My Cell Prison

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: Simplicity
 

“Oh… so that’s how it is.

There’s a significant difference between the [Ten-People], [Hundred-People], and [Thousand-People], isn’t there?”

The female teacher cracked a small smile, “The difference is not ordinary. As a lowest-tier[Ten-People Demon], like you, you are only responsible for the most basic work in the factory. You only get to go out and collect imitations after completing the work.

The power received from the ‘Ten-People Mask’ is not much, and you might be killed in a hail of bullets if you encounter police.

As a [Hundred-People Demon], like me, I am mainly responsible for the factory’s patrol management and the manufacture of low-tier demons.

I can hunt for food as soon as the night falls and don’t fear firearms. The mask and the moonlight power from Lord Miles grant me eternal life.

The higher-tier[Thousand-People Demon], must meet all of Lord Miles’ requirements, and the individual’s willpower must withstand the resentment impact from the thousand-people mask.

In our factory, only the supervisor is a Thousand-People Demon. Don’t dare provoke him.

Let me explain how the ‘factory’ was divided.

The first layer is the collection room that is for gathering skin materials before the fresh human forms decay.

The second layer is the inspection room. The inspectors need to identify the quality of the skin one by one, sorting them according to different completeness levels. If they get ‘Perfect Skin’, it must be handed directly to the supervisor.

The third layer is the production room. Only skilled artisans familiar with the operation process can work here to prepare the masks and masks.

Every month, a hundred of the[Ten-People Masks] and very few of the[Hundred-People Masks] are produced… as for the[Thousand-People Masks], once they are produced, we all receive the moonlight blessing from Lord Miles.

Once your ‘branding’ is completed, you will be assigned to work on the first or second floor.”

“What about the fourth floor?”

Although the female teacher was in a good mood today, she felt she had said enough.

She explained impatiently to Han Dong, “The fourth floor is none of your business. It is the ‘Human Demon Manufacturing Room’! It’s the working area for us Hundred-People Demons.

I’ll also take you to the fourth floor for ‘branding’ … you are not qualified to go to the fourth floor on your own.

The floor above that is the supervisor’s office.”

“Thank you.”

While walking down the hallway, a tinge of ruthlessness flashed in the female teacher’s eyes.

“It seems that an intruder has entered the factory… the supervisor has been alerted. Hurry, after branding you, I need to participate in the intruder’s arrest.”

Under the female teacher’s urging,

Han Dong arrived at the room marked ‘Human Demon Manufacturing Room -02′ on the door.

It was similar to certain private plastic surgery workshops, with various undisturbed cutting tools and small hooks placed on the table.

“Sit.”

As Han Dong sat on the iron chair in the room, the mechanism started, locking Han Dong’ s limbs.

“The moonlight mark is formed automatically when you put on the mask…You exude the odor of an inferior human demon, yet no mark has been formed, which indicates that your mask is unqualified.

We’re going to replace your ‘Ten-People Mask’ with a brand new one. You’re going to like the process, hahaha.”

The female teacher found a leather mask with a ‘hook’ strung around the edge and was full of a perverse smile. She seemed to enjoy the process of ‘hooking in’ new masks.

As she approached Han Dong to a distance less than thirty centimeters away.

“Ga-ji~

A terrifying eye in Han Dong opened from his eyebrows.

In an instant, he pulled the female teacher’s consciousness into the endless deep sea, where all sorts of terrible creatures she couldn’t imagine swam. A nameless creature was rising from a deeper place to face her.

Even with the strengthening of the mask, her consciousness couldn’t cope with such a pattern.

Broken apart, decaying, and disintegrating.

The female teacher lost her human form in front of Han Dong and became a clump of indeterminate detritus.

The iron chair that restrained Han Dong turned into a puddle of yellow sand.

With an ordinary look on his face, Han Dong looked at this pool of filth on the ground.

He even stooped further to touch the ground, symbolizing the filth debris of the female teacher.

“Thank you for the explanation. Allow me to borrow your body.”

By absorbing a part of the filth through his tentacles, analyzing its DNA structure, he immediately carried out a ‘Deep Imitation’…and a second later walked out of the room as the female teacher.

In the human demon manufacturing area on the fourth floor of the factory, one could hear cries of agony at all times.

The making of a human demon is not 100% successful.

Upon wearing a skin fused with the resentment of ten or a hundred people, the chances of extreme rejection are high. That’s why hooks are often needed to secure it at first.

Many of the candidates die during this process, or go completely mad a few days after wearing the mask and become unusable for the factory, which recycles them.

After Han Dong, as the female teacher, witnessed a human’s demonic manufacturing process from start to finish, he immediately received a prompt from the system.

“The human demonic manufacturing process has been exposed. Please kill the supervisor and completely destroy the factory to complete the subplot.”

After that, Han Dong, wearing high heels, walked every corner of the factory, pretending to monitor the work.

He left an unassuming stone with a ‘Scarab Beetle’ mark at each room or corner.

Besides, Han Dong also heard heavy footsteps from the roof, seeming like the supervisor was chasing after Nicole.

Han Dong sent a message through their Master-Servant Relationship.

“Nicole, everything is ready, I will help you immediately.”

“Can we retaliate now?”

“If the target is difficult to deal with, use the ‘Deep Sea Secret Method’ to delay them a little. I will be there soon.”

“Oh…it’s already dead.”

The brief conversation ended.

By the time Han Dong arrived on the fifth floor, the corridor was filled with seawater, and the walls were embedded with various corals and shells.

Nicole’s right arm turned into more than a dozen thick pink tentacles, binding the tank-like, giant supervisor who almost blocked the passageway.

Two tentacles penetrated the nostrils.

A tentacle extended into his mouth.

Triggering the unique ‘Deep Sea Secret Method’ inside the supervisor’s body…

With a pop, all sorts of fish fell out.

The supervisor’s skin was stretched as various strange fish (bone fish, fish full of blood vessels, fish embedded with organs) continuously spilled out from his pores.

The gigantic supervisor was constantly shrinking… It appeared that his flesh, organs, and bones were being converted into sea fish by Nicole, completely hollowing him out.

A minute went by.

Countless Scarab Beetles crawled all over the factory, everything, dead or alive, were their food.

Wherever they crawled, everything turned into black sand. These demons transformed from humans didn’t stand a chance against the invasion of death.

The whole factory quickly disintegrated.

Han Dong and Nicole were standing in the shade of the tree behind the old teaching building, unlit by the moonlight.

“Subplot -‘Human Demon Manufacturing’ has been completed, award received ‘Human Demon Diary’, special material ‘Perfect Skin’.”

You can currently consume ‘Human Demon Diary’ ×1, to open the profile information of [Resident- Michael Miles].”