"No need. I believe the boss is an honest man." Lin Su picked up the box and said, "By the way, send the coffin to Susheng Hospital. Don't waste time."
He and Celt turned and left, leaving the sweaty boss standing there in a daze: "...Medical, hospital?!"
It seems normal for a hospital to order coffins, but why are they all using golden nanmu coffins? Are those two people really crazy?
Lin Su and Celt got on the carriage together. Celt sneered and said, "Why not send him directly to the villa? Didn't you see the look in his eyes at first?"
Looking at the two of them as if they were fools, the human should be thankful that his temper has improved a lot recently, otherwise it is hard to say whether he could stand there safely and see them off.
Lin Su laughed and said, "If I ran into two people who bought hundreds of coffins at once in the middle of the night as if they were living in them, I would look at them the same way."
After all, it is too weird and strange. Normal humans generally cannot do such a thing.
"Which side are you on?" Celt raised his eyebrows.
"I'm just trying to help you," Lin Su said with a smile. "I'm just trying to save you from unnecessary trouble. If you're still not satisfied, let's go back and test the quality of the coffin. If it doesn't pass, we'll go find him."
Celt's eyes became subtle: "Good idea."
Although the boss looked at the man with a strange look in his eyes at first, the quality of the coffin was quite good. No matter how hard he tried to toss it, not even a single corner was broken.
Lin Su kissed Celt's forehead, stood up and casually put on his clothes and pants. After washing up, he sat next to the workbench and continued his diamond cutting and polishing.
Celt leaned lazily to one side, watching his serious movements with half-open eyes, without disturbing him.
It was a rare moment for him to be free and at peace, and it seemed as if just looking at him was enough to satisfy him.
Lin Su didn't like to procrastinate, and the wedding ring he promised to give to Yi Zhelai was completed in just a week. It was a simple and rustic style, inlaid with extremely pure diamonds. When Ian received it, he held the ring in his hand and was happy for a long time.
Lin Su's hand was already covered with another ring, with the same purple diamond, but unlike Celtic's extremely gorgeous style, his ring was extremely simple, yet had a unique beauty.
When the blood of the ancestor took effect and Celt's power surpassed Yizhelai, the so-called jealousy seemed to have vanished. In his own words, "He is already inferior to me, why should I take him seriously?"
These words sounded really asking for a beating to Yi Zhelai, but the ancestor was obviously not the kind of vampire who would rashly provoke a vampire stronger than himself just for the sake of provocation. He had almost taken the word "forbearance" to the extreme.
Celt began to reorganize the blood clan. The blood slaves currently being raised cannot be released, but blood slaves in the future must be raised with the consent of humans themselves.
There is often great resistance in implementing compulsory measures, but the measures taken by Celt are based on himself as an example. As long as the deception is in place, special-grade blood like Lin Su will willingly allow him to absorb blood. The style of the vampires should be elevated, rather than forcing their prey like ignorant beasts.
Because of this example, the newly appointed ancestor was severely beaten by his willing blood slave. He broke three coffins in total before being released, and he almost developed a psychological trauma about coffins.
"Who am I doing this for?!" Celt said angrily, leaning against the tree.
Ian was fertilizing the flower fields. After listening silently, he said, "Well, Mr. Lin must be very sad to hear such words, so he did that."
He appeared calm on the surface, but his little head was full of doubts. How on earth did he manage to break three coffins?
"Using this method can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Those vampires may not listen to other words." Celt said.
Just like he once dared to attack the ancestor, it was impossible to expect the blood clan to truly submit from the bottom of their hearts. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he could only take shortcuts.
"What you said makes sense, but aren't you hungry?" Ian turned his head and asked.
Yi said that even a vampire would feel uncomfortable if he didn't eat blood for three days. Yi would also drink the blood of other races, but Celt only drank the blood of Mr. Lin.
Celt crossed his arms and said, "Do you think I would bow my head for food?"
Ian felt as if he was competing with himself, but when he turned back into the house a few hours later, he found Celt drinking blood from a cup. "You?"
"He put it in the freezer. It would be a waste if you don't drink it." Celt chuckled.
Ian: “…”
It turns out that they are competing with each other.
With the Celtic bloodline's pressure, the blood clan was organized relatively quickly, but there were still some frictions over the issue of vampire ownership.
Most vampires hate the existence of vampires, but a small number of vampires like to create such existence. After Cyril died, such vampires became scattered, but they still exist.
Most vampires hate vampires like lions hate hyenas. They can hunt them all, but they are simply unable to distinguish between those that are harmful to humans and those that are not.
Lin Su lowered his requirements: "As long as they don't provoke humans or create vampires at will."
The current situation between humans and vampires has lasted for hundreds of years, and it is impossible to change it overnight.
With the help of the two ancestors, it is already quite good to be able to achieve the current level.
Without the birth of new vampires, humans don't have to deal with blood clans, and it is much cheaper to deal only with vampires.
At the same time, news came from the Bird Empire: The Pope and Bishop Bart were punished by God for selling their hearts to the devil.
This is the official news. The private news is that the Knight Commander saw the Pope and Bart sucking the blood of a nun, and directly killed the two new vampires.
The truth has not been leaked yet, but the subsequent handling will be very troublesome because those bishops have begun to compete for the position of Pope.
The handwriting on the letterhead had a certain cuteness to it. Celt leaned over and said, "This handwriting feels familiar."
"This is the handwriting of Albert, the Knight Commander of the Central Holy See. Are you familiar with him?" Lin Su turned his head and asked.
The Knight Commander, whose skills were all focused on strength and bravado, leaving no room for cultural literacy, and whose handwriting was as bad as a dog's, sneezed loudly: "A-choo!!! Are you sick? No way."
Arnold sat across from him and said, "Mr. Lin should be here soon after receiving my letter. You can just contact him directly then."
"You're leaving?" Albert said in surprise as he combed his messy and slightly curly hair.
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