My Cell Prison

That's why I'm reluctant to come down there.

That is to say, the secret department has some sampling needs for work, and other secret officers come here to carry out related work.

Cruel indeed.

However, this is the only way.

Unwilling to continue staring at such a bad scene in front of him, Yan Shirou turned his body to the back and said his own opinion.

Han Dong remained silent, staring directly at everything below.

He didn't even blink his eyes the whole time.

While the brain is receiving visual information, it is still running at a high speed... Try the current 'simulation area' of the brain to try to disengage the chain.

This intracranial simulation lasted a full half hour.

Yan Shilang began to wonder if Han Dong was a pervert and could actually be immersed in such a scene.

Considering Shangyu's question, Yan Shilang asked in a more respectful tone:

Mr. Han, what are you doing here? Do you need to take samples, or are you here to inspect the work?

When Han Dong completed a simulation in his head, he slowly responded:

I've come to pull out the chains.

Huh? What did you say?

Yan Bowen thought he had heard it wrong.

In his understanding, the words pull out the chains are undoubtedly associated with suicide, and even suicide is easier.

The backlash from the chain is a regular backlash that no zombie in the current world can resist.

Perhaps relying on the strength of the mythical body of the burial lord, it can compete with the rules... but because the burial lord is responsible for the production of more important suffocation, he has been confined to the depths of the palace, and he cannot interfere with the following things.

Han Dong explained patiently: Let the corpse country get rid of the restriction of the chains is the entrustment I received from the grave.

Yan Shilang, take me to meet the managers here, I plan to try to touch the cross that holds all the chains.

Do you really have any way to pull out the chain directly?

The question that Yan Shilang asked was very absurd in his own opinion.

But he also knew one thing, since the emperor made a decision and gave Shangyu to facilitate Han Dong's various actions, he must be in the trust of Han Dong, believing that he might pull out the chain.

But how to do it, Yan Shilang can't speculate at all.

The issue of chains is far more important than the corpse poison, and it is related to the foundation of the corpse kingdom.

Regarding the issue of chains, all departments of the imperial court will deal with it, of which the Ministry of Rites is responsible for the 'floating island work' with the largest contribution.

The problem of chains has plagued the corpse country for hundreds of years, and countless corpses have sacrificed their lives in this matter.

Even so, the overall consumption of the chain only reached 82%.

Moreover, the consumption ratio of the proximal time has dropped significantly.

Even if the Ministry of Rites applied to distribute basic corpses to the residents of the floating island, provide mechanical technology, and even donate corpse oil directly, in order to increase the output ratio of lock workers.

But even if there are more lock workers than before, the consumption rate of chains has not increased but decreased.

The activation of the corpse demon project is only barely keeping up with the previous speed... Once all the corpse demons die, the speed will decrease again.

If no solution can be found, the promotion of the corpse kingdom will be delayed for decades than the expected time.

Han Dong stared at the cross and the chain, and replied softly, Is there any way I can know if I touch it.

Okay, I'll take you there!

Yan Shilang did not dare to neglect.

If Han Dong can really increase the speed of consuming chains by some means, he will become the biggest hero of the corpse country.

Under the leadership of Yan Shilang, he came to an underground building with a plaque of the Ministry of Rites.

A large number of zombies dressed in civilian clothes are sitting in close rows inside. Each Ritual Zombie is equipped with a typewriter connected to the outside, which conducts statistics of various information, regulates and supervises everything in the chain area.

At the same time, an official with six eyes on his face saw the arrival of the 'guest' and stepped forward to greet him.

Yan Shilang, what kind of wind is blowing you here?

Could it be that the Ministry of Secrets came up with a new plan?

Does it help our work?

Or are you planning to bring some 'locked corpses' back for research?

Chang Shi-Lang, talk inside.

in the compartment.

After Han Dong buckled Shang Yu on the table and made his own request.

The minister of Rites, who was in charge of the underground fortifications, had a dull expression on his face.

He takes over all the work here, and no one knows better than him how difficult it is to consume the chains... and now there is a dead man who stands up and says that he can pull out the chains on his own.

Even if there is Shangyu bestowed by the emperor, it is hard not to doubt.

After hundreds of years of our efforts, the chain extraction has reached its final stage.

This matter is related to the fall of the kingdom. I hope this Mr. Han will not make too reckless actions... In case your actions cause the chains to be reinforced in reverse, it means wasting the lives of tens of thousands of locksmiths, which means that we count Ten years of hard work paid off.

If Lord Shilang is worried, you can go with me.

Chang Shilang nodded, Okay... I'll go with you, and Yan Shilang will go too.

The purpose of calling Yan Bowen is that once Han Dong has any changes, the two can better suppress them.

...Okay! But let me state first that I must at least be at least 20 meters away from the chain or the cross.

Yan Bowen is not a coward, but once the chain is attached, even he can't get rid of it... Even if only a small chain grows on the body, endless pain will accompany until death

that's it.

Accompanied by the two servants, Han Dong approached the cross.

Along the way, you will pass many locksmiths...

However, these lockers did not respond, their eyes were slack, and they were just doing the pulling work silently.

On the locker's forehead is a kind of yellow talisman, which is a control-like talisman paper with the characteristics of the alchemist.

At the same time, silver needles are attached to important acupoints in their bodies to suppress pain and stimulate their physical potential, striving to consume more regulatory power.

Such control is necessary.

No one can do this job without external interference.

...

in addition.

In the process of approaching the cross, the pressure on the stiff is also growing.

The cross is obviously a manifestation of holy light deliberately constructed by the rules of the world to suppress zombies.

The light emitted from the surface of the cross can suppress and burn the body of the zombie, and it needs to cooperate with the corpse to resist moving forward.

While walking, Yan Shilang took out a spare 'sweat towel' to wipe off the 'sweat' that was constantly flowing out of his body... In fact, he was stimulated by the cross, and his body was squeezed out of corpse oil.

When the distance is only fifty meters, you can even hear the sound of 'tick-tock' dripping oil.

The closer you get, the greater the pressure.

The two servants are waiting here, I will go and have a look... Don't worry, I won't mess around.

Compared to the two servants whose bodies were constantly overflowing with corpse oil, Han Dong had nothing to do.

As early as when he felt the pressure of the cross, he covered all parts of his body with tentacles, resisting this pressure head-on.

There was no hesitation.

As soon as he approached the cross, Han Dong gently put his palm on it...

When the two servants were worried, Han Dong smiled and made an 'oK' gesture with his free left hand.