[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-cell-prison":3,"chapter-my-cell-prison-my-cell-prison-chapter-1743":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","My Cell Prison",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1207928,1562,"Chapter 1737: 1735: Myth","my-cell-prison-chapter-1743",1743,"\u003Cp>Chapter 1737: Chapter 1735: Myth\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The state of Vangelis, the God of Many Legs, could be described as being at his wit’s end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The stone board, modeled after the Fate Card Game, had already been through forty-six different configurations, with each sub-board requiring effective movement and strategic attack and defense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each round being limited to three seconds, it meant an immense amount of thought was required per second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vangelis’ forehead and the inner layer of his brain were already teeming with tiny legs, racing rapidly to buy him more thinking time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s something off about this guy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He should be in the midst of a critical [Myth Construction]. Why hasn’t he completed the final structure, and why is he still stuck at Ancestor Return?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s gone wrong to make him focus all his attention on this chess game?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this continues, I’m really going to exhaust myself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vangelis had long regretted his choice, never expecting a young man of the new era to be so proficient at “Fate Chess Card.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“However, he should have reached his limit by now… what is it that keeps him going to this extent? Is it madness deep within the core? It must be; otherwise, no normal person would neglect a Myth Breakthrough and still concentrate on this game playing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is the purity of madness really this high? There’s no indication of it on the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If this continues, it might result in [Myth Failure], with both body and soul following the Mythical Puzzle into oblivion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s truly a pity for such a talent to die; I must end this game quickly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though Vangelis was more concerned about Han Dong’s ‘life issue’,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>he certainly wouldn’t go easy or end the game for this reason… he knew clearly that Han Dong insisted on playing for a reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Giving it their all to determine a victor was the best outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Currently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting opposite the stone board, Han Dong was wrapped in tentacles around his head,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>and due to the self-adaptive effects brought upon by the ‘Faceless One’, his body was covered with brain tissues, each brain corresponding to the number of boards separated from the game.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, with the extensive data processing, each brain had shriveled like a leaf, withering and dying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The game was now at its “final stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Dong’s role card had only one hit point left, while Vangelis had three.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The King card in Vangelis’ hand—a “God of Many Legs”—had completed its final evolution, spreading its countless legs across both main and sub-boards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It advanced like an army of many-legged creatures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If any board fell, Han Dong’s last hit point would be deducted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>what concerned Vangelis was,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a trap card Han Dong had placed deep within the main board had yet to be triggered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furthermore, starting from the tenth game, Han Dong had been deploying many small or derivative bodies on the sub-boards… these cannon fodder-like entities couldn’t possibly stop the army’s advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s end this.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the “God of Many Legs” crossed the midpoint of the stone board,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the trap card placed before Han Dong finally revealed itself—”Cell Division.” The trap card, having sunk for over five rounds, affected all boards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, it synchronized with the recent magic card played—”Faceless Transformation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In all board areas, owned entities occupied by the cells transformed into powerful “Faceless Ones”… this was the first full-scale battle across all boards.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ultimately ending with both sides deducting 10 hit points simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Life points synchronized to zero—”Draw”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the end of the game,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Han Dong’s body, having long reached its limit, began to disintegrate, and the overburdened consciousness began to crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn! This guy’s really about to die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vangelis, though equally exhausted and in desperate need of a rest in the time stream,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>considering Han Dong’s relationship with his boss, and Green’s previous emphasis…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Time Gem” embedded in his chest was forcefully ripped out and hurled toward Han Dong’s crumbling body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It precisely adhered to Han Dong’s abdomen and the Black Whirlpool point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The adaptive effect continued, and the Black Whirlpool admitted the gem, starting its rotation and activation… a “time field” enveloped Han Dong, slowing his body’s disintegration to 1\u002F100th the original speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who told you to press on so persistently, complicating the Fate Chess Card this much? My brain is about to burst, with no energy left for ‘Time Reversal’.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The extra time is granted; wish you good luck.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vangelis hadn’t been this weak for a long time, even requiring his skull to grow legs to support the brain tissues that might collapse into tofu any moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar scent diffused from Han Dong’s shoulder cavity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the cavity expanded, Green quickly climbed out, dragging Sally’s head along.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Vangelis, I didn’t expect you guys to be competing in such a deep-seated area.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the way, Han Dong looks strange; he might truly die completely!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Green, facing the dire situation before him, poked his fingers into a small hole on his cheek, inadvertently creating a terrifying abyssal crack.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sally, quickly help Han Dong with cellular nurturing to prevent his body from disintegrating.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rest inside my body to heal properly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crack on Green’s cheek produced a tremendous suction, pulling both Han Dong and Sally inside his body… where they would soon head is the most crucial Madness Central inside Green.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pervading madness aura there could resonate well with Han Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sally, without caring where they might fall, as she collected samples within Han Dong’s body, a glowing green stone rolled out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this the Father of Snake’s gallbladder?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If such an object exists, perhaps Nicholas may be reborn and stabilize his body.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sally tried to send the snake gall into Han Dong’s mouth,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>but discovered that his head was completely wrapped by grey tentacles, in a pre-advanced special state, unable to open it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Out of necessity,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sally had to first chew the snake gall in her mouth, ensuring no essence was lost, and fed it into Han Dong’s body through the tentacles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thump!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A loud, powerful heartbeat resounded in Han Dong’s body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rich and potent life energy swiftly spread throughout his body, like green serpents slithering within… the collapsing body halted, and even began reshaping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the homogenous madness within Green also stimulated Han Dong’s deep-coma consciousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head, wrapped in tentacles, began to move, actively absorbing the essence of madness there… awareness that might never regain was slowly recovering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Green?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Splat! As if someone lightly tapped his shoulder,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>when Han Dong opened his eyes, he was falling into the abyss… not Green’s body, but into the Abyss of Truth in his own consciousness space.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Landing at the deepest layer, it was filled with grey mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Parting the dense fog, approaching the stone tablet at the center, what appeared was surprisingly a Throne Embryo…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Han Dong hadn’t arrived, the stone tablet was still being continuously carved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, the basic outline of the throne had formed,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>behind the chair was a newly composed “Mythology Map.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, Han Dong didn’t go behind the stone seat to view the final composition of the drawing; he instinctively approached the front and sat down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>a magnificent, vivid mythical scroll unfolded in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The various special traits within his body began to fuse, and a new mythical field was now mastered by Han Dong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether it’s consciousness, soul, or body, they all reached a brand-new level,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>the Abyss of Truth before him became increasingly clear, with the truth inscriptions on its walls visible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sitting on the stone seat, Han Dong felt as if he could touch the truth with a slight stretch of his hand, able to constrain and alter the rules that existed in reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When his palm spread open, a cross-shaped slit opened in the palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A Demon Sword emerged from the palm, ‘very obediently’ hovering above the hand, the substance flowing on its surface became better understood, and the connection between them more solidified.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Finally… the Mythic Body, huh? Not easy at all.”\u003C\u002Fp>",1337,"2026-06-03T14:09:15.850Z",1,"novelbin.me","a49480fc518391f5554b6adf767c5d3381d8d6583805d943eb7efcb822f7228b","my-cell-prison-chapter-1744","my-cell-prison-chapter-1742",2176,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-cell-prison-cover.jpg"]