Chapter 1713: Chapter 1711: Awakening
Tick tock, tick tock~
A viscous and essence-filled liquid continuously drips from a meatball faucet with a honeycomb structure.
Han Dong wakes up again in the familiar bathtub,
but this time, he awakens in his Faceless True State, not his former human form⊠The âexhaustionâ remains lodged in his body, with only the drowsiness removed.
He canât even lift his arm out of the water.
He can only lay quietly in the bathtub.
His thoughts are still somewhat chaotic, and the majority of his memories from the past six months have become blurry and intermittent.
Especially the trip to the [Deep Prison]. Due to the deep immersion in combat, being repeatedly injured and repaired⊠Han Dongâs mind also turned âformlessâ along with his body, resulting in quite vague memories afterwards.
For the last stretch of time,
he roughly remembers Mr. Fog and Gray Walker coming together to the deepest level, along with Green who came as well.
The final fight seemed to have Greenâs personal involvement. The detailed process and final outcome of the fight are totally forgotten, but Han Dong roughly guesses that he lost.
Subsequently, his body was wrapped in a gentle mist that nourishes the spirit, leaving the prison.
As he was leaving, each prisoner held in the deep level bade farewell in their own way,
with some even in tears, expressing their gratitude to Han Dong for bringing them such an interesting and liberating form of entertainment that also helped them break through their shackles.
Thinking of this.
Han Dong recovered a bit of his physical strength, placing his trembling arms on the sides of the bathtub.
An emotion welled up inside,
his mouth was torn open, and the flowing blood quickly dyed the entire outer circle of his mouth red.
To ensure no hindrance to the pursuit of the answer to âWhat is Faceless,â
the mad laugh emotions suppressed for half a year finally could âpour outâ without restraint⊠The extremely manic laughter filled the bathroom and spread to the whole of Greenâs bedroom.
The Tindarosâs Hunting Dog, sleeping in the kennel, was so frightened by the laughter that it temporarily returned to its home star using the transfer matrix on the balcony.
(Green is currently not in the room)
When the mad laughter ceased.
The bathtub in which Han Dong was lying was completely stained red, with even the walls of the bathroom imprinted with smiling faces.
âIndeed⊠indeed, my thoughts werenât wrong.
This group of prisoners, who had been locked in the deep layer for years and swallowed by madness, was also in a state of extreme boredom and unfed desires.
Especially in their pursuit of the most primal madness, which simply couldnât be satisfied, each like a hungry man craving for more.
All I needed to do was bring them a distinctly different form of madness acquisition and release that could satisfy them. Nothing was more effective than the set learned from the [Fight Club].
In a way, the folks at the club were also a bunch of lunatics; directly applying their model here worked perfectly.
I, therefore, obtained an almost impossible opportunity.
Engaging in primal melee combat with this group of people who had reached a King Level but were swallowed by madness, simulating, learning, and absorbing the Chaotic Attributes of these lower-level prisoners through the Void Dimension during the fights.
In multiple instances of close-to-limit combat, I have found the final answer.â
Zooming into the abyss of Han Dongâs consciousness.
The surface of the Abyss Stone Tablet has already imprinted the outline of a third puzzle piece. Compared to the first two pieces, itâs much simpler; judging by the outline, it seems to be a face.
However, the specific design still awaits the final puzzle to be completed.
Han Dong has currently only found the answer to âWhat is Faceless,â with still some way to go to become a true [Faceless One].
However,
this half-yearâs reflection, wandering, and the sense found during fighting have clarified the direction. Once an opportunity arises, Han Dong is convinced he will seize it and complete the final puzzle.
âBy the way, those guys in the Chaos Prison are quite interesting.
They are also a group of extremely strong combat forces but are mentally unstable, unable to effectively control their madness.
In the future, if thereâs a chance, I can try negotiating with the Center of Chaos to transfer these prisoners to my prison⊠When I grow to a Mythic Body, I should be able to further expand the scale of the prison.
Just by following the fight clubâs system, I can manage them quite well.
If the Black Tower incident fully erupts and affects our side, this groupâs combat prowess will be indispensable.
Anyhow, this imprisonment journey turned out to be quite rewarding; I must thank the Gray Walker in person.â
Just as Han Dong was immersed in the joy of his harvest, resting in the bathtub.
Click~
There came a sound from the lock outside.
âIs Green back? No, the footsteps are deliberately being soft; this is not like Green.â
A moment later.
The bathroom door was gently pushed ajar.
Sallyâs half head quietly peered in. Initially shocked by the bathroom filled with smiling faces, she tried not to make any noise, fearing waking Han Dong from his rest.
âSally, why are you here?â
âAh! Youâre already awake~â
Upon seeing this, the black Goatâs Hoof stepped right in,
leaning against the bathroom door, locking it in the process.
A finger, forked like Tentacles, was held in her mouth, the silence in the bathroom broken by Sallyâs sucking noise.
Compared to the ârelatively conservativeâ Sally back then, who would even cover part of her appearance with a black veil, she showed clear changes now,
wearing just a strapless top,
with her exposed slim waist imprinted with a special symbol of fertility, and thin wisps of purple smoke continuously emanating from the lines,
the densely haired black legs cross-woven into a natural black stocking.
In the next second.
One leg stepped into the bathtub, soaking the stocking.
Soon, Sally fully climbed into the bathtub, sitting directly across from Han Dong.
Her soaked black long legs gently rested on Han Dong, with each hair-like Tentacle, in the âgentlestâ manner, threading into Han Dongâs pores, checking his physical state and healing him as much as possible.
âHalf a year⊠You didnât even say a word before leaving.
Iâve been undergoing special training in the Kingâs Court for the entire time, enduring the erosion and assimilation of chaos every day⊠enduring all alone for half a year, you better keep me company this time.â
Seeing Han Dong in front of her without an explicit rejection, she proactively moves in.
Unknown to her.
Just as Sally was about to straddle Han Dong.
Click~
There came a sound of the door unlocking from outside, accompanied by a strong aura of madness.
An instinctive pressure instantly dispelled Sallyâs thoughts, but the bathroom was small, with nowhere to hide.
If it were an ordinary moment,
Han Dong would inevitably pull Sally into the Brain Prison, but he canât even raise his hand now, let alone use his powers.
Click!
When Green forcefully opened the bathroom door, scanning through the laughing face imprints spread across the bathroom, he finally looked at the awakened Han Dong lying in the bathtub.
âHmm? Youâve awoken⊠You slept for quite a long time~ Seems like you were suppressed for too long in the Abyss Prison, unable to release this special mad laughter?
Itâs fine as long as thereâs nothing serious~ I was worried youâd have some difficult-to-heal injury, otherwise the party trip would have to be postponed again.
I have some things to do; you continue resting.â
In fact, Greenâs wounds hadnât fully healed yet either, as he was undergoing âacupunctureâ in a special Secret Room.
His body had several issues, such that amidst the influence of the mad laughter, he didnât smell the mutton scent in the air.
It was only due to the sensory holes left on Han Dongâs body that he came back to check the situation.
With Greenâs departure.
Sally, who was crouching beneath Han Dongâs hips, slowly raised her head, revealing a very dazed and cute expressionâŠ