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Chapter 113 - 102 Beastification Reagent

Chapter 113: Chapter 102 Beastification Reagent

"What?"

Stanley instinctively turned his neck 180 degrees, then his pupils constricted.

The guy who had been hit by seven or eight shots from his modified rifle was actually standing up again!

Impossible!

His rifle was specifically modified to deal with mutants!

Even a regular bullet-proof vest couldn’t withstand the specialized bullets fired by this rifle!

How could the other party be unharmed?

Thud~

A massive fist, accompanied by the sound of the wind, fiercely imprinted itself on his face, covered in scale armor.

Ah~

Two blood-stained fangs flew out.

Stanley felt as if he had been hit by a truck, his feet lifted off the ground, and his whole body flew backward groggily.

The next moment,

Two muscular, veins-bulging hands grabbed his airborne feet, lifted him high, and smashed him down hard!

Thud~

Dust exploded.

In the soft Gobi soil, a shallow human-shaped indent appeared.

Thud~

The ground shook again.

Opposite, another shallow human-shaped indent appeared.

Again and again,

Time after time,

Brian, with a ferocious expression like the Hulk slamming Loki, swung the human-shaped meat strip in his hands from left to right, venting the anger from his first time being shot.

Crack~

He didn’t know how many times he had smashed.

Brian only felt his hand loosen, only to find that the bastard who shot him had turned into a pile of tattered flesh, only the pair of dismembered short legs remaining, bleakly held in his hand.

He casually threw the short legs aside and spat on the opponent’s rotten flesh, "hetui, such trash dares to call itself a monster, isn’t afraid of being killed when it goes out!"

Brian glanced at the unconscious Sandy, took off his jacket and tattered bullet-proof vest, and looked down.

Amid the rising dust, he saw on his chest, strands of blood-red meat buds wriggling in the air, squeezing out the bullets like popping a pimple and dropping them to the ground, then merging as the wounded skin spread and fused.

Gift Energy -3.

In the blink of an eye.

Except for the blood-stained holes on his shirt,

There were no more signs of gunshot wounds on his body.

Gift Energy + Body Control Talent = A low-grade version of Undying Body, awesome!

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"Woof woof~"

Shi San, seeing that the situation was settled, crawled out from under the car and ferociously barked at the ground meat.

If it weren’t for the big dog stopping it,

It would have definitely rushed up and killed the guy who hurt the big dog.

"Afterthought, stop yapping, go guard the surroundings!"

Brian gave Shi San a flick on the head.

Shi San looked at Brian with aggrieved eyes, jumped onto the car, and started to guard diligently.

Brian withdrew his gaze, picked up a piece of scale armor, examined it for a moment, and sniffed it, frowning.

The scale had a unique pheromone similar to a crocodile’s, but it was faint.

Not up close.

Even with his enhanced sense of smell activated, he couldn’t detect it.

Besides,

After the other party died, the pheromones emitted by the corpse seemed to contain owl pheromones as well.

It felt like a hybrid product.

Curious,

Brian first confirmed that Sandy was indeed unconscious and hadn’t seen his abnormal state, then directly slapped her face.

After a few slaps,

Sandy groggily opened her eyes.

When she saw the shirtless Brian, her eyes widened, "You’re not dead?"

Brian shrugged, "If you keep spouting nonsense, you definitely won’t see the day I die."

Sandy quickly covered her mouth.

Brian nodded in satisfaction, pointed to the pile of rotten flesh on the ground, and curiously asked, "What is this weak and ugly thing?"

"A person," replied Sandy, exceedingly docile after having faced death repeatedly: "He was a member of the Aryan Brotherhood, nicknamed Ghoul, a monster who was injected with the Beastification Reagent."

Beastification Reagent?

Brian had seen the USB left by his uncle and had browsed some basics on the NW internal website.

But there was no related information.

Can humans also be beastified?

Aryan Brotherhood, Brian was aware of it.

It was one of the largest gangs in the United States, originating in prison, primarily composed of white inmates, characterized by Nazi Party cross tattoos and bald heads.

The reason all members were white was due to their white supremacist ideology, with members widely distributed, almost in most prisons across the Federation.

Brian glanced at the ugly and broken corpse on the ground, confirmed that the other party was indeed white, had cross tattoos, and his bald head was very noticeable.

He nodded: "What is Beastification Reagent? And why were they chasing you?"

Sandy’s lips twitched, somewhat hesitant:

"Beastification Reagent is a product of a mutant cult—the Doomsday Sect, where humans, by injecting Beastification Reagent, if they survive, can possess some animal abilities.

How much they are enhanced depends on the genetic compatibility.

Even if successful, most people experience physical mutations, akin to a weakened, uncontrollable version of a mutant."

Brian surprised: "You know about mutants?"

Sandy nodded, "My parents worked for the Bounty Guild, specifically hunting those mutants, but they died later, and I learned about these things from their notes."

The Bounty Guild is an organization with a long history in the United States, tracing back to the cowboy era, where bounty hunters hunted down fugitive criminals to claim high rewards.

This tradition has continued to this day.

The idea of the group’s leader, Susan, was to become a bounty hunter.