My Cell Prison-Chapter 901 - 900 Wormhole
Chapter 901: Chapter 900: Wormhole
Chapter 901: Chapter 900: Wormhole
“The approval has come through, Nicholas, your status has been elevated to ‘Advanced Slave’… As for your slave, he too has been elevated to ‘Intermediate Slave’.”
“From now on, your job will be to scavenge in the [Wormhole], picking up newcomers with intact bodies.”
Han Dong finally obtained the status of ‘Advanced Slave’ under the permission of the [Colosseum].
However, the System’s restrictions had not been relaxed at all, maintaining the limitations of his abilities at their initial state.
Meanwhile, Han Dong’s work underwent the corresponding changes.
Although scavenging seemed rather shabby, it actually allowed for a higher salary and more free time to manage independently.
It wasn’t about picking up actual garbage.
Instead, they headed to the entrance of God’s City, the Wormhole, where Outsiders qualifying for entry would end up in various areas of the Wormhole in a state of deep unconsciousness, just as Han Dong and the others had.
Newcomers with intact bodies would be picked up by different organizations and labeled as ‘Lower-level Slaves’.”
Han Dong would do as the company arranged.
After all, he wasn’t particularly interested in the job initially assigned to him—monster creation.
It simply involved using the special traits of Black Water to directionally induce mutations in organisms to create monsters suitable for beast fights with relative stability.
The Black Water used for induction was just the common Black Water, nothing interesting.
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Han Dong sought the type of Black Water that was evaluated as ‘Excellent’ and ‘High Purity’ by his personal detector.
“Warden Bath, there is something I’d like to ask for your help with… Could you help me check where these people are?”
A piece of paper with the names of team members was handed to the warden.
“Are you sure they are all still alive?”
“I’m certain.”
“I’m only 40% sure.
If they were just common slaves, it would still be manageable… But if they have been picked up by some big biological companies to be used as specimens, and the company internally blocks all news, it’s basically hard to trace them.”
“Hmm, I appreciate it, Mr. Bath.”
“You must be friends from the same batch that came to the City of Gods, right? Since I’m helping you find people, can you do something for me?”
Han Dong had anticipated this.
After all, the warden’s special attention was due to the potential he saw in Han Dong, who must provide some form of reciprocation.
“I will sign up for this month’s [Promotion Competition]… striving to become a ‘White Slave’.”
The so-called [Promotion Competition] was a special assessment activity within the slavery system of God’s City.
Any company or organization could only elevate an individual to ‘Superior Slave’ status, and to reach a higher status, one had to participate in the [Promotion Competition] held in the Black Pyramid.
A competition recognized by the reigning Pharaoh, held once a month.
As long as one successfully passed the competition, one could advance to a higher tier of slavery, and even hold a certain level of actual authority within the City of Gods.
Moreover, Han Dong guessed that such periodic promotions might even lift some of his ability constraints.
Upon hearing this, the warden’s eyes lit up,
“It seems you have already thoroughly understood the slavery rules of God’s City, huh?
Even knowing about the monthly [Promotion Competition]… Actually, you don’t need to hurry.
Although your promotion would also reward me, ‘the Guide,’ from the company,
since you’ve just arrived here, participating in the [Promotion Competition] so soon will most likely end in death.”
“Over ten days is completely sufficient.”
“It’s not as simple as you think… I’ve been free recently, come find me after you finish work.
If you don’t meet the standards I set, you are not allowed to participate in the [Promotion Competition].”
Han Dong was hoping for such a response, which meant the warden would offer opportunities for ‘sparring’ and ‘strength assessment.’ It couldn’t be better.
“Okay!”
“Fine, you hurry off to work then.”
…
[Wormholes] are a type of wall cavity architecture, totaling 72 locations.
All situated on the ‘border wall area’ of the City of Gods.
As for the city wall of God’s City, it’s not the stone-built wall usually conceptualized but a living bodily flesh wall… Moreover, the height of the wall cannot be seen with the naked eye, stretching directly to the clouds in the sky.
It felt as though God’s City-Akamagan was constructed within the enclosed body of a living creature.
“Could it be… that God’s City itself is constructed inside the Sandworm that devoured us, or that the Sandworm itself is God’s City?
A living city?!”
Thinking this, Han Dong was also thoroughly shaken.
Constructing a living city through a civilization developed purely by biotechnology was within the realm of reason.
That meant, God’s City remained on the move continuously, navigating within this alien planet, devouring the new slaves that arrived without them needing to enter the city themselves.
After showing his [Colosseum] scavenging license, Han Dong entered the Bug Nest No. 19.
Arranged neatly within the Bug Nest were numerous black passageways.
Every so often, a newcomer, sticky with bodily fluids and unconscious, would slide out from these passages.
The ground was already accumulated with more than hundreds of bodies, most missing limbs or already dead.
For every newcomer with intact limbs that Han Dong found and took back, he would earn a 5ml wage supplement.
Just as Han Dong was preparing to start his first day of work, he noticed a group of workers specifically tasked with garbage disposal inside the wormhole.
One by one, they were strong, each wearing a mask shaped like organs.
They cleared the dead or the newly arrived who had been incomplete for over three days… lifting ten bodies at a time, towards the garbage chute of the wormhole, throwing them into the deep underground.
Instinct told Han Dong that this might be related to some secret of God’s City. He quickly approached a worker wearing a heart-shaped mask and asked softly,
“May I know, where are these useless bodies sent to?”
However, he did not receive an answer.
The laborer did not turn his head or stop, continuing with his work.
“You’re new here, talking to these ‘Corpses’… These limb-missing trash — since they’re of no use to the development of God’s City, they can only be fed to the poor creators.”
At that moment, a lean tall man with six arms who was also there to pick up trash provided an explanation.
“White Giant?” Han Dong immediately connected it with the movie plot.
“Haha… it’s better to know less.”
This man had finished his work for the day, carrying six complete bodies, and left the wormhole with bursts of weird laughter.
This man could never imagine that his impulsive reply, due to finishing his work early today, would become the catalyst for the transformation of God’s City.
“Indeed… Have the people from Ancient Egypt who were brought to this planet completely devoured the ‘White Giant’? Perhaps the garbage disposal chute at the lower end of the wormhole corresponds to some hidden secret of God’s City.
Perhaps the White Giants are imprisoned below, or there may be even more brutal scenes.
To be safe, I will wait until my powers are mostly unlocked before going down to check it out.
I can smell the unfolding plot already…”
Just as Han Dong pretended to pick up trash and tried to get closer to the garbage chute leading to the lower end of the wormhole… buzz!
A faint sense of resonance emanated from the Body Trunk.
“Hmm? Could it be, there’s an ‘Uncontrolled’ marked by the Black Tower below?”
This sensation made Han Dong even more determined to go down and take a look…
