My Cell Prison-Chapter 742 - : Banquet in a Dream

Chapter 742: Chapter 742: Banquet in a Dream

As Han Dong tried to extend his perception to the staircase, he felt as if he were diving into the ocean, unable to reach the second floor… To check the situation, he would have to go upstairs himself.

Of course.

The other members of the team were also aware, but hesitated to make any move.

If his gaffe resulted in the exposure of the entire team, they would be hunted down by all the fishermen in the port town.

Like the ‘Cart Pushing Man’ they first encountered.

The townsfolk wearing respirators probably all had similar strength… maybe a few even held more powerful abilities.

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Before long, the bartender brought over the specialty cocktail.

Gurgling… the deep blue drink was still frothing in the glass, with densely packed fish eyes floating in a pentagonal shape.

The terrible color and appearance, coupled with a smell like an old shoe soaked for decades and turned stinking, made even those trained to handle such things uncomfortable.

Just as Vino showed a disgusted expression.

As Diz and Lucius also began showing signs of rejection.

Han Dong had already picked up a coral soup spoon, drinking the cup of [Sacrificer’s Charm Blue] like slurping burnt grass jelly tea.

He kept on popping those slimy, round fish eyes into his mouth.

The sight of him ‘drinking milk tea’ left the other three beside him completely thunderstruck.

Even Captain Diz who had initially been skeptical of Han Dong, at that moment, let go of all prejudices… and even unknowingly gave him a thumbs up.

“You…”

“Eh?” Han Dong turned his head, still with a mouthful of fish eyes he didn’t have time to chew.

As he finished the whole glass, a strong scent of a local mingled with the distinctive smell of alcohol wafted from Han Dong, blending him entirely with the locals.

Han Dong didn’t enjoy this heavy-tasting thing.

Only that this drink could further perfect his disguise, enabling Han Dong to deepen the investigation through the identity of a drunkard.

What’s professionalism? This is professionalism.

Afterwards, Han Dong placed two black coins on the wet bar with a flip of his hand.

Gurgling… Han Dong cleared his throat full of fish eye slime, a very authentic fisherman’s voice emerged from his mouth.

“Excuse me, are there any spare rooms upstairs? (Local language)”

As soon as he said this, Captain Diz was so surprised he couldn’t speak.

In his many years as a knight, he had only heard of truly advanced masters of disguise who could mimic the ‘Voices From Outside the City’.

For instance, the Stitching Grandmaster from the Mysterious Department, who temporarily stitched a demon’s vocal organs into his own mouth, able to speak this pollution-infused premium language.

Or an illusionist who graduated from the library, who can use illusion techniques to influence creatures from outside the city, making language mutual.

As soon as Han Dong opened his mouth, it felt like an ‘old demon’ was speaking.

The bartender with the respirator also responded.

While speaking, the tentacles on the respirator fluttered back and forth, creating strange and rhythmic sounds that could line up the crabs on the bar in a row.

“I’m really sorry… Recently, the rooms on the second floor of our bar have been rented out by Lord Suram. Of course, you can go up if you want, Lord Suram is quite ‘hospitable’.

But, please be careful.”

Although what the bartender said was a bit bizarre, since they could go up to the second floor, the investigation could go on.

However, judging from the earlier shadow of the tentacles and Nicole’s sense, this Lord Suram who rented the second floor might not be like common Fishmen in the port town.

“Captain Diz, I request to go up and investigate…”

“Hmm, avoid any conflict.”

Han Dong’s series of ‘drinking eye wine, talking nonsense’ showed Captain Diz, for the first time, the true capability of this scout, particularly in disguise.

If Han Dong wasn’t here, the intensity of the investigation would slow down significantly, after all, without even the basic communication, how would they investigate?

After getting permission.

Han Dong cast a reassuring look at his teammates, then promptly drained the drink in front of Knight Vino, allowing the ‘smell of alcohol’ to intensify…

He was fully embodying the role of a ‘drunken fisherman’, hobbling towards the second floor with seamless integration.

Han Dong moved to the staircase.

Parallely, Diz curiously asked his lower-ranked teammate Vino in a low voice, “What is this kid…really up to?”

Hearing this, Vino smiled slightly and replied softly: “Diz, do you remember the Fallen Baker incident that occurred on the second level of the Holy City four years ago? The Apprentice Knight who solved the Demon Possessor case alongside me, was him. At that time, he had only just become an apprentice knight for a few months.”

“Hmm…Such a high level of disguise and ability to adapt rapidly to unfamiliar environments exceed my understanding of a new knight. It’s no wonder he’s favored by the Crow Prophet. I admit that initially, I underestimated this newcomer. Let him probe deeper into the investigation and identify the problem. We’ll take care of the rest.”

“Hmm.”

Watching the conversation between these two from the ‘Silver Edge’, the Blood Knight Lucius remained silent… In his heart, he had a clear position on Han Dong. Even by power alone, Han Dong might not be weaker than him.

Any problem that can be resolved, Han Dong will surely solve.

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Bar second floor.

‘Deep Sea Mutation’ was taken to the next level.

The marine life crawling in the corridor now showed a certain degree of ‘human-like traits’.

such as lobster with human arms at its tail, shellfish that hide their eyes but have a complete vision system, and starfish made out of five fingers…

“Nicole, what is this stuff on top?”

“They’re not like the deep-sea life we encountered before… The tentacles that just flashed by are flowing with a royal blood similar to mine, I can clearly sense it.”

Upon hearing this, Han Dong’s face lit up with joy.

“So… the deeper we dive into the dream, the more we can get in touch with the real deep sea? I hope Brother Drumps is already ready outside.”

Han Dong’s initial goal was different from everyone else’s.

Clippity clop…

He came to the door at the end of the second floor with dripping water.

A ‘Long-bearded broccoli’ – like monster pattern similar to the front of a coin is engraved on this door. Flashes of Deep Sea Charm Blue were twinkling in the door gap, and waves of [Drowsiness] were continuously overflowing. Some kind of ‘ritual’ was going on inside.

As the door was pushed open.

The Lord Suram, wearing a swallow tail coat and boots, and adorned with white wigs, looks only in his twenties.

He was sitting on a ‘seashell chair’.

The chair made of various sizes of conches combined with modern craftsmanship has a punkish deep-sea style.

This chair’s design is quite elaborate, it focuses not just on appearance.

A special water tank was placed at the bottom, filled with pure seawater.

The upper end of the brain cushion area even had a sophisticated brain interface.

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As the device starts, the seawater will be purified through the entire ‘Seashell Chair’ pipeline. It will deliver the finally purified seawater to Lord’s brain, enabling him to smoothly ‘enter the dream’.

Meanwhile, about a dozen Fishermen are hanging upside down in the room.

Tentacles grown out from Lord’s body plugged these men into the back of their brains, allowing them to enter the ‘dream’ as ‘guest bodies’.

But they can only get the ‘secondary seawater’ that the Lord has used, to nourish their brains. Also, they will be subjected to some kind of ‘extreme fetish’ treatment by the Lord in the dream.

They will die slowly in this process.

“Nutrient Seawater… Is this the safe way to enter the dream on this layer? I ran into it in no time.”

Just then.

One of Lord’s tentacles immediately lunged at Han Dong at the door, inviting him to join this dream banquet.