My Cell Prison
Chapter 56: Seeds

　"What bullshit tests, what bullshit rules for knights, what bullshit black and white first, No! Mr. Black and White was nice to me, and I can't yell at him for that~ hiccup!

No one cares about me, and I haven't even become a knight or a teacher in the mysticism department."

Nature Exposed.

The drunken Pasha was not the same person at all as before, Even Han Dong was blinded.

And this white wine, too, had a big problem.

It actually tasted like a white wine with a bitter taste.

Han Dong suspected that this white wine's alcohol percentage was above 50 percent, and it really had a certain sterilizing effect, drinking it into the body also had a feeling of killing people.

Pasha, whose face was now red, wrapped her arms directly around Han Dong, their faces almost pressed together.

"Why don't you drink? I brewed it myself! You are disrespecting me by not drinking, disrespecting your talented teacher in plague science."

As mentioned before, Pasha's body was considered model-grade.

To have this level of intimate contact with a woman of the same age, Han Dong had never experienced it before in his life, even though this flesh of Han Dong's body was weak, there was still the proper physiological reaction.

"Hmm, with this body of mine, teacher, I might just die if I drink this level of alcohol."

"Huh? How can you be that vulnerable? Let me check."

As she said so, not allowing Han Dong to resist at all.

With an inhuman strength, Pasha directly took off Han Dong's shirt.

There were many pits on the yellowish skin, and the rib stripes were clearly visible.

The delicate palm of her hand touched back and forth on the surface of her body, especially the touch of her fingertips, causing confusion to Han Dong's brain.

"Hic~ Your body is too bad, isn't it? You might actually die if you drink it, it's so boring that the first student recruited can't even drink with me."

This intimate contact stopped.

Han Dong, a reserved old man in his thirties, couldn't stop blushing.

"But, although your body is poor, your ability is not weak. Unlike the me back then."

Drinking too much.

Coupled with years of being alone in the [Old Sewer] for research and self-improvement, loneliness was inevitable.

Han Dong was her first student, plus Han Dong's special test reminded her of something from the past.

The effects of the alcohol made Pasha dig out some of the things that had been pushed down on her heart.

Releasing her arms around Han Dong.

Pasha took the bottle and sat back down at her desk.

Her body hot from drinking alcohol, Pasha actually took out a pair of scissors from her drawer and trimmed the black trousers she was wearing into super-shorts on the spot.

Her long, white legs were sticking out on the desk.

However, there was a small blemish on this seemingly perfect 'artifact', Han Dong noticed that there was an indelible cut mark on Miss Pasha's ankle. Sᴇaʀᴄh the N0vᴇlFire(.)nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of nøvels early and in the highest quality.

Pasha continued to drink and talked about the old days.

"Back then, I was far from the quality treatment you received.

Enrolling with a 'failing' test score, with a shortage in the Mysticism Department, ha-ha! No teacher wants to take a useless student like me."

Han Dong also recalled his previous testing experience.

The setting of the 'interference item' was modeled after the test Pasha had taken.

Han Dong asked curiously, "Miss Pasha, what you were initially good at should be 'Divination', right?

Divination, which also belongs to a very important branch in the Department of Mysticism, can predict the future and insight into the location of enemies, did you give it up because there was no one to take you?"

Pasha responded with a calm face, "Yes, Divination requires a large resource base, a large number of books to read and a Divination teacher to guide you, and a useless student like me can't even learn about 'Divination' through any channel, and resources can't even be shared.

If one were to stick to any original intent, sooner or later they would die in the Destiny Space.

The best option would be to give up the opportunity to study in the academy and go to the commoner's area to become a policeman, or if I was lucky enough to find a well-paying job in the church or union.

It was hard to crawl out of the commoner's area, and I don't want to just go back.

The only thing I could do was to find another way, to choose the most difficult and somewhat dangerous Plague Science.

At that time, the "Old Sewer" was even less frequented, and only a few professors would take samples here, and I was able to take advantage of this opportunity.

Now that I think about it, it really wasn't easy to survive until now.

Hee-hee, thanks to all this wine."

Saying that, Pasha started gulping down the wine again.

An unforgettable picture also flashed through her mind as she talked about what had happened before.

A subcutaneous fungal infection due to inadequate protection, at its worst, there were even small umbrella-shaped fungus growing in patches on the surface of her skin.

There was also the experience of being infected by the plague, and if it wasn't for the fact that there was a special treatment for the plague within the Mysticism Academy, she would have died long ago.

While these memory images kept flashing through her mind.

Nosebleeds mixed with germs came out from Pasha's nostrils, and she was busy touching the blood away with a tissue.

There was also some physical discomfort, shaking her head a little dizzily and looked at Han Dong.

"Look in the bookcase for a book on Plague Science and study yourself for a while, I'm a little sick."

Immediately following, Lecturer Pasha pushed open the iron door of the lounge and swung in.

Han Dong was still a little worried about his first instructor, who knew that as soon as Pasha entered the door, the entire person fell directly onto the soft bed.

Following, a huge 'grunt' sound that was completely incompatible with its size was heard.

Seconds and asleep.

With such a tutor, Han Dong was also a bit helpless.

He said he would hurry up and study, but the teacher fell asleep after drinking too much herself.

Han Dong quietly entered the lounge, covered Pasha with a blanket and took off the white paper she had just touched to remove the nosebleed.

Even without a microscope, the colony of bacteria mixed in the blood could be seen with the naked eye.

"If it were an ordinary person with such a high concentration of germs in their blood, they would have died long ago, right?

Is it so difficult that a colony ecosystem has formed in Ms. Pasha's body? This is the result of specializing in 'plague science'?"

This situation made Han Dong even more curious about plague science.

After exiting the lounge, he pulled out the books on the bookshelf that had books on plague science and started studying on his own.

Some of the concepts in the books about 'Plague Science' were different.

It was a blend of supernatural things on top of the basic knowledge that Han Dong knew.

In the first chapter, it began to talk about the knowledge related to 'Plague Control'. Furthermore, on the first page, Han Dong read about a very important concept.

The concept related to the unknown 'energy mass' that was created in the brain due to the distribution of fate points.

The technical term given in the book was - [Seed].

For a moment, Han Dong was completely brought into this book, published by the National Royal Knight Academy and written by the former head of the Department of Mysteries, the textbook "Plague Science (Complete Edition)".

At the level of reading scientific papers, Han Dong has a unique accomplishment.

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