellyband... And indeed, she was quite interested in this young man.

"Are you... the daughter of Governor Wang?" Han Dong recognized her immediately; it appears that he had successfully returned to the barracks.

"Uh-huh, Father specifically instructed me to take care of you."

Han Dong recalled the soft feeling he had just experienced and could not help but be puzzled. After all, the bodies of the dead are quite rigid; he hadn’t expected to encounter any soft areas... It just goes to show that the daughters of major families, even as zombies, are exceptionally well-maintained.

"Has Governor Wang’s leg recovered?"

"He can walk normally now.

You brought back three bottles of Moon Water; with this, he should surely recover... We really appreciate it! Mr. Han, please continue lying in bed; I’ll go and cook you a hot bowl of easily digestible, high-quality ’Corpse oil’."

Just as the female zombie was about to hop away, she was immediately grabbed by Han Dong.

"No need, just take me to see Governor Wang right away; I have important matters to discuss."

...

Due to Han Dong’s awakening.

Everyone gathered at Wang Shiheng’s private residence.

The return to the barracks had been completely suppressed in Governor Wang’s name; nobody in the barracks knew about it.

After all, this involved two high-ranking officials from whom the Corpse Bug had been removed and one highly-wanted fugitive.

When Han Dong put forth his request.

Wang Shiheng also looked troubled.

"You took great risks to go deep into the Demon Region to obtain the Moon Water for this old man... As a token of gratitude, I will do whatever is within my power for you.

However, the request to ’Face the Saint’ is extremely difficult; it’s hard for someone of my current status to find such an opportunity."

Just as their conversation reached its midway point.

Han Dong’s extremely sharp senses suddenly detected a strange presence in the air.

"Does Governor Wang have another visitor?"

"What are you talking about? Your identities must not be exposed right now; how could I possibly meet with others?"

Han Dong’s complexion changed, "Someone is coming! Everyone, find a place to hide!"

Everyone immediately stuck Stealth Talismans to their foreheads and hid as quickly as possible in different areas of the mansion.

At the same time.

Thump, thump, thump! The gate was knocked.

Wang Shiheng personally went to open the door, and upon seeing the visitor, his expression also became somewhat unpleasant.

The visitor wore the distinctive black and gold official robes of the court, decorated with a bug-shaped patch on the chest and a wooden mask on the face — very conspicuous.

"May I ask what the official from the Secret Department is doing here, visiting this dilapidated house of mine?"