My Cell Prison - C.100 - Manufacturing (9th update, seeking monthly ticket offerings)

Chapter 100: Chapter 100 Manufacturing (9th update, seeking monthly ticket offerings)

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[Single- Player Mode].

Han Dong, who arrived on time at Derry Town Basic Center, found that even the desks and chairs of Cass and his two companions were gone, and their names had vanished from the roster.

It was clear that all the parameters of the World of Fate could be modified at any time with utmost precision.

Han Dong planned to complete the medium-sized branch mission in the school by himself, finding a suitable “spy host” and slowly drawing out the hidden parasitic host.

The first history lesson.

The teacher in charge was Mr. Powell.

On the surface, he was a friendly middle-aged man. When talking about history, he would always bring up some past events in Derry Town, which made his classes interesting and widely loved by the students.

However, Han Dong was sleeping soundly, even openly snoring.

After class, Han Dong was taken away by Mr. Powell for a talk.

“Nicholas, your behavior has disappointed me… During my years of teaching, no one dared to be so unruly in my class. Come to my office with me; I need to thoroughly understand your ‘situation’! ”

Mr. Powell was furious, his neck turning purple with anger. He repeatedly took out bottles of mineral water from his briefcase and drank three in a row!

He thought he would be taken to the office.

Unexpectedly, they passed by the Integrated Office, and Mr. Powell didn’t show any intention of stopping.

He continued to walk further into the teaching building.

As there are no classrooms at the end of the corridor behind the office, almost no students come here.

“For disobedient students, our school has ways to make them obey.”

At this sentence.

Han Dong looked horrified, his body shivering.

Yet, Mr. Powell grabbed Han Dong’s arm and dragged him towards the end of the corridor… The immense power made it impossible for an ordinary student to struggle out of his grasp.

He led Han Dong straight to the restroom at the end of the corridor – a restroom for teachers only.

The dim incandescent lamp.

The cold and deserted labeled restroom.

Smack!

Han Dong was forcibly pressed against the washstand by Mr. Powell.

With the restroom’s soundproof system and the long corridor they had previously walked through, no other students in the teaching area would hear Han Dong’s screams, no matter how loud he shouted.

Han Dong’s weak body was pinned down and could not fight back.

The next scene was a bit disgusting.

This history teacher with a receding hairline and a big belly seemed to want to lean in for a ‘forceful kiss’.

He slowly moved his fat sausage lips towards Han Dong.

When they were about ten centimeters apart, Mr. Powell’s mouth suddenly opened wide!

It opened to an extent beyond human limits, and his jaw was dislocated.

Hiss hiss hiss!

What came out of his mouth was not a tongue.

But a parasitic worm with many sharp tentacles.

The worm was about the size of an ordinary stick.

From its round mouth, a tongue full of triangular sharp teeth stretched out.

It wanted to have an interspecies ‘French kiss’ with Han Dong!

In fact.

It intended to ‘lay eggs’ by mouth-to-mouth contact.

To implant parasitic larvae inside Han Dong… Once Han Dong became the host, he would be somewhat obedient to Mr. Powell’s commands.

Mr. Powell would then count as a high-level host with subordinates.

Just as the disgusting parasite was about to touch him.

[Huge Power]

The horrified look on Han Dong’s face instantly disappeared.

With the strength provided by the Ghoul Arm, he broke free from Mr. Powell’s shackles.

Since Han Dong had been ‘weak’ all the way, Mr. Powell was completely off guard.

He couldn’t react to Han Dong’s sudden outburst.

He was instead overpowered by Han Dong and knocked to the ground.

The most important thing is, he couldn’t retract the parasite in his mouth in time… a grave error!

Naturally, Han Dong wouldn’t miss this opportunity!

The Ghoul Arm tightly gripped the exposed parasite.

He gave it all he had.

Crack! Crack! (The sound of tendons snapping when separated from flesh)

The nearly thirty-centimeter long parasite was ‘completely uprooted’ by Han Dong…this was a bigger model compared to the parasite specimen on Han

Dong.

Due to its separation from the host and lack of hydration.

The parasite held in hand quickly shrunk back to a curled state.

The crucial stage of the spy-manufacturing process was next.

Han Dong didn’t directly place the ‘inactive parasite,’ whose pH and salinity had been adjusted, into the history teacher’s body.

Because the inactive parasite might absorb body water and reactivate after being inserted into the human body.

Even if he were successful in returning the history teacher back to normal.

Would an average person dare to assist Han Dong after experiencing such terror? Most likely, they would immediately flee, taking their entire family away from Derry Town.

Considering these factors.

Han Dong, having confirmed through the ‘hidden eye’ that the clown was no longer nearby.

Bit his finger and drew a formation in the bathroom…this formation to an extent bore some similarity to the sacrificial array in the Beke Family’s underground cave.

It was learned from the first chapter of the ‘Book of Dead Spirit-Eye Manuscript.’

However, Han Dong wasn’t creating a purification object.

He incorporated ‘Summon Class’ knowledge learned from Mr. Black White during this process.

In fact, it was the knowledge system of [Patchwork].

“This bathroom is perfect for secret refining…if I had chosen to ‘assimilate’ me in the office area, and there were other hosts present, I wouldn’t have been able to make a move.

With the right time, place, and people, let’s try out the newly learned secret method.”

‘Evil Patchwork.’

This was Han Dong’s plan, using the mutated teacher at school as raw materials for refining.

By stitching the ‘inactive parasite’ forcefully onto the inner layer of the brain, there would be no opportunity for it to absorb any hydration.

The formation setup was complete,

The parasite was stitched,

The limbs were carefully arranged,

Han Dong’s one hand was in the center of the formation.

Buzzing! The tentacle in his palm extended, activating the formation in full.

A momentary grey evil light flashed in the men’s restroom.

The filthy eyeball spread across the restroom floor, only to be retracted into the refined object.

Han Dong swayed.

He leaned on the side of the washbasin with one hand.

“Instantly draining 30% of Seed Energy is really uncomfortable…it seems it’ll require one-third of the energy limit to maintain the existence of the summoned creature.”

In front of him.

In the center of the now-dried formation, stood the history teacher – Mr. Powell – whose face was covered in tiny eyes.

The stitched scars on his head were hidden among his hair and were not very noticeable.

“Success!”

Han Dong was directly connected to the consciousness of this ‘Evil Patchwork.’ Unlike his relationship with Chen Li.

This history teacher didn’t have a subjective consciousness or any emotions. All his actions needed to be instructed by Han Dong.

A summoned minion in the truest sense!

In reality, Han Dong’s stitching skills were far from enough to create a minion. The formation of this individual entirely relied on the ‘Book of Dead Spirit-Eye Manuscript.’

Under Han Dong’s control, the small eyeballs on the history teacher’s face retreated under the skin, returning to a normal state.

At the same time, the parasite in his brain successfully connected to the ‘school network’!

“The operation begins!”

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