My Cellular Prison
Chapter 688

Seed of the Clerk

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Han Dong held the female corpse's fair hand as they walked in the moonlight.

Such a scene might seem incongruous in real life, but it would be perfectly normal in the Inside Derry Town.

Although Miss Jian also didn't want to ruin this 'wonderful' atmosphere, Han Dong might be in danger if they continued to avoid discussing the topic.

"Have you had contact with the court clerk?"

"Um... yeah... yeah."

For some reason, Han Dong had a slightly strange feeling for a moment... as if his girlfriend had caught him chatting with other girls on WeChat about ambiguous topics.

"You're new here, so naturally you don't know how terrifying Derry Town is."

When Clerk Verna took over ten years ago, many people were also dissatisfied with her position...

However, there were residents who were dissatisfied.

Even Though one of the powerful residents, ranked [19], had an accident the next day, his room was 'covered with arms', like blooming flowers, the arms filled the room and even covered the front garden and the street.

And the starting point for the growth of these arms is the residents' bodies.

Some grow from the abdominal cavity.

Some grow from the mouth.

But the most beautiful and vibrant flowers grow from the head... This is true for everyone who has ever been in contact with Verna.

My autopsy revealed that Verna's arms possessed a paralyzing ability that could reach the soul and suppress individual instincts.

The deceased was unaware that the flower had bloomed even in the moment of their death.

"You mean..."

"Verna planted a seed inside you, but you didn't feel anything at all... However, the amount planted was very small. Your body might be able to withstand it, or you might find the whole house blooming while you're asleep."

Han Dong quickly recalled his experience in the monastery.

He himself was very careful about the clerk's 'hands' and could clearly sense the danger coming from the arms... Therefore, he tried his best to avoid contact with arms during battles. When walking through passages full of arms, Han Dong also used yellow sand to cushion his steps.

"Was it around that time?"

Just as Han Dong met with the clerk, ten arms suddenly attacked.

As they crossed the highly concentrated Death Domain, all nine arms rapidly disintegrated, with only one reaching in disintegrating after touching a single hair of Han Dong's.

Hair is still part of the body, so I guess I've touched upon it.

With Miss Jian's reminder.

Han Dong immediately activated the G-Virus, causing his right arm to grow a mobile arm that carried an eye looking at the hair on the back of his head that the clerk had touched...

As expected.

Under magnification, incredibly tiny red objects were discovered slowly wriggling within the cortex of the hair...

With the help of the Magic Eye, the field of vision was magnified, and finally I could see clearly.

The hair is covered with countless tiny red hands, ranging in size from nanometers to micrometers, and have affected more than a hundred hairs.

The hair follicles have been successfully paralyzed, and the machine is slowly drilling into the scalp and skull. It should reach the brain region in no more than two hours.

Miss is right. If Han Dong hadn't noticed this, he would have fallen asleep tonight and it would have bloomed the next day.

Of course, Han Dong's mind is extraordinary, and it's possible that he sensed it in advance.

"Death Spread"

Han Dong immediately summoned a dense Death Aura to cover the top layer, killing all the small red hands, while simultaneously conducting a thorough examination of every corner of his body.

"Okay... it's clean now, I can feel it," Miss Jian reminded her.

"Thank you, Miss Jian." Han Dong truly felt a chill run down his spine.

"The clerk is a person with an extremely extreme personality. She is willing to do everything to protect the town and its citizens who are protected by law. She will also use all her abilities to kill people who break the law or pose a potential threat to the town."

Now that she's set her sights on you, she's unlikely to give up until you die or leave the town altogether.

Be careful... she's completely different from Dean Richard."

"Well... by the way, Miss Jian, do you have any information about the clerk?"

"Yes, but you have to agree to one condition."

"You said..." Han Dong is currently on the path to a "Perfect Ending" and doesn't want to waste too much time along the way.

"There are still six hours left tonight. After you've finished at the party, could you spend the rest of the time with me? I haven't taken care of my body in a long time and I need someone's help."

Six hours is within the planned timeframe. As for what needs to be done, that's all for the sake of the plan's smooth execution, so naturally, I can't refuse.

"OK..."

"When we get back to the morgue, I'll give you the information... You absolutely must keep this a secret, or the clerk will come after me."

And so the two walked along the shady path.

Wherever Miss Jian goes, residents will avoid her and dare not even glance at her.

The so-called "Human-Demon Party" was held in a hidden Underground Area on Palm Street.

Just as Han Dong found the entrance, the underground alleyway was already piled with fresh arms.

Meanwhile, a cleaner kept sweeping up the newly severed arms, and when a certain number were piled up, he would set them on fire and burn them...

While burning, the arm would struggle wildly, emitting screams that resembled the cries of someone in agony, which was extremely eerie.

Miss Jian immediately realized something was wrong. "It's the clerk again... Did these freaks get into trouble too? Honestly, what exactly did you do tonight?"

Han Dong had intended to conceal the past, but now he had no choice but to tell the truth. He hadn't expected that the Human-Demon Party had already blossomed here ahead of schedule...

Upon hearing about what happened at the monastery and Han Dong's special job as a "detective" assigned by the town mayor, Miss Jian remained silent for a while.

"... You really are something, daring to scheme against even Verna."

Even if Togu returns, even if your side has a six-on-one advantage, the mortality rate will still be very high.

Don't do such stupid things again... and you didn't even tell me first.

Miss Jian spoke very softly at the end, seemingly implying that Han Dong could seek her help if he were in dire straits.

"Um."

When we arrived at the entrance of the underground party.

The scene inside was incredibly 'explosive,' with Leatherface using a destructive chainsaw to remove the arms that kept growing from his companions' bodies.

The sheer number of flowers created a spectacular display throughout the basement.

After all, the four demons had fought the scribe for more than half an hour, and every corner of their bodies had been seeded.

When Han Dong arrived, he immediately summoned the Crow Caller Staff, fully amplifying his death-type abilities, covering the entire party venue with dense Death Black Sand, and helping to clear away all the arm seeds.

Han Dong also took the opportunity to clean his scalp.

More or less Psychological Shadow was created in the hearts of the group who had been infected.

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