Life in North America, you call this an autopsy officer?!-Chapter 471 - 269: Annihilation, Return

Those drones and satellites in the sky saw the fog within the building disperse, and only when Yagyuu Kojirou walked out did some rejoice while others despaired.

Inside the base, the old man who had been attentively observing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Yagyuu Kojirou might be somewhat deranged, but his strength was real.

The attacker, ignorant of his own death, had chosen Kojirou as his opponent, essentially courting death.

Just...

The thought of the horrifying scene where Kojirou had torn off his old head to grow a new one made the old man’s feelings complex once again.

It was indeed a time when one could hardly tell humans from ghosts.

But what of it?

As long as Yagyuu Kojirou stayed in Japan, other nations would fear his unexpected beheadings, which would facilitate Japan’s interactions with them. As for Kojirou’s preference for person Q, his consumption of his own offspring, these were but minor indiscretions...

Under heavy surveillance,

Brian, carrying a Small Tachi, walked toward the Yagyuu family’s ancestral mansion.

The streets had already been cleared.

The area was cordoned off with police barriers everywhere.

As the battle ended, some in charge, licking their chops, wanted to approach and make contact with ’Yagyuu Kojirou’ but were directly dismissed by Brian.

His walking posture, voice, appearance, physique, and even his hairstyle were exactly the same as Yagyuu Kojirou’s. Not only did outsiders not notice anything amiss, but when Brian arrived at the Yagyuu ancestral mansion, nobody detected anything unusual either.

The moment he stepped in, a group of waiting young women, dressed in Japanese kimonos, presented their buttocks and knelt down in unison, revealing an expanse of white beneath.

Good lord.

These were the so-called vacuum clothes.

Unfortunately, Brian, having only gleaned from Yamamoto Taku’s obsession that these were wives and maids seized by Kojirou, didn’t know their specific details.

So, he followed Kojirou’s scent to a spacious hall and said to everyone, "Have all the family members come over, I have something to say!"

It took less than ten minutes.

Roughly two to three hundred women, accompanied by some young children, ’calmly’ gathered here.

Brian: ..

Hold on, where are your clothes?

Are you so short on fabric?

Only then did Brian find out how disgusting Yagyuu Kojirou’s ’Quirk’ talent was.

Before he could speak,

These women and children had found their places.

They adopted bizarre poses as if waiting to be ’blessed’.

Judging by their practiced manner, this was not the first time they had convened like this.

That beast, Kojirou, had not even spared his own children.

No wonder he controlled the entire family to stay here, and apart from his own kids, not a single other male was seen.

In such an environment, the individuals produced were either perverted or mentally ill — there were no normal people.

Brian sighed.

He slowly rose to his feet.

A colorless, odorless gas diffused from his body.

Thud~

One body after another collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

Having depleted the last of his anesthetic agent reserves, Brian drew his Tachi: "You’re all too tired living so twistedly; let me free you from this worldly purgatory.."

Following the trajectory of his eyes,

The blade’s light was precise and sharp.

Lives left without pain one after another.

These Yagyuu family members became the first subjects of Brian’s use of the Heart Eye talent.

It was rare.

With every life harvested, Brian felt a bit lighter in his heart.

This was unlike his previous killings.

This time, the act of murder was one of mercy.

When the last life was extinguished, Brian also accomplished the obsession of Yamamoto Taku, the man known as the Sword Saint of Japan.

Yamamoto Taku’s obsession: To exterminate the Yagyuu family, in retribution for the heartache of losing a wife, a daughter-in-law, and granddaughters!

Gift One: 150 points of Gift Energy.

Gift Two: 70 points of Gift Energy + Grandmaster Blade Skill.

Gift Three: 70 points of Gift Energy + Weak Heart Eye

Gift Four: 50 points of Gift Energy + Energy Insight Eye

Gift Five: 20 points of Gift Energy + Body Activation.

His Gifts were not bad, any choice would do.

Like the Energy Insight Eye, it was actually a kind of alternative Heart Eye that enabled one to see various wavelengths of light.

In layman’s terms, it meant being able to observe air fluctuations, enhancing dynamic vision.

Combined with his Weak Heart Eye and Grandmaster Blade Skill, Yamamoto Taku’s strength was actually not weak.

After thinking it over,

Brian still chose Gift Two, the Grandmaster Blade Skill.

Yagyuu Kojirou’s Heart Eye (Extreme) could be applied to everything, including the intangible elements like wind and light.

That was the reason why he could create a vacuum with his strikes.

So for Brian, who currently wanted to quickly enhance his combat abilities, the most correct approach was to fulfill Yagyuu Kojirou’s obsession as soon as possible.

The Grandmaster Blade Skill was no longer simply a technique; it was a kind of intuition derived from the pinnacle of sword skill, made possible by talent.

This was not something Brian could easily master through mere bodily control.

It required time for immersion.

There was no better way to practice than to adopt the skills directly.

With Brian’s choice,

His body and memory were flooded with a myriad of fundamental blade techniques, followed by a wealth of actual combat slashing practice, and lastly, an indescribable state of blade technique that allowed him to respond effortlessly in any situation.

In terms of fantasy, it was as if when Brian once again picked up the Small Tachi, there was an illusion of perfect harmony, a unity of man and blade.

...

As a conscientious Autopsy Officer.

After committing a murder, Brian would often help clean up the corpse if the circumstances allowed, to prevent causing trouble for his colleagues later on.

He piled the bodies up neatly together.

During the process, he accidently picked up a few obsessions.

The result was always the death of Yagyuu Kojirou...

Brian conveniently pirated some Gift Energy.

Feeling it was about enough.

He tucked the trophy Small Tachi at his waist and walked out into the open with his head held high.

Thanks to the notorious reputation of Yagyuu Kojirou, this time there wasn’t even anyone nearby.

Brian easily blended into the crowd, once again becoming an inconspicuous character, first retrieving the Crow Egg, then sneaking into the airport and finding a suitable flight to hide on the plane.

An hour later.

He felt the weightlessness as the plane took off.

Brian gently caressed the uniquely textured Small Tachi in his hand and smiled faintly, "This trip to Japan was really profitable. I’ll have to come back more often in the future!"

...

Night fell.

After stowing away the Small Tachi, Brian returned to the hotel where he was staying with a frown.

For someone with his keen sense of smell, the scents here were torturous.

On the large bed in the suite.

Catwoman Sandy was lying on the bed playing with her phone, her legs kicking in the air in sync with her playfully swaying tail.

Suddenly.

She looked like a cat whose fur had just puffed up, her eyes wide with terror, staring at the open window!

Such a strong stench of blood!

The next moment.

A palm grabbed the window ledge and forcefully pulled.

Thud~

The ground trembled slightly.

Brian’s figure appeared in front of Sandy.

Hearing the noise, he was somewhat speechless.

His physique had reached 1.4; he had gotten heavier.

Even with shoes on and using skilled techniques, it was difficult to move without making a sound.

"Brian?"

Sandy, curled up on the bed, called out with uncertainty when she recognized the face of the visitor.

It’s not that she no longer recognized Brian.

She simply couldn’t understand why there would be such a strong stench of blood on him after only two days without seeing each other!

This was the first time Sandy, since her Beastification, had seen someone with such a strong stench of blood on them.

Ordinary people might not notice it.

But to Sandy’s nose, Brian seemed as if he had been soaking in a pool of blood for days and nights.

This blood scent was very fresh and carried something that made her feel very afraid.

Hearing Sandy’s voice tinged with fright, Brian collected his thoughts and nodded slightly, "Yeah, it’s me. Have there been any problems these last couple of days?"

He knew why Sandy reacted this way.

No helping it.

He had killed too many people in a short time, and the smell had penetrated his body.

And then there was the spirit.

Spirit is a kind of aura around a person.

For example, animals running away at the sight of an old butcher—it’s because they sense that special aura around them.

The smell of blood can be masked with chemicals.

But it takes some time to dissipate the aura of having slaughtered thousands with your hands.

Sandy quickly climbed out of bed, shaking her head with restraint, "No, no one came looking for you. Oh, I took a satellite call for you; it was from a lady named Susan. She said she got promoted. She seemed a bit unhappy to hear I answered the phone."

Brian: ..

He darkly took the stored satellite wristwatch from Sandy!

...

Heading to the bathroom.

Brian soaked himself in a bath with shower gel, then dialed Susan’s satellite phone.

She picked up instantly.

This put pressure on Brian.

Susan wasn’t just waiting for his return call all this time, was she?

"Hey, Susan, missed me?" Brian asked dryly.

"Missed! I really missed you!" Susan’s response was very gentle.

It would have been even more gentle if she weren’t speaking through gritted teeth.

Once Brian recognized Susan’s tone, he quickly changed the subject, "Sorry, I went to take care of some personal business these last couple of days, and then left my watch with a friend for safekeeping. Oh, and congratulations on your promotion. I’m proud of you. God, my team leader is a Second-level Staff now, what could possibly make me happier than this news?"

On the other end of the phone, Susan rolled her eyes but couldn’t help laughing.

She was indeed very happy about the promotion, "Okay, I’m actually quite surprised too. My promotion was on the slower side due to some reasons, but then I took a nap at noon the day you left, and I woke up to being promoted. It’s a bizarre feeling. I feel like you gave me the power."

The two chatted for a while longer, finally ending the call with Brian swearing that when he’s out, he would stay as pure as jade for Susan.

After stowing away the wristwatch, Brian’s expression was odd.

Susan’s feelings might be right.

His cell activity had always been high.

It was possible that his genetic material had been absorbed by Susan’s body, allowing her to break through earlier.

It was really him who had given Susan the power.