My Cell Prison - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Chapter 20 – A Hidden Area

Translator: Exodus Tales

Editor: Exodus Tales

The storm continued to persist with no signs of stopping, looking like it would continue until the event had been resolved.

The mountain trail was muddy, as a black-haired woman in red ignored the weather and walked toward an abandoned building.

Upon her arrival by the entrance, her trusty kitchen knife was clutched in her hand, 

Her eyes seemed to possess night vision and she began searching through the house, ready to fight off any enemy that stood in her way with her kitchen knife.

After she finished inspecting the area and confirmed that there was no danger, she returned back to the foyer and knelt beside Han Dong’s body, whose neck had been sliced open. Her red lips whispered, “She’s gone.”

The moment she said those words, a lot of mycelium tentacles grew out from Han Dong’s neck and connected his head back to the body.

[Head detachment experiment]

After what happened on the first night, Han Dong had been holed up in his room, secretly ‘experimenting’. He used the sharp knife that he had bought and dug an opening right into his flesh, around the neck region.

The Faceless One’s head that he had was able to rapidly grow out his mycelium and mend the wound and rapidly heal it.

Of course, such wounds were limited only to the part where his head connected with his body; he was unable to do this anywhere else.

And the reason this was the case was because Han Dong’s true body was only his Faceless One’s head right now, which took up all his 100 Load Value; Nicholas Valen’s weak physical body was nothing more than a temporary loan after all. As long as he did not sustain any direct injury to his head or his mass of cells, Han Dong would not die.

Using this particular quirk of his, and coordinating it with the information that he had gathered as well as the accidental side event that he had triggered, Han Dong had spent quite a lot of effort in ensuring he could set up such a complex ‘end’ on this third day.

There were plenty of ‘gears’ in place to ensure this end. If any one of these pieces fails to come together in any sense, or if they fail to activate when the time comes, it would ultimately cause problems in the grand scheme of things.

One of the most important ‘gear’ that needed to be perfect was the ‘Accursed Chenli’.

Furthermore, what Han Dong had not imagined was just how even more special this particular ‘gear’ truly was… Chenli’s uniqueness had ensured greater security in the bigger picture.

After that, the most important aspect of the plan had also successfully come to be as a result. With Chenli disguised as the evil spirit, she hunted after Edward and Monica, causing Edward to mistakenly assume that the evil spirit was upon him.

Because Edward was very familiar with the ‘hidden’ rules, smd he knew he needed to kill off the blondie in order to buy himself even more time… Even if Edward did not do the deed, Chenli would also personally make it happen if she had to.

The reason for doing so was to ensure that the time for blondie Monica’s death coincided with the message that Ackmann received.

As such, the evil spirit did not suspect anything after witnessing Han Dong’s suicide.

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With his head reattached back to his body, Han Dong heaved a big sigh and revealed a rare smile, “We’re finally at this step! My guesses had been on the money; the evil spirit was indeed restricted… And it is the most basic time limitation. However, this restriction will ease off over the last few hours, perhaps even to the point that the limitation is completely removed. Well, this is it. Let’s head back to the bungalow.”

Han Dong leaned against the wall and slowly got up to his feet. He planned to use this time when the evil spirit was unable to harm anyone to get back to the bungalow, meet up with the key characters, and begin the final stage of his plan. But unexpectedly, Chenli had stretched her hand out as she stood by the entrance of the house that they were in, pointing to a certain direction.

It seemed like when she had entered the house and began searching to ensure the evil spirit was no longer around, she had coincidentally uncovered something.

“A secret underground passage?!”

Moving the old wooden bed frame that Chenli had pointed out and lifted the carpet beneath, a flight of stairs that led deep into a dark underground cellar was revealed.

“There are still about 7 and a half hours till the event is over, and there are only Edward and myself left alive. The window in which the evil spirit can begin to strike should not be too short, and it should at least be somewhere above 3 hours. Chenli, let’s head on down and take a look.”

It was his intuition.

“Perhaps there might be some unexpected windfall down below… There’s still time to make our way back to the bungalow if it turns out that there’s nothing down there anyway.”

Since they had time, Han Dong took the damp stairs down into the dark cellar. His flashlight shone forward brightly as he ventured into the secret underground cellar they had incidentally discovered.

“Let me take the lead.”

During their descent, Chenli had taken the initiative to walk past Han Dong and took point with her kitchen knife so as to avoid any potential danger that might spring up in this unknown passageway, giving off the aura of a bodyguard.

The rancid smell of moss, rats, and insects filled Han Dong’s nostrils. The moment his feet stepped off the last step, the familiar system sounded

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You’ve discovered a hidden area: [Corpse Cellar]

Please search the area and trigger the corresponding event…

Time limit: 15 minutes

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“Yet another accidental windfall!” Han Dong’s lips curled, revealing his excited smile.

The first time was when his interaction with the key characters had triggered the ‘side event’, and this time, it was the serendipitous discovery of this hidden area. He still had to search for clues here in order to find out what sort of reward he could reap here though.

He spent around 10 minutes and completed his meticulous exploration of the underground cellar, uncovering a diary in some corner amid traces of loose soil.

Chinese characters were scribbled in the diary that recorded ‘The arrival of the plague forced this local tourist destination to move away. The [Wangzigang] region thus transformed into the barren mountain afterward.’

“With the attractions relocated, and the various agritainment abandoned, even the village and the farmhouses were all deserted… So this was all because of a plague?”

Chenli, who was standing beside him, spoke up, “My younger brother and I are not from Wangzigang; all we know is that a plague broke out in this place and that drove the people away. We had specifically sought out an abandoned building used for this agritainment to pretend and like here, so as to lure Granny Wong and her spouse over.’

“So I see…”

Han Dong continued to read the diary. The later parts mentioned an incident that happened to a family of five – the whole family slowly waited for their deaths as they had all been infected by the plague. By the time he completed reading the account, a family photograph dropped.

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Hidden event triggered – [The Plagued Family]

Requirement: Kill Plague Corpses x5

Reward: A Fate Weapon (matching the participant’s level)

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Just as the system prompt ended, the loose soil in the cellar began to loosen in a wide area as decaying arms that were riddled with holes reached out from the ground and climbed out one by one.

Five Plagued Corpses emerged from the ground, completely corresponding to the family of five depicted in the photo.

They had been dead for a long time and were now moving again all thanks to the plague as well as the power of the ‘Space of Destiny’. They were no longer classified as living human beings, but merely unconscious flesh that was driven by the plague bacteria hosted within them.

“Han Dong… Leave these things to me.”

“Okay.”

At the moment, Han Dong’s physical state was not capable of fighting off these corpses, not to mention killing them. Getting infected by them would make things very troublesome as well.

Of course, Han Dong was not just going to stand by the side and watch. In the backpack, he had been carrying the ‘special weapon’ he had bought from the village since the event started.

Two bottles of cheap white wine that were of poor quality with extremely high alcohol content, as well as several cheap plastic lighters.