Chapter 715: Chapter 355: The Handy Soul Scalpel
Old Bai cawed.
When Brian ca out, he saw the old hulk just tricked a stack of banknotes from Shi San.
Shi San was rich.
He partnered with Green to sell Holy Water, making tens of thousands of US dollars a month, and had now accumulated a few hundred thousand in assets.
Most of which Shi San piled up in his dog bed as a mattress, planning to use it later as milk powder money for his children.
The old hulk felt a bit awkward when he saw Brian appear in the basent.
Actually, he could have just asked Brian for a loan.
Asking Shi San for money was mainly because he found the dog amusing, to tease it, and incidentally, he wanted to trick Shi San to let it experience the maliciousness of human hearts.
Seeing Brian looking at him with a strange expression, the old hulk explained, “Old Bai is after all my brother. Considering my good brother, I definitely need to find won with good looks. I’m getting older, and my bullets might not be reliable, so I need to prepare more targets. As you know, all this requires money, and then there are the costs for nurturing the embryo and daily living expenses…”
Bla bla bla, a whole bunch.
In summary, the old hulk planned to find seven or eight young and beautiful won all at once, then work day and night to quickly resolve his good brother’s reincarnation matter, and also experience the joy of being a father to his brother early.
Brian: …
Forget it, if you’re up to it, then go ahead.
He gestured with his hand.
A credit card flew out from the bedroom in the villa above his head, ca to the basent, and floated gently in front of the old hulk.
“This…”
Watching this familiar scene, the old hulk swiftly pocketed the credit card: “This is so embarrassing…”
“Stop whining, old hulk. Go with Shi San to the custor service and take a bath, change your clothes. Later we’ll discuss the matter of Old Bai’s reincarnation.”
Brian was eager to verify Old Bai’s soul scalpel talent, and after speaking, he waved his hand, signaling Shi San to take the man away.
…
Once man and dog had left.
Brian sealed the basent’s space and sat cross-legged, chanting silently in his heart, “Receive Gift Four.”
The next mont.
He felt his consciousness undergo new changes.
Precisely speaking, it was one of the tentacles on his face.
One of the tentacles transford into a fine, long thread, showing a qualitative change, with an indescribable fluctuation added to it…
“This fluctuation feels really sharp…”
Brian closed his eyes.
When he reopened them, his consciousness had already arrived in the Fourth Dinsion, also known as the Spirit Realm.
Without any concealnt this ti, he took on a fully octopus-headed humanoid form, carefully examining the tentacle before his eyes that had changed.
The consciousness is a person’s essence.
Like Old Bai.
Without the cover of Brian’s Heart Domain, he would appear as an eerie figure covered in red eyeballs.
Actually, it’s not just Old Bai.
Almost all mutants were like this.
Blood Moon Radiation was both a gift and a contamination.
To so extent, mutants are the Blood Moon’s Favored and no longer clean humans.
Brian no longer cared about this.
Whether one is human or not didn’t matter.
If he had enough strength to ensure the people around him could enjoy a normal life, to ensure they weren’t bullied, and to ensure his own well-being, that was enough.
As for being human…
As long as his fists were big enough, strong enough,
Everyone would praise him for his natural oddity, his extraordinary birth, claiming he was the dragon among n, the cream of the crop.
But his offspring were different.
If he could not ensure that his descendants had the right to choose freely, he would rather not have them.
Fortunately, Old Bai had left enough Obsession, giving Brian the chance to obtain his talent.
And it wasn’t in vain that he had delivered salvation to Old Bai.
…
The tiny thread, hidden amidst writhing octopus tentacles, was nearly imperceptible.
But when Brian controlled the thread to move, the surrounding pitch-black, lifeless Spirit Realm space unexpectedly produced swishing sounds…as if space was being torn, and like the sound of sothing sharp moving swiftly through the air.
Of course, breaking through space was naturally impossible.
This was purely because this tentacle, which had inherited Old Bai’s soul scalpel talent, had gained sothing akin to Law Power.
Brian had a hunch.
This thing, could easily split souls.
Whether it worked or not, he’d know after experinting.
The best subject for experintation was naturally Brian himself.
He didn’t hesitate, directly maneuvering the fine line across one of the tentacles on his face.
The next mont.
This tentacle, which contained so Spiritual Waves of the Dream Clan, silently separated from Brian’s consciousness, turning into specks of light gathering near the cut.
Brian also felt as if a fine needle had pricked his mind, causing a montary sharp pain.
Seeing this, he wasn’t alard but rather delighted.
Good fellow, it’s indeed a soul attack!
But…
In Brian’s perception, the tentacle segnt that had been cut off had not actually left his consciousness, but was isolated from his consciousness by a force, just waiting for that power to dissipate, and it would return.
That was in line with what Old Bai had said.
He had said before that those he purified would have their abilities affected during this period.
So that was it.
This ability was quite twisted…
It was equivalent to temporarily depriving a mutant of their talent abilities, and also enabled direct attacks on a creature’s consciousness…
And Old Bai had used it as a purification thod.
This…
Was really benevolent.
Having confird that the soul scalpel was Old Bai’s purification skill,
Next was practical application.
The subject of application was the old hulk.
…
With a phone call from Brian.
After about half an hour, a team of burly soldiers, fully ard and dressed in black Combat Uniforms with only their eyes visible, arrived by air outside Brian’s villa, escorting a large box.
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