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Chapter 622 - 321: Don’t Come Around Anymore, I Don’t Want to See You (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month!)_3

Chapter 622: Chapter 321: Don’t Come Around Anymore, I Don’t Want to See You (Asking for Monthly Tickets at the End of the Month!)_3

As long as their self-awareness is strong enough, they will undergo a wonderful transformation.

I don’t know the principle behind that transformation, but it’s really magical.

Transformation after transformation...

As long as Mutants have strong enough self-awareness, during this process, they don’t even need to take any extra actions to naturally break through to Third Rank Life."

As he spoke, Old Bush suddenly turned to Brian, "Do you know why I was able to become the only one among the one hundred and seventy-three people in the NW organization to successfully break through to Third Rank Life?"

Brian listened, fascinated, and subconsciously said, "Why?"

Old Bush’s mouth curled up:

"Want to know?

Then you tell me, why did those three old dogs treat you specially?"

Good grief!

Brian looked at Old Bush speechlessly.

What kind of treacherous tactics!

Lure people in to kill them, is that it?

He waved his hand, "Oh, then I don’t want to know.."

He’d eat anything, just not bait!

...

Seeing that he still hadn’t won over Brian, Old Bush finally admitted defeat!

He glared at Brian fiercely and took out a small booklet from his pocket and threw it at him, "Scram!"

Brian caught the booklet, curious, "What is this?"

"The reasons and methods for my success, I hope it can give you some inspiration!"

Old Bush waved his hand, "Get out, and remember, when you’re about to break through, stay away from the crowd, by no means should you do it at the base, it’s best to go to your favorite place..."

After saying that, he looked down, seething with anger, and even resumed his former old man’s appearance from the youthful form he had taken. Seeing Brian look at him, he turned away, showing his back to Brian.

Amused, Brian laughed.

This old man was interesting.

Looking at the slightly worn booklet in his hand, he bowed to Old Bush, "Thanks, I got it, old thing. Since you’re curious, I’ll tell you the reason..."

Old Bush pricked up his ears, secretly delighted.

Thought you couldn’t be taken down!

But after waiting a long while, the expected continuation never came.

Old Bush turned his head back with a puzzled look, but there was no sign of Brian anymore...

"I%@...*!!!"

Old Bush nearly had a brain embolism from anger at Brian’s treacherous behavior!

That scoundrel, not making a sound when leaving!

The more Old Bush thought about it, the angrier he became!

Boom~

A fierce hurricane raged in this special corridor!!!

...

By the time Old Bush vented his frustration and was ready to leave the corridor, Brian had returned, waving the booklet in his hand, irritably saying, "Are you sure you didn’t give me a colorful novel?"

"Scram!"

"You scram!!"

"Don’t come back again, I don’t want to see you!!!"

Old Bush roared at Brian, his face contorted with rage.

Brian was so frightened that he hastily retracted his head and rushed out of the warehouse.

He had actually thought about telling the old man the reason, to satisfy his curiosity.

But the old man mentioned he was trapped here.

And considering how he constantly warned to stay away from the base to break through to Third Rank Life, Brian instantly realized why the old man was trapped.

It was because of that ’Book of Death’ motherboard hidden at the bottom of the base!

Brian wasn’t clear about the specific reasons, but they definitely had something to do with that board.

Under these circumstances, how dare he tell Old Bush the truth.

What if the other party, for the sake of freedom, forced him to help?

Brian was a straightforward person.

He mirrored others’ attitudes.

He was friendly to good people.

To bad ones, he was fiercer and more ruthless!

Similarly...

Regardless of whether Old Bush was nice to him because of investment or some other reason...

Nice was nice.

Brian decided to deal with him after breaking through to Third Rank.

Then he’d have a better position to avoid any unpleasantness.

After all, Old Bush himself said he could live a very long time.

Brian did not think he’d need two hundred years to break through to Third Rank.

Let’s be conservative.

Two years!