474: Chapter 270: Nemo, The Path of the Future, The Mysterious Saint (Two in One)_3 474: Chapter 270: Nemo, The Path of the Future, The Mysterious Saint (Two in One)_3 They call themselves the Faith Cultivation System.
Of course, there are also those who are called the Heart Cultivation System.
It’s roughly similar to so Mutants who place their hearts in their beliefs, akin to the pope knights of the dieval tis, though we all know they were just a bunch of thugs.
But after the Blood Moon, that kind of cultivation thod indeed worked.
The premise is that they have to be Mutants.
As for us enhancers, the Beastification People and the like, following their practice thods only made us prone to drowsiness or turn into babbling lunatics with no other effects.”
Brian: “..What if they lose control?”
Nemo shrugged: “That’s none of our concern.
Their countries will handle these matters.
Besides, those very strong Mutants are hard to confine and study.
For the sake of the path ahead, we have no choice but to tacitly compromise with these countries where Mutants and enhancers coexist.”
Brian understood: “So, the so-called Saint is actually also a Mutant?”
Nemo nodded: “Yes, now the enhancent path of many countries is defined by the standards of the Saint—First Rank Life, Second Rank Life, and the Third Rank Life whose existence is uncertain.
I’ve heard that the Saint is a Third Rank Life.
Oh right, there was one in the United States as well, seems to be nad Long, who had once inflicted heavy damage on your NW and the military of Caliniforia.”
Hearing this news, Brian looked serious: “Nemo, it seems you’re not just any ordinary mber of the Blood Hand Brotherhood in Canada.”
At least after he beca a Second-level Staff mber of NW, he hadn’t gained access to such knowledge.
Nemo, just like most staff mbers, had weaknesses visible in his eyes.
This indicated his strength wasn’t strong and most likely had an illustrious background to know such knowledge that was generally inaccessible to ordinary people.
Nemo nodded:
“Yes, because the Blood Hand Brotherhood was founded by my ancestors.
However, I’m just an inconspicuous mber of the family, or else I wouldn’t be moonlighting as an information broker.
Brian, I also understand now why you’re an Autopsy Officer.
Your ignorance of this knowledge suggests your ordinary background, and the position of an Autopsy Officer makes it hard to earn points for Enhancent Reagents, which shows your ability is very strong, extrely so, it seems I’ve t a talent.”
Saying so, he took out the card reader again: “I like making friends with talents.
Would you like to purchase so new intelligence?
I’ll give you a discount.”
This ti Brian took out his bank card: “Including the answer just now, I also want to know the difference between each level of life, how much in total?”
“emm..,” Nemo pondered for a mont, then shook his head: “Forget it, just charge the previous five hundred thousand.
As for the information on the Enhancent stages, I’ll give it to you for free.”
After swiping the card.
Nemo organized his thoughts before continuing:
“First Rank Life is distinguished by cell vitality.
That’s the biggest difference between enhancers and ordinary people.
At this stage, enhancers or Beastification People have extrely tenacious vitality and their lifespan will see a significant increase.
However, it requires so talent, otherwise, it’s easy for the genes to collapse.
Second Rank Life is distinguished by Life Magnetism.
To tell you the truth, I don’t know what this is, but my family has teachings about it, roughly indicating that Second Rank Life undergoes a phase, from inside out, until a magnetic field eventually forms within the body.
The differences, I’m unsure.
As for the third stage…
Sorry, I don’t even know if the third stage genuinely exists.”
After he finished speaking.
A vibration ca from the watch on his wrist.
Nemo apologized: “This consultation ends here, this is my contact information, and you can look for if you have future needs, I’ll give you a discount.”
Saying this, he hurriedly left.
Watching his departing figure, Brian kept the business card.
From inside to outside…
Connecting this to his own breakthrough, which involved only a qualitative change in his blood, he vaguely began to grasp the future path ahead of him.
..
At twelve in the morning.
All the people at the convention camp gathered in the center.
An unremarkable old man walked to the front and said softly: “I’m pleased to see so many new faces.
To express my gratitude for your participation in White Elephant Country’s convention, I will randomly select three individuals to co forth and resolve their doubts.”
Seeing the old man’s appearance clearly, Brian was startled.
This old man was the ascetic he had not seen any vulnerability in before.
Could it be the Saint?
As he was surprised.
The old man, under the gaze of thousands, suddenly pointed at Brian who stood at the back: “Child in NW uniform, I see countless deaths in you.
Co forth, you need guidance to avoid getting lost amidst death…”
In an instant, countless eyes converged on Brian at the very back.
Brian’s heart tightened.
Could it be that this old thing had seen sothing in him?
Otherwise, why would he choose himself out of over two thousand people?
Fate?
Coincidence?
Brian didn’t believe in these things.
He took a deep breath, moved swiftly, transforming into a fleeting shadow, and appeared on the stage.
..
“Such fast speed!”
“A master!”
“So young…”
The audience below exclaid in various tones.
Those who could co here were inherently First Rank Life mbers of their respective organizations, just like Brian in level.
Their vision was strong, and yet many there could only barely catch a glimpse of Brian’s speed.
This ant that in combat, they would be easily killed by Brian.
Among the exclaiming crowd was Nemo, who had just interacted with Brian.
Looking at Brian’s back, he felt sowhat envious: “The job of an Autopsy Officer is indeed great, even attracting the Saint’s attention.”
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