Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 583 - 307: Threat! Can We Survive This Time?

Chapter 583: Chapter 307: Threat! Can We Survive This Time?

"Fuck!"

Brian’s scalp tingled with horror.

Can you imagine, a person telling you a horror story, and then acting out the scenario in reality right after the tale?

It was clear as day that Hector had been infected!!!

Without a moment’s hesitation, Brian sprang to his feet and ran outside!

Behind him, Hector’s flapping motions, slow at first, picked up speed and rapidly spiraled out of control. Like a madman breaking the CD, he grabbed anything within reach, batting at himself, as if he were covered in crawling insects...

When Brian reached the deck, his ears and nose twitched in unison, his already grim expression turning even uglier.

Dead!

Hector was dead!

Brian heard the sound of Hector falling to the ground, heard his heartbeat stop, and through his senses, even felt the process of Hector’s Biological Field slowly fading away—as if the man had died right in front of him.

The man was really dead!

He died right in front of Brian, succumbing to that bizarre contagion.

A more troubling thought struck Brian!

He had also watched that video!

After his Spiritual Strength reached 1.4, he had achieved Never Forget.

Every frame and second of that video could be recalled at will!

...

Damn it!

He thought this was just a simple task, but the contact dies the moment they meet, and now he seems to have caught some curse-like bullshit.

This is so fucked up!

Brian exhaled a hot breath and opened his mouth toward the entrance of the warship.

An invisible ripple spread through the air across the entire warship.

Immediately after, Brian’s ears caught the sounds of Shi San and Meatball fleeing outside.

After doing all this,

he took out his phone, ready to explain the situation to Susan.

But the phone had no signal.

The surrounding signals were jammed!

Annoyance flashed in Brian’s eyes!

This was definitely arranged by those jerks at the Deep Sea Base; otherwise, Hector wouldn’t have been in a rush to show him the body but instead showed him that damn autopsy video!

All this was a set-up!

With the sound of the wind,

Crow Meatball, clutching Shi San, flew out of a window on the warship and landed beside Brian.

"Boss dog, what happened?"

Shi San vibrated her abdomen, producing Mimicry.

At the same time, her dog eyes widened, looking at Brian with concern.

She seldom saw such a range of expressions on Brian’s face.

Meatball wanted to join in the chatter.

All of a sudden.

Its crow beak opened wide, revealing an undulating tongue inside, excitedly saying, "The scent of death, it’s everywhere, danger, run, run..."

Meatball had inherited its mother’s talent and had grown even more capable under Shi San’s care.

Its ability to sense death was stronger than Brian’s, able to directly see swathes of the scent of death, and also had an ability similar to an iron body. Its feathers offered significant protection, capable of fending off small caliber bullets despite being only a few months old.

Just a bit cowardly.

Brian said irritably, "Shut up, I’m here, no one is dying. Meatball, take Shi San back to find Susan. Tell her to seek out Dean for information about my mission, but don’t mention the danger!"

He had barely finished speaking when Shi San vigorously shook her head, "No, I don’t want to separate from boss dog, we stick together!"

With that, her body began to swell, preparing to switch to combat mode.

Brian kicked her away, "Don’t get in the way!"

With that, he shot Meatball a glare.

Meatball shuddered and swiftly followed, grabbing the stunned Shi San, and flew high into the sky...

Watching the dog and crow fly away, Brian sighed.

He gave up the idea of leaving.

No choice, he had already watched the CD.

If this thing really is a curse, he couldn’t escape it anymore.

The best way to face fear was to confront it head-on.

"Damn it, if I ever find out who planned this shitty idea, I’ll stuff their head up their ass!"

Brian’s face was full of murderous intent.

He meant it!

This unknown danger wasn’t aimed at him, but it had dragged him into it.

Those who disregarded his life would in turn have their lives disregarded by him!

That was how Brian did things!

But, how to handle this situation?

...

As Brian was pondering how to deal with this matter,

the locator watch from the NW organization on his wrist suddenly rang.

Someone wanted to talk to him!

Brian was a Second Rank officer in the NW organization.

His locator watch was not just for calls for help and positioning; it could also make satellite calls, but he could only initiate contact with others, or those within the organization who had the authority to contact him through the watch.

Hector had just kicked the bucket, and now someone was reaching out to him...

Brian immediately thought of the people from the Deep Sea Base!

As he was seething with anger with nowhere to direct it, here they were knocking on his door.

Brian looked up at the sky, stood on the deck, and pressed to accept the call.

As soon as the connection was made, a commanding male voice came through, "Officer Brian, greetings, I’m Weiner Liki. I’m speaking to you now via an encrypted channel used by the NW organization..."

Weiner Liki...

Hearing this name, Brian’s eyes narrowed.

The man was the head of the Combat Department at the NW organization, constantly stationed at the Deep Sea Base, apart from the NW organization.

The NW organization had three founders.