My Cell Prison Chapter 1732: 1730: Race Against Time

Chapter 1732: Chapter 1730: Race Against Ti

The first party received double blessings from the Father of Snake, and experienced the ultimate taste with Green’s treat.

Although the second party was sowhat dangerous, it yielded legendary equipnt and Han Dong even secured a rare opportunity from the doctor.

It seems,

The Abyss Party is simply a land of opportunities; as long as you can hold on, you can reap bountiful rewards all the way.

“Green, can we visit the ‘Abyss Party’ multiple tis? For example, if we drop out midway or get eliminated… Can we co again after a month’s [Falling] to join the party at the bottom?”

Green shook his fingers,

“NO~NO~NO! Too many people have this idea.

The entry restrictions for the Abyss Party are rather strict… For individuals who leave the party normally, the cooldown is [five years].

If forced to leave, such as being eliminated or choosing to flee, the cooldown doubles.

I considered Nicholas coming here, so after leaving the Abyss Party seven years ago, I have been holding back, originally I could have enjoyed another Abyss Party imdiately after the London ga.”

“Five years huh? Seems I have to cherish this opportunity.”

According to the Black Tower’s tiline, Han Dong won’t make it to the next one.

The next step.

Utilizing the reasonable suspension period stipulated by the party,

The group stayed in the council area for an hour to allow the recently recovered Sally to adjust her state, and both Han Dong and Green needed rest after a grand battle.

“Let’s go!”

When inserting a key symbolizing peace and the unknown into the lock.

Swish!

The three people’s heads were simultaneously enclosed in a “linen pouch” with an extrely strong sealing effect, their senses sealing along with the linen pouch.

『This is…』

Han Dong did not make any intense resistance.

Green’s voice imdiately ca through his shoulder’s small hole:

『Nicholas,

We are about to enter an unknown party with the the of ‘peace’, considered as the standard [entry ceremony], based on experience we should be taken to a very interesting party gathering point.』

Crunch crunch~ Like an old tal wheelchair rolling over.

The wheelchair collided from behind, seating Han Dong and the others, heading to a specific area.

Within two minutes, the wheelchair stopped at a round table.

The linen pouch continued to cover their heads,

A sound similar to a rule explainer ca:

“Welco, everyone, to the [‘I Am Very Fast Ultimate Speed’ party].

Indeed, here we’ll compete on ‘speed’ in handling different situations from each team,

The three teams with the highest speed will be recognized as ‘party passers’, receiving a small commorative reward, and continue to the next party.

For teams unable to pass, sorry, your party journey ends here.

However, don’t worry!

This party is quite [peaceful], as long as you don’t force yourself to death, you can experience the entire process safely.

Furthermore, let explain the rules related to the speed party.

1. Participants are prohibited from leaving the wheelchair during the entire process, including your clones, spirit bodies, or any derivative powers, banned from leaving the wheelchair more than two ters.”

2. Prohibited from using various ans to interfere with other teams.

3. Details corresponding to each round of speed race will be engraved on the table top, rember to read carefully.

Violators will be severely punished, unable to step into the Abyss Party for 50 years.”

Upon hearing this, Han Dong imdiately had a guess.

『Huh? If we can’t leave the chair, the so-called speed race should be related to ‘intelligence’… perhaps it’s my strong suit.

Of course, in a place beyond common sense like the [Abyss Party], there’s undoubtedly a speed mode I can’t imagine, only adaptability can work.』

“Final countdown of ten seconds, the speed party is about to start…

10, 9, 1!

Haha, since it’s a speed race, the countdown should be faster~ Let’s start quickly.”

At the sa ti, everyone removed the linen head cover,

In the grim, dark party area, there were ten tables,

Han Dong’s group of three ford a team, while other tables had four, five, or even up to seven-person teams… numbers clearly put Han Dong at a disadvantage.

A bright spotlight shone solely on the tabletop, displaying the first round of “speed content” everyone faced.

Presented wasn’t the ‘intelligence puzzle’ Han Dong expected, but a table piled high with [live at],

Even exuding a mythical aura and under so drug stimulus, the flesh was continuously proliferating, almost overflowing the table.

Engraved on the table was the speed requirent for this round – “Use [eating] to remove everything on the table, any other thod to eliminate the flesh counts as a violation, if any at accidentally falls, it must be picked up and eaten cleanly.”

“Green, could this be?”

“Exactly… so ‘weaklings’ who wish to go to the Abyss Party but lack strength.

So of the demons among them will be sent to the [back kitchen] for modification, this guy in front should have undergone ‘increasing at’ modification, that will endlessly proliferate.

Quick, start eating.”

The demon turned into a pile of rotten at had long lost consciousness, eyes scattered throughout the body fixated on the diners, pupils revealing a craving to be devoured.

With other tables starting to gulp down rapidly,

Han Dong hurriedly grabbed a block of slimy, oily at and stuffed it into his mouth.

The next second!

Like lightning piercing the brain,

It was not tasty but an extre disgusting sensation, even causing Han Dong’s entire body to beco repulsive, even the soul felt sowhat uneasy.

Yue~ He rushed to cover his mouth with his hand to avoid erupting like a warrior.

Glug glug~

Expression difficult, barely managed to swallow.

Just recently, Han Dong experienced an extre feast, tasting this flavor caused a massive sense of disparity… it was multiple tis more stinky than Eugenes, even accompanied by an extre hateful taste.

However.

Beside him, Green was enjoying a hearty al.

Sally also unabashedly transford into Black Goat, using multiple large mouths for simultaneous gnawing… naturally, each gulp caused physiological discomfort, with the Black Goat’s body experiencing tremors akin to spasms, even excreting sothing.

Nevertheless, Sally ensured the fastest eating.

“Nicholas, this disgust is also crafted by [back kitchen], quickly adapt… other tables have more people, if too much ti is wasted here, it might be hard to keep pace later.”

Ugh~ Wow!

Yue!

Various vomiting sounds echoed through the party space.

Not only could Han Dong not endure it, but most demons were the sa,

Once losing control over their eating speed, they’d start vomiting uncontrollably… of course, dishes included in vomit must be eaten cleanly, or it won’t count as passing.

Occasionally glimpsing so demons using tongue-ford straws to suck up the vomit and excrete from the ground, Han Dong almost puked.

With the black whirlpool rotating within his abdon.

Han Dong tried his best to adapt to the rotten at, from small to big chunks, from nibbling to mad swallowing… striving to curb any vomiting occurrence.

“Fourth! Was my speed a bit slow…”

When Han Dong ate the last bite, three tables of participants were already missing from the party area.

In the next mont.

An opening appeared on the ground beneath everyone’s wheelchair.

Through a falling thod arriving at the second round’s speed location… again a table placed in front, covered with tiny bone fragnts, nail-sized pinkies, totaling hundreds of thousands.

The rule is simple -[puzzle],reassemble them into their original form.

“Ugh~ It’s finally my better field.”