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Chapter 375 - 232: Confusing Truth, Baited (First Subscription Bonus - 9)

Chapter 375: Chapter 232: Confusing Truth, Baited (First Subscription Bonus Chapter 9)

With a heart filled with expectation, Brian crushed the small ball.

The ball turned into a rainbow light and shot into Brian’s eyes. Then, a piece of information appeared in his mind: Kullos was heading home, his mom and dad had promised they would come to get him, Kullos was going to be home, forever with his family!

Gift One: Fifty units of Gift Energy points.

Gift Two: Twenty units of Gift Energy points + Hallucinogenic Poison.

Gift Three: One unit of Gift Energy point + Python Body Transformation.

At the end of his obsession was a family of three, smiling brilliantly at the camera.

In the picture, Kullos, with his blond hair and brown eyes, was handsome and beaming with a radiant smile. He should have been a young man who would be able to enjoy life to its fullest as he grew older, but now he had become a monster on the ground, barely recognizable as human...

This obsession didn’t seem too difficult to understand.

Yet, Brian’s eyebrows slightly furrowed.

From Kullos’s obsession, it seemed that more than two years ago, he hadn’t simply disappeared; his parents were aware of it?

What was the truth behind all this?

For some reason, Brian suddenly felt an odd sense of familiarity with the relationship between him and his granduncle.

"I hope it’s not what I think it is, otherwise it’s really cruel for Kullos, even crueler than becoming a monster..."

Brian laughed at himself mockingly.

...

He calmed his complex emotions.

Brian refocused his attention on the gifts from Kullos’s obsession.

His Blood Moon Gift ability had undergone its third Transformation, coming with an explanation that made it more complete.

As Brian’s consciousness poured in,

He naturally became aware of the function of ’Hallucinogenic Poison’: it produced a colorless, odorless hallucinogenic gas that, when it merged with plants, underwent a change in properties, leading to more variations.

"Heavenly Grass..."

Brian looked toward a few wild cannabis plants in the distance.

This must be the reason why the people behind Kullos had arranged for him to be here.

This was supposed to be a covert operation.

After all, this area was rich in food, yet unexpectedly, for some reason, Kullos began to attack humans, which led to the exposure of the situation.

For the specific truth, he needed to wait and see if Ellie had made any progress.

Brian once again poured his consciousness into Gift Three.

Python Body Transformation: The body’s bones and muscles begin to mutate towards those of forest pythons, the muscle tissues change in nature and greatly increase in volume, strength substantially increases, bones soften, and structure changes...

Accompanying the explanation, Brian even saw an image of what he would look like if he accepted this gift:

Perhaps due to his Body Control, there were two total forms.

One was similar to Kullos’s current appearance, very bizarre, with changed eye and nose construction, practically resembling a limp human-shaped python.

These special structures were the reason Kullos could easily move underwater and see objects.

The other form was a human-shaped python covered in delicate scales, somewhat similar to the half-human, half-snake appearance of Sasori from Naruto in his previous life.

The dense muscles under the skin would cause even Brian, with his Body Control, to display a python-scaled, grid-like muscle pattern on the surface, hardly better than the first form.

This made Brian somewhat displeased.

Honestly, the ’Python Body Transformation’ talent was really impressive.

Just imagine.

The strength of Brian’s muscles, combined with a huge increase in muscle quantity, would result in a terrifying force.

Even if practical limitations, such as bone structure, meant he couldn’t reach the exaggerated levels of theory, increasing his strength by several multiples was still not a problem.

"Can’t I just take the benefits without the ugly appearance?"

Brian tentatively checked to see if he could use his own Blood Moon Gift to separate the benefits from the gift.

His ability was quite special, similar to Rule Power.

That one third of Super Adaptability Talent also gave Brian some inspiration.

A Talent Gift didn’t necessarily have to be complete.

His own body’s talents could freely merge, taking the best and discarding the rest – that was the path better suited to him. Otherwise, the more talents he acquired, the harder it would be for Brian to maintain a normal human form.

This was a human society; becoming a deviant would not lead to any good outcome.

Brian didn’t want to lead a solitary life, cut off from society.

He could be non-human but didn’t want to appear as non-human.

...

Brian’s idea was indeed feasible.

With a thought,

The options for Gift Three changed:

Gift Three: Thirty units of Gift Energy points + Python Body Transformation (muscle properties)

As the gift altered, the simulated image that appeared in Brian’s mind also included a third form:

He looked the same as before, but with a slight flexing of his body contours, it revealed many muscle fiber outlines, transforming from a tall and well-proportioned figure to one styled after Hanma Yujiro’s muscular back.

"This one’s pretty handsome."

Brian’s eyes shone.

His muscle form was very symmetrical, yet lacked that oppressive feel, and most importantly, this new form normally looked like an average person, not too ostentatious.

He chose this one!

The Hallucinogenic Gas actually had a useful effect too, but Brian already possessed a flesh-corrosive poison bag; and with his body’s special nature, he could achieve a similar effect with chemical reagents.

He had to reluctantly give it up.

...

The smell of a dead body was obvious.

Brian was about to follow the special pheromones emitted from the body to find the place where the other had once lived.

That place must be underwater; otherwise, he would have smelled it already.

Just then.

A phone call came through.

It was Susan calling, "Brian, there’s been an incident. After receiving information from the CD Internal Affairs Department, the NW organization sent a special ops squad to capture Benjamin. He killed three special ops soldiers and vanished."

Brian was taken aback, "Is he that formidable?"

"The on-site investigation indicates that Benjamin had illegally transplanted banned mutated beast organs.

He devoured those special ops soldiers.

I went to the scene, and it was eerie; there were only three dissolved skeletons, no flesh in sight, and few traces left. Other staff members at the research facility didn’t hear any sounds of conflict.

Based on surveillance tracking.

He left the research institute using his card in a calm manner, heading straight in your direction."

Upon hearing this, Brian was stunned.

Could this be a stroke of luck?

To send a head across a thousand miles is a gift light in weight but heavy in sentiment.

He hoped that Benjamin wouldn’t lose his way and be unable to find him.

It was just that they had no way of contacting each other, otherwise, he might have sent his location coordinates to the other party.

...

Suppressing the random thoughts in his mind, Brian began to console the worried Susan and incidentally got her to ask her father to discuss with the NW organization what compensation could be demanded.

Benjamin was not only a Second-level scientific researcher at NW but also with Black Light Biotechnology.

Normally, even if he had sent people to attack Brian, the worst that could happen would be that NW and the people from Black Light Biotechnology would pay off Brian, settle the matter amicably, and then save Benjamin.

Talent was hard to come by.

Benjamin, who had risen to become a Second-level Staff in a department teeming with talent, was such a rare asset.

What Brian had intended before was to use this opportunity to take over Benjamin’s authority and the research institute.

He hadn’t expected Benjamin to be so impulsive, killing people and fleeing.

In such a case, even if Benjamin didn’t die, he was as good as dead.

However, for Brian to achieve his goal now, relying on himself alone was out of the question; he would need external help.

Susan’s father and her family were the biggest connections he had at his disposal.

Soft rice wasn’t for nothing.

It was time to harvest.

Listening to Brian’s confident voice, Susan’s tension and concern eased, "Okay, I’ll go to my father right now, but he’s been retired for a long time, I don’t know if he can do anything."

"Just do your best."

With that, Brian continued in his smooth-talk, "Susan, you know, I hope that when we get married, no one will think you married someone beneath you. You are the motivation for me to keep climbing higher."

"Brian..."

On the other end of the phone, Susan was moved to tears.

Clenching her fist, she said firmly, "Brian, don’t worry. If my father doesn’t help, I won’t acknowledge him!"

The call ended.

Brian chuckled to himself.

A father-in-law who doesn’t give a generous dowry is no good father-in-law. He hoped Mr. Dean, Susan’s father, wouldn’t be too stubborn. Otherwise, he would elope with Susan and just infuriate the old man to death.

...

While Brian was comforting and seducing Susan on the one hand, elsewhere.

Chief Flory, surrounded by onlookers, opened a hanging, decaying coffin.

An indescribable stench worse than rotten eggs rapidly filled the air.

Ugh~

The sound of widespread vomiting erupted on the scene.

Chief Flory looked helplessly at everyone.

He had told them not to crowd around, but they still wanted to see the spectacle.

If it wasn’t for his decades of high prestige as the Chief, some might even take up arms to stop him from disturbing the peace of Reinhardt’s corpse.

In the crowd, an old man covered his nose and shakily made his way outside.

He seemed to be unable to bear the smell at the scene and kept muttering, "The disturbance of a dead person’s body, the unrest of a departed soul, all these will bring retribution..."

A kind-hearted girl quickly came to support the old man, "Snoppy, at your age, why come here for the excitement? It’s too foul."

"Linda..." the old man trembled, "Reinhardt was a good man; the chief shouldn’t disturb his rest."

The girl named Linda, who looked to be only fifteen or sixteen years old, agreed with a nod upon hearing the old man’s words, "Mr. Reinhardt was indeed a very good person. He contributed a lot to the town and brought business. The police are going too far!"

Hearing the girl’s words, the old man’s eyes showed both relief and helplessness.

He liked this sense of acknowledgment.

But this place was already exposed, and after delaying for so long, the traces to be cleaned up were nearly erased. It was hard to leave one’s homeland, but it was necessary; otherwise, it would bring disaster here.

It was time for him to leave with the K-2 experimental subject.

In contemplation.

The old man, supported by the young girl, returned to a wooden house with a courtyard.

...

After entering the house, the old man’s stooped back slowly straightened.

He was about to take his equipment and leave.

Then, there was a knock at the door.

Reluctantly reverting to his old man’s guise, he opened the door, "Linda, what’s the matter, you..."

Upon seeing several strangers standing before him, his voice came to a sudden stop.

Ellie looked at the old man before her with a teasing gaze, "Should I call you Mr. Snoppy or Mr. Reinhardt?"

The kindly smile on the old man’s face slowly faded.

After a moment’s silence.

He sighed, "I didn’t want the peace here to be disrupted; I just wanted to complete my mission and leave silently. Why come seeking death?"

Reinhardt realized that the excavation just now was merely a ruse.

He was that fish that had taken the bait.

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