My Cellular Prison
Chapter 817

Night

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Chapter 811: Night

Han Dong and the others had no idea that "Perfect Replicas" of themselves were being secretly created.

A targeted conspiracy was brewing.

Just as Han Dong had anticipated, even if their group could resist the mental erosion coming from the palace, it would not affect the lord's plans.

Fortunately, Han Dong had gained something at the banquet. Otherwise, it would have been difficult to make any progress during the remaining day.

Burp~

After finishing enough food for two people, Han Dong let out a loud belch upon returning to his room.

Vino, who had watched Han Dong enjoy the feast the entire time, hurriedly removed her mask and used the jerky and biscuits she carried to fill her own stomach.

Next, the four members of the team sat together and began discussing their current situation.

"The lord definitely knows about our ability to resist mental erosion.

"Yet he still allowed us a full day to rest.

"It seems his fundamental plan does not require us to fall under 'mental control.' He must have some other objective.

"Do you have any related deductions? Or you can talk about any important discoveries from the banquet."

Han Dong was the first to raise the question. He intended to save the information he had glimpsed about the "true body" for last.

Knight Charlie stroked his bald pate as he spoke of the ability the lord had displayed at the banquet:

"Rule Erasure.

"Although an 'Ancestral Body—Aberrant' is of a relatively high rank, an ability of this level should not have appeared on him.

"If he could truly achieve 'direct erasure of matter,' that would inevitably be a domain only a Mythical Body or an even higher existence could reach."

Han Dong hurriedly added:

"Could it be... that diner only appeared

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