Chapter 110 Give Me a Drop of Blood 13 Second Update
110 Give Me a Drop of Blood 13
Ten minutes ago, Hunter Bureau, third underground floor.
A hole was blown in the ceiling, and fallen cement blocks piled up on the ground, and smoke and dust filled the air.
Two figures came in through this hole.
"Cough, cough, cough! Uncle, your bomb is too powerful!" After the young man landed on the ground, he put the back of his hand against his nose, choked twice, and ran forward, shouting, "Wine!"
Zhao Lan landed behind him and glanced at his back strangely.
The young man named "Yaoyao" - actually he called himself "Yaoyaoyao", but Zhao Lan thought it was too weird and decided to remove the word "Yao" - claimed to be Lu Jiu's friend and knew what happened between them.
Although he had doubts and always felt that something was wrong, Zhao Lan really didn't have the patience to wait any longer.
He has been waiting for a whole year. Now, even if it means death, he must know the truth.
He turned and ran down the other side of the corridor.
They passed quickly, one on the left and one on the right.
Every door in the corridor on the left was closed. Zhao Lan pushed them all, but couldn't open them.
He noticed Yaoyao standing at the door of Room 10 in the middle of the right corridor, and immediately ran over and looked into the room - the Nameless Prince was still lying alone on the operating table, and there was no other figure. However, there was an empty syringe lying on the ground near the door, and a pool of blood on the ground.
Yaoyao stared at the face of the nameless prince and murmured, "It's really different..."
Zhao Lan squatted down, picked up the empty syringe and observed it carefully, and found some slightly transparent red liquid remaining in the wall of the tube, which looked like a mixture of blood and something.
In an instant, something flashed through my mind.
He tensed up his nerves, raised his head and asked, "Didn't you see Lu Jiu?"
"……No!"
The two of them then left here and ran forward.
Most of the doors in the corridor on the right were also closed. However, when they ran to the door of Room 13, they found a gap in the door and an eye was staring at them from the ground behind the door.
Yaoyao was so scared that she screamed, and Zhao Lan kicked the door open!
——There was a shriveled corpse on the ground, wearing a black hunter uniform, with a metal badge on the left chest, with the words "Captain Zhang Kai of Team 02" printed on it!
The corpse was pushed half a meter inward by the door that was kicked open, and when Yaoyao saw more scenes inside the door, he gasped, Zhao Lan's pupils contracted, and his whole body froze.
...a lot of people.
...A lot of dead people were hanged.
The bodies were all naked.
Their necks were pierced with sharp silver hooks and hung on racks in rows like rows of clothes.
Some corpses were covered in bruises, while some were frozen in death at the moment their mouths were opened hideously, with their fangs faintly visible.
"Are these all vampires?!" Yaoyao's face changed.
"No, that's not right." Zhao Lan said in a low voice.
He had been a hunter for five years, and had been dealing with blood clans almost every day during those five years. His experience and intuition told him that these people... were not vampires.
At least, not a complete vampire.
Zhao Lan pulled out a knife from his waist and walked inside cautiously, with many confused thoughts running through his mind.
There was a dangerous smell in the air, something was hiding in the corner of the pile of corpses.
But there was something more dangerous hidden in his mind. It was a vague thought, a thought pointing to the truth. It was dancing in front of him through a thin layer of paper, making him shudder.
"Uncle... haven't you been in these rooms before?" Yaoyao followed him and asked in a low voice.
Zhao Lan shook his head quickly.
The only person he knew about the negative third floor was the nameless prince. After coming here on the day of his official promotion, he had never been called to this floor again.
He had always thought that those closed-door rooms were either empty or contained only documents that only the director and deputy director could access.
Unexpectedly, the truth turned out to be these things.
Yaoyao: "Why does the Hunter Bureau want to collect these corpses..."
despair.
There was a sound of dripping water.
Yaoyao and Zhao Lan stopped walking and talking at the same time, and pricked up their ears with extreme vigilance.
despair.
despair.
…Gudong.
Yaoyao's breathing became rapid.
…Someone is swallowing.
...There's a vampire here...?
Zhao Lan pushed his arm back, signaling him not to follow him, then took a light step forward, his tiger eyes scanning the rows of "meat racks" like a laser.
One step, two steps.
Three steps...
He stopped suddenly and stared at the middle between the two rows of meat racks.
Yaoyao was very nervous. After waiting for two or three seconds without any response from him, she asked in a low voice, "What is it?"
All of Zhao Lan's muscles seemed to be engorged with blood, and his face was turning purple and red at a speed visible to the naked eye. Shock and anger accumulated in his pupils, causing his entire body to tremble.
"You--" he squeezed out a sound from between his teeth, "What are you doing?!!!"
The next second, something flew out from the middle of the meat rack—
Yaoyao’s eyes blurred and when she came to her senses, the thing had already flown in front of Zhao Lan!
——It was actually a middle-aged man, no, it was a vampire, no, it was a monster!!
The fangs grew below his chin, his chin, neck and chest were covered in blood, and there was no rationality in his eyes!
Zhao Lan roared and attacked the monster. Yaoyao was frightened and stood still for two or three seconds before he came to his senses!
Got to help!
But he had no weapons, and his body was weak from the hangover. If he rushed in rashly, he would only hinder them, right? !
What should I do? !
Yaoyao was startled and immediately ran to the middle of the rows of meat racks.
Find something handy, a stick or something!
As he moved among the corpses, his hair immediately stood up.
He didn't even dare to look closely at the faces of the corpses. He just felt as if he was being stared at by a pair of eyes.
When he reached the end of a row of meat racks, he let out a scream in fright.
At the end, there were some living people lying in a mess - monsters like the middle-aged man that Zhao Lan was dealing with!
They were all wearing the black uniforms of high-level hunters from the Hunter Bureau, but their fangs all grew under their chins!
They squirmed weakly, waving their arms, with dried blood all over their chins!
——All these hunters turned into vampires? !
Hunter Bureau, doing informal conversion in private? !
Yaoyao's mind was in a mess, with all kinds of thoughts colliding with each other at the same time.
Before these people could get up from the ground and attack him, he quickly turned around and ran between two other rows of meat racks.
This time he forced himself to scan the people on the meat rack, and unexpectedly discovered that there was a corresponding label on the top of the silver hook of each corpse, and the information marked on those labels was...
Yaoyao's pace slowed down.
He gradually stopped and stared at one of the corpses.
The corpse also looked down at him with lifeless eyes.
The label reads:
Name: Liu Shan
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Occupation: Student
Unit: A City University (Finance Department, Freshman)
Situation: Inferior transformation failed, reverse transformation failed.
Blood status: Not coagulated after death, edible.
The boy, who was Lu Jiu's roommate a few days ago, had his feet ten centimeters off the ground. There were bite marks on his neck, chest, and abdomen. The blood in the blood hole seemed to have just stopped flowing out and was still moist.
Yaoyao's brain seemed to be blown up by something, and everything went blank.
He heard Zhao Lan's angry roar.
"You beasts, I will kill you, I will kill you!!"
That uncle seemed to have understood something.
And Yaoyao, after standing there for a full minute, continued to run forward staggeringly and dispiritedly. When he reached the end, he turned into the middle of a new meat rack again.
He scanned the labels quickly, his face becoming paler and paler.
Some crushed blood bags began to appear on the ground. The blood spilled on the ground and had already dried up and turned black. The shrunken plastic bags were stuck to the ground.
——This place is not only a warehouse for corpses, but also a warehouse for blood bags.
This is simply... This is simply...
Yaoyao stopped in the middle of the last row of meat racks, gasping heavily, staring at the body of a girl.
Name: Zhao Yue
Gender: Female
Age: 25
Occupation: Freelance (Photographer)
Unit: None
Situation: Abnormal transformation failed, died on the spot (top secret file No. 032 of East District Incident on x month x day of xxxx year, experiment failed)
Blood status: Not coagulated after death, edible.
...This place is simply the underground dining hall for those hunters who secretly conducted abnormal transformation experiments! !
Moreover, it is clear that all the people on these shelves are those who died from failed inferior or abnormal transformations in the city over the years!
These people should have all been put through the "safety clearance procedure" and cremated, but the Hunter Bureau hid them all in this place.
Zhao Lan's sister was also taken away in the name of "safety clearance" at the beginning, right? !
Zhao Lan brought her body back personally, but he was unable to take care of her aftermath. He unsuspectingly handed her over to his colleagues at the time, but this was the outcome...
These people were hung up like pigs and cattle, and their blood was continuously exploited.
Among these, how many deaths were truly accidents, and how many were caused by malicious intent from the Hunter Bureau?
Zhao Lan was roaring.
"No wonder the empty syringes found at the accident scene were all lost. It was you who did it. It was all you who did it! You actually used the prince's blood to conduct this kind of experiment. Yu Feng, you deserve to die! You deserve to die!"
He beat the monster until its face was covered in blood, and the monster dodged and roared desperately.
Yaoyao trembled and recalled the empty syringe on the floor of Room 10.
…It turned out that the same syringe had appeared at the scene of the tragic accident a year ago.
All of this is a tragedy caused by human beings.
——
Suddenly, a tiger-like roar exploded from the ground. When Yaoyao came to his senses, Zhao Lan had been knocked to the ground by the sudden explosion of the monster!
The monster opened its mouth wide and bit Zhao Lan's neck like a trap. Zhao Lan blocked the monster's neck with his arms, and his veins bulged.
No, uncle is a human being after all, he will be killed if he goes on!
We have to find a way to help him!
Yaoyao anxiously searched everywhere for something useful, but couldn't find anything. When his eyes swept over the blood bags scattered under the meat rack, a bold idea suddenly flashed through his mind.
…is it feasible?
...Forget it, let’s try it first, there is no other way!
He gritted his teeth, stepped forward to collect all the blood bags, picked them up like a small mountain, and ran out staggeringly: "Uncle, hold on, I'll come to rescue you soon, you must hold on!!"
He passed Zhao Lan and the monster like the wind, ran out of the room, and returned to Room 10!
After throwing all the blood bags onto the operating table, he lifted the blanket covering the Nameless Prince, grasped the cross, and took a deep breath.
Pull it out with force!
The sharp end of the cross was stained with blood, and drops of blood splashed through the air!
Yaoyao quickly glanced at Prince Wuming's face. Her long eyelashes trembled, but her eyes did not open.
Yaoyao immediately grabbed two or three bags of blood, tore a corner of each, and sprinkled all the blood on the prince's chest!
The cold blood flowed on the pale skin, and the scarlet blood painted into gorgeous patterns on the white background.
They seeped into the pores of the body, into the blood holes... The body of the Nameless Prince remained stiff and motionless.
Yaoyao moved quickly, opening one bag after another, pouring it out! Opening it, pouring it out!
He kept doing this mechanical action. When his hands became stiff and he couldn't tear the blood bag apart, he bit it with his teeth! When he started to tremble and couldn't hold the blood bag, he squeezed it with his hands together!
Soon, thirty or forty bags were finished!
How much blood is left?
Yaoyao was almost dizzy.
There must be enough blood for three people, right? Is it enough? Or is it not enough? Or does it really have to be the blood of a prince-level vampire? Ordinary human blood, no matter how much it is, will not work? !
But "the prince must be fed with his own blood" was what Wang Yi said. The truth is clear. Wang Yi just wanted to incite Jiujiu to kill him. So who knows whether what Wang Yi said was true or false?
At least there is not a single bit of information about this on the Internet, and Zhao Lan, as the former captain of the Hunter Bureau, obviously doesn't know about this!
What Wang Yi said might be a lie!
According to information on the Internet, if there are no vampires to supply blood, doubling the amount of human blood can also wake up a sleeping vampire!
Yaoyao was unwilling to give up and grabbed five more bags of blood!
He lowered his head and bit open the bags with his teeth, and the blood that accidentally spurted out splashed all over his face. He lifted the five bags of liquid and poured them over the body of the nameless prince - and then met a pair of open and deep eyes.
"ah!"
He was so scared that he pulled his hand back, and all the blood bags fell to the ground.
...The Nameless Prince looked at him silently, and his chest began to rise and fall slowly.
After a second, the prince blinked and rolled his eyes to look at the light mounted on the operating table, bent down towards him.
Bang!
Crackling!
All the glass on the lamp shattered and fell to the ground with a loud noise.
In the blink of an eye, the vampire was on the ground with both feet, and the white quilt was pulled off and draped over his body.
Yaoyao heard a cold voice that seemed to come from the bottom of the abyss.
"Where is this place?"
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Zhao Lan was pinned to the ground and couldn't get up no matter how hard he tried.
When the monster with the blood of the vampires in its body burst out with power, even he who was famous in the bureau for his strength and bravery seemed unable to resist.
Zhao Lan was extremely angry and unwilling to accept this. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets, and the veins on his arms, which were holding the monster, were bulging.
There was a crackling sound in his throat, which meant his neck was being strangled. At this moment, he couldn't even breathe smoothly. In a few seconds, he would faint and die.
But he still wanted to avenge Zhao Yue, and he couldn't die before killing all these beasts...
“Uncle!!”
The young man's anxious shout was heard.
Suddenly, I felt lighter.
Zhao Lan focused his pupils and saw the monster suddenly fly into the air, its body being shattered in an instant and exploding into a bloody mist!
The mist of blood and minced meat all over his body and face was like a cruel rain.
He stared at her motionless, being drenched by the rain, and his pupils seemed to reflect the way his young and beautiful sister once smiled.
A pair of feet appeared beside his face.
He heard a strange voice, cold and not like that of a living person.
"Those...'things' over there, are they also in the same group as this dead guy?"
Yaoyao looked at the hunters who had turned into monsters and were piled together at the end of the meat rack: "Yes... they are using you for experiments..."
Zhao Lan struggled to prop himself up from the ground, raised his head, and met the eyes of the awakened nameless prince who was looking down at him.
Zhao Lan clenched his fists: "... just now... thank you. But I can't give all those people to you."
The Nameless Prince raised his lips.
"Then come and rob it, as long as you can."
Zhao Lan found the knife again, clenched it tightly, and climbed up from the ground covered in blood.
Together with the nameless prince, he looked towards the monsters at the end.
…
…
The sound of footsteps appeared in the dark corridor on the third underground floor.
Bang.
Bang.
Bang.
The doors of the rooms along the way were pushed open by invisible forces with loud noises.
The interior furnishings of all rooms are exposed to the air.
Yaoyao, Zhao Lan, and the nameless prince were about to finish their fight when they heard the strange noise coming from outside. They all stopped and looked outside the door.
A tall figure flashed past in the corridor.
"It's Cen Lanyan!" Yaoyao shouted in a low voice, turned around and ran out.
He ran to the door and saw the man stopped at the end of the corridor.
The ceiling there had also fallen down, and cement blocks were piled in the corners.
The man was standing in front of the pile of cement blocks with his back to him.
"Why is he here too?"
Hearing this, Yaoyao turned his head and saw Prince Wuming standing beside him, looking at Cen Lanyan's back with a little surprise.
"You know him?"
“Hundreds of years ago, it was him and Lu Jiu who buried me and my wife.”
Yaoyao was stunned.
Before he could ask more questions, the noise coming from Cen Lanyan attracted his attention.
...A faint sound came from under the cement blocks, as if someone was buried there.
Cen Lanyan didn't move at all, and the stones flew out.
The person underneath was exposed, and it turned out to be the dying Lu Jiu!
“Jiujiu!!” Yaoyao – that is, 111 – ran over and yelled, “Jiujiu, why are you here? Don’t move, don’t move!”
"You are... 111?" Lu Jiu in the pile of rocks looked at him in surprise, then looked at the man standing in front of him and called softly, "Cen Lanyan, can you help me up? I, I don't have the strength now... Ugh!"
He suddenly opened his eyes wide, his eyes were bloodshot.
He was lifted up by an invisible force, and his hands were grasped around his neck - his neck was strangled!
111 was stunned and turned his head abruptly to look at Cen Lanyan.
"I've said it a long time ago, don't play this kind of trick again."
The man opened his lips and spoke slowly.
Lu Jiu struggled frantically.
"Why are you still so stupid?"
“Aaaaaa——”
With a shrill scream, the skin on "Lu Jiu"'s face was torn off alive and fell to the ground with a plop!
111 was frightened.
The person who was fine a second ago is now a bloody mess with a distorted voice.
He struggled frantically, and a short peach wood sword fell out from his clothes.
"Don't kill me, no, it was the Quick-Pass Bureau that made me do it. They forced me to kill you, not me, not me!" "Lu Jiu" begged in a sad voice.
111 was greatly shocked.
This is clearly Wang Yi. He transformed himself into Jiujiu?! How did he do it? Did he use the "New Look" in the Collector's Treasure Box?! How much convenience did the quick-travel game give him?
A string of black characters emerged from the flesh on Wang Yi's face. This time, even though 111 couldn't see it with his eyes, he could feel a force entangled with the string of characters.
Wang Yi cried out, "Don't smash it, please, this is my last string of free characters, don't destroy it! Even if you use this string of characters, you can't reach where Lu Jiu is now! He is now in the core floor of the Fast Travel Bureau, I can feel it! You can't get in there, it's the most solid place in the entire Fast Travel Bureau!"
"——add my code and you can go."
Cen Lanyan paused and turned around.
111 stood up and clenched his fists.
"There is a pass code to the core floor in my soul. I managed to get it when I went back to the fast-forward game," 111 curled the corner of his lip, "Before they cleansed my mind, I hid this code deep in my original source code. At that time, I thought that maybe one day I would need it, but I forgot about it later..."
111 Look directly into Cen Lanyan’s eyes.
"Let's go find some wine together."
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