My Cell Prison

Chatting with this person in front of him, to be precise, it should be the two 'king-level' out of control.

Han Dong did not directly move out the King Huangpao and the curator to suppress each other, but negotiated the terms of cooperation with the absolute difference in strength.

On the contrary, in the tense situation in front of him, he chatted with the two brothers and sisters about everyday life.

When talking about some things in their lives, I unexpectedly learned that both parties came from the primitive world... This common origin has increased mutual trust a lot.

During the chat, Han Dong also quickly noticed one thing.

This seemingly normal and cautious middle-aged man, Rotes, actually has a certain flaw in his heart, and this flaw is not small at all.

As for

It's just that this defect is suppressed and hidden in some way.

Therefore, in the following conversation, Han Dong started a series of conversations centered on the 'deficiency' of this assumption, starting from some small things in life.

In terms of conversation, Han Dong is not at all lost to Rotes' psychiatrist.

Once a suitable entry point is found, Han Dong's brain can instantly screen out the most suitable interjection, guiding Rotters to reveal more life information.

Moreover, every topic that Han Dong touches on effectively increases the friendliness value.

As for 'she', she just quietly listened to the chat between her brother and Han Dong throughout the whole process, sometimes showing a smile between her black hair, and even laughing out loud, without expressing any opinion at all.

After some conversation, Han Dong also began to reveal his heart.

It seems that the reason why we can meet in this way is because we had similar experiences during our lifetime.

I was kidnapped by terrorists while I was teaching at the university.

Because I have a certain reputation internationally and are an important educational talent, terrorists are taking advantage of this to try to use me for the greater good.

During my captivity, I was also abused…”

When talking about this, Han Dong's eyes and pupils flickered with several completely different emotions, coupled with a subtle twitch, hideous or relieved multiple expression changes, as if there were several personalities struggling in the body.

I was imprisoned in an underground black well that never saw the light of day. I was accompanied by mice and bedbugs all day long, and I endured nearly a year of torture, but the final result was that the negotiation was unsuccessful!

Speaking of which.

Han Dong's mood and tone amplified at the same time, his body that was sitting was suddenly leaned forward, and his face was close to 'she', which was only less than ten centimeters away.

My head was just chopped off in front of the camera.

When it comes to this,

Han Dong also made a hand-knife cutting action to separate the head from the body... slap! The bloody neck stomped on the table, and even viscous blood splattered.

Watching 'her' the whole time.

quack quack~

A soft finger slowly grew out of the neck split, slowly propped up the head, and continued to speak with a peristaltic mouth:

When my consciousness is fully recovered, I will be reborn in the world of alien demons in such a head shape... When the time is right, I will definitely return to the original world of primitives and kill all those guys. !

Such a vivid speech made the brothers and sisters on the opposite side feel the same way.

It was at this time.

'She' moved her lips slowly and spoke for the first time:

Mr. Han Dong, my brother and I can feel your pain, and we have similar marks of torture on our bodies... Can I hug you?

Han Dong didn't answer directly. He tried his best to contain his mood swings, and then nodded lightly.

With glasses on,

I could clearly feel a pair of cold, skinny arms hugging my head, and I could even feel some tears dripping on the top of my head.

thanks……

When the hug was over, Han Dong expressed his gratitude from the bottom of his heart.

Through the juncture of emotional sublimation,

Han Dong slowly put his head back on his body and brought the topic back:

No! I can't go on.

You have to get out of here quickly, it will be too late! Although I can say something nice for you,

But it can't guarantee your safety at all... After all, the aliens have a very firm attitude towards intruders.

Mr. Teacher is just an incarnation, while your two brothers and sisters are the real body... You still have unfinished work, and you must not leave your soul here forever.

Mr. Han Dong, what is hidden in the library?

The library has been wandering for countless epochs in the broken dimension, why it can maintain such activity, you should also have guesses in your heart.

The manager of this library is far more powerful than you think... He is currently out of the library due to personal matters, and may come back at any time.

We're just borrowing the library's underground space to deal with... well, we're delaying you.

Once dragged back to the curator, you will surely die.

Indeed, Rost himself had his own guesses.

Such a normal operation of the ancient library is bound to be impossible for no one to manage.

Moreover, according to the tone of Han Dong's speech and related descriptions, the manager's level will be higher than that of Mr. Teacher's second incarnation.

A king-level existence?!

That's right, leave now! I'll take you away.

Han Dong pretended to be very concerned, got up and walked towards the door.

Rost stood still, just pushed the frame.

No... Mr. Teacher and Bullet are still fighting here. If I flee early, I will be regarded as a betrayal. Once the teacher's second incarnation is destroyed, I will also be the target of venting.

There is still only one dead end.

Han Dong also made a very embarrassed expression.

Hey...that's the only way. After all, your souls are very special. Perhaps under my persuasion, the curator is willing to open up, provided that you must sever your connection with B.B.C.

Rotes asked curiously: Soul? Is the curator here also a strong soul?

That's right, his accomplishments at the soul level are unparalleled...you'll know when the time comes.

If the curator is in a good mood and is even willing to keep you in the library to assist him, this must be a huge opportunity for you.

That's the only way, trouble Mr. Han Dong.

I will try my best to persuade.

Just when Han Dong was secretly happy.

A cold sense of attachment came again, and the bony 'she' climbed up on Han Dong's back again.

Sister, she seems to like you very much, your body exudes a completely different soul smell, and you are not contaminated with the 'dirty stains' like other people, and your soul is quite pure as a whole.

By the way, do you need to help your friend? Grandma Bullet is not much weaker than me, not to mention Mr. Teacher's second incarnation.

Don't worry, the two of them are still very good, but if they delay time, they can do it.

Let's just pretend to 'fight' here... By the way, let's talk about 'home life'.

Han Dong's home here refers to the 'B.B.C' where the siblings live.

That is, the two chatted for less than half an hour.

An unimaginable soul shock suddenly struck, penetrating the entire library and also covering the underground area.

As a soul perceiver, Luotes, was directly shocked by such soul shocks and bleeds... At the same time, it also proved that Han Dong's words were true.

However, Ross was a little puzzled.

Why...why can I feel two powerful king-level psychic powers!?

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