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Chapter 46 - 38: Secret, the BOSS Turns Out to Be Me!!!

Chapter 46: Chapter 38: Secret, the BOSS Turns Out to Be Me!!!

Outside the infirmary.

Susan was idly toying with a bullet, lost in thought.

"Team leader."

Brian pushed the door open, greeted Susan with a gentle voice.

Startled, Susan seemed lost in her own world.

Realizing who it was.

Her face flushed as she glared at Brian, "Why are you talking so loudly!"

Brian: Meow meow meow?

As a man who had dealt with enough situations, he knew it was stupid to argue with a woman in such an inexplicable state.

Because at that moment.

Their minds were in a Schrodinger-like emotional state.

Whatever you said would be wrong.

The correct approach was to do something drastic.

So, Brian gave Susan a slight ninety-degree bow, the casual version, "Team leader, thank you for everything you’ve done for me!"

Susan was stunned by Brian’s act.

She hurriedly helped Brian stand up, "I’ve told you, I’ve got your back, you don’t need to do this."

"But I owe you an apology, team leader, I actually joined NW with an agenda, coerced into it.", guilt and unease filled Brian’s face.

Susan sighed, "I already knew that. Let’s go, the orientation training must have started by now, I will train you separately."

...

Susan was really familiar with Ace Base.

Brian suspected that the structures above ground, built only a few years ago, were just a disguise.

The real Ace Base was here, 121 meters underground.

And it wouldn’t be surprising if it had been established a long time ago!

Filled with queries.

Brian followed Susan into a private room.

Susan looked around nostalgically, "This was my training room when I was training specially. I stayed here for eight years before joining the security team. After returning to Los Angeles, they restored this room to me."

Feigning confusion, Brian asked, "Team leader, was Ace Base not constructed only in recent years?"

Susan shook her head, "This place was established in 1975."

She did not elaborate, gestured for Brian to sit down, and tapped her head, pondering for a long time before figuring out how to start his orientation, "Brian, you must know about the Blood Moon phenomenon that occurs every thirty years?"

Excited, Brian.

Finally, he could learn about this damned secret!

He nodded vigorously, "Yes, and I have seen it with my own eyes. It’s amazing, it doesn’t seem like the infrared coloring caused by light refraction that astronomers talk about."

"I don’t understand what you’re talking about, what refraction, what infrared." Susan, clearly not academically inclined, said bluntly, "Anyway, your feeling is correct. The first appearance of the Red Moon Phenomenon was on the day World War II ended, and afterward, many different kind of people emerged in the world."

Brian thought of his Golden Finger and the dark red substance hidden somewhere in his body.

He licked his lips: "What kind of different people?"

A hint of disgust flashed in Susan’s eyes: "A bunch of perverts, some are incredibly strong, some are very fast, some have keen hearing, some can see very far. During my training, I even saw a..."

She paused, pointing at Brian: "A reproductive organ specimen almost as tall as you."

Brian: ...

If you can’t give examples, don’t give any!

Considering his height was nearly one meter ninety!

Such a long Jill!

Could it be that Jill’s owner wraps it around his waist normally?

"You can’t believe it, right?"

Susan sighed:

"When I first saw it, I couldn’t believe it either, but this is the impact of the Blood Moon.

Its moonlight can merge into the bodies of some exceptionally twisted and evil people, transforming into a gift we can’t comprehend, causing their bodies to mutate in the direction most desired by those chosen."

Exceptionally twisted and evil people...

Brian was somewhat dumbfounded.

He now confirmed that the changes in his body were not any Golden Finger, but a mutation brought by the Blood Moon.

The problem was.

Brian considered himself kind-hearted and uninvolved in disputes, even his part-time job was just to earn some hard-earned money, although he did kill and set fires, his methods were clean and crisp, never torturing.

Such a good person.

And yet, he too had been favored by the Blood Moon.

This was simply the biggest insult to his noble character!

He asked without giving up, "Team leader, are you saying that all those who received the Blood Moon’s Gift are perverts?"

Susan shook her head, "Not all are perverts."

Relieved, Brian sighed.

That’s good then.

"There’s also a significant chance for psychopaths to receive the Gift."

Brian: ...

That’s fine then.

...

Susan lit a thin cigarette, waiting for Brian to process these secrets.

After finishing the cigarette.

She continued, "Initially, governments around the world didn’t realize the severity of the issue until there was a significant increase in the number of cases, many of which were extremely brutal. That’s when everyone realized something was wrong.

Anyway.

After a lot of capturing and research.

Nations had basically figured out the characteristics of the Mutants."

"What characteristics?"

Hearing about capturing and research, Brian felt goosebumps all over his body.

Susan shrugged,

"There are many.

Initially, Mutants underwent significant hormonal changes, and their physical appearance and habits could change drastically, such as becoming very strong, developing bizarre eating habits, preferring dark and damp places, liking to soak in water, growing significantly taller, and so on.

But these are not the reasons they are called Mutants.

The real reason is their already twisted souls, which become even more warped.

The darkest corners of their hearts are magnified continuously, making them unable to suppress their impulses to do what they most desire.

The more they do.

The more abilities they gain.

And the faster they lose their rationality.

Most Mutants, within one or two years of encountering the Blood Moon Gift, lose their self-awareness and completely turn into beasts of desire."

Hearing about elevated hormone levels.

Brian couldn’t help but think of the last time his uncle suddenly asked him to undergo a physical examination!

The other party had already known all these facts.

Brian’s resentment towards his Uncle Billy increased by +1.

Susan, probably tired from talking, took out a bottle of water from under the bed, gulped it down, and then continued, "However, the most accurate detection method is still that each Mutant harbors a specific type of red radiation within their body."

"Based on current research.

The more perverse and evil the Mutant, the denser the red within their body.

Subsequently, scientists invented the Deformation Radiation Detector based on this feature.

It emits yellow rays that react with the red radiation inside the Mutants.

For example, low-concentration Mutants under the device produce orange rays.

Medium concentration produces red-orange rays.

High concentration produces red rays.

The accuracy is very high!

So far, there haven’t been any errors."

Hearing this, Brian felt a wave of relief.

Damn.

Luckily, black and yellow blend to produce an ocher color.

He hadn’t been exposed!

Otherwise, he dreads to think what he would have gone through.

Brian’s resentment toward Uncle Billy increased again by +1!

...

He tentatively asked, "Captain, are there only these three types?"

Susan nodded affirmatively,

"As of now, we’ve only discovered these three levels.

Internationally, Mutants who have gone through the second Blood Moon Radiation have already been tested.

Among them, the ones with the strongest concentration, that is, the high concentration.

No more powerful Mutants have been found.

I feel it’s not likely to happen.

Because human willpower, as time goes by and the body ages and weakens, becomes weaker.

Having been through the second Blood Moon Radiation.

Most of them are not young anymore.

It’s tough to stay rational until the third Blood Moon Radiation."

Brian: ...

The red radiation inside me... it’s so red it’s almost black...

What level is that?

Damn.

I’m the BOSS myself!