My Cell Prison
Chapter 925 - Chapter 925 Chapter 924 Contribution

Chapter 925: Chapter 924 Contribution Chapter 925: Chapter 924 Contribution The following day,

Han Dong went to the Black Pyramid as agreed.

The attendant immediately recognized Han Dong’s identity and took him to the independent stone chamber of [High Priest-Tutramon].

Miss Mary, who accompanied him, also received permission to enter.

It must be explained that upon setting foot in the Black Pyramid, one would experience a sense of spatial disorientation that made it impossible for individuals to remember the layout inside. Even a straight passage would be remembered as a winding road with multiple forks.

At the same time, at every junction of the passages stood a black guard wielding a heavy sword, emitting an extremely horrifying aura.

Occasionally, one would encounter priests of grotesque forms (severely hunchbacked, with multiple arms, having tail structures, or their faces covered with facehuggers)–each of them immensely dangerous, making infiltration by outsiders impossible.

After passing through several passages and taking two muscle transport devices,

a large stone door adorned with “a skull head with centipedes crawling out of its eye sockets” appeared before them. When Han Dong wanted to thank the guide, the latter had already disappeared.

With the touch of his palm, the stone door slowly sank.

An invisible breath spilled out from the inside, as if countless souls crowded around Han Dong, attempting to awaken the most primal sense of fear within him.

However, with [20%] of his fear resistance unleashed and the synergistic effect of Mad Laugh nearly restored, he was completely unaffected by this kind of fear similar to that in the competitions.

But upon stepping into the territory of the Terror Source High Priest, Han Dong was so shocked that he froze on the spot.

“This… such a large control space?”

Unlike the expected office, it could more accurately be described as a massive factory area.

Metal walkways resembling ribs,

the factory walls protruded with many large mixing kettles–like liquid storage devices shaped after human skulls, mixing and reaction devices, all interconnected through countless metal pipes,

pipes filled every gap in the walls and the ground, not wasting any space.

At the same time, there were many workers who had abandoned their skin tissue and were wearing glass head covers, working here.

Looking far down the main road, Han Dong saw the Terror Source High Priest he was about to follow in the control room on the second floor at the end of the factory.

“This must be the manufacturing of a ‘fear attribute’ Black Water… The workers here are similar to the Corpse Handlers in the wormhole area, all belonging to ‘The Dead’.

They are merely slavish corpses that lack cognitive ability and are driven solely by Black Water.”

When Han Dong arrived at the control room,

the High Priest wearing a golden mask was reviewing the production report of the past week.

“You brought a friend as well? Fine… She also performed well in the competition, and she seems to match your abilities. I permit you to bring an assistant, but her salary will be only [1/5] of yours.”

“Alright.”

Han Dong was somewhat surprised that Maritzis was immediately permitted to be his assistant.

The High Priest put down the booklet in his hand, and the golden mask faced Han Dong.

“Indeed, your brain structure and certain characteristics allow you to resist fear. I am pleased that you have become my ‘Probationary Priest’.

However, a Probationary Priest is just your position within the pyramid; fundamentally, you still belong to the White Slaves and are still under the control of the slave system.

While serving me, you must follow the relevant regulations and not cause me any unnecessary trouble.”

“Understood!”

Han Dong had already understood the City of Gods slave system through books before.

The setting of the [promotion competition] merely enabled an individual to completely shed their status as a lower-tier slave (lower, middle, high).

By earning the acknowledgment of the pyramid and acquiring the right for high-quality Black Water modification, one becomes a ‘White Slave’.

Within this tier, further subdivision occurs, with three levels (white, grey, black).

These three all belong to the upper echelons of slavery and can enjoy certain privileges within the City of Gods, as well as hold relevant positions in various organizational institutions… For someone like Han Dong who has performed astonishingly in the competition, a special exception is made to allow him to work within the Black Pyramid.

However, it seems the promotion of high-ranking slaves is not that straightforward, and the manual Han Dong purchased did not provide an explanation either.

“High Priest, I have a question. After reaching the status of a White Slave, how can one continue to be promoted?”

“It’s simple, [Contribution].

Just as when you were a low-ranking slave working for the [Colosseum] or picking up trash in the Wormhole Area, you were contributing to the City of the Gods.

Because you have potential and have made significant contributions, the beast fight arena was willing to raise your status and let you participate in the promotion competition.

Now that you have gained recognition from the Black Pyramid, these lower-level contributions are no longer helpful for identity promotion.

To enhance your status, you need to complete ‘Contribution Tasks’ issued by the Black Pyramid or the Nine Pillars Company.

Accumulate Contribution Value.

When your Contribution Value reaches a certain limit, your status will be promoted accordingly.

Similarly, once you reach the current highest level of a Black Slave, I will immediately submit an application on your behalf to strive for a ‘God Chosen Examination’ for you.

I believe that with your potential and the Death trait from Anubis, you can meet the requirements in a relatively short time.”

“Okay, I’ll do my best.”

Han Dong was well aware that the so-called ‘God Chosen Examination’ must be the next stage of power unlocking, which he estimated could lift 50% or even more of his limits.

“By the way… Do you want to become [Pharaoh]?”

“What?”

Han Dong was shocked!

Such a statement, in a seemingly dictatorial City of Gods, would be considered gravely subversive.

Yet, the Terror Source High Priest in front of him spoke as if it were a normal matter, “Do not worry, the City of Gods is fair to everyone.

As long as one has the corresponding ability, they can assume the corresponding position.

You can even express your desire to vie for power in front of the Pharaoh himself… You may face targeting in private, but more often, you will receive praise.

I have more than once wanted to claim the position of Pharaoh; unfortunately, I have always fallen short.

The one now sitting in the Pharaoh’s seat is indeed a bit stronger than me, and it’s difficult for me to make any further breakthroughs, unless I commit some forbidden acts.

Your performance in slaying Terror Source during the promotion competition gave me a glimmer of hope… Do you entertain this idea?”

When the High Priest initially asked, Han Dong thought for a moment that he was being baited by entrapment.

But when the High Priest referred to the Pharaoh as ‘that guy’, his concerns dissipated.

“If I have the opportunity, I would like to give it a try.”

“Good… In that case, I have a few special ‘Contribution Tasks’ for you. If you can complete them, you will gain a large amount of Contribution Value and aid in your promotion too.”

“What tasks?”

For some reason, Han Dong felt he was being trapped… as if he was about to be duped by the Terror Source High Priest.

“Go to the Forbidden Area and bring me back something useful.”

“Forbidden Area?”

“That’s right… This planet has not been entirely controlled by us; there still exists 5% to 10% of unknown territories.

Due to certain reasons, these are known as [Forbidden Areas].

The existence of these [Forbidden Areas] was also one of the main reasons why the former creators chose this planet as a ‘Development Area’.”