My Cell Prison

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Prison

Chapter 1: The Mysterious Prison

Sewage flowing and bacterial plaque raging.

Deep inside a certain abandoned prison....

Snap!

A mass of cells covered by a plasma membrane had actually separated from the surface of a corpse.

The cell mass was about the size of a human index finger, and its macroscopic appearance resembled a cloud of white snot.

This mass of cells seemed to have the ability to think and act independently.

However, due to the imperfection of the nervous system, it did not have its five senses.

However, when the clump of cells comes into contact with foreign objects, it is able to obtain basic information about substances by special means of 'intercellular signaling'.

The detached cells do not remain too long and begin to move.

Actin is produced.

This finger-sized mass of cells began an extremely slow 'migration movement', about as fast as a snail could move.

"No...not perfect enough, and not what I want."

The cluster of cells seemed to voluntarily abandon the seemingly complete and strong flesh and continued their search in the prison....

If only there were a torch to provide light.

You will find this one giant cell with hundreds of flesh discarded by the cell corps.

.........

The cluster of cells is not formed autonomously.

It has its own name-Han Dong.

Han Dong, an associate professor at the Faculty of Life Sciences at the University of Florence in Italy, was exactly 31 years old before he became this clump of cell cluster.

On 21 July 2018, he died of lung cancer in his bed at Florence Central Hospital.

The ward was filled with flowers, yet they came from his students, not his family.

At the moment of death, the pain and suffering dissipated, and Han Dong felt relieved instead.

He did not go to heaven or hell, nor did he drink the soup of forget-fullness, walk up to the Naihe Bridge, or experience the so-called reincarnation.

He was only greeted by endless darkness.

Yet, his consciousness remained throughout this process.

"Am I dead or not? The brain stays active for five minutes after a person dies...but I've been dead for an hour, haven't I?"

Han Dong's 'sense of time' was extremely strong, and with his consciousness clear, he knew exactly how long he had been 'dead'.

Han Dong slowly tried to perceive the 'body', who knew, but the image of a cluster of cells actually appeared in his consciousness.

Only two things could be done.

First, being able to sense detailed information about the objects he was in contact with through intercellular signaling.

Second, the ability to generate movement through the generation of actin.

Just as Han Dong was synthesizing actin within the cell cluster for the first time to perform the relevant activity, a system prompt echoed in its mind.

''Please pick the 'suitable' body within the prison, the current maximum load value is [100].

If you are not satisfied with the flesh you have selected, you can send the flesh to the processing room for cellular separation.

You may not move or transfer other prisoners' flesh in non-cellular form."

Another plan of the prison was generated at the level of Han Dong's consciousness.

Monolayer structure

A total of two hundred and four cells.

The floor plan also shows the inmates in each cell with dots of light and annotations with the word 'dead'.

In addition, the middle area of the prison showed a red-colored room called [Management Room] and was locked.

The room Han Dong was currently in was the [Processing Room].

"A foreign prison? Born again after death? What the hell am I ?"

These problems didn't bother Han Dong for too long.

He has been at the forefront of science for a long time and has a strong ability to accept new things.

In a short period of time, he realizes that he is a group of independent cells with a protective membrane, although it is unclear how a group of cells can survive and carry consciousness independently.

Cells are the basic unit of life activity, enough to prove that he is not dead.

"The so-called death crossing happened to me? And, crossing over into a mass of cellular assemblages? How ironic."

Han Dong, who has devoted his life to research in cell biology, published an article 'on the activation and control of cellular regulation by means of genetic coding' in Cell, a top international journal, half a year ago.

Han Dong, who was rated as an associate professor because of this article, was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer during a physical examination of the entire school faculty...suffering from the relentless erosion of cancer cells, his future was cut short.

He should have died in consciousness and died completely, but he was reborn in the form of a cluster of cells.

...........

Without much hesitation, and considering that the cell mass also needed a supply of energy to function properly, the priority was to follow the mysterious system's instructions and find the 'right' flesh.

Follow the instructions on the map.

Han Dong made his way to the nearest cell through an extremely slow 'crawl'.

The almost identical migration movement to that of a snail took him a full day.

Paired with the map in his consciousness, corresponding to the small dots of light that symbolized 'himself', he migrated to the next cell by the shortest path, making contact with the corpses of the prisoners inside the prison for the first time.

"Fortunately, there were instructions from the map, otherwise it would have been really troublesome with all five senses completely lost..."

The moment it touched the corpse.

Han Dong's consciousness level immediately revealed a complete cutaway of the body, along with detailed textual markings that could be viewed at the consciousness level.

Campbell. Frank (an underground boxer in his lifetime)

[Head] Inferior, Load requirements: 5

[Left Arm] Normal, Load Requirement: 11

[Right Arm]High quality, "Quick Punch" skill, Load requirement: 23.

[Torso] Normal, Load requirements: 13

[Left Leg] Normal, Load requirement: 11

[Right Leg] Normal, Load requirement: 14

A series of data messages were fed back to Han Dong's level of consciousness.

"The prisoner seems to have undergone a 'special treatment' before dying, thus keeping the body from decaying and available for me to occupy and control.

The previous hint said that if you are not satisfied with the flesh, you can simply discard it in the [Processing Room] and pick it again.

There are many more flesh to choose from, and it is necessary to utilize one of them to understand the current situation."

"Please confirm if you want to obtain all of "Campbell Frank" in its entirety? The required weight is 77.

"Yes!

In the blink of an eye.

The cluster of cells entered the body through the 'holes' on the surface of the prisoner's flesh, activating the entire body for a short time and restoring vitality.

First, an ear-splitting sound reverberated in the mind.

Followed by a cold stone touch coming from all parts of the body...indicating that the nervous system was all switched on.

The simple cell made of black rock and steel bars came into view, and vision returned.

Just as Han Dong was planning to investigate and analyze the mysterious prison, deducing why he was reborn and what secrets the mysterious prison was hiding.

Buzz! The entire body suddenly stood still.

Han Dong braced himself against the wall with one hand, gritting his teeth and letting out a roar!

"F...this guy's a retard!"

After completely occupying [Campbell. Frank], Han Dong was having a hard time.

Due to the recovery of the five senses and thus getting information about his surroundings, something went terribly wrong when he went further, intending to perform complex data processing through his brain!

Han Dong, the consciousness body, was the youngest associate professor in the life science school of a well-known university, an academic tyrant.

But consciousness is consciousness, and when the consciousness collects data through the senses, fits the relevant processing formula, and wants to give it to the brain for processing, something goes terribly wrong!

It's like buying a 2080ti graphics card, yet such a top of the line card is in a mainframe with a CPU that is only an older version of the I3 processor.

The bigger problem is that this processor has had water in it!

The system was near collapse due to the large amount of data being introduced.

Han Dong could only close his eyes and silently chant the Great Compassion Mantra, minimizing the intake of external information and emptying his mind as much as possible!

Otherwise, this retard's brain is bound to crash or even 'burn out' from the massive amount of data introduced.