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My Cell Prison-Chapter 1249 - 1248: Approach
Chapter 1249: Chapter 1248: Approach
"This is why I am reluctant to come down here.
Even when the Secret Department requires some work-related samples, it is other secret officials who come here to carry out the related tasks.
Indeed, it is cruel.
But, this is the only way."
Sir Yan turned his body away from the disturbing scene before him and expressed his opinion.
Han Dong, however, remained silent, staring intently at everything below.
Throughout, he didn’t even blink once.
His brain received visual information while rapidly processing... trying to use the ’simulation area’ in his brain to attempt to disentangle the chains.
This cranial simulation continued for a full half hour.
Sir Yan began to suspect that Han Dong was a pervert, able to immerse himself in such a scene.
Considering the issue of the Death Jade, Sir Yan still asked in a relatively respectful tone:
"Mr. Han, what exactly are you here to do? Do you need to take samples or are you here to inspect the work?"
Han Dong had just completed one simulation in his mind when he slowly replied:
"I am here to pull out the chains."
"Huh? What did you say?"
Yan Bowen thought he had misheard.
To him, the words ’pull out the chains’ were undoubtedly equivalent to suicide, and even suicide seemed easier.
The backlash from the chains was a law-like retaliation that no undead in the current world could withstand.
Perhaps relying on the Mythic Body strength of the Tomb Lord, one could contend with the rules... But since the Tomb Lord was burdened with the more important production of Deadly Gas and restricted deep within the Imperial Palace, he couldn’t intervene in matters down here.
Han Dong patiently explained, "’Freeing Corpse Country from the restraint of chains’ is the task I took over from the Tomb Lord.
Sir Yan, take me to meet the manager here; I intend to try and touch the crucifix that restrains all the chains."
"Do you really have a way to directly pull out the chains?"
The question Sir Yan asked was absurd even in his own view.
But he was also clear about one thing: since the Emperor made a decision and granted the Death Jade to facilitate Han Dong’s actions, it certainly was out of trust in Han Dong, believing that he had the potential to pull out the chains.
But how to do it, Sir Yan couldn’t even guess.
The chain issue was far more critical than the Corpse Bug, relating to the very foundation of Corpse Country.
All government departments would tackle the chain issue, with the Ministry of Rites, responsible for the ’Floating Island work,’ contributing the most effort.
The chain issue had plagued Corpse Country for hundreds of years, countless Corpse Handlers had sacrificed their lives.
Yet even so, the overall wear on the chains had only reached 82%.
Moreover, the recent ’wear rate’ had noticeably decreased.
Even if the Ministry of Rites applied to provide the Floating Island residents with basic Corpse Collections, Mechanical Technology, and even directly supply "Corpse oil" to increase the production rate of Locksmiths.
But even though there were more Locksmiths compared to the past, the pace at which the chains wore down did not increase but rather decreased.
The implementation of the Corpse Demon project was barely keeping up with the previous speed... and once all Corpse Demons died, the speed would drop again.
If no solution was found, Corpse Country’s promotion would be delayed for several decades, and it was uncertain if the Tomb Lord could hold on...
Han Dong gazed at the crucifix and chains, responding softly, "Whether there is a method, I’ll know only after touching it."
"Fine, I’ll take you there!"
Sir Yan dared not delay.
If Han Dong could indeed increase the speed of consuming the chains through some means, he would become Corpse Country’s greatest hero.
Led by Sir Yan, they arrived at an underground building bearing the plaque of the Ministry of Rites.
A large number of zombies dressed in official attire were seated tightly inside, each Ministry of Rites zombie equipped with a typewriter connected to the outside, compiling various information and controlling and monitoring everything in the chain area.
At the same time, an official with a face that bore six eyes peered at the arrival of the "guest" and stepped forward to greet him.
"Sir Yan, what wind has blown you this way?
Possibly the Secret Department has come up with some new scheme that could aid our work?
Or are you thinking of taking some ’Lock Corpses’ back for research again?"
"Minister Chang, let’s talk inside."
Inside the partition.
As Han Dong placed the Death Jade on the table and presented his request,
the Ministry of Rites official overseeing the underground works had a stupefied look on his face.
He had taken over all the tasks here, and no one knew better than him how difficult it was to extract the chains... and now a zombie stood before him claiming he could pull out the chains alone.
Even with the Death Jade granted by the Emperor, skepticism was hard to stave off.
"After our hundreds of years of effort, the chain extraction has reached the final phase.
This matter is related to the fall of the kingdom; I hope Mr. Han does not take any overly rash actions... If your movements result in the chains being reinforced in the opposite direction, it would mean wasting the lives of tens of thousands of locksmiths, and our decades of effort would be washed away."
"If the minister is not at ease, you can accompany me over there."
Minister Chang nodded, "Alright... I’ll go with you, and Sir Yan should come along as well."
The purpose of calling over Yan Bowen was that, should Han Dong make any sudden moves, the two would be better positioned to restrain him.
"...Alright! However, let me state in advance that I need to ensure I stay at least twenty meters away from the chains or the cross."
Yan Bowen was not timid, but once touched by the chains, even he would not be able to remove them... Even a small segment growing on his body would bring an endless pain that would persist until death.
And so,
Under the escort of the two ministers, Han Dong approached the cross.
En route, he brushed shoulders with many locksmiths...
However, these locksmiths showed no reaction, with vacant expressions, simply silently carrying on with their toilsome tasks.
On the foreheads of the locksmiths were stuck yellow talismans, a control-type Talisman Paper specially crafted by Taoist Masters.
At the same time, silver needles were inserted into critical acupoints on their bodies, both suppressing pain and stimulating the body’s potential, striving to consume more of the control forces.
Such control measures were necessary.
Not a single zombie could undertake this work without being subject to external forces.
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In the process of approaching the cross, the pressure on the zombies was increasing constantly.
The cross was clearly a manifestation of the Holy Light intentionally created by the world’s rules to restrain zombies.
The radiance emitted from the surface of the cross could suppress and scorch the flesh of the zombies, necessitating the pairing with the Corpse Collection to resist and move forward.
Sir Yan, while walking, pulled out a reserve Sweat Towel to wipe off the "sweat" continuously oozing from his body... which in reality was "Corpse oil" being extracted by the stimulation of the cross.
When only fifty meters remained, even the dripping sounds of the ’drip-drop drip-drop’ oil could be heard.
"The closer we get, the greater the pressure.
You two ministers wait here; I’ll just have a look and then return... Don’t worry, I won’t do anything reckless."
Compared to the two ministers whose bodies were constantly exuding "Corpse oil," Han Dong was unaffected.
As soon as he had felt the pressure of the cross, he covered every part of his body with Tentacles, directly resisting this force.
Without a hint of hesitation.
Upon nearing the cross, Han Dong gently laid his hand against it...
While the two ministers were feeling anxious, Han Dong revealed a smile and made an ’OK’ gesture with his free left hand.