My Cell Prison

2. Chapter 2 Han Dong’s Discovery · Chapter 2: Han Dong's Discovery · "No wonder the [Brain] quality is Inferior; the required Load Value is quite small. · I must find a 'suitable' body before I consider leaving this prison." · Han Dong was in no hurry to discard this mentally disabled body; it still held some utility. He shifted his attention to the right arm. · There were two peculiar aspects to this Campbell Frank. · One was the head, and the other was the right arm. · However, the 'peculiarity' of the right arm was meant in a positive sense. · In the description at the conscious level, it was given a "High Quality" rating and even possessed the "Rapid Punch" skill... As a university professor, Han Dong spent his days immersed in the laboratory and had no time for games. · But during his middle school years, he had come across online games like Legend and World of Warcraft, so he had some understanding of such things. · "Let’s give it a try!" · He threw a punch with the right arm. · Swoosh! · The sound of breaking wind rushed past his ears, and a faint afterimage of the fist even lingered in the air. · "Such incredible punching speed!" · Although Han Dong was a researcher, he had maintained a gym membership in private... He understood that this kind of punching speed could likely rival that of a world-class professional boxer. · "Now let’s test the strength of the fist." · Since it wasn't his own body anyway, Han Dong felt no pity. He threw a full-force punch against the prison wall. · Thwack! · Drip, drip... · The skin was torn, and blood dripped down from his knuckles. · A dent about one centimeter deep was punched into the thick black stone wall... Setting aside the durability of the black stone for a moment. · Han Dong theorized that the strength of this person's right fist was likely infinitely close to the human limit. · "I can't think any further... I need to find a body with a normal brain immediately." · After gaining a general understanding of the body's condition, Han Dong cleared his mind as much as possible and returned to the Processing Room to avoid overtaxing the brain. · During the journey, Han Dong didn't dare look at the overall scale of the prison, walking with his head down. · He didn't dare act recklessly; if the body died outside the Processing Room, he couldn't guarantee he would 'survive.' · He returned to the Processing Room. · As Han Dong slowly raised his head, he was immediately stunned by the scene before him. · The so-called Processing Room was different from a regular cell; it was about twenty times the size of a standard cell... It was actually a biological laboratory. · The moment the 'culture medium' on the table entered Han Dong's vision. · He unconsciously began collecting data and performing relevant analyses. · It's over! · Pop! · A strange explosive sound echoed throughout the Processing Room. · He lost all five senses. · [You have actively discarded your body within the Processing Room. Please continue to search for a suitable host.] · "This idiot..." · Han Dong, returned to his cellular mass form, felt quite helpless. · However, he had confirmed one thing: as long as he was inside the Processing Room, no matter what happened to the body, he himself would not be in any danger. · "Once I find a body, I'll definitely have to leave the prison and head into the outside world... Given that I'm unsure if the outside is dangerous, I must find a body that is as powerful and suitable for me as possible! · At the very least, the brain must be able to keep up with my consciousness." · Having gained a rough understanding of the current settings and the prison's general layout, Han Dong continued his journey to find a body. · Seven years. · That's right. · To find a 'suitable' body, he searched for seven years. · As a university professor, he had long ago cultivated a heart that pursued perfection through various precision experiments and thesis writing. · Seven years, three months, and 12 days. · In an individual cell about five hundred meters away from the Processing Room. · [Gerald Maritis] — A devout believer in life. · This was the 139th corpse Han Dong had encountered. · [Head] High Quality, possesses "Holy Light Sensing" skill, Load Requirement: 37 · [Left Arm] Common, Load Requirement: 12 · [Right Arm] Common, Load Requirement: 14 · [Torso] Inferior, Load Requirement: 33 · [Left Foot] Crippled, Load Requirement: 0 · [Right Foot] Crippled, Load Requirement: 0 · "Finally, a corpse with a High Quality head... Strangely, why does a torso rated as 'Inferior' require 33 load points?" · A researcher's intuition was very accurate. · The cellular mass slowly occupied the body. · The moment his senses rebooted. · Han Dong was slightly moved. · This woman named Gerald Maritis must have suffered inhumane treatment before her death. · Additionally, the mystery of why an inferior-quality torso reached 33 load points was solved. · Because the brain's nervous system was fully activated, Han Dong could clearly sense sharp pangs of pain coming from the woman's stomach; she must have swallowed some indigestible foreign object before dying. · Furthermore, although this woman's head was rated as "High Quality." · Han Dong still felt that his analytical thinking was somewhat obstructed. · "A female believer's brain leans toward art and literature; it doesn't seem to match a science person like me... It's still lacking in information processing and calculation capability, and thinking through problems is noticeably hindered... I'll go to the Processing Room first to check the issue with the abdomen." · Returning to the Processing Room, Han Dong immediately found a clean scalpel. · Since the death of the body had little impact on Han Dong... after a series of procedures, he held a key covered in gastric juice in his hand. · "A key to the central secret room of the prison!?" · The only locked area in the prison was the Management Room in the center. Upon obtaining the key, he naturally linked the two together... though he couldn't be entirely certain yet. · At that moment, Han Dong activated the ability possessed by the head — "Holy Light Sensing." · Consuming a certain amount of mental energy made Han Dong feel slightly fatigued. · Following that, a cluster of holy light descended upon the abdominal incision... Under the shroud of the warm holy light, the wound actually began to heal itself at a visible rate. · During his seven years of prison exploration, Han Dong had seen many similar 'strange magics.' Due to the limitations of his 'Brain,' he couldn't perform a detailed analysis or understand them from a scientific perspective. · Once the body recovered, Han Dong immediately crawled toward the center of the prison. · For some reason, Han Dong felt a bit excited, desperate to know what was hidden in the central room of the prison: "Since every cell and every prisoner has a detailed setting and purpose. · Then, the locked prison Management Room will be no exception." · Click! · When the key successfully turned the lock. · In his consciousness, the Management Room, which had been marked in red, switched to a gray status. · "Will there be a perfect body inside?" · After observing the doorway for a short while to confirm there was no danger and no 'No Entry' signs. · Han Dong supported his upper body with his hands and crossed the threshold. · [Management Room opened. You may now perform 'Cellular Separation' within the Management Room.] · Han Dong immediately began inspecting the secret room. · It was a relatively spacious steel room, containing only a heavy black metal table. · The surrounding walls were covered with blueprints regarding the prison's design and information on certain special prisoners. · After a thorough check. · First, no complete bodies were found, only a head stored in a glass hydraulic tank. · The reason it was 'strange' was that this head had no facial features or hair. · It looked more like a boiled ostrich egg. · Second. · He also found many research documents in the room, most of which were fragmented or had key words blacked out. · "...Information is severely lacking; I can't deduce the origin or nature of the prison. · However, I can just barely make out the purpose for building this prison. It seems it was meant to detain all the special prisoners from the European region here for 'cellular level' research. · It seems a certain incident occurred, leading the prison to its current state. · Sigh... this liberal arts brain reads text quickly and can even rapidly fill in the metaphors behind the words... but once I need this brain to calculate or analyze, it lags a bit." · Whenever his thinking was limited, Han Dong felt quite uncomfortable. · In these seven years, he hadn't been able to find a decent head. · Setting aside his deductions about the prison's nature for now, Han Dong tried to look for hidden information in the room... especially information regarding that mysterious head. · His sharp and meticulous observation skills allowed Han Dong to find a hidden button on the leg of the iron table. · A complete file rose from the tabletop. · "What is this? 'Subspace Containment Procedures - Prison Version'?" · (End of Chapter) · [END]