Chapter 2 Han Dong's Discovery
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"No wonder the [Brain] quality is inferior and the required weight value is on the small side.
I'll have to find a 'suitable' flesh before I think about leaving the prison."
Han Dong was in no hurry to part with this retarded flesh, it still had some use, and his attention shifted to his right arm.
This Campbell Frank had two peculiarities all over his body.
One was the head, and the other was the right arm.
However, the 'peculiarity' of the right arm is of a positive nature.
In the description of the consciousness level, it is given a 'quality' rating and also has the skill of 'quick punching' ...... Han Dong, as a college professor, is immersed in the laboratory all day long and has no time to play games.
But in his junior high school days, he was still exposed to Legendary and World of Warcraft type online games and had some understanding of them.
"Try it!"
The right arm threw a fist.
Whoosh!
The sound of breaking wind swept past his ears, and even left some fist shadows in the air.
"What a fast punching speed!"
Although Han Dong belonged to a scientific researcher, he had also applied for a fitness card in private ...... He could understand that this kind of punching speed could match that of a first-class international boxer, I'm afraid.
"Try the strength of the fist."
Anyway, it was not his own flesh, Han Dong had no pity at all and threw his fist with all his might against the prison wall.
Snap!
Tic-tac-toe ......
The flesh scraped and blood dripped along the fist.
The thick black stone wall was punched out with a dent about a centimetre thick ...... Let's not talk about the strength of the black stone first.
Han Dong speculated that the strength of this man's right fist was afraid that it was infinitely close to the human limit.
"Can't think anymore ...... have to hurry to replace a flesh body with a normal brain."
After roughly understanding the situation of the body, Han Dong returned to the [processing room] by emptying his mind as much as possible to avoid overburdening his brain.
During this period, Han Dong did not even dare to look at the overall size of the prison, walking with his head down.
Han Dong did not dare to mess around, if there was a physical death outside the [Processing Room], he did not dare to guarantee that he would 'survive'.
Back in the processing room.
Han Dong, who slowly raised his head, was immediately surprised by the scene before him.
The so-called processing room was not different from an ordinary cell, the space was about twenty times the size of an ordinary cell ...... was actually a biological laboratory.
When the 'culture medium' on the table top was reflected in Han Dong's eyes.
Unconsciously, he collected data and conducted relevant analysis.
It's over!
Pop!
Only some kind of odd explosion could be heard resounding in the processing room.
All five senses were lost.
'Have voluntarily surrendered flesh within the [processing chamber], please continue to search for suitable flesh.'
"This retard ......"
Han Dong, who had rejoined the cell group, was helpless.
However, it also used this to determine one thing, as long as he was in the [Processing Room], no matter what happened to the flesh, he himself would not be in any danger.
"After I find the flesh, I definitely have to leave the prison and head out into the world ...... Without being sure if the outside world is dangerous, I need to find a flesh that is strong enough and suitable for me if possible!
At least, a brain that can keep up with my consciousness."
After roughly understanding some of the current settings and the general situation of the prison, Han Dong continued on his journey to find a physical body.
......
Seven years.
That's right.
The search for the 'right' flesh was seven years.
As a university professor, he had developed a heart for perfection early on in his various precision experiments and essay writing.
......
Seven years, three months and 12 days.
In a separate cell some five hundred metres away from the processing room.
[Gerard Maritius] - A devotee in life.
This is the 139th corpse that Han Dong has come into contact with.
[Head] High quality, possesses "Holy Light Sensing" skill, Weight requirement: 37
[Left Arm] Normal, Weight Requirement: 12
Right Arm】Ordinary, Weight Requirement: 14
[Torso] Inferior, Weight Requirement: 33
[Left Foot] Disabled, Weight Requirement: 0
[Right Foot] Disabled, Weight Requirement: 0
"Finally met a corpse with a quality head ...... It's strange why a torso rated as 'inferior' needs 33 weight requirement points?"
The scientist's instincts are spot on.
The cell mass slowly takes over the flesh.
The moment the five senses rebooted.
Han Dong was slightly moved.
This lady named Gerard Maritius must have suffered inhumane treatment during her life.
In addition, the doubt as to why a torso of only inferior quality would have a load of 33 points was also cleared.
With his brain's nervous system fully activated, Han Dong could clearly perceive that the woman's stomach was in agony and that she had swallowed something indigestible.
In addition, although the lady's head rating was 'excellent', Han Dong still felt that the mind analysis was not as good as it should have been.
However, Han Dong still felt that his thought analysis was somewhat hindered.
"The female religious's brain is inclined towards art and literature, which doesn't seem to match well with me, a science person ...... who is still somewhat inadequate in information processing and computing ability, and will be significantly hindered when thinking about problems ...... Let's go to the [processing room] first to check the abdomen problem."
Returning to the processing room, Han Dong immediately found a clean scalpel.
As physical death did not affect Han Dong much ...... After a burst of manipulation, a key with gooey stomach fluid was grasped in his hand.
"The key to the central chamber of the prison!?"
The only locked management room in the prison had a middle one, and when the key was obtained, the two were naturally linked together ...... just not quite sure yet.
At this time, Han Dong activated the ability possessed by his head - "Holy Light Sensing".
The amount of spiritual energy consumed caused Han Dong to feel slightly tired.
Immediately afterwards, a cloud of holy light descended on the abdominal incision ...... Under the warmth of the holy light, the wound healed itself with a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seven years of prison exploration, Han Dong has seen many similar 'strange magic', due to the limitations of the 'brain' thinking, can not be analyzed and understood in detail from the scientific level.
After his body recovered, Han Dong immediately crawled towards the centre of the prison.
For some reason, Han Dong was a little excited and desperately wanted to know what was hidden in the room in the centre of the prison: "Since every cell and every prisoner has a detailed setting and meaning.
Then, the locked prison management room will not be an exception."
Click!
When the key unlocked the door smoothly.
Consciously, the management room, which was marked in red, switched to a grey state.
"Will there still be a perfect flesh inside?"
After standing at the entrance and briefly observing for a while, he confirmed that there was no danger inside and that there were no 'No Entry' related signs.
Han Dong supported his upper body with both hands and stepped into it.
"The management room has been opened, you can now perform 'cell separation' in the management room.
Han Dong immediately began his inspection of the chamber.
The fairly spacious steel room was only furnished with a thick black metal table.
The walls around it were covered with drawings about the prison design and some information about special prisoners.
A quick inspection followed.
Firstly, no intact flesh was found, only a head stored in a glass hydraulic tank.
It was 'odd' because the head had neither five senses nor hair.
It was more like a boiled ostrich egg.
Secondly.
A number of documents of a research nature were also found in the room, most of them in a mutilated state, or with key words obliterated.
"...... Information is severely lacking and it is impossible to deduce the origin and nature of the prison.
However, the purpose of the prison seems to have been to house all the special prisoners from this part of Europe for 'cellular level' research.
It seems that a certain event occurred that led to the prison becoming what it is today.
Hey ...... this liberal arts student's brain is quick to read words and can even quickly brainstorm the metaphorical meaning behind the words ...... but once you need to let this brain do calculations and analysis, it's a bit stuck ah."
Once his thinking was restricted, Han Dong would have quite a hard time.
It had been seven years since he had been able to find a decent brain.
Temporarily putting aside his inference on the nature of the prison, Han Dong tried to find the hidden information in this room ...... especially about the mysterious head.
His keen and meticulous observation allowed Han Dong to find a hidden button on the leg of the iron table.
A complete document rose out of the desk.
"What is this? The Subspace Intake Measures - Prison Edition?"
- Writer
