65: Chapter 57 Inventory of Harvest 65: Chapter 57 Inventory of Harvest “A life?”
Brian beca interested.
Susan nodded,
“Exactly, it’s an S-T cell active injection reagent.
This reagent requires core materials which can only be secreted by Mutants with special regenerative abilities.
And the extraction technique,
only available to our Los Angeles NW Organization.
Its effects are magical.
For healthy bodies,
after injection, the body will undergo a secondary developnt, significantly improving your physical fitness and lifespan potential.
For those with severe physical injuries, as long as there are no amputated limbs, missing body parts, or brain damages, even if the heart is penetrated by a bullet, it can completely heal within seconds without any side effects.”
Hearing it was such a magical reagent,
Brian hurriedly said, “Then, does this injection reagent work for genetic diseases?”
“No use,” Susan shook her head.
“The S-T cell active injection reagent can only enhance cellular activity of the body.
It might be sowhat useful for certain immune diseases, but for cancer, congenital genetic defects, ALS, and so forth, it isn’t very effective.”
Upon hearing this, disappointnt flashed across Brian’s eyes.
He possessed the Gift, as long as he had energy, whether it was enhancing or recovering the body, it was no worse than the reagent Susan ntioned.
He really didn’t need this thing.
His foster parents, however, did need it.
Yet, this thing was useless for hereditary diseases.
Too much of a white elephant.
Seeing that Brian was not as surprised as she had imagined, Susan asked curiously,
“Brian, aren’t you excited?
Because it involves extending life.
Each S-T cell active injection reagent, even before being produced, has already been allocated in advance.
The reward for you must be from the organization’s unexpected surplus stock.
This is sothing you can’t buy with money or rits.”
Brian shrugged, “I’d prefer sothing that could fix genetic diseases.”
Then,
he briefly ntioned the current situation of his foster parents.
Susan realized, “The money you borrowed from before was for your foster parents’ dical expenses?”
She had been through Brian’s files and knew so things about Brian and his uncle, but she was truly unaware of Brian’s foster parents’ situation.
“Yes,” Brian nodded, his tone slightly lancholic: “People will eventually die, but if there’s anything I can do within my abilities, it will make feel better.”
Susan, seeing Brian’s downcast expression, flashed a mix of gentleness and sympathy in her eyes.
She touched Brian’s head, “You’re doing very well.
From what I know, even for research institutions deeply invested in genetic technologies, they can currently only perform slight genetic enhancents based on research on Mutants; they can’t fix genetic defects.”
In the anti,
the elevator had reached the floor.
The S-T cell active cell injection reagent was precious.
Stored in the safest part of the base—the Research Departnt.
This was also the real core area of the NW Organization.
Susan, as a team leader, followed Brian, benefiting from his presence, also received a reward.
But she was left outside.
Brian, anwhile, was taken away alone by the security guards waiting at the elevator door.
…
Half an hour later.
Susan, looking at Brian standing before her, widened her eyes: “You directly injected the S-T cell active injection reagent?”
Brian hopped in place twice, “Yeah, I did, this stuff is really incredible.”
Just a bit of rits drew so much attention.
To avoid trouble and to provide a justifiable reason for his continual strengthening, Brian directly injected it into his body in front of many people right after obtaining it from the Research Departnt.
Otherwise, he could have sold it to the team leader.
The process of injecting felt almost like energy enhancent of the body.
Quick in effect.
And similar in results.
Brian did a quick calculation.
One S-T cell active injection reagent, converted into Gift Energy, was roughly equivalent to five units of energy.
Well, it was trash.
Seeing Brian’s indifferent behavior,
Susan painfully covered her left chest: “A precious reagent that could save lives, and you used it to fix your fractured left leg!
Ahhh!
It’s so frustrating!
I really want to punch you!!!”
Brian, seeing Susan exerting so much force with her hands, felt distressed too.
His hand trembling slightly, he handed a special tal injector, as thin as an adult’s little finger, to Susan, changing the subject, “This is your reward.
Honestly, I’m curious what the situation with this Transforr is, that made the base so generous.”
Susan’s understanding of human nature was too shallow.
The most precious aspect of the S-T cell active injection reagent was not its powerful healing ability, but the extension of life.
He was currently too weak.
Keeping it was like a child possessing gold.
Trading it out.
If he encountered a fool who was upset because he traded it to soone else and not to him, causing trouble, wouldn’t it be a self-invited hassle?
Brian even suspected.
Inside the base, the decision to give him this reward might have been to showcase generosity while also diverting so internal pressure.
Perhaps he was too suspicious.
But there really was no need to grasp at minor benefits.
He had also received an extra reward of one million US dollars this ti, plus those hard-currency rit points and his foster parents’ dical expenses, he wasn’t worried about money anymore.
He only had to develop quietly, and he was destined to rise.
Moreover, with the cover of the S-T cell activity injection reagent,
Brian would be able to demonstrate even stronger abilities in the future.
Direct injection.
That was the safest choice.
As for why he changed the subject and didn’t explain to Susan…
From Susan’s reaction, he knew that the S-T cell activity injection reagent was a rare item for her background as well.
He explained.
Given Susan’s personality, she would likely feel guilty, thinking she couldn’t protect him.
There was no need to explain these things.
…
Susan didn’t understand Brian’s cautious mind.
She snatched the injector impatiently, checked the serial number on it, first showing joy, then her expression turned serious:
“Federation S-level mutant fugitives, do you know how rare they are?
The power of mutants cos from the mind, so generally, the more cris they commit, the stronger they are, but also the more likely they are to lose control.
A mutant wanting to beco an S-level fugitive
must remain clear-headed at all tis.
Beyond that,
their abilities have to be very powerful and special.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t live until becoming an S-level fugitive.
Thus, each S-level fugitive represents not only a governnt achievent and an honor but also very precious and rare research material.
If the NW organization isn’t generous,
other organizations will be.”
After listening to Susan’s explanation,
Brian was thoughtful.
He felt like these didn’t seem like manhunts but more like rewards, treating those exposed yet uncaptured special mutants as cherished treasures, offering rewards to encourage officials to hunt them down.
…
Back in Los Angeles,
Brian slumped relaxedly on the sofa.
He didn’t have to pretend to be crippled anymore.
It felt great!
His gains from this trip were significant.
First, he had completed the obsession of the veterinarian Laura and received a Gift of a combat skill.
He hadn’t had ti to absorb it before, and it was still stored.
He would see the effects later.
He hoped it wouldn’t disappoint!
Second, he had received two new obsessions from the Federation S-level fugitive, the Transforr.
The Transforr’s ability looked disgusting.
But it was really strong!
If he could unleash it,
Brian felt like he could take on his uncle head-to-head in a 1V1 snipe.
Third, inside the NW organization, his authority had been raised, and he had also received an internal URL accessible only to sequence staff, which probably held more secrets of this world.
Brian planned to look into this when he had ti.
Fourth, a reward of one million US dollars!
This money, unlike the reward from Mad Dog Ike, was directly transferred to his account.
After repaying Susan,
Brian still had over eight hundred thousand US dollars.
Plus the additional five hundred thousand in rewards that hadn’t been disbursed yet.
He could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
Fifth, eighty rit points.
These seed to be very valuable, even called hard currency by the chubby Green.
Originally it was a hundred rit points.
Before leaving the base,
Brian transferred twenty rits to Susan.
The last ti he had undergone an audit, he was forced to endure machine radiation checks.
Susan not only stood up for him publicly but also spent her own rit points to help him exchange for Repair Liquid to heal his body.
Although this ti, Susan had also benefited from his actions,
he was a man of clear debts and gratitude.
Sixth, the S-T cell activity injection reagent.
Hmm…
For others, it was a treasure.
For himself…
it was trouble.
But he wouldn’t have to continue pretending to be crippled in the future, and he could gradually show a little more of his real strength, slowly gaining more say in the team.
This would help him later “legally complete his obsession.”
…
Now that he finally had so free ti,
Brian was prepared to collect the Gift from Laura, the female veterinarian, and then complete the first obsession of the Transforr.
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