After Christina and the other team left the cave, Bruce opened his mouth at the little bat that was hanging on the wall.
He could see two long, sharp fangs protruding from his mouth.
Then, a stream of crimson magic power spurted out of his mouth and disappeared into the little bat's body.
The little bat immediately expanded into the size of an adult pig. Then, it split into a hundred little bats that flew randomly in the cave, chirping and flapping their wings. It was quite noisy.
Bruce slightly frowned. Even vampires couldn't tolerate such noises.
But a moment later, the bats gathered again and turned into a black-haired, green-eyed boy who landed on the ground.
Edmund, who had turned into a child, fell on one of his knees and almost cried. "Thank you for your help, Lord Bruce."
"Yes." Bruce nodded and coughed, before he continued, "I know that you're grateful, but it's not good that you're not cooperative. It's not good that you're not cooperative. The vampires of the Bruce family should be friendly and cooperative, and we should advance and retreat together. That's the prerequisite for a family to flourish. I can see that you don't like Christina, mainly because you don't want her to steal my affection. "
Edmund shook his head hard. "Lord Bruce, I won't think that way anymore."
"Very good." Bruce nodded in great comfort. "You're all my children. I treat everybody equally. Don't worry too much. You're not half as strong as before. Take a rest for a few days. If you need virgin blood, ask Colmon for it. Treat your wounds as soon as possible. Our family still needs you. "
Edmund's cold vampire body actually shed hot tears. "Yes, Lord Bruce."
After Edmund, who had turned into a child, left, Bruce heaved a long sigh. "I'm a little tired."
He closed his eyes and rested. Soon, a young male vampire appeared next to him.
Unlike the other Blood Breeds, this male Blood Breeds had a different gloomy temperament. Although his skin was also very pale, he had a sense of sunshine, a sense of liveliness and agility that emanated from his soul.
He walked to Bruce and, without bowing, handed over a manuscript that was made of precious paper and said, "Lord Bruce, here are some of my ideas. I hope they can be of help to you."
"Three-year implementation, five-year plan?"
Looking at the title on the cover of the manuscript, Bruce flipped the page and read it slowly.
The male vampire explained seriously, "According to my observation in the clan for a month, I discovered that there are many problems within the clan. First is the flaw in the system. This has to be solved slowly. The first problem now is to solve the food production, and then the food quality. "
Hearing that, Bruce's eyes lit up. "What do you think?"
"I've noticed that many of our clansmen tend to get carried away when they're sucking blood. If they're not careful, they'll suck the girls dry. I've observed it more than a hundred times and discovered that it's the instinct to overeat due to constant hunger. If we can provide a stable and regular environment for eating and drinking, I believe that our brothers and sisters of the Blood Breed will have a more peaceful state of mind, and our survival rate will greatly increase. "
Bruce asked curiously, "Then how do you provide a stable source of food?"
"It's very simple. Improve the living environment of the virgins, give them more space to move around, and promote the virgins who are more inclined to us and have a certain level of leadership to manage them, reducing their fear of us."
"What's the benefit of that?"
"A happy life will improve the quality of their blood, and their ability to produce blood will be improved." The young vampire smiled and said, "More importantly … it's the first step to raise them into dependents."
Bruce asked in confusion, "What's the point of turning food into dependents?"
"Don't underestimate the power of human women." The young Blood Clansman smiled ambiguously. "As long as we raise some human girls from a young age and indoctrinate them with the concept that they are one with the Blood Clan, they will be our best protection and also our strongest spear and shield."
Bruce's eyes lit up. "What you said is quite interesting. You must be a big shot among the Golden Sons, right? "
"No, I'm just a regular postgraduate student …" The young vampire smiled and said, "In other words, I'm a scholar."
"A scholar?" Bruce was surprised. "That's impressive! What kind of knowledge are you good at? "
"The study of social relations!"
"What's that?"
"It's the study of the relationships, influences, and ways that the strong and the weak get along with each other."
Bruce nodded slowly. "That's why you came to the vampires and willingly became one of us from a Golden Son, just to study how we get along with human beings? To provide data for your own research? "
"That's only part of the reason." The young vampire smiled and said, "The other reason is that vampires have great potential. I have a dream of becoming an expert, too."
Bruce nodded. "Child, I think you're qualified to call me father."
"Sorry, I refuse." The young vampire immediately waved his hand and said, "My parents are still alive."
Bruce heaved a sigh. "What a shame."
… …
… …
Yelia and Roland appeared on the top of a hill.
Pointing at the depths of the hill, he said, "That's the nest of the two vampires. I'll enter from the front. There's an exit at the back of the hill. It's right here. "
Yelia put the map before Roland.
"Later, you'll attack from the back with me. We can't let the two vampires get away."
There was fury in Yelia's eyes. "How dare they do whatever they want in my territory? They must be tired of living."
Roland chuckled. "Okay, let's stick to this plan."
Yelia was a responsible man. Generally speaking, a frontal attack would be met with more resistance, and a retreat would be less dangerous.
"Remember, if you encounter the two vampires, don't hesitate and try your best. They're good at mental spells. I'm afraid that you'll fall for illusions."
"Got it!" Roland nodded.
Then, they separated. Roland came to the back of the hill according to the map. He searched for a while and found a cave that was covered by weeds and blocked by an iron gate.
Pushing the weeds aside, Roland pushed the gate, only to find that it was tightly shut. He examined it again, only to find a gap about a finger's width below the gate.
Roland dropped the little magic spider, and in the blink of an eye, the spider crawled into the iron gate through the gap below.
Then, a picture was transmitted to his head.
Then, Roland pressed the Hand of Magic into a flat shape and crawled into the gap, before it turned into a regular hand again.
Then, the bolt of the Hand of Magic was unlocked. Roland pushed the gate hard, and the gate was opened.
A weird smell of urine spread out from inside.
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