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Chapter 290 - 195: Fulfilling Obsession, A Wave of Cases Is Approaching (Two in One)_2

Chapter 290: Chapter 195: Fulfilling Obsession, A Wave of Cases Is Approaching (Two in One)_2

"No wonder the flesh beneath that Transformer’s skin was so disgusting," Brian muttered to himself. "It turns out it was because without that, the body would be in too much pain, couldn’t bear it, and it would easily leave traces of various bodily fluids..."

To tell the truth, this was the first time he had done something like this.

It was just a pity that there was no mirror on site; otherwise, his current appearance would probably be quite frightening.

Having completed the skinning, the next step was to dismantle the bones.

This step was much easier.

With a mere thought,

Brian’s muscles writhed, his bones and joints pressed and twisted, forcibly disassembling them.

The whole process was much more uncomfortable than skinning, but it was indeed simple; it only took a few seconds to complete the disassembling of the bones.

This was the first time Brian had done this to himself as well.

However, having his joints disconnected affected him, but it wasn’t so dramatic.

Thanks to his powerful muscle mass and body control talent, Brian could still move freely. It was just that his speed and explosive strength were probably about a quarter of what they used to be without the support of his skeletal structure.

Brian guessed that even if Shinnozuke were resurrected, he wouldn’t believe that Brian, this beast, could actually accomplish his obsession.

As Brian skinned and dismantled himself, a warm current surged through his body, alleviating much of his pain. At this point, Shinnozuke’s obsession was complete.

Brian quickly controlled his muscles, restoring his skeletal joints, then, like putting on clothes, he wore the skin he had thrown to the ground, putting it back on like a bodysuit.

The meat buds writhed.

The wrinkled ’skin’ gradually fused together.

Brian’s appearance at this moment bore some resemblance to that previous ’Transformer,’ except the Transformer didn’t have his strong physical condition and spiritual strength, leading to the embarrassing phenomenon of skin sloughing off, and moreover, without nourishment from the body for a long time, the skin wouldn’t last for more than a few days.

Previously, it was because of this that the Transformer emitted a scent through his flesh, which exposed him before Brian’s sense of smell.

Brian also had pheromone control and higher than average cellular activity, so even without using energy for repairs, he could ensure the vitality of his skin, and over one or two months’ time, relying on his powerful self-healing ability, the skin could reunite with the flesh and the disconnected skeletal joints would heal on their own.

But that was unnecessary.

"Repair!"

With a thought from Brian,

A surge of Gift Energy flowed, dispersing the uncomfortable sensation throughout his body.

With ten units of Gift Energy consumed, in less than two seconds, Brian was back to full health, with even a few fallen hairs regrowing.

...

Having completed the obsession, the next step was to choose the Gift.

Shinnozuke’s first, second, and third Gifts were rather redundant.

He had everything Brian did; there was no need for them.

Gift number five, that mutated frenzied bloodline... Brian dared not choose it.

He was afraid he’d truly become mad, become someone like Shinnozuke who couldn’t control his own actions and mind. Choosing this Gift would be like installing a time bomb on himself, gaining a negative BUFF that wasn’t worth the loss.

Therefore, Brian could only choose Gift four.

Following his choice,

A flood of memories came... Brian sat on the ground, slowly closing his eyes.

For a moment,

He reopened his eyes, his hands transformed into blade hands, simulating various sword skill postures in the air, moving steps, a stab, a slash, with master-level techniques and bursts of terrifying physical condition, producing a series of air booms.

"It seems I’ve somewhat underestimated techniques in the past."

Brian found that, with the boost of four master-level techniques, his already abnormal physical condition was even more greatly utilized. Whether it was body movement, silence, or instantaneous burst, all had improved significantly.

After all, techniques could be interrelated.

Plus, with Brian’s supercomputer perception, body control, and other talents,

Any technique in his hands could be perfectly performed, even surpassing the original masters.

For a long time,

After enjoying his newfound abilities, Brian exhaled a hot breath and put on his underwear. "Indeed, these master techniques should belong to someone like me. With Shinnozuke, it’s like casting pearls before swine."

He shamelessly indulged in self-admiration for a while, and then casually checked his second obsession in the cabin.

...

The second obsession was that of a female corpse.

She had been killed cleanly and neatly, sliced from head to toe into even halves with a single blow – a perfect combination of skill and blade that would become a legend in his previous life’s knife forging shows.

Judging from her skin color and crooked legs, the female victim must also have been Japanese, like Shinnozuke. It was unknown why she was killed due to internal conflict.

Her obsession made Brian somewhat helpless: to bear Shinnozuke’s excellent bloodline and live a life above others through her offspring.

No!

Dead people can’t bear anything at all!

Can obsessions be this absurd before death?

Can’t you rely on yourself?

This reminded Brian of a segment from a female-oriented fiction circle in his previous life:

The pleasure points in sweet stories: I’m a powerful man’s treasure.

The pleasure points in tragic stories: I’m a plaything for a powerful man.

The pleasure points in great female lead stories: I am strong, and I am also the treasure of another, stronger man.

The pleasure points in revenge stories: From plaything to the treasure of the male lead.

And the pleasure points in rebirth and face-slapping stories: From trash to the treasure of the male lead.