My Cellular Prison
Chapter 58

Cas's Team

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Pasha was initially a little surprised, but upon closer inspection, she spotted a problem.

"This kid hasn't fully developed a Plague Physique yet. He's merely using this Ghoul Arm to control the plague.

That makes sense. In just two weeks, it would be impossible to fully achieve a Plague Physique while also becoming proficient at controlling the plague.

Just as Mr. Black and White said, we only need to focus on this arm and give him targeted training."

After waiting for about half an hour,

the various bacteria slowly receded from Han Dong's body.

For Han Dong, who had been completely immersed in Plague Manipulation, that period passed in the blink of an eye.

Pasha held a wine bottle in one hand and beckoned Han Dong over with the other. "Not bad. You learned the most basic plague control all by yourself! Come here and let me take a closer 'look' at your arm."

"Mm."

Over the following period,

Han Dong studied and practiced plague-related knowledge under Pasha's guidance... Some of Pasha's unique insights into plague mastery could not be found in books.

After a full day of one-on-one instruction, even Pasha was exhausted.

This underground office had been converted by Pasha into a personal living area. It even had a bathroom, with water pipes connected from inside the tower.

"You're not resting?!"

Instructor Pasha was not particularly concerned about appearances.

She walked straight out of the bathroom wrapped only in a bath towel, carrying a wine bottle in one hand.

As she headed toward the bedroom, she discovered that Han Dong had no intention of sleeping. He was seriously reading at the desk, rapidly taking notes with his right hand.

Even when faced with such beautiful scenery, Han Dong had not turned his head to look even once.

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