Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 717 - 355: The Useful Soul Scalpel_3

He would certainly need to help inject it in when the time came.

The burly old man shuddered, which was actually Brian using the soul scalpel to neuter his genetic material. 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Don’t mention it.

Brian also considered this an eye-opening experience.

The burly old man, though a Mutant, had very clean genetic imprints in his genetic material, covered only with dense, tiny hairs that acted like countless sensory organs, constantly sensing malice from all directions.

It was also due to the genetic cleansing, so the burly old man only felt an electric shock-like tingling sensation.

Otherwise, the neutering process was not a pleasant one.

And it was exhausting.

With Brian’s Spiritual Strength, after a round of rapid slicing, he too was quite worn out.

Without the pollution of the gene lock, leaving only fragments irradiated by the Blood Moon mixed with the female enhancer’s genes, it was estimated that old White would have quite impressive inherent talent upon birth, truly freeing him from the identity of a Mutant.

This experiment also allowed Brian to breathe a sigh of relief.

Old White’s talent with the surgical knife was indeed extraordinary.

Shattering the genetic imprint meant the reproductive barrier caused by the imprint was no longer a factor.

This, of course, greatly reduced the difficulty of artificially breeding.

This not only relieved Brian of any future worries, but old White would likely soon revert to a fertilized egg.

As for whether to choose to cultivate in an incubator or find a female enhancer to help carry it to term, that would depend on the burly old man’s decision.

...

After being busy, the evening came.

Susan, having been through a lot, was in a deep sleep, still not awake.

Brian had originally intended to entertain the burly old man, but he, not feeling reassured, insisted on following the Umbrella Company staff to oversee the experimental progress.

Brian didn’t bother to insist.

Watching the armed helicopter leave, Shi San came over and licked his lips, "Big dog, it’s time to eat..."

"Eat, eat, eat..."

Brian rolled his eyes and walked toward the villa.

Meatball was eating a lot and its strength was visibly improving.

Shi San ate even more and aside from almost turning into a Labrador pig, there was no sign of his strength increasing.

It was a mystery where all the Blood Fruits he ate went.

...

Susan was still unknowingly fast asleep.

Brian checked Susan’s body and found that he had given her so much energy that she could only slowly absorb it through deep sleep, and only then did he relax a bit.

It seemed that under his constant nurturing, Susan’s body had reached a critical point and was ready to advance.

The gap in their strengths was growing wider.

It would be good for Susan to improve her strength sooner.

Otherwise, in Brian’s view, she was like something made of paper, needing careful handling every time, and he had to pretend and cooperate, which was a real test of acting skill and patience.

Holding his wife,

Brian closed his eyes and began thinking about how to purify his seed.

..

Elsewhere.

A fiery glow like a shooting star arrived over Los Angeles.

Dean’s face was grim as he surveyed the scene below.

He had lost them.

That sudden appearance of the old man was truly formidable, as if he could predict Dean’s moves, no matter how hard he tried to follow, he could never keep up, could never catch up!

"Taiyi Organization.."

Dean looked down at the myriad of lights below and sighed, "You guys are lucky. I hope Brian left some of his genetic material behind prematurely, otherwise, if he can’t have offspring, I’ll kill him!"

Beastification People were actually on a one-way path.

Being able to become a Third Rank Life was already lucky.

Dean no longer harbored any hopes for increasing his strength; his only wish was to enjoy the joys of family and protect his clan.

As a result, Brian, that scoundrel who deceived his own daughter, had become too powerful too quickly.

This worried Dean greatly about his daughter’s lack of descendants.

Oh well, children have their own fortunes.

He muttered to himself.

After being busy for several days, Dean was preparing to return to the island.

His wife had sent him a message, dinner was ready.

Today was their wedding anniversary, Dean remembered it clearly, and had prepared a surprise for his wife, Nell.

Children have their own fortunes.

Most of the time, he still preferred to live his own life well.

Suddenly,

Dean felt something was off and looked overhead.

Above him, at some unknown time, appeared a man looking like a vagrant, staring at him expressionlessly.

Seeing the man’s appearance, the usually volatile Dean’s face darkened.

After a long silence,

he finally said with considerable wariness, "Long, you’ve come back."

The vagrant tilted his head, just watching him.

Dean didn’t dare to move, with only his heart pounding crazily, driving the blood as hot as magma throughout his body.

If Long made a move,

even if he couldn’t win, he would have to deliver his strongest strike to warn his clan and his daughter and son-in-law that he was in trouble!

The two of them locked eyes like this.

It was hard to tell how much time had passed,

when Long glanced toward Brian’s dwelling, dozens of kilometers away, and said in a low voice, "Don’t let it happen again, also, take this.."

With that,

he tossed a black pendant to Dean.

Dean’s magnetic field stirred, halting the flying pendant, and he looked at Long with confusion.

Long said softly, "You’re troubling the Taiyi Organization just to ensure your daughter can have offspring, aren’t you? This can help you. It wasn’t easy for you to achieve Third Rank Life, don’t cross my bottom line again!"

Being threatened,

with Dean’s fiery temper, he would have ordinarily thrown a punch already.

But this person was Long...

Then it’s alright.

Seeing Long had no intention of striking, he nodded obediently, "Understood."

The next moment,

Long’s figure disappeared.

If the Taiyi Organization’s plans weren’t so important to him, he’d still be busy in the Spirit Realm searching for traces of the Saint.

Fourth Rank Life...

Only three Blood Moons had passed, and already a local life had broken through to Fourth Rank.

Had Long not witnessed that battle himself, he almost thought he was dreaming.

What was even more frustrating was that following the trail of that unknown being, he ended up finding only the lairs of those Big Octopuses.

A hidden hand, definitely not left by those Rakis, who’ve even forgotten their own civilization and only know how to evade and numb themselves.

Of course, the Rakis have their place.

Otherwise, he wouldn’t have expended energy to help those little sweets Awaken and conveniently mark their territory.

It wasn’t the turn of those little sweets yet.

If not Big Octopus, then who could it be?

This world was too sinister.

Long vaguely sensed some unease.

He didn’t know when it started, but everything had slowly begun to deviate from the script he’d laid out.

Just as Dean thought he had survived and could live on, Long’s figure once again appeared before him, causing him to freeze in place once more.