My Cell Prison

"No wonder the quality of the [brain] is inferior, and the required weight value is too small.

I have to find a ‘fit’ body before I consider leaving prison. "

Han Dong is not in a hurry to give up this mentally impaired body. It also has a certain use value, and his attention is shifted to his right arm.

坎 This Campbell Frank has two strange places all over his body.

One is the head and the other is the right arm.

However, the ‘strange’ right arm is a quaint word.

In the description at the conscious level, he gives “high quality” evaluation and also has “quick punch” skills ... As a university professor, Han Dong is immersed in the laboratory all day and has no time to play games.

But in the junior high school age, he was still in contact with "Legend", "World of Warcraft" and other online games, have a certain understanding of this.

"Try it!"

Fist out of right arm.

Huh!

The sound of wind breaking through my ears even left some shadows in the air.

"Fast punching speed!"

Although Han Dong is a scientific researcher, he has also applied for a fitness card in private ... He can understand that the speed of such punching is likely to be comparable to international top boxers.

"Try the strength of your fist."

不是 Anyway, he is not his own body. Han Dong has no compassion at all, and punches against the wall of the prison.

Snapped!

Ticking ticking ...

The flesh broke, and blood dripped along the fist.

The black stone thick wall was punched with a dent of about one centimeter in thickness ... let alone the strength of the black stone.

Han Dong speculated that the right punch strength of this person may be infinitely close to human limit.

"Can't think anymore ... have to replace a normal body with a hurry."

After understanding the condition of the body, Han Dong was as empty as possible and returned to the [processing room] to avoid overloading the brain.

During his death, Han Dong did not dare to look at the overall size of the prison and walked 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 'live'.

Back to the processing room.

Han Dong, who slowly looked up, was immediately startled by the scene in front of him.

The so-called treatment room is not the same as an ordinary cell. The space is about twenty times the size of an ordinary cell ... It is actually a biological laboratory.

时 When ‘medium’ on the desktop is reflected in Han Dong ’s eyes.

收集 Unintentionally collect data and conduct related analysis.

Ruined!

Snapped!

I only heard some weird explosions ringing through the processing room.

Lost five senses.

"The flesh has been actively abandoned in the [processing room], please continue to find suitable flesh. A

"This mentally retarded ..."

Han Dong, who returned to the cell group, was helpless.

However, he also determined one thing by this, as long as he was in the [processing room], no matter what happened to him, he would not be in any danger himself.

"After finding the flesh, I definitely have to leave the prison and go to the outside world ... Without knowing whether the outside world is dangerous, I have to find as much as possible a flesh that is strong enough for me!

At least, the brain can keep up with my consciousness. "

了解 After understanding some of the current settings and the general situation of the prison, Han Dong went on a journey to find the flesh.

Uh ...

Twenty-seven years.

I'm right.

It took seven years to find ‘fit’ flesh.

As a university professor, he has cultivated a heart of pursuit of perfection in various precision experiments and thesis writing.

Uh ...

27 years and 3 months and 12 days.

中 In a separate cell about 500 meters away from the processing room.

[Gerald Marithys]-Religious.

This is the 139th body that Han Dong touched.

[Skull] High-quality, with "Holy Light Sensing" skills, load requirements: 37

[Left arm] Normal, weight-bearing requirements: 12

[Right arm] Normal, weight-bearing requirements: 14

[Torso] Inferior, weight-bearing demand: 33

[Left foot] Incomplete, weight-bearing requirements: 0

[Right foot] Incomplete, weight-bearing requirements: 0

"Finally met a body with a good head ... Strangely, why do you need 33 weight points for a torso rated as" inferior "? "

The intuition of scientific researchers is very accurate.

Plutonium cell clusters slowly occupy the flesh.

At the moment when the five senses restarted.

Han Dong is slightly moved.

The lady named Gerald Maritis must have been treated inhumanely during her lifetime.

In addition, the doubts about why the torso with only inferior quality can reach 33 points can be solved.

Since the nervous system of the brain is fully activated, Lu Ran can clearly feel the colic from the stomach, and she should have swallowed an indigestible foreign body before she died.

Also, although this lady's head is rated as "excellent".

韩 But Han Dong still feels that his analysis of thinking is hindered.

"The brains of female Christians are biased towards arts and literature, and they seem to be incompatible with me as a science person ... I still have some inadequate information processing and computing skills, and I will be significantly hindered when thinking about problems ... first go to the [processing room] to check the abdomen Question. "

Han Dongli, who returned to the treatment room, found a clean scalpel.

Due to physical death, Han Dong did not have much effect ... After a while of operation, a key with a sticky stomach in his hand was held in his hand.

"The key to the prison's central secret room !?"

唯一 The only management room in the prison with an intermediate lock. When the keys are obtained, the two are naturally linked ... but it is not completely certain yet.

At this time, Han Dong launched the ability of the head-"Holy Light Sensor".

东 Consumption of a certain amount of mental power caused Han Dong to feel slightly tired.

He followed closely, and a group of holy light descended on the abdominal incision ... Under the warm holy light, the wound healed by itself with the speed visible to the naked eye.

In his 27-year prison search, Han Dong has seen a lot of similar 'strange magic'. Due to the limited thinking of the 'brain', he cannot conduct detailed analysis and understanding from a scientific level.

After recovering, Han Dong immediately climbed to the prison center.

I don't know why, Han Dong was a little excited, and eager to know what was hidden in the room in the center of the prison: "Since every cell and every prisoner has a detailed setting and meaning.

Alas, the locked prison management room is no exception. "

Click!

When the key unlocks the door smoothly.

In my consciousness, the management room marked with red was switched to gray.

"Will there still be a perfect body in it?"

Standing at the door for a brief period of time, after confirming that there is no danger inside, and that there are no ‘no entry’ related signs.

Han Dong supported her upper body with both hands and stepped into it.

“The management room has been opened. You can currently perform‘ cell separation ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ ’in the management room. Han Dong will immediately start an inspection of this secret room.

It was a spacious steel room with only a thick black metal table.

The walls around it were covered with drawings about the design of the prison and some special prisoners' information.

After some inspection.

First, no complete body was found, only a skull stored in a glass hydraulic tank was found.

The reason why ‘is weird is that this skull has neither facial features nor hair.

An emu is more like a poached ostrich egg.

Second.

I also found a lot of research-oriented documents in the room, most of which were incomplete or that key words were smeared.

"... the information is seriously lacking, and the origin and nature of the prison cannot be inferred.

However, I can barely see that the purpose of the construction of this prison seems to be to put all the special prisoners in this part of Europe here for ‘cell level’ research.

It seems that something happened unexpectedly, causing the prison to be what it is today.

Hey ... this liberal arts student's brain reads the text quickly, and even the brain can quickly supplement the metaphorical meaning behind the text ... but once the brain needs to be calculated and analyzed, it will be a bit stuck. "

一旦 Once thinking is limited, Han Dong will be very uncomfortable.

In the past seven years, I have not been able to find a decent head.

Putting down the inference of the nature of the prison temporarily, Han Dong tries to find the hidden information in this room ... especially the information about the mysterious head.

Tong's keen and careful observation made Han Dong find a hidden button on the leg of the iron table.

A complete file rises off the desktop.

"What is this? Subspace Containment Measures-Prison Edition?"