To be honest, even if you had told me a month ago that you had broken through to Second Rank Life, I really didn’t hold out much hope that you would break through to Third Rank Life.
Every Third Rank Life that emerges is a miracle of evolution, irreplicable, and very hard to learn from.
Brian, to a certain extent, once your physical body reaches a certain critical point, you can naturally ignite your Biological Field and transform into a Third Rank Life.
What the hell did you go through to ignite your Spiritual Radiance in just over a month?"
Dean grew angrier as he spoke:
Third Rank Life, is a truly non-human existence, one that can single-handedly influence a whole region, essentially a walking missile.
I faced countless dangers, relying on all sorts of luck, to get where I am today.
Come on, tell me, what have you experienced recently?"
It seems his breakthrough to a Spirit Attribute of 1.4 really did rile Dean up.
When he followed Susan to the island and first met Dean, then verbally provoked him, Dean had never gotten this emotional..
Seeing old Dean shocked by his presence.
This kind of feeling is quite exhilarating.
But Dean is, after all, Susan’s dad, and I am his son-in-law, and considering the substantial inheritance that lies behind him, I should mind my manners.
He feigned embarrassment and said, "Dean, don’t you think you’re overreacting?"
Dean felt his fist clenched:
"You think there are a lot of Third Rank Lives?
Around the globe, with more than seven billion humans, including those Mutants and the Undersea Mutant Beasts, there are probably less than a hundred known Third Rank Lives!
This is the accumulation of data over more than sixty years after the Blood Moon, in a population of billions, countless species of animals!
The majority of small countries, most animal packs, not even one Third Rank Life exists.
So few Third Rank Lives, scattered across the lands and oceans of the world...
You think about it yourself!
This group is much rarer than you might imagine.
If you tell the NW organization about this now, you could receive invitations from all of the big families in the NW organization, and they would pay a great cost to have you sleep with their family women. Whichever one you want, as long as you can sire offspring with them.
Because Third Rank Lives can almost never have children, but you’re different, you’re not yet a Third Rank Life, and there’s a chance your genes could be integrated into their families.
Of course, it would be best if you didn’t entertain such thoughts!
Because if you dare do so, I will kill you and everyone in that family, then bury you all under my new agricultural farm to nurture those lovely Blood-colored Cannibal Flowers."
What do you mean ’your agricultural farm’? The Blood-colored Cannibal Flowers were clearly developed by people under me.
This old Dean really has no shame.
Brian rolled his eyes: "First, the farm belongs to me and Susan, you are just a rent collector and a guard, and second, my love for Susan is as true as the day and the moon, are the assumptions you made just now an insult to my character?"
Hearing this, Dean sneered: "Character? Are you referring to the character you show charging one to two thousand US dollars per night? Or maybe your flexible moral bottom line serving at least a thousand different members of the opposite sex?"
Facing Dean’s sharp taunts, Brian really couldn’t come up with a retort.
He didn’t even think that in the future he would be so awesome, so in his younger days, unknowingly straying from the path, he took up the part-time job of a vehicle appraiser.
If he became famous in the future.
That part of his history was destined to become his dark past; his appraisal certificates might end up in auction and sell for a high price..
At this moment, Brian somewhat understood why his former movie star teachers rarely chose to marry after retiring.
Imagine, when those teachers’ children grow up, innocent and learning the fight scenes of action movies, only to see their own parents... What an awkward scene that would be.
He seemed to be facing this risk.
Dean brought up his dark history right off the bat; even Brian’s thick-skinned face was finding it hard to withstand the blows.
It was that he had no means of counterattack.
Brian could only unabashedly retort: "There’s no high or low in professions, all in the service of the people. Without my hard work day and night, so many high-quality used cars wouldn’t be available for everyone to test drive. This is a great part-time job that shouldn’t be insulted by your words, Dean! You have such a narrow view!"
"Oh." Dean snickered:
"I’m relieved to hear you say that.
There is something I forgot to tell you.
The women you previously came into contact with in your part-time job, I’ve already arranged for people to meet them, and purchased all the appraisal certificates you issued, also making sure you haven’t left any unwanted offspring.
In that regard, you still have professional principles.
However, I suggest you speak to me with more respect in the future, otherwise so many appraisal certificates.."
Brian was not a man who liked being threatened.
He shrugged nonchalantly: "Oh, go ahead and share them if you will. I suggest you set up a separate museum named ’The Secret Life of Brian,’ and I’ll take your grandchildren there for a visit someday, especially the two with you.."
Dean’s face darkened bit by bit.
If you have no shame, you’re invincible!
He still underestimated Brian’s shamelessness.
Seeing that the timing was about right, and pressing the issue might get Dean to give him a beating, Brian dropped the topic.