Nemo’s companion looked at him with astonishment, "Nemo, are you saying the guy who just went up there is an Autopsy Officer?"
Nemo nodded, "Yes, I just finished a deal with him. If you hadn’t called me back to gather information on the destruction of the Yagyuu family in Japan, I might have befriended him."
His companions ignored Nemo’s complaint.
They suddenly realized, no wonder the saint had seen countless deaths in this lucky fellow.
An Autopsy Officer, always dealing with corpses and death, how could he not be accompanied by death?
The saint is truly formidable.
To be able to discern that...
Their conversation wasn’t hidden, and the people around them were not ordinary either.
Soon, Brian’s profession and some information were passed around.
Everyone started to form an impression of this handsome Autopsy Officer.
No matter what the profession, at least this guy seemed strong.
Brian ignored the exclamations from below.
He had just revealed probably one-third of his speed.
Standing on the platform, his back to the crowd below.
Brian looked at the saint, and the saint was also looking at him.
Brian was surprised to find that the saint in front of him seemed a bit off, emitting a rotten smell, typical of the elderly who don’t have much time left.
"Could this saint be about to die?
If only I had the Crow’s Death Perception Talent right now."
Brian muttered to himself.
Actually, the saint’s image was quite low, an ordinary appearance, with a clump of sticky white-grey mustache, and like those Ascetic Monks, only a filthy cloth wrapped around his waist for modesty, his body covered in accumulated grime. If thrown into a bathhouse, bath attendants would probably scrub their hands raw.
The saint just glanced at Brian and then looked away.
He pulled a stiff smile onto his face, "What do you want to ask?"
Brian suppressed his thoughts and spoke softly, "What is the difference between Second Rank Life and Third Rank Life?"
The saint thought for a moment and said, "For a Mutant, it’s the spirit; for you enhancers, it’s the self."
Confusion flashed through Brian’s eyes.
The saint added, "Both are actually the same. Buddhism believes everything has a spirit, one flower one universe; our body is that flower. When you can feel the self of your body, it means you are on the right path."
Brian wanted to ask something else.
He just felt a moment of disorientation.
By the time he regained his senses, he was astounded to find himself no longer on the platform but back at his original spot!
If it weren’t for the footprints he had left behind on the ground, and a new unfamiliar face on the platform, Brian would have almost thought everything just then was an illusion!
Brian looked at the platform, his gaze tinged with unease.
If that had been a fight, he would have been dead already!
He suppressed the panic in his heart and watched the platform intently.
The interactions on the platform were normal.
The question asked was about his own potential to break through to Second Rank Life.
The saint shook his head directly, indicating no.
The questioner dejectedly returned to the floor, not having an experience similar to Brian’s.
After returning, this questioner also received comfort from his companions and appeared completely lucid.
The saint spoke again, inviting a third person to come up.
The third person, like the second, asked about potential; the answer was again a lack of it.
He also jumped down by himself, returned to his position, his expression normal.
This made Brian feel even more uneasy.
The experiences of these two people were totally different from his own!