Chapter 305 Weird Mission

After saying goodbye to everyone.

Brian took Thirteen and Meatballs and got into a large box car.

no way.

Thirteen, who is eight months old, looks like a calf and is slightly larger than the average adult North American gray wolf. People would suspect that this is a cross between a Labrador and a liger.

The crow meatballs are also very big.

The adult size of the small-billed crow is only 40 to 50 centimeters when standing. As a result, it is more than 80 centimeters tall, with its wings spread out and a horizontal length of nearly two meters. It is extremely large.

In addition, Brian's appearance seems to have remained the same, and he has gained a lot of weight in the past few months.

Ordinary cars really can’t fit them in and can’t pull them.

driver's seat.

Susan took out a piece of tobacco made from paradise grass and put it into her mouth and stretched out her fingers.

next moment.

The temperature inside the car rises rapidly.

There was a flash of fire at Susan's fingertips.

Accompanied by a strange smell.

Susan took a deep breath, a look of relief on her face.

This looks very much like some drug addicts.

But Susan was not an addict.

In fact, she rarely smokes cigarettes. Now she has no choice but to smoke enhanced leaves like paradise grass.

If she doesn't smoke, she will be in a manic state due to the influence of her body. She will bleed at any time because of a trivial matter, and then the situation will continue to worsen.

This is also a stage that humans must go through when their bodies change.

Susan has been in this situation for several months.

Seeing this, Brian was a little worried and said, "How long will your adaptation period last?"

He later learned that tobacco made from paradise grass could effectively alleviate the mood swings of lycanthropes and prevent them from being affected by beast genes.

Such as Sandy the Catwoman and Linda the Lizard Woman.

After they came back with Brian, they would inadvertently show some strange emotional reactions, and their hobbies had also changed a lot.

Susan's heart is the heart of the deformed turtle.

Turtles are cold in nature and do not like to move.

Susan and Dean's hearts are different, they are more violent and aggressive.

This is why Susan has such a hot temper.

This situation became more and more obvious as she broke through the first level and quickly merged with the heart in her body.

This is why Susan took the initiative to take over the construction of Brian's slaughterhouse.

She didn't want to vent her emotions on the people around her.

Dean Laden said that this is an adaptation period, after which it will become more stable.

But based on Brian's personal experience in the past few months...

Susan's adjustment period was particularly dramatic.

The biggest change is body temperature.

Let's put it this way, relying on his super adaptability talent, he can now soak in boiling water without changing his face.

This is all Susan's fault.

The clothes on Susan's body now are all made of special high-temperature resistant materials.

Including the food she eats and the items in her home need to be specially made.

Brian sometimes thought about it.

Susan was lucky to have met herself, otherwise she might not have been able to find a partner.

Noticing the worry on Brian's face.

The corners of Susan's mouth turned up, her eyes narrowed into slits, and she was full of smiles.

She stretched out her hand and pinched Brian's cheeks, which were very tough and elastic: "Don't worry, with the help of food suitable for absorption like blood fruit, I still have about three or four months to complete the whole body. The genes of the new body are stable, and then we can think about having a baby. Otherwise, if you grow so fast, I will be worried that we will not be able to have children in the future. "

child

Brian had gone through the experience of borrowing seeds last time and really didn't want to discuss it.

He changed the subject and said: "That's good. By the way, what arrangements does the headquarters have for me? I didn't receive the email from the headquarters."

Brian's little life has been very comfortable recently.

After a few months, he directed the two spider women every day to help him fulfill the obsession of ordinary people, and steadily accounted for more than 100 units of gift energy every month. Adding the previous stock, there are now nearly 500 units.

He expected that when he saved enough 1,000 units, he could increase his physical strength again.

So now I don’t really want to go out to work and interrupt my current retirement life.

Susan was helpless about this: "I also received a temporary notice that the situation on the maritime battlefield has changed somewhat. Those big octopuses in the deep sea have probably digested the radiation output of the last blood moon and are impacting the deep sea laid by humans. Barrier, the human coalition's sea base has suffered heavy losses and is in urgent need of a large number of new combat forces. "

"Does that mean people die every day?"

Brian's eyes lit up.

The obsession explosion rates of aberrants, enhanced humans, lycanthropes, and aberrant beasts are much higher than those of ordinary people.

It would be nice to change places.

Unexpectedly, Susan shook her head directly:

"No, how could I agree to you joining the battlefield.

That's a matter for the war department.

The job is an autopsy!

The headquarters has recruited you for autopsy work.

I don't pay much attention to the situation at sea, and the information on this aspect is also strictly blocked.

Anyway, I inquired urgently.

The reason for this urgent recruitment is because some new species have appeared in the ocean fish.

They used unknown means to kill many soldiers at the sea base.

At present, no one knows what this method is, nor how to protect it.

This situation is very dangerous, so all countries are urgently recruiting professionals to inspect the corpses.

So this is a temporary business trip.

But here at NW, I heard from Caroline that the headquarters is planning to promote us, and it is not appropriate for you to continue to serve as the coroner..."

Caroline is Susan's best friend and currently works in NW's Internal Affairs Department. Her family is rich and well-informed.

The other party originally lived with Susan, but after hearing too many sounds of Brian and Susan fighting, they couldn't bear the irritation, so they finally moved out.

After saying that, Susan finished smoking the tobacco in her hand.

She exhaled a hot breath, closed her eyes, and began to use the effects of herbs to influence and control her body.

This is Susan’s daily must-do lesson: Master yourself.

But it doesn’t seem to have much effect, it’s more of a psychological comfort.

After hearing this, Brian actually became more confused.

When Susan opened her eyes again, he hurriedly said: "Those biotechnology researchers in major research institutes should be more proficient in the body tissues of aberrant creatures than coroners like me. We are just doing anatomy and investigation, but they are in-depth Cell-level research..."

Hearing this, Susan shook her head and said: "I don't know the reason. I don't have enough authority. My father hasn't paid attention to these things for a long time, and he hasn't received any news. But these are not critical things. Now I have a more urgent matter." Your help!"

Brian saw from Susan's eyes that were almost burning, what kind of help she wanted.

Said it before.

Desires and emotions are actually more affected by hormones.

Ever since Susan broke through the first level of life and began to fuse with the heart in her body, this aspect has been abnormal, and she may need to wait until she has passed the adaptation period before she will return to normal.

He turned to look at Thirteen and Rouwan who were watching the show in the back seat: "Listen, Susan and I have some things to deal with. Do you understand what I mean?"

Crow Meatball tilted his head: "This is the parking lot, Brian."

"Stop complaining, Meatball, it's not the first time. Otherwise, why do you think there are so many humans? They think about these things every day..." Thirteen's stomach wriggled and he let out a somewhat stuffy sound. sound.

After such a long time, while raising Meatball, it learned ventriloquism and finally stopped barking.

Rouwan nodded in agreement: "Thirteen, you know so much."

Thirteen Dog's mouth turned upward.

Now it is also a licking dog that is admired by birds.

This is growth.

Under the complaints of one person and one dog, the two parties exchanged positions.

The car starts.

There is also an extra bouncer on the road after get off work.

Well, it's the kind of car that jumps around when driven. It's very eye-catching. The glass of this car has been modified, so you can't see what's going on inside. In addition, the car drives fairly smoothly, so no one cares.

There was a police car patrolling, and when it noticed something unusual, it was a habit to follow and stop the car to ask about the situation.

As soon as I got closer, I saw the label on the back of the Bengbeng car, and I silently pretended not to see it.

This is the label of the NW organization. Only people with some energy in the NW can get it. It is similar to the police's 'get-out-of-jail-free card', which is usually issued to employees by guilds or police stations. A small card indicating that this is one of our own.

This kind of card has the name of the issuing institution and a different style of seal on it.

Insiders can tell at a glance whether this is a donor or a family member of a colleague. For this kind of people, they choose to ignore some simple traffic violations or other charges that may or may not be prosecuted, so they are called "exempt from jail" Card'.

This is a clear distinction between rights.

In the past, when this kind of card could be transferred (sold), it was a lot of extra money for police officers. Even if it was given to a friend, it was a very honorable gift.

However, this kind of card will only be bought by people whose cards belong to guilds, police stations, etc. There are so many institutions here, so it can basically only be used nearby. No one will buy it if you go far away, unless you have a bunch of them. of cards.

But most people simply can’t do it, and those who can do it don’t need it.

The NW organization is different.

Its scope of influence is throughout Los Angeles County and even throughout California.

NW was very low-key before the blood moon came.

But after the third blood moon, almost all official organizations must first provide awareness training about this organization during training, so they know that people with this label are not to be messed with.

To avoid trouble.

The patrol officer on this police car also used the on-board radio to notify nearby patrol vehicles to prevent them from stopping the vehicle due to visibility reasons and causing unnecessary trouble.

But his reminder was a bit late.

As soon as the car in front left the city road, it was forced to stop by a mounted policeman parked on the side of the road, signaling the other person to pull over.

The patrolman in the police car quickly stopped and looked at this reckless colleague with some concern.

As a result, I don't know what happened.

After the van rolled down the window, the fellow Mountie stood there blankly with a ghostly look on his face.

Then, the experienced patrol officer saw a fluffy paw holding a fast food bag, handed it to the stupid colleague, restarted the car and left

Until the car drove away, the mounted policeman still stood there stupidly, clutching the fast food bag like a stone sculpture.

"Is this someone playing COS and driving?"

The mounted policeman's reaction aroused the curiosity of the old patrolman.

He trotted forward and patted the other person: "Hey, Bob, man, what's wrong with you?"

The two obviously knew each other.

Seeing an acquaintance, he finally came to his senses and said excitedly to the old patrolman: "FK! Weber, guess what I just saw! A dog, a very big dog, wearing a police uniform and driving a car, It showed me the employee ID of its NW organization and invited me to eat fast food. God, this is the most outrageous thing I have ever seen!”

"You mean, a dog? A real dog?"

If the old patrolman hadn't seen the paw himself, he would have thought the Mountie was on drugs.

The trooper nodded sharply: "Yes, Thirteen, this is Coroner Brian's dog. It turns out to be real. This guy is really big. He can drive and talk with his belly. There is a dog on the passenger seat." Crows, very big crows, no wonder their cars use dark glass. I always thought those colleagues were lying, but it turned out that they were all true. Is this the NW organization? God, the world is really getting worse and worse! Crazy.”

He chattered excitedly.

"Yeah, it's definitely getting crazier."

The old patrolman wanted to ask why the car was jumping up and down, but looking at the policeman's appearance, he chose to shut up.

Anyway, he saw a dog driving a car, and there was a big crow beside him. His attention must have been on the dog and the crow, not anything else, so it was useless to ask.

the other side.

Susan's car stopped in the yard.

Brian came disheveled and opened the curtain behind the car, and said to Thirteen: "Hurry up and get ice cubes from the refrigerator. Susan is in a serious condition today and needs to cool down urgently..."

He could only help Susan vent her anger, but he couldn't cool her down.

"Okay, big dog."

Thirteen people nodded like dogs and looked at Meatball aside.

Meatball let out a dissatisfied croak, flew to the second floor, then grabbed a large bucket of hundreds of kilograms of crushed ice and threw it into a small swimming pool in the yard.

See, everything is done.

Brian hugged Susan, who was all red and slightly unconscious, and rushed into the swimming pool.

Zizzi~

Along with the sizzling sound of the high temperature hitting the water, Susan, who was covered in steam, let out a comfortable sigh.

She looked at Brian who was holding her: "It was so embarrassing on the road just now. Fortunately, there was a curtain to cover it. Maybe we should change to a longer car..."

Brian kissed her forehead: "I'm worried about what you will do after I leave."

Susan didn't take it seriously: "I will go back to the island. There is an icehouse there. Even if you don't go on a business trip, I will probably go there and stay for a while, but I will definitely miss you."

"Then I'll keep Thirteen and the meatballs."

"No, no, I just need some time to resolve the current negative state."

"Um"

Brian touched Susan's face: "You will be fine, team leader."

One night of warmth.

The next day, after Brian finished explaining the trivial matters, he got on the helicopter that came to pick him up from the headquarters.

This time it was mainly official business, and it was still technical official business and not very dangerous.

So Thirteen and Meatball were also traveling with them.

Fortunately for Thirteen, Rouwan has been with Thirteen since he was a child. He hasn't gone out to see the outside world yet. It would be nice to grow up more.

However, the destination was not the NW headquarters base in the suburbs, but a large warship docked in the bay.

After getting off the transport helicopter with a dog and a bird, and seeing the person who received him, Brian realized that this time the NW organization only sent him.

this..

Brian felt something was wrong.

The co-author NW organization didn’t send a single researcher?

The receptionist was a tall man in military uniform.

You can tell at a glance that the other person is a mixed race, or the kind of multi-generational mixed race where one generation of parents are black, and the rest are all white. The facial features on the face are more white, and there are not many black features anymore, except for the curly hair and skin. The color is darker.

In addition, the opponent is very strong.

Brian felt the biological force field of the first-level life from the other party's body.

very energetic.

His physical fitness is probably among the best among first-level creatures.

He looked at the dog and the bird next to Brian, a little surprised: "Hello, Mr. Brian, I am the commander of this warship, Ictor. Is this your pet?"

Brian nodded: "Yes, they are all enhanced creatures. They have the IQ of a normal teenager. They are very well-behaved. They have NW certification and legal status. Don't worry."

Ector nodded: "It seems I have to arrange a new place for you. Let's go. This time the situation is more troublesome and urgent. Let's settle your pet first and then go to the conference room to talk."

Brian stopped the other party: "Is it just me?"

Ector pointed around: "Look, it's empty and very quiet. In fact, the entire warship has been evacuated. There are only some logistics personnel and a bunch of corpses on the warship. California is currently only sending Come here alone. As for the reason, you will know when you come here."

After he finished speaking, he stopped talking nonsense and led the way.

Brian is only a first-order life on the surface, and he is also a first-order life. The status of the two parties is almost the same.

Place Thirteen and Rouwan in place and tell them not to run around.

Brian followed Ector to a small room.

Along the way, according to his sensory detection, it was true that as Ector said, there were very few lives on the warship. It was estimated that there were less than thirty people in total, and most of them were located in the logistics area, just ordinary people.

However, Brian did not sense any danger signals on the warship.

This made him more curious about this mission.

What happened to the deep sea?