Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 170 - 141: Smashing the Easter Egg, Shi San’s Transformation, Test_2

Chapter 170: Chapter 141: Smashing the Easter Egg, Shi San’s Transformation, Test_2

He thought back to his previously smug coping strategies and suddenly felt as childish as a little kid.

He was still playing at drugging and threatening.

Others had already started to kill and set fires.

"This is a misunderstanding..." Doli felt he might still salvage the situation.

"We aren’t discussing this," Brian said, pulling out a small knife to cut open Doli’s clothes and throw them into the roaring fire behind him.

He leaped down from the high platform, moved away from the high heat, took a moment to look around, and then nodded with satisfaction,

"Doli, do you know about roasting?

Close-range high-temperature roasting, then using the fat inherent in the food to slowly cook it from the inside; those fats being compressed by the tight roasted meat to the surface, buttery and fragrant, neither dry nor oily, preserving the most original delicious taste of the meat..."

Whoosh~

With his clothes gone, Doli felt the scorching pain on his back, and hearing Brian’s detailed and slow description, a simple thought terrified him to the point of wetting himself.

He begged tremulously, "Please don’t do this, I beg you, don’t do this, that’s too inhumane, just kill me, please, just kill me!"

"Shh~"

Brian interrupted Doli’s pleas, "While there’s still time, quickly tell me your earlier plan."

Under Doli’s hurried and fearful description, Brian finally understood the truth.

Actually, everything was the same before.

The only problem was that Doli wasn’t so-called kind-hearted guard, but the assistant to the pig farm’s manager.

He knew every guard, every ’piglet,’ so after learning about the tragic incident of Soraya, he comforted her while devising the escape plan.

The only issue was.

He had planned to use her identity to call the police once Soraya had escaped, and then find a chance to dispose of his own boss.

Unexpectedly, the person Soraya had found to pick her up was so unreliable, stealing a car was one thing, but then directly hitting and killing Soraya. Out of desperation, he had kept it secret from the boss above while returning to the small town, waiting for the city police to arrive and then actively guide them.

The black man, Green, was too naïve and was easily seen through by Doli.

That led to what happened later.

Doli was even more surprised that he hadn’t expected Brian, this pretty boy, to be so impressive, straightforwardly knocking his boss Bieber down, packing him up, and taking him back, paying no regard to the big boss’s face.

"This Easter egg, it’s so dry."

Brian shook his head in disappointment, "I’m sorry, Doli, I’m a man of principle. If you can’t please me, all I can say is sorry."

With those words,

He whistled at Shi San.

One man and one dog, gradually receding under the reflection of the flames.

Behind them, the pitiful and resentful voice of Doli continued unabated, "I curse you, you—"

But soon, he was out of energy.

Under the continuous roasting at high temperatures, blisters formed on Doli’s back, and under the sting of pain, his consciousness grew fuzzy, as if he could hear the sizzling sound of oil hissing.

He suddenly remembered the detailed description Brian had given earlier.

Ah, quite the vivid image.

...

Half an hour later,

Brian reappeared on the high platform.

He had left before

for two reasons. First was to fish, to see if any unlucky soul, attracted by the commotion, would foolishly come over.

If so, he would detonate the crude bomb beneath Doli’s feet to prevent a melodramatic scene where someone might reveal his identity before dying.

Second, it was for an experiment.

He wanted to see if Doli would give birth to an Obsession Little Ball.

Brian was not disappointed.

Two pale red balls slowly condensed in front of Doli’s somewhat dehydrated corpse.

"An ordinary person can actually generate double obsessions, Doli, you really are a greedy fellow."

Brian muttered, reaching out to crush the two Obsession Little Balls in front of Doli:

Obsession One: Burn that beast Brian to death!

Gift: 3 Gift Energy points.

Obsession Two: Burn that bitch, Mrs. Gilman, who caused my death!

Gift: 3 Gift Energy points.

After reading the obsessions and gifts,

Brian curled his lips.

Such a miser, giving so little yet asking for so much, really a low-grade job.

Obsession One, calling for Brian to burn himself to death.

No need to say, that was an outright refusal.

Obsession Two...

Brian nodded, choosing to accept.

Three points of Gift Energy, better than nothing, but he was also really discontent with Soraya’s crappy mother. He hadn’t taken action previously only due to the lack of a suitable environment and reason.

Now, Doli gave him that reason.

...

Back downtown, Brian, having altered his appearance, arrived at the garage of a safe house, skillfully changed the tires of his used car, and returned to his apartment.

He bathed Shi San and prepared a pile of meat.

Brian put on new clothes, transforming into a tall and thin man resembling a bamboo pole, and went out to dig up spoils he had buried before.

It was a small lead box.

With the lead box,

Brian headed to a gathering place for the homeless, found an empty spot, and opened the lead box.

Inside were several short and slim metal syringes.

The syringes had some letters laser-etched onto their surface but had no extra explanations, making it difficult for outsiders to determine what was inside through the letters.

But this was no issue for Brian.

He took one out and injected it into his wrist.

The injection tip was unique, ejecting seven or eight fine channels, easily piercing Brian’s skin as tough as cowhide.

Throughout the process, Brian barely felt any pain.

"Very advanced..."

Brian closed his eyes, sensing the changes as the reagent entered his body.

The unknown liquid entered his body and immediately integrated into the surrounding cells.

Those cells seemed to be stimulated, twitching a few times, but it wasn’t prominent.

Brian opened his eyes in disappointment.

This was a treatment reagent, and it forcefully stimulated cell activity and accelerated healing, leading to continuous cell division, shortening the user’s lifespan.

To outsiders, it would be valuable, potentially life-saving at a critical moment, but to Brian, it was a useless rib, and a risky one at that.

Brian injected all the reagents into his body then with a thought.

The liquids were once again squeezed out, mixing into the soil in front of Brian.

Disposing of the used syringes back into the box, Brian picked up the second one...

One after another.

Among them were reagents similar to adrenaline, bursting agents for temporary strengthening, desperate reagents that stimulated a massive release of kinetic energy from cells, and special reagents like temporary BUFFs to enhance the function of specific regions...

However, these reagents all came at the cost of bodily harm.

Indeed, there was no such thing as good stuff without side effects on the expendable!

Brian disappointingly picked up the last reagent syringe.

This syringe had a slightly different shape than the others.

That was also why Brian had left it until the end.

Reagent entered the body.

Brian’s eyes snapped open.

He seemed to know what kind of substance the animal doctor Laura had injected into Shi San!

Brian hastily pushed the syringe to the bottom, stored all the unknown liquid in his body, then tidied up the scene. He randomly chose a spot, buried the lead box full of empty syringes into the soil, and disappeared from the scene.

He had to go back and verify his guess with Shi San.

...

More than ten minutes later.

Two men wearing sunglasses, exuding a chilling aura, appeared at the open ground where Brian had conducted his experiment.

One of them sniffed a couple of times and shook his head, "I smell the reagent and a faint scent of lavender, but I don’t smell any biological presence."

The other was not surprised:

"That cunning prey at the beach didn’t leave any useful traces behind. I’m very curious about the opponent’s abilities, strong power, concealment, and apparently very sharp vision...

Even if the opponent was a First Rank Mutant, his abilities are too complex."

His companion nodded, "That’s why headquarters sent us here."

After searching for a while,

The two men, having found nothing, took out a semi-elliptical spherical device, looked at its radar-like interface, and found that the light previously visible had long since vanished.

Those missing syringes were hidden once again.

"Let’s go. As long as we confirm he’s still in Los Angeles, he can’t escape!"

The two men left once more.

...

Elsewhere.

After returning to the apartment.

Brian handled his coat and first came to Shi San satisfied, lazily lying down and snoring, took out a syringe.

He transferred the reagent liquid stored inside his body into the syringe and then gave Shi San a kind smile...