Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 219 - 165: Reward, Pseudo Bullet Time (Additional - 2 for the Alliance Leader ’Praise of the Soul Reaper’)

Chapter 219: Chapter 165: Reward, Pseudo Bullet Time (Additional Chapter 2 for the Alliance Leader ’Praise of the Soul Reaper’)

Stepping down the stairs, he encountered a passage resembling an underground subway in NW.

A white man with a hook nose was waiting at the entrance for Brian.

Brian gave the passage a few glances and was speechless.

It seemed like these organizations all liked to dig underground, not fearing earthquakes or collapses above; truly nothing new.

"Brian?"

The man with the hook nose eyed Brian skeptically, not understanding how such a pretty boy could go directly to the laboratory.

That place was the most tightly secured area of the Night Demon Organization, where even internal members generally only went when they needed to receive mutated organ transplants.

Brian nodded curtly, "Yes, it’s me. I’m in a hurry, please make it quick."

The man with the hook nose stopped wasting time.

Both took the subway first and arrived in a sealed room.

Completely undressed, Brian changed into the portable clothing provided by the other party and, after several security checks, boarded another train heading towards the next location.

This time, it wasn’t the laboratory but a room filled with surveillance, armed soldiers, and many transparent glass chambers.

Inside the rooms, one could see various advanced instruments.

There were also a few larger rooms where despite not hearing the sounds inside, one could see numerous young boys and girls in tight training outfits, undergoing various tests and training.

The place reminded Brian of when he was young and weak, forced to undergo Mutation Radiation tests.

With a displeased expression, Brian stared at the man leading the way, "Buddy, I think I made myself clear. Give me the rewards I can redeem, I’ll take them and leave. It’s that simple!"

The man with the hook nose shook his head, "Mr. Brian, the free rewards must be used on-site, but no matter which reward you choose, you have to undergo further inspections to prevent... Anyway, it’s a mandatory rule, even for your NW Organization!"

His words insinuated more.

Brian took a deep breath, "I’ve redeemed many rewards at the NW Organization before, and none required this!"

"No, you underwent the Mutation Radiation Detector inspection, so you didn’t need these tests. But this is the Night Demon Organization. The audit team has reviewed your records, your growth speed is too rapid and absurd, we must ensure your purity!"

The man spoke without any possibility of negotiation or compromise.

Brian’s expression darkened.

Inside him, the once dormant dark matter seemed to stir with his changing emotions, gradually becoming active as though ready to leap joyfully and merge again with its host the moment Brian resorted to killing...

An unknown rage surged in Brian’s chest.

If it wasn’t underground, he really wanted to twist off the man’s head and slowly crush it.

The man felt Brian’s intense gaze.

For some reason, he found the air around him getting heavier, even breathing became difficult.

"This damned air circulation system!"

He tugged at his tie nervously, softening his tone, "Mr. Brian, nobody likes their privacy being infringed upon, but this is also a reassurance of your identity’s purity, it’s important, trust me. If you don’t do it now, even if you go back to Los Angeles, you can’t avoid this process."

"To hell with purity."

Brian extended his hand, "Give me a phone, I need to contact my colleagues in Los Angeles!"

He hated people who spoke in a vague and evasive manner, his mood growing more irritable.

Seeing his displeasure,

The man hesitated momentarily but finally pulled out a black box from his pocket, unlocked it with a fingerprint, and after pressing some buttons, handed it to Brian.

..

Without avoidance, Brian directly called Susan.

It should be early morning there.

After waiting for about ten seconds, dog barking came through the phone, "Woof~ (Who’s that~)"

Brian: .. Shi San picking up the phone, what the hell.

Especially since without the pheromones nearby, he couldn’t understand what Shi San was saying.

Suppressing his rising anger, Brian softly said, "Shi San, have Susan take the call."

"Woof~"

Another ten seconds passed before Susan’s nasally, playful voice came through, "Hey, this is Susan, what’s up?"

Hearing Susan’s naive voice, the unknown fire in Brian’s chest silently extinguished.

He couldn’t help but smile, "It’s me, Brian."

"Brian!"

In Los Angeles, Susan’s squinting eyes abruptly widened.

She jumped out of bed, concerned, "Are you okay, Brian? Did those bastards cause you trouble?"

Susan was unaware that Brian had voluntarily joined her training camp.

"I’m fine. Here’s the thing, I sorted out a rather troublesome matter for the Night Demon Organization, and they insist on giving me some things, but I need to undergo..."

Brian briefly explained the situation.

The man with the hook nose had rolled his eyes by then.

It was exactly this guy, with his exaggerated Nail Shooting Skill, who bugged the training camp, forcing the Night Demon Organization to give him extra treatment.

Although that wasn’t really a big deal.

But this guy actually fulfilled the agreement.

Which was outrageous.

..

Hearing Brian’s words, Susan burst out laughing,

"Brian, you’re really lucky.

The inspection is normal, mainly some blood tests, muscle and bone density exams, X-rays, etc., and you might even have to do strength and speed tests.

This information will become part of your file, synchronized to NW."