My Cellular Prison
Chapter 1787

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Actually,

Even with the Doctor in a Brain Combination state, Han Dong could monitor the outside at all times while reviewing information within his skull... not to mention that he was acting alone now, so he naturally remained vigilant about his surroundings.

Han Dong had already sensed something strange when the concentration of red light increased.

When the particle-like red light swept across the desk area, it actually revealed a bizarre Hanged One. The blood flowing from its eye sockets resembled a fluid substance made of tiny solid particles.

Lord, there's something behind you! Do you need me to release a mental shockwave to deal with it?

*No, this isn't the time to reveal our strength.

Remember, I'm currently disguised as an ordinary Inspector, one who hasn't even fully adapted to the restrictive effects brought by the depths.

If it wants to attack me, I'll respond accordingly... If we want to survive and learn the truth about B.B.C, we have to keep pretending.*

Understood.

Han Dong did not feel nervous in the slightest.

Even as the Hanged One slowly moved through the air and gradually drew close to Han Dong's back.

Lord, it's about to make a move!

Even with the Doctor's warning, Han Dong remained motionless.

Whoosh!

A palm directly "inserted" itself into Han Dong's spine.

It was not truly an insertion, but more like plugging a data cable into a port... dense red particles emerged across the area of his back where the palm had pierced.

Perhaps it was reading the target's bodily data, or perhaps it was carrying out some form of assimilation.

Han Dong put on an expression of intense pain as he gritted his teeth and endured it. He barely turned around, transforming his right arm into a Blood Hound... Crack! One bite tore off

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