My Cell Prison-Chapter 243 - Lord

Chapter 243: Chapter 243 Lord

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Barbara pushes the cart of wax figure food.

Barefoot, she steps onto the carpet of the corridor, leaving oil-stained footprints behind with every step she takes.

I must say, if you ignore the excessive oil on her skin, she is indeed a pleasant nutritionist looking solely at face value and physique…

Under the observation of Han Dong’s ‘Eye’, the nutritionist’s extremely compressed physical body is concealed beneath her greasy outer shell.

The oil layer encases Barbara’s true form.

Because of the high degree of compression, Han Dong cannot clearly see what she actually looks like.

The only thing clearly visible is the endless grease.

Under Barbara’s guidance, they enter the ‘family staircase’.

However, there is a problem with how to enter this ‘family staircase’.

The nutritionist isn’t equipped with the corresponding key. She just inserts her finger into the keyhole of the closed stone door and, using her grease mold, fills the keyhole and opens the stone door.

If the nutritionist wasn’t leading the way, it would be a hassle to enter the staircase.

They arrive at the ‘family area’ at the top floor of the old castle.

It is empty and uninhabited.

Han Dong initially thought this level would be bustling with crowded descendants and plenty of beautiful women.

However, the top floor is shrouded in a deathly silence, in stark contrast to the luxurious living area occupied by the family executives on the third floor.

The corridors are eerie and pitch black,

Large amounts of white tatters hang in mid-air,

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The old wooden doors on both sides of the corridor creak as they sway in the breeze,

A number of oil paintings of elderly women still hang on the walls, but the faces in the portraits have either been torn, are lacking eyes, or are grotesquely distorted and deformed.

There is genuinely a feeling of entering a haunted castle.

Regarding this situation up above, Han Dong naturally didn’t ask any further questions. With a calm expression on his face, he followed Barbara to the area of the study.

“Doctor, you haven’t seen the Lord for a while, have you?”

“Hmm.”

“The Lord has been in a rather bad mood lately. Don’t be in a rush to talk about the factory once you go down… Wait until he has finished eating and then slowly discuss the matter. If the Lord gets angry, it will be troublesome.”

As Han Dong helped create the fungal oil food, Barbara’s tone has become much friendlier.

“Hmm.”

Barbara removed the stone corresponding to the third row, 17th book on the right-hand bookshelf, and reveals the keyhole hidden within the wall.

She inserted her finger into it.

With the creaking sounds of gears, the bookshelf and the wall move aside.

An old elevator appears, carrying the two of them to the main hall of the old castle where the Great Lord resides.

They are about to meet the final target of this training session. The Great Lord might have already reached the ‘Demon’ level, and the level of danger is self-evident.

However, Han Dong keeps his composure, trying to recollect the doctor’s speech and behavior in his mind as much as possible. He cannot afford any mistakes.

Clang… clang… clang… The gears completely jam and they arrive at the very bottom level.

[Main Hall]

Skull-shaped candle holders are set on the iconic eight load-bearing stone pillars.

On the center of the enormous stone throne,

Giant Ghoul – Lord Stuart slumps.

The infusion tube connected to the back of his head corresponds to a bag of pale yellow and pinkish liquid that can reactivate brain cells, ensuring clear thinking and stable consciousness.

The infusion tube connected to his heart corresponds to a vat of ‘ghoul essence oil’ that has been distilled and refined. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

Small tubes are connected all over his muscular body, corresponding to a type of black concoction. A small dose can activate muscle tissue and ensure the vitality of muscle cells.

Just like what is seen now, the Great Lord needs a large amount of medicine injected at any time to maintain his physical condition.

This is different from what Han Dong imagined a ruler to be.

The Great Lord appears powerful, but in reality, he gives off a feeling of being on his last legs.

It’s as if he was ‘drained’.

Of course, if you ignore the medicine and only examine the Lord’s body, it still has a rather shocking presence.

Approximately five meters tall.

Dark skin and very obvious muscle contours,

Entirely exposed due to osteohyperplasia.

A layer of thick and tight bone armor covering the body surface (mainly covering the muscular areas, for instance, eight pieces of bone layer correspond the eight pieces of abdominal muscles), creating an impression of invincibility.

The metabolism of the Lord is exceptionally vigorous.

Just two days without a haircut, his white hair already trails on the floor.

Over a meter long claws resting on the armrest of the stone throne.

On the back concealed by the stone throne, numerous gear auxiliary equipment is implanted and inlaid, securing and reinforcing the Lord’s spinal region.

Just from the outward appearance, it is undoubtedly formidable.

But upon seeing this ‘ailing’ Great Lord, the first thing Han Dong thinks of is [Maternal Body].

Other family members do not need the drug support for their bodies like he does.

Why the would the Great Lord, who eats the best and gets the best treatment, be in this state…and why does he have to stay in the main hall 24 hours a day?

There must be some unknown secrets here.

“Lord, your late-night snack is here! Today’s snack has slightly changed in ingredients. Hopefully, you will like it.”

Barbara presented the cart of food in front of the Great Lord.

His white hair swayed.

Clank… clank… clank… Sounds of gears turning came from his back.

Reinforced by these external devices, the Lord’s back is supported, allowing the him to slowly sit up straighter.

As he stared at the wax-like food on the cart, which was exactly the same as usual, his eyes seemed devoid of any anticipation.

Using his claws, he slowly punctured the wax figure, skewering the food before eating it.

He opened his huge mouth full of sharp teeth and bit into the food.

Crunch!

The wax-like food, refined from fat, exploded in his mouth like popping candy… Unlike the usual greasy taste of fat, today’s wax food had a faint fragrance mixed within.

The Great Lord’s eyes slowly became brighter, and his eating speed accordingly increased.

Witnessing this scene, Barbara, the personal housekeeper, was extremely excited. She had never seen the Lord have such a good appetite.

Due to excessive excitement, Barbara rose to her toes and kissed Han Dong’s cheek.

A ring of oily lip print was left on Han Dong’s face… It was quite uncomfortable.

“…Barbara, it tastes very good! I need another one.”

After consuming an entire wax figure in a short period of time, the Great Lord seemed unsatisfied.

Hearing such a request, Barbara was incredibly thrilled. So thrilled, in fact, that her skin split partly, and hot oil leaked out… Her existence’s purpose was to take care of the Great Lord.

“Absolutely! This time, the doctor participated in making the food. I need the doctor to accompany me… but, it seems the doctor has some matters to report to you.”

His eyes, as large as soybeans, turned to Han Dong. A wave of pressure swept over Han Dong.

This feeling was somewhat similar to that of the [Fallen Bei].

“Doctor, do you have anything to report to me?”

Having fully memorized the script the doctor wrote for him, Han Dong reported the current damage to the factory as well as the reinforcement requirements.

However, after Han Dong finished reporting, he received an unexpected response.

“Doctor, come over here.”