The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1316 - 806: Immortal Species Are Born to Be Lords_2
Of course, this power is barely a tickle to San Huamao; it’s merely cooperating with Liu Zheng.
After playing with the cat for half an hour, Niu Daji called.
"Boss, I’ve already followed your instructions and visited Mr. Batiao."
Niu Daji said.
"Hmm, how’s the old man doing?"
Liu Zheng asked.
"He doesn’t look too good, but his spirit is okay."
Niu Daji replied.
At such an old age, he still has to sacrifice essence blood to forcefully make the God Inviting Incense; it’s hardly surprising he looks bad.
But partly to repay kindness, and partly to ensure his granddaughter has a more secure backing in the future, Batiao’s mood is still good.
"Did he accept everything?"
He asked again.
"Yes, all of it. Mr. Batiao said you should send more next time, otherwise he doesn’t have the strength to make incense for you again."
Niu Daji laughed.
"Haha, he’s not afraid of overdoing it. Fine, I’ll send a whole truck next time, see if he can manage."
Liu Zheng laughed too.
He knows Batiao is joking with him, also knows Batiao is telling him he can still help with incense in the future.
Liu Zheng doesn’t dare promise he’ll never need the God Inviting Incense again, even though he knows Batiao will die after making this one.
After all, in Metropolis, trading one life for another is already a very good deal.
"So, boss, after I come back, should I still keep an eye on Morrison Primary School?"
Niu Daji asked.
"Hmm... Since that’s the case, after you come back, go to Fengmo Future instead. Buy some study and life supplies, then some snacks, and ask her if she needs anything."
Liu Zheng thought for a moment and said.
"Okay. Should I tell her about Mr. Batiao?"
Niu Daji asked again.
"Don’t mention it for now, Mr. Batiao probably doesn’t want us to tell her. But if she’s smart enough to guess something from our actions, you don’t have to hide it."
He pondered and said.
"Got it."
Liu Zheng hung up the phone.
"Fengmo? This surname sounds familiar."
The Pond Master emerged again.
"Have you heard it before?"
"Hmm, I remember meeting an assassin with the same surname, Fengmo. We even competed for a contract back then."
The Pond Master said.
"Competing for a contract? What do you mean?"
He asked.
"We were supposed to kill the same person, according to the rules; if neither discovers each other, then they act based on their abilities. If both discover each other, then they resolve it through negotiation, how you negotiate depends on the situation. Anyway, I chose to fight."
The Pond Master recalled.
"You were an assassin too, so what was the negotiation result?"
Liu Zheng asked curiously.
"When I was young, to make money, there wasn’t a job I hadn’t tried. Of course, I won, and the Fengmo guy was beaten to a pulp by me. If not following the rule of avoiding deadly strikes, he’d have been dead by the fifth move."
The Pond Master said proudly.
"Impressive, impressive. When was this?"
"Decades ago, I can’t remember the exact time."
He replied. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
The timeline roughly matches, the Fengmo he encountered should be Fengmo Future’s father.
Thankfully it wasn’t the Pond Master who killed him, or things might be awkward.
"You can’t remember the time but remember he’d be dead by the fifth move."
Liu Zheng caught the flaw.
"I just remember, so what? Do you want to spar with me too?"
The Pond Master said, embarrassed and angry.
"I wouldn’t dare, my eyesight is poor, losing a tooth would be hard to find."
He said seriously.
"Hmph, I just don’t like chatting with you young people, never focusing on the main point."
The Pond Master submerged again.
After waiting a while, Vampire Sister called.
"Liu Zheng, I’ve arrived at the cemetery."
Vampire Sister said loudly.
"Emile is so good. Did you reach Red Pig’s grave yet?"
Liu Zheng praised her, then asked.
"No, I’ve just bought a cemetery package from Mr. Tomb Guardian."
Vampire Sister replied.
"Then keep the call on, I’ll accompany you through it, so you won’t be scared."
He said naturally.
Vampire Sister currently has the body and intelligence of a child, so he unconsciously treats her as such.
Although letting a child go to the cemetery alone is quite outrageous.
But in Metropolis, it’s like saying that the children of the poor have to grow up early.
"Liu Zheng, you’re so silly, I am a vampire! How could a vampire be scared of the cemetery?"
Vampire Sister mocked.
"Should I hang up then?"
"Don’t!"
Vampire Sister shouted.
"Then are you scared?"
Liu Zheng asked deliberately.
"Alright, Emile is very scared now, hehe~"
Vampire Sister let out a chuckle like a hen sneaking away from a fox.
"You. Speaking of which, why did those vampires suddenly invite you to a ball?"
He smiled helplessly and changed the topic.
"There’s a new customer who’s a vampire; after they discovered I was a vampire too, they started chatting with me, found out I have no family, then invited me to join them."
"I didn’t agree, so they invited me to attend their ball first, to get acquainted with everyone."
Emile said.
"So are all the participants from the same family?"
"Not necessarily, some are from the same family, some aren’t, but generally speaking, they can be considered an interest group."
Emile replied.
"Interest group?"
"Yeah, seems like it’s called the ’Vampires Should Sunbathe Association’, the members are rebellious new generation vampires compared to traditional ones. They formed a group to resist the interference from higher-born vampires."
Emile said.
"No wonder you said you could persuade them not to eat people at the blood feast."
Liu Zheng realized.
"Exactly, though the blood feast must still be held, because it’s not only a tradition; it’s a transcendent ritual. All vampires put their blood and the blood of the food into a silver cup and pray to the ancestor, if successful, the blood in the silver cup turns into colorless, transparent wine."
"Vampires who contributed blood can drink the wine to enhance their power and compensate for some bloodline deficiencies."
Emile explained.
"What about vampires who didn’t contribute blood?"
"Then it’s useless, and tastes just like water."
Emile said.
"Speaking of which, who is the ancestor of vampires?"
He asked curiously.
After all, in reality, the vampire ancestors combined from various literary works are numerous.
"There are many. Though all belong to the vampire species, vampires who’ve migrated from different places show distinct differences. But during blood feasts, we generally pray to ancestor Cain, who responds to almost all vampires."
Emile said.
"So the blood of the food influences the feast’s effect too?"
"Of course, the higher quality and fresher the blood, the better the effect. But your blood won’t do."
Emile said.
"Why not?"
Liu Zheng was displeased.
Even though he hadn’t planned on offering his blood, them not wanting it felt impolite.
"Someone once used Black Mountain Goat Cub’s blood for a blood feast, resulting in something terrible happening. The building hosting the ritual with all vampires inside was dealt with by City Hall, and the vampire species suffered targeted actions for a long time afterward. Every vampire knows not to use Black Mountain Goat Cub’s blood for rituals, so your mixed blood wouldn’t work either."
Emile said.
"Hmph~ You guys don’t want it, and I’m not eager to give it."
Liu Zheng pouted.
"Hehe, but I want it. Stretch your neck over here for me to bite, ahh!"
Emile wagged her teeth and claws.
"No way."
He shook his head.
"Why?"
"Because even if I stretch it out, you still won’t reach."
Liu Zheng grinned slyly.
"Liu Zheng, you’re so annoying!"
