Chapter 1763: Chapter 1761: Deep House
The Headless had only visited the B.B.C once.
Besides,
it wasn’t a comprehensive visit; he mainly ca to help with an urgent matter.
At that ti, an individual contained in the mid-layer had an anomaly during a transfer, requiring a powerful ’spirit entity’ like the Headless to handle it effectively.
Due to a shortage of manpower, they temporarily recruited externally, offering high rewards while taking on risks. The Headless, having nothing better to do, thought of coming over to have so fun.
Although the out-of-control case was handled smoothly, the Headless thereafter developed a sense of caution towards the B.B.C, avoiding voluntary contact.
Thus,
the depth the Headless had been exposed to was just the mid-layer.
The knowledge of the [Deep] was purely informational.
...
Transmission ended.
The "rotation key" was completely shattered, necessitating another thod for level transfer.
Han Dong surveyed the current corridor,
constructed with pure black matte stone blocks, with various geotric protrusions on the surface, as if its structural rules had been disrupted.
So parts of the walls emitted bursts of white light, providing slight illumination but also adding to the eerie atmosphere.
However,
Han Dong didn’t sense anything abnormal, at least no imdiate danger.
"Is this the Deep Layer? Headless, how can you determine that?"
"It’s simple; you can judge the depth by the ’sense of restriction’... Haven’t you noticed your domain can’t expand? Also, there’s a quite apparent sense of confinent and restraint, can’t you feel it?"
"Huh? Really?"
As Han Dong raised his hand, strange black balloons floated upward around him.
Though not the full manifestation of his domain,
it was enough to signify that Han Dong’s domain hadn’t been suppressed or affected... Furthermore, Han Dong himself didn’t feel any sense of confinent or restraint.
If earlier incidents left the Headless surprised, he was now absolutely [shocked].
In the perception of the Headless, any individual coming to the B.B.C would face suppression effects, with the suppression intensifying as they went deeper into the levels.
Once, when he and a few external strong figures went to the mid-layer for suppression, they could only exert 50%~70% of their power.
The deeper layer was even more so.
"What is this situation? Even my ’King Domain’ would be greatly restricted, why aren’t you affected?"
Out of curiosity, the Headless pressed his stomach against Han Dong’s body for a thorough examination.
anwhile, Han Dong also noticed Sally’s unusual state.
Ever since being transmitted here, she hadn’t moved an inch, her outfit sprouted over a dozen tentacles cooperating with her arms to hug her body, and the horns on her forehead had grown out.
Apparently, Sally was resisting the [environnt] through her demon traits.
This ans, indeed, only Han Dong was a ’special case’.
The Headless continued to explain:
"The Black Tower Control Bureau doesn’t just divide areas based on ’levels’,
the nearer to the depths, the greater the ’control effect’.
Unlike the surface layer, which mainly focuses on managent and overall control.
The mid-layer already involves the managent of out-of-control entities... However, those contained there aren’t particularly dangerous, so even showing quite friendly behavior and can work with employees after a series of evaluations.
Moreover, the mid-layer is an important connection point.
So crucial materials, pheromones, or oddities collected from the deep layer are processed in the mid-layer, with so friendly out-of-control entities being key in handling these products.
However...
We skipped the relatively safe mid-layer and directly ca to the deep layer.
It can be said.
The deep layer is essentially a prison, or rather the prototype of the [Asylum]... used to control and restrain extrely dangerous out-of-control entities."
Han Dong caught a key term:
"Prison?
The reason I’m not restricted is likely related to my head... because my head possesses prison traits."
In the eyes of the headless, Han Dong’s head was always shrouded in a gray mist.
"Your head, from the mont we t, has always been impenetrable.
I only know that your head can provide camouflage abilities and now it turns out it has prison traits... What’s the structure inside?"
"Inside is a prison world; explaining it in detail is quite a hassle, I’d bring you for a direct experience if there’s a chance..."
"In-head world? Hmm, after this visit, I’ll visit your head then; it seems that this is definitely the reason you’re unaffected.
Additionally, I have a suggestion.
Han Dong, you should best disguise yourself, making it appear as though you’re under restriction, to avoid drawing attention... We must assu that the [Deep] has completely lost control."
Han Dong nodded; even without the Headless’s suggestion, he would do so; keeping a trump card is crucial.
"Let’s go, and see what place this really is?"
The Headless took the lead at the front of the group as [The King],
Sally, who had adapted to the ’sense of restriction’, walked in the middle,
moreover, Sally’s current image resembled a woman five months pregnant, nurturing a perfect fetus within her body for unforeseeable needs.
Han Dong pretended to struggle, trailing at the back of the group.
In the corridor, they encountered no abnormalities, the only peculiarity being,
in areas passed by the group, the geotric blocks protruding from the wall would retract, restoring the corridor to its normal appearance.
Upon stepping out of a corridor approximately a thousand ters long,
the group arrived in a massive black room, looking up revealed no ceiling... the top seed like an endless deep space.
This area had two features.
1. The floor was made of a tal-like magnetic particle that seed able to capture the identity information of the arrivals.
2. A large number of black cubes were present, each at least the size of a regular prison, with so spanning hundreds of ters.
So cubes protruded from the wall, while others floated mid-air.
The unseen sense of pressure instinctively slowed the group’s pace.
The bracelets worn on their wrists malfunctioned here, with the current area’s detection result as [???].
At this mont.
Rustle~
The magnetic particles converged in the middle, forming a sharply-dressed individual with cables connecting his back, his head resembling a display screen.
On the current display, tens of human heads arranged into a smiling face dripping with fresh blood.
The sound of electromagnetic interference emitted from the speakers:
"Welco to The-Deepest-House, I am your host.
Now we need to conduct a rather important procedure to facilitate our managent.
It’s simple; each of you will just need to answer a few questions individually.
We will arrange the ’tour’ based on your answers... After all, you are here for a visit, am I right?
Refrain from any resistance or insincere answers.
Otherwise, you might et a very grueso end~"
As he finished speaking,
those black cubes embedded in the wall or suspended mid-air shed their black mbranes,
turning into fully transparent containnt rooms.
Hundreds to thousands of out-of-control entities contained within temporarily put down their toys, books, or whatever they were doing, bowing their heads to gaze at Han Dong and his group.
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