Sherlock Holmes is not a warp god.

Chapter 68 Assassination

"A very convenient capability."

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Watching Fren transform into a little green man basking in the sunlight, Mycroft could sense his younger brother's aura gradually increasing, meaning he was regaining mana and health.

Combined with Furen's flesh manipulation, digestive enhancement, and ripples, it truly formed a system where one could become stronger simply by basking in the sun.

Adding more capabilities to this system might just create new extraordinary professions.

"You can try it too."

Fren leaned against the door, watching Mycroft make simple sandwiches. Mycroft's body was similar to that of an ordinary person; he still needed to eat. "You probably also think that this kind of eating, which is just to fill your stomach, is a complete waste of time," he said.

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"Innate extraordinary abilities do not have a spiritual imprint, so they cannot be passed on to others," Mycroft continued to explain. "And among life-based abilities, animals and plants have strict barriers that are almost impossible to cross before reaching a certain level of life."

Mycroft added "almost" because of the exception of Fren.

Warden Mavolo casually suggested that Fren try to obtain "plant mimicry" through transplantation, and unexpectedly, Fren actually possessed his own unique cells.

Frenz always does this, defying some of the "common sense" of the real world.

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"Ordinary people cannot learn plant-based abilities through rituals," Mycroft warned. "In the future, do not display this ability casually outside. If anyone finds out, say that it was awakened spontaneously by the blessing of the Father."

Fren nodded and replied, "Understood."

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"Let's go, it's time to officially say goodbye to your life before college."

The two walked out of the gate together, with Fren still driving.

The cloak looked cool, but it wouldn't be convenient to drive in it, so Fren took off the cloak and folded it up.

Before Mycroft got into the car, he glanced subconsciously at the tombstone under the tree by the lake, then indifferently looked away; his memories were also preserved there.

Eden Academy is located in the city center, not far from the central government. Not only is Eden Academy a school offering integrated primary, secondary, and high school education, but it also possesses a strong political character, frequently attracting visits from high-ranking officials.

"Do you have a driver's license?" Mycroft suddenly asked.

Every time Fren drove, he did so with an air of nonchalance and ease, and his driving skills were quite good, which initially surprised Mycroft that Fren was only 18 years old.

Fren chuckled. "You've already ridden this several times; isn't it a bit late to be thinking about this now?"

Leaving the aristocratic district filled with manors, Fren drifted onto another main road at an intersection.

Compared to the road we just drove on, this main road is narrower.

Fren glanced at the rearview mirror. "Guess, are they targeting you or me?"

With his excellent eyesight, Fren spotted a car a few hundred meters away in his rearview mirror. Besides that, there were two trucks and a van in front of Fren and Mycroft.

It looks like they're about to be surrounded.

"They came knocking when Tini wasn't there; they should have come to me."

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The Tini that Mycroft mentioned was his beautiful secretary and bodyguard.

"I should be fine living, but you'd better watch out for dying." Furen drove recklessly, taking his hands off the steering wheel, pulling out his wallet, and then drawing a revolver and a rapier.

He has a level 4 self-healing ability, and with the sun shining brightly and photosynthesis providing energy, he doesn't need to worry about energy consumption. Furen feels he'll be very difficult to kill.

Being able to defeat yourself and being able to kill yourself are two different things.

"I remember you're pretty good at swordsmanship, take care of yourself." Furen handed the meter-long rapier to Mycroft, while keeping the revolver in his own hand.

"A fine alchemy rapier, crafted using techniques from three hundred years ago." Mycroft somehow managed to create black and red patterns on the bright silver blade.

This rapier, hidden in a Liangzi brand wallet for hundreds of years, has finally revealed its sharpness as a weapon once again.

In his wallet, there was actually a two-handed broadsword, but it was riddled with cracks and in dire condition. Furen figured that if he used that sword, it might break after stopping a few bullets, so he decided to stick with his gun.

Fren wasn't one to sit idly by and wait for his fate. He steadied the steering wheel with his right hand, stepped on the gas, and closed the distance between the sedan and the three large vehicles in front to two hundred meters.

He stretched his left hand out of the window, aimed straight ahead, and then fired three shots in quick succession.

The BB revolver that Sherlock gave himself is currently the most powerful handgun that can be bought with money.

Blackbell Arms Group lived up to its reputation, accurately hitting the spot that Fren had aimed at with a 15mm bullet.

The trucks on either side of him were hit in the fuel tank by Fren. Unfortunately, the van directly in front of him was at a bad angle, so Fren could only aim for the rear wheels.

However, it wasn't a major problem; the two trucks exploded and lost their balance, overturning the van in front of them.

The van had tried to speed up and avoid the collision, but with its rear wheel blown out, it couldn't control the vehicle properly.

A small mistake can lead to a huge disaster, and the situation ahead is already in complete chaos.

The price was that Fren's left hand was almost completely mangled.

With a controllable range of 200 meters, and bullets powerful enough to penetrate fuel tanks, it delivers terrifying recoil.

The hands, which are heavily muscular, have three fingers that are broken.

Furen slammed on the brakes, opened the car door, and fired two more shots at the driver's and passenger's seats of the vehicles approaching from behind.

Self-healing experience +12

Flesh Manipulation Experience +9

Furen controlled the skeletal transformation, wrapping the revolver in his left hand into a support, and then quickly loaded it with bullets.

The revolver only has a five-round capacity, and we just used them all.

After getting out of the car, seeing the overturned vehicles behind him and the flames in front of him, Furen did not let his guard down at all.

How could someone who dared to send assassins to kill Mycroft be someone so easily dealt with by bullets, explosions, or ramming?

Sure enough, figures appeared from both the front and back, running towards Fren and Mycroft.

Without a word, they drew their guns and fired as soon as Fren and his companion entered their firing range.

Bullets are densely packed in front, while large-caliber bullets are fired from behind.

Mycroft and Fren decisively chose the side that was best for them.

With his face turned backward, Fren fired without slowing down even half a second, making no attempt to defend himself, and aimed directly at the space between the eyebrows of the two people behind him.

As for the incoming bullets, Fren instantly calculated their trajectory, stepped to the side, and dodged with Mycroft.

Facing more than ten bullets in front of him, Mycroft, dressed in a suit, remained calm and composed. He elegantly raised his rapier, and the blade with its strange patterns trembled slightly, blocking the bullets' paths perfectly. Even when Fren pulled him a step, he did not make the slightest mistake.

The ground clanged as the bullets were precisely sliced ​​by the activated alchemical rapier, scattering metal fragments everywhere.