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Looking over, she explained softly, "It can accelerate the extraction of 'listeners'."

"audience?"

He Ao looked puzzled.

He had heard this name once from Selena, whose audience was a talent sequence 9, a precursor to the 'waiter' who had been devoured by hypermemory.

"Talent Sequence 9: Listener. Talent Sequence is a special kind of extraordinary ability. This extraordinary ability does not disappear after the death of the extraordinary person, but is extracted from the extraordinary person's body."

A faint purple glow emanated from between Qi Rui's brows, staining the blood seeping from them a deep purple. Vianna glanced at the change in Qi Rui's brow and continued...

"If left unchecked, these talent sequences will merge with the environmental objects surrounding the deceased, forming extraordinary items."

Some organizations refer to these extraordinary items that incorporate talent sequences as contaminants because they continuously interfere with the surrounding environment. However, the intensity of interference varies depending on the item; generally, the lower the sequence level and the more rational the extraordinary individual at the time of death, the weaker the interference ability of the resulting extraordinary item.

As Vianna spoke, the purple light emanating from Qi Rui's brow began to fade. She then explained further, "Each talent sequence has its own number. For example, the number for 'Listener' is 9, and the number for 'Spectator' is 7. The Anling Flower is one of the auxiliary materials for the Listener's Elixir, and its powder can accelerate the extraction of 'Listener'."

"How can you be sure that the talent sequence within Qi Rui is 'The Listener'?"

He Ao had long realized that Qi Rui possessed some kind of extraordinary power, but Qi Rui hadn't said anything, so he couldn't be sure what it was.

"The vast majority of extraordinary individuals in the Witch Church are either 'listeners' or advanced members of the listener's hierarchy."

Vianna tilted the test tube slightly, allowing the purple blood to flow completely into it. Then she sealed the test tube with a cork and shook it gently. "The talent sequence extracted from a superhuman can be reconstituted into a secret medicine for that talent sequence by adding some auxiliary materials."

"Can this extracted talent sequence be consumed directly?"

He Ao suddenly asked.

"Huh?" Vianna seemed shocked by his idea. She thought for a moment, then nodded.

"The purpose of concocting it into a secret medicine is to significantly reduce the mortality rate and allow the talent sequence to be better absorbed by the human body. It should be possible to eat it directly in theory, but the mortality rate would be extremely high. Even if one survives, one is likely to mutate into a monster. The probability of successful absorption should be less than one in a thousand."

"Ah."

He stared at the test tube in Viana's hand. He suddenly thought of the superhumans he had killed before: Mu Xiu, that 'Angry Man', and Aaron.

Judging from the FBI's occult reserves, the FBI should have recovered the talent sequences of these individuals or the extraordinary items formed after their deaths.

While Heo was deep in thought, Vianna reached out and handed him the silver test tube. "This is your spoils of war. Extraordinary individuals with talent sequences are very rare even within the Witch Church."

"You seem to know a lot about the Witch's Church?"

He took the test tube from her and noticed the trench coat that Roy's father had left behind.

Inside, there are also slots for placing test tubes.

“They’ve been chasing me all along,” Viana said, adjusting her hat. “Come on, old man, I’ll give your things back to you.”

He watched Viana's retreating figure with great interest and slowly followed after her.

The two walked through several streets and finally stopped in front of an abandoned underground parking lot.

Viana led Heo deeper into the parking lot and then slowly opened a rusty iron gate.

Just as she pushed open the door, He Ao finally matched her silhouette with a figure from her memory.

This is not Roy's memory, but a memory from the previous dungeon quest.

This Viana was the female researcher who, when Heo was chasing Naja, used an iron ingot that Heo casually threw away to set up a mechanism that briefly hindered Naja's escape.

After pushing open the iron gate, Viana led Heo inside and then turned on the light.

A huge room filled with all sorts of machinery came into He's view.

At this moment, Viana took off her bowler hat, and her beautiful long silver hair cascaded down. Then she took off her loose outer garment, revealing a simple exoskeleton armor with two mechanical arms attached underneath.

"My hair is a bit noticeable, so I have to cover it up when I go out."

The two mechanical arms behind her slowly extended. "I ran into some trouble and haven't been back for a long time. It's a bit messy. Please wait a moment while I help you find it."

As she searched, He Ao leaned against the iron gate, his gaze sweeping across the room.

The observer's ability reflected the details of the entire room into He Ao's mind.

The room was mostly filled with disassembly tools or various types of mechanical parts. Only on He Ao's left side against the wall was there a small bookshelf with some old and new books on it.

He Ao's gaze casually swept over the books, then stopped in the corner of the bookshelf.

There lay quietly an old book, worn out from being read so many times, with the words 'Talent Sequence' faintly written on its spine.

He Ao walked over and slowly pressed his finger on the book.

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Chapter 112 The Butcher's Pistol (Please subscribe, add to your favorites, and vote with monthly tickets)

"found it."

Just as He Ao was about to pull the book out, a soft shout came from behind him.

He turned around and saw that the mechanical arm behind Viana was supporting her as she slowly fell from the air, holding a black wooden box.

The wooden box was covered in a thick layer of dust, suggesting that she had found it in a corner at the top of a cabinet.

“This was given to me by Grandpa Inor. He said that if one day you really step into the extraordinary realm, he would ask me to return this to you,” Viana patted the dust off the box and slowly opened it.

A black pistol with dark red markings came into He Ao's view.

"This gun is called Butcher."

Viana landed on the ground, slowly raised the box in her hand, and held it in front of Heo.

She wasn't very tall, only about 1.5 meters, while Roy was nearly 1.9 meters tall. She had to lift the box up a little to put it in front of He Ao.

"Butcher?"

He Ao slowly picked up the gun.

This gun looks much like an ordinary handgun and feels similar. The only difference is that the gun body is covered with fine, dark red patterns that resemble flowing blood, and there is a gear-shaped knob near the top of the grip.

As Heo picked up the gun, some information entered his mind.

Having learned about the magician's hat, He Ao quickly organized this information.

This gun, called the Butcher, is an extraordinary item with only one ability: turning the gear knob on the handle allows the gun to be switched to three modes.

Pistol mode: effective range 150m; Rifle mode: effective range 800m; Sniper rifle mode: effective range 3500m.

He Ao tried turning the knob and felt a distinct mechanical click when switching modes. The knob was also positioned well; when he held the pistol, he could turn the knob to switch modes by flicking his thumb.

This ability is just a bit strange.

Although this gun can switch effective ranges, it is still a pistol in structure. The front sight of a pistol is not very accurate and relies entirely on human eyesight. Ordinary people have difficulty seeing human details clearly beyond 300 meters. Even if you can shoot that far, it is difficult to aim.

Moreover, the short barrel of the pistol requires greater strength and marksmanship from the shooter. This Butcher Pistol has a barrel length of about 20 centimeters. If fired at a distance of 100 meters, even a 1-millimeter deviation of the muzzle is a meter, which is the length of a person.

Therefore, this gun is rather useless for most people, only usable as an ordinary handgun, but it is a godsend for a few, such as cyborgs equipped with advanced prosthetic eyes, or...

A superhuman possessing the 'spectator' talent sequence, which grants them comprehensive knowledge of details.

This gun is clearly a weapon perfectly suited for 'spectators'.

However, like the magician's hat, this gun also has usage restrictions.

The user of this gun must kill someone within seven shots. If they fail, the gun will enter a one-week cooldown period. If, after the cooldown period, the user still cannot kill someone within seven shots, then the user...

Once the gun is used, it will be unusable unless the user fills the chamber with their own blood, in which case they will have the opportunity to fire seven more shots.

It perfectly matches its name, 'Butcher'.

"Is this my father's gun?"

He looked at the pistol in his hand and asked softly. He had vaguely grasped some information about Roy's father.

"Ah."

Vianna nodded gently.

"Were those two bottles of secret medicine concocted using the talent sequence left behind by my father after his death?"

He Ao pressed for an answer again.

"Yes,"

Vianna nodded again, then paused. "When Grandpa Inor was dying, he asked me to leave behind his talent sequence and reconstitute it into a secret medicine as a legacy for you."

"Did you write those instructions?" He put the butcher's pistol back into the wooden box, then placed the box on a shelf to the side. "Can you tell me about my father? I haven't seen him for many, many years, and it seems he's been hiding a lot from me."

"I don't know much either..."

Vianna pulled two folding chairs from a pile of mechanical parts and unfolded them behind herself and Heo.

Viana didn't know much; her encounter with Inor, Roy's father, stemmed from a security job.

Nearly five years ago, Viana's grandfather, an elderly professor at Kaya Medical University, hired Inor as a bodyguard through some channels.

Vianna didn't know about Inor's past, and Inor never mentioned it. At that time, Inor was nearly sixty years old, and most of the time Vianna thought of him as just a kind grandfather.

Inor would sometimes talk to Vianna about family, and how if his son got married and had children, his granddaughter might be as old as Vianna.

The incident occurred two months after hiring Inor when members of the Witch's Church attacked the small research institute where Vianna and her grandfather lived. At that time, Inor displayed a level of professionalism that surprised Vianna.

However, no matter how strong Inor is, it is difficult for her to resist the witch church, which has a large number of members and is protected by an evil god.

In the end, Viana's grandfather let Inor take his granddaughter away, while he himself was killed by the Witch's Church, and the entire research institute was burned to the ground.

In the process of protecting Viana, Inor was also seriously injured. In the end, he used special channels to bring Viana back to Dawn City from Kaya City. He originally planned to go to Roy, but his old and seriously injured body did not last until that moment.

He managed to contact his hired lawyer to explain the inheritance, and then entrusted Vianna to reconstitute his remaining talent sequence into a secret medicine before passing away.

Vianna and the lawyer buried Inor.

Before her death, Inor wanted Viana to live with Roy and included Roy's care for Viana in her last wishes, but Viana refused.

After that, Vianna, with the things she brought from the research institute and some of the property given to her by Inor, established a secret base in Dawn City, where she conducted research and investigated the Witch Church, hoping to avenge Inor and her grandfather.

"So you've been investigating the Witch's Church here all these years?"

He asked softly.

“No, not exactly,” Vianna shrank back. “Have you seen the news about that mayor keeping a monster? When I was working at a research institute and getting free experimental materials, I was captured by the Crocodile Gang and studied as a monster for over a year. I was only recently rescued by a handsome grandpa.”

"A handsome grandpa? Is he really that handsome?"