My Cell Prison
Chapter 1505 - 1503: Biological Networks and Strange Objectives

Chapter 1505: Chapter 1503: Biological Networks and Strange Objectives

While Han Dong was meticulously studying the zombie’s brain.

Sally simultaneously discovered another killer squad operating on the third floor of the mall.

Their team composition was also "one man and one woman," and their activity zone was situated on the other side of the third floor. During the early stage of the zombie infection’s spread, they escaped to the nearest [Employee Lounge].

Similarly, it was a small and relatively enclosed area, albeit less advantageous compared to the surveillance room.

(This might correspond to the additional two points in Han Dong’s Luck Value.)

Upon entering the lounge, they immediately destroyed the surveillance cameras. Besides the general build of the two and their killer masks, no further information could be obtained.

"Nicholas, when are we going to move?"

"Once my research here is fully completed... I estimate it’ll take a few more minutes."

"Alright."

Even though Sally wore the Goat Mask, it couldn’t conceal the excitement in her eyes, as if she eagerly anticipated hunting zombies. The ongoing [Ladybug Day] game had brought Sally back to her primal state—a scenario where every moment was filled with noticeable improvement and growth, enabling her to immerse herself quickly in the thrill of slaughter and satisfaction.

Meanwhile.

The sales clerk bribed by Han Dong, named [Henry], was a forty-something black man with evident musculature on his arms due to his hard-working nature.

Currently, he had calmed down and begun to consider ways to escape.

Han Dong continued his study of the zombie brain, aiming to find answers to the questions he had previously pondered.

"Why is it that whenever a zombie is killed, all nearby zombies swarm over? Could there be some kind of sensory network among them allowing coordinated behavior?

Let’s test it out. I think I can handle it."

Then, Han Dong prepared to perform a bold operation—self-infection.

Without an injector on hand, the simplest, most direct method of infection was "getting bitten."

Han Dong removed the restraining device from the zombie’s mouth, then extended his right palm forward.

Excited beyond control, the zombie wasted no time sinking its teeth in.

Slash! Fresh Blood splattered.

The back of Han Dong’s right hand was instantly bitten into a bloody mess. Henry, the sales clerk standing nearby, was so terrified that he was utterly at a loss for what to do, unable to comprehend why Han Dong was doing this.

A subtle change was already unfolding inside his body.

Cellular devouring, intracellular transmission, RNA blockade and reconstruction.

Han Dong revealed a smile bordering on pathological.

The results were even better than expected. As soon as the zombie virus entered his right arm, it was immediately enveloped, corroded, and rewritten by the G-virus [from Biohazard], which was akin to a ’god’ (God).

The zombie virus’ RNA sequence responsible for expressing ’invasiveness’ was directly severed, preserved in his right arm under a "domesticated" state.

The result achieved was—"Han Dong became fully infected without being affected by the zombie virus."

Through this, Han Dong found the answers he sought.

As the zombie virus was domesticated within his right arm, retaining only its key traits, it safely connected to his nervous system.

Thus, Han Dong was linked to a unique "zombie network," akin to activating a radar in his brain—he could clearly sense the exact positions and life statuses of every zombie inside the mall.

"Just as I thought!

Once infected by the zombie virus, the infected are dragged into a [Local Area Network].

If any individual dies, other zombies will receive the information immediately."

Han Dong studied the zombie-like veins that emerged prominently across his right arm, realizing he had acquired something akin to a cheat. Han Dong was now a qualified ’network user,’ recognized by zombies as their Same kind, able to roam freely within the mall.

"Luck truly is a part of strength. This makes things so much more convenient... Hmm! What is this!"

As Han Dong’s consciousness delved into the wondrous zombie network, he unexpectedly discovered a distinct [point of perception].

As an ordinary zombie, Han Dong could not obtain any information about this target.

The existence of this entity was extraordinarily unique.

"Could it be the source of the mall’s zombie transformation?"

Han Dong faintly sensed an air of ’opportunity.’

However, the target was located on the [second floor].... If he were to go down now, while Han Dong himself would be fine, Sally and the sales clerk would definitely be attacked by zombies.

Causing excessive commotion might also attract other killers seeking to ambush.

As a result, Han Dong devised a plan.

"Sally, let’s first deal with the killer squad also located on the [third floor]. Let’s secure this floor as our own territory."

"How do you plan to do that? They’re on the other side of the third floor, several hundred meters away from us. Just going over there directly would result in a zombie swarm attack, wouldn’t it?"

"I’ve got a way to draw them over. Sally, you just focus on warming up."

Han Dong then turned to the confused sales clerk, handing him a backup baton obtained from the surveillance room.

"Mr. Henry, use this thing for temporary self-defense... just follow my instructions, and I promise you’ll make it out alive.

Also, I’ll need you to hand over the uniform you’re wearing and the surveillance room key."

"Sure."

Henry had already made up his mind. He understood that his survival was solely thanks to the help of these two mysterious customers, who had even paid him a large sum of money.

He had decided to trust them unconditionally, even if it meant doing things that went against his moral boundaries.

...

Opening the gate!

Feigning as a zombie, Han Dong left the surveillance room. As expected, the zombies wandering outside showed no interest in him at all.

Fifteen minutes had passed since the game began. According to the electronic timer’s notification, another fifteen minutes would bring about the next stage, where the ladybug count would increase.

The goal was to occupy the third floor as quickly as possible before then, minimizing uncontrollable danger.

Thus, Han Dong mimicked a zombie’s predatory stance and sprinted forward quickly.

Even Han Dong frowned slightly at the horrific condition of the mall.

Approximately [30%] of the zombies were in intact condition, while the rest were either missing arms and legs, entirely hollow in the abdominal region, or even dragging their heads forward using a hand.

As he approached the employee lounge where the killer squad was hiding.

Already dressed in the sales clerk’s uniform, Han Dong unleashed his peak acting skills, shifting from a zombie-like expression to one consumed by terror, stumbling and running to the lounge entrance, hammering on the door forcefully.

"Help me... help me!"

...

Second floor of the mall.

Another experienced killer squad was moving unharmed amidst the zombies, entirely unaffected by their presence.

Of course, they did not possess Han Dong’s unique traits but had prepared a special potion beforehand.

"Salle, didn’t I tell you this thing would come in handy sooner or later...? These zombies only rely on ’scent’ as their source of information. This potion, which masks scent, will be the key to us winning this game."

"Survive here, shop in the store afterward, and even level up our assassin rank!"

"Haha, you’ve really got it figured out, Mr. Sabo!"

Both killers wore White Masks depicting ’Anger’ and ’Sorrow,’ equipped with flying sickles and long-handled axes.

Their plan was clear—to seek out and force other killers hiding in various rooms into the open.

Utilizing their immunity to zombie detection, they’d let the zombie swarms Lock onto those killers and utterly Devour them.

However, one thing they were unaware of... their chosen route happened to lead past the mysterious target Han Dong connected with through the "zombie network."

As they passed a row of household goods shelves belonging to the other party.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A bizarre sound drew their attention.

A hairless zombie was relentlessly banging its head against the wall. Instead of fracturing its skull, it had deformed the wall into a concave shape.

Driven by their killer instincts, they sensed something was amiss—Danger—and turned to leave immediately.

The peculiar zombie abruptly looked back... displaying a strange symbol in its pupils as though possessing a sight ability ordinary zombies lacked.

Soon, the sound of screams echoed from the second floor of the mall.

Remaining killers: [8]