My Cell Prison - Chapter 67

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 Shock

Translator: 549690339

“Andwa!!”

A sudden drop of white cloth obstructs the shooting field of vision.

Within an instant, the old woman in the cardboard box leapt up and located Koslin’s position based on the trajectory, thus standing very close to Han Dong, forming a straight line, fully overlapping.

Leaving no spare space to shoot.

Contact the polluted source at zero distance…Han Dong’s chances of survival is extremely slim.

Koslin, who had just recognized this young man, deep down, considered him as a teammate.

Therefore, facing such a situation, Koslin proactively abandoned his sniper rifle, grabbed a holy water bomb with both hands, and prepared to throw it at close range.

First, this could hurt and repel the old woman.

Second, this could clean the pollutants on Han Dong’s body.

An unexpected situation occurred when Koslin was about to throw the bomb as he approached from the side.

Snapping… (a weird sound emitted when flesh and bones grow)

There was a dramatic shift in Han Dong’s right arm.

Accompanied by flashes of green light.

The originally thin and weak arm, like a bamboo pole, grew abruptly and thickened.

It sprouted a layer of green, flexible skin; its claws grew to 30 cm long, curving and sharp.

It seemed that the “Bird Beak Doctor Outfit” could not adapt to such a thick arm and cancelled covering the arm on its own, exposing the entire arm.

A giant ghoul arm appeared, hanging on the ground, almost as huge as Han Dong’s body.

Because of the ecological circle of beneficial fungi formed in his body, Han Dong, who reached average human physical condition with the aid of fungi, could barely control this “Ghoul Arm” in its full form.

He could perform basic actions like grasping, tearing, and throwing.

The Ghoul Arm is formed!

Swish!

Its claws tore open the white curtain.

It grabbed the old woman’s head, lifting her into the air through immense force and slammed her against the wall.

Through the light, it was clear that the old woman’s face was infested with a lot of contaminated, strange tentacles.

Having seen it just once, Koslin’s goggles sizzled and the textures around his eyes quickly darkened… luckily, he didn’t witness this at close range.

“Senior Koslin, prepare to capture alive.”

At Han Dong’s loud shout.

Koslin promptly followed suit, taking out the pre-prepared pure copper binding device.

While avoiding direct gaze with the target, he locked her neck, wrists, and feet. In the meantime, he put her in a portable linen pouch and sealed the pouch with a hemp rope.

The whole process was smooth and flowing, showing that Koslin was experienced and proficient in ‘tying cats’.

At this moment.

The target has been fully controlled.

Han Dong retracted the ghoul arm and fell to the ground abruptly, convulsing and painfully struggling.

However, during the struggle, Han Dong faced downward on purpose, deliberately obscuring his face.

Pretense.

Like during the ghoul incident, Han Dong exhibited no symptoms of ‘pollution’.

Han Dong was just imitating the painful state when Costa was seriously polluted and was merely acting on the spot.

While struggling painfully on the ground, he deliberately faced downward.

Quietly, he applied the contaminated water flowing around the cardboard box to his eyes, pretending to be contaminated.

Then he said in a tearing voice, “Hurry…give me holy water!”

Koslin promptly helped Han Dong up and personally gave him some holy water.

Actually, there is another problem here.

That is, if Han Dong is immune to any form of ‘pollution’, what is the essence of Han Dong?

Is he also related to the creatures outside the city, and will he react to holy water?

Han Dong could only test it temporarily.

He pretended to be in great pain, and the first sip was only a small gulp.

The holy water entered his stomach, a surprisingly refreshing sensation spread inside his body, even swept away a trace of tiredness in his brain. If I were to describe the feeling, it’s like drinking mint water.

There’s no discomfort at all.

Han Dong doesn’t care about anything else, he chugs down a bottle of Holy Water.

Then, he continues to maintain an uncomfortable state, with his face facing the ground, wiping away some of the dirty water around his eye sockets…leaving behind only some apparent traces of dirty water. Pretending that the Holy Water had dispersed most of the pollution.

An act has to be consistent from start to end.

Han Dong slowly recovers from his spasms, offering a dazed look as if he just crawled back from the brink of death, propping his upper body up with both hands and panting heavily.

“Pant…pant.”

Koslin next to him is so shocked that he can’t speak.

Koslin is considered in the ‘excellent grade’ category among the Machinery Series students.

He had some experience teaming up with Mysticism students…but those Mysticism Department students can’t compare to the two-star Apprentice Knight before him.

Han Dong’s overall strength surpasses his imagination.

His overall view, analytical ability, and strength all belong to the top tier among the Apprentice Knights of the same level.

Next,

Koslin shows his enthusiasm for ‘research’.

He squats down immediately, puts on a pair of goggles with magnification capabilities, and carefully observes Han Dong’s right arm…or rather, the Ghoul Arm.

The series of shape shifting that just happened has left an unforgettable memory in Koslin’s mind.

“Andwa my friend! What is the power of your arms?!”

“Plague mutant…” Han Dong gives the professional term used by Mr. Black White to explain the Ghoul Arm.

Upon hearing this term, Koslin’s eyes widen.

“You’re a two-star and can achieve ‘Plague Mutant’?! Moreover, Captain Cass said you possess the power of the ‘Summon Class’… Andwa my friend, you must be one of the top two-star Mysticism apprentices?”

“…I rarely interact with other Mysticism apprentices, so I’m not sure about that.”

While the two were resting in the loft,

Urgent footsteps come from below.

Cass and Sophia arrive just in time… the surprise is immense when they see the ‘pollution source’ that’s been captured alive.

Sophia opens the linen pouch and applies the ‘Holy Light Lock’ to reinforce the target… noticing that all binding devices on the old woman come from Koslin’s mechanical tools.

Therefore, they believe that all this should have nothing to do with Han Dong and that Koslin suppressed the target alone.

Who could have known, Koslin simply said this:

“Andwa my friend is really awesome! (please refer to Quentin’s live translation for the English translation.)”

Here, it is necessary to talk about the situation five minutes ago.

The white curtain fell and the old woman sprang out of the box.

Simply reading the diary could shatter the lenses of Koslin’s goggles and cause deep pollution.

However, Han Dong is faced with a situation where he is looking directly at the old woman at zero distance with tiny tentacles scraping his face, causing contact infection.

Ordinary people would instantly fall into decay.

But Han Dong doesn’t react at all.

Everything is normal.

Even the filthy-mouth old woman was taken aback… in her view, an Apprentice Knight in this situation should normally instantly fall into decay.

“It’s really alright…” Han Dong mumbles, his mouth corners slightly tilting up.

Once it’s confirmed that the old woman only has ‘pollution’ power and doesn’t have strong attack power like the Ghoul, Han Dong immediately sent a message to Chen Li inside the Brain Prison.

[You don’t have to help for now…l’ll handle this myself.]

Before fully activating the Ghoul Arm and shredding the white cloth,

Han Dong makes another small move.

To keep his secret.

Using the cover of the white cloth, Han Dong shoots out a speck of plague energy straight into the old woman’s mouth…completely corroding her tongue and vocal cords.

This might lessen some confessions.

But Han Dong must eliminate all potential threats that could expose his secret..