Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!
Chapter 614 - 319: I’m Not Well Educated, Is This What Win-Win Means? (Two in One)

Chapter 614: Chapter 319: I’m Not Well Educated, Is This What Win-Win Means? (Two in One)

Deep inside the NW base.

Meeting room.

Three middle-aged men led Brian through a place he had never been before.

Their positioning was meticulous, always by Brian’s side, able to observe his expressions at any moment, showing a somewhat deliberate respect for him, and constantly displaying this deliberate intent to Brian, telling him, "We truly value you."

This approach was somewhat strange.

Yet it indeed made Brian feel comfortable.

The same action, when done by different people, felt different.

If it were an ordinary person doing this, Brian wouldn’t have felt great; instead, he would feel uncomfortable.

When the ones doing it were three high-ranking individuals with the power to influence the policies of a great nation Z, the sensation was completely different.

Brian felt this way now; he knew they were doing it on purpose, but he still felt respected.

Although the respect was not for him as a person, but for the Meme Pollution ability he now possessed.

In a sense, Brian was like a stink bomb now—there was no benefit in a harmonious relationship, but angering him was like falling into a cesspit, and they had to wait patiently until a solution to the Meme Pollution threat was found.

It was quite unpleasant.

And the more powerful the people, the more unpleasant it was.

Such as the three legendary figures in front of Brian.

They were beneficiaries of the Blood Moon era.

Years ago, they were high-ranking officials of the Federation, who should have faded with the passage of time, living only in others’ memories, their glory gone.

Until the Blood Moon arose...

On the bed of countless corpses, they received new life vitality and saw hope for longevity.

These people were the most afraid of dying.

Especially the one from the Liki family.

Brian’s plight was all thanks to his grandson.

So, he was the most nervous one.

The display today at the base was mainly his doing, aiming to make Brian feel the sincerity to prevent him from going mad.

It was merely a formality.

Compared to going to war, sharing some benefits was no issue.

Even better if they could win him over.

In time, having an organization like NW with a walking source of pollution would transform from a Federation organization to a major global organization, obtaining more benefits, rather than being limited by the Holy Council...

Of course, all of this depended on today’s negotiations.

Based on all these considerations.

The three important figures by Brian’s side now smiled more cordially than they would have at their own fathers, void of their usual stern family faces.

...

Brian ignored the three men with varying thoughts.

At this moment, his attention was caught by the corridor in front of him.

The floor here was made of glass from an unknown material through which one could see various grotesquely shaped captives below.

Yes, grotesquely shaped.

There were deformed humans as well as shapeless pure-flesh beings that constantly changed form.

On both sides of the corridor were monitor screens.

These screens also showed humans in captivity, but they were comparatively normal, and men and women were imprisoned in pairs, some holding children, while some rooms only contained one person and a pile of incomplete corpses.

Brian paused in front of the screen showing the incomplete corpses.

Here should also have been two captives, but one had eaten the other.

When Brian saw the surveillance video, the surviving woman, her mouth full of sharp teeth, was gnawing at a blackish, purplish thigh, looking very revolting.

Seeming to notice his gaze.

A middle-aged blond man walking by his side snapped his fingers.

Two seconds later.

Boom~

Infinite flames flooded the room.

The woman who was eating was engulfed by the flames, emitting a terribly mournful cry of agony.

Brian coldly noted this scene.

Just when he thought the woman was going to be executed by the flames.

The next moment.

The woman’s long, dirty, curly brown hair, unafraid of the flames, insanely grew longer, confronting the flamethrowers hidden around the room like a slithering snake, first extinguishing the flames on her body, then sweeping towards the nozzles of the flamethrowers.

Creak~

The screen transmitted the sound of metal twisting and crushing.

"That’s interesting, is this a female First Rank Mutant?"

Brian looked at the middle-aged man who had snapped his fingers.

The man nodded, "I have some memories of this mutant. Before her Mutation, she was a schizophrenic, and after the Blood Moon, she awakened a very unique ability, which we named Hair Matrix Cell Mutation. The hair matrix cells on her hair can mimic and imitate the shape and properties of external objects, so she is considered a great asset of the NW organization."

The hair matrix cells are actually the cells that make up the hair.

With that, he gestured in the air.

A projection immediately appeared before them.

The projection flickered with letters and images, displaying the female mutant’s data and the experiments conducted on her.

Seeing that long list of projects, Brian felt a tingling on his scalp.

The experimental content included thousands of tests, various human experiments, extreme environmental tests, various Beastification Transformation tests, reproduction tests...

At present, it was reproduction testing.

It seemed like her co-test subjects were a bit unlucky.

Brian was surprised that she was still alive and more surprised that she still maintained a normal human form.