(a)

Nalan Xuan stared at the girl standing in front of him, her face was very ugly.

This girl is also fourteen or fifteen years old, slender and petite, and is the type that makes people want to protect. She was barefoot, wearing only a white silk dress as light as a curtain, as if a gust of wind could blow it away. Her hands, feet, and neck were covered with medical bandages, and where she was not bandaged, there were many traces of stitches, as if she had just come off the operating table.

Her long hair was as white as snow, and it hung down to her knees, supple but lacklustre. Her face can be said to be a little cute, and she is also the level of a class sweetheart in the outside world, but she has never had a trace of expression, and her skin is as white as a dead person, without blood, so that people can't tell at a glance whether she is a simulated doll or a living person.

Just as Nalan Twilight had been looking at her, she also looked at Nalan Twilight. The pair of red pupils that showed her lineage were half-open, and they always stared at Nalan Twilight. Her eyes were empty and unfocused, like a pool of stagnant water, and it was impossible to read her thoughts, or maybe she had no "thoughts" or "emotions" at all.

On her body, Nalan Twilight smelled a smell that was both familiar and unfamiliar. Familiar because he recognizes the smell, and unfamiliar because he generally ignores it—it's his own taste.

After a moment of silence, he spoke:

"What's your name?"

Rei Shan Sen), you can call me Lei, Mr. Naran. ”

The girl's voice, like her facial expression, was calm and quiet, without a trace of fluctuation. For a moment, Nalan thought of Siri, the first impression this girl brought him, in a word, it was "artificial intelligence".

"Can you introduce yourself a little bit?" asked Nalan Twilight again.

"Yes. The girl nodded mechanically, "I am an artificial vampire born from the fragments of seven human remains, fused with your blood. I am her eyes, her ears, her hands, her feet, my sword, and I carry out her will until I perish. ”

Although the tone was very flat, the content was so shocking that Nalan Hao's hairs stood up. From the girl's dull eyes, he seemed to see a bottomless whirlpool—a cold, absolutely rational madness.

She is so much like her creator.

Nalan turned his head to glance at Yonglin, who gave him a charming smile. He swallowed and said:

"Yonglin, give me a piece of paper and a pen. ”

"What do you want pen and paper for?"

"Don't ask that, just give it to me. ”

Although she was very puzzled, Yonglin still asked her new servant, Lei Shan, to go out and bring him a pair of pen and paper. I saw Nalan Twilight spread the standard A4 printer paper on the small table in front of him, pulled out the cap of the gel pen, and wrote on it:

"I, Nalan Twilight, have not participated in all the experiments related to artificial vampires that have occurred in the Eternal Pavilion, and I don't agree with the various opinions of Yayi Yonglin at all. I am willing to cooperate with all kinds of investigations related to this, but I do not accept any responsibility for the series of problems caused by the artificial vampire project and its products. ”

After he finished writing, he didn't finish it, but he made a small cut on his thumb with the nail of his index finger, pressed a bloody handprint on the blank space of the paper, and handed the pen and paper to Bayi Yonglin, and said:

"Sign it down there. ”

Yonglin glared at him with a rather disdainful, retarded look, then hastily signed with a pen, then put on the cap of the pen and threw the paper back on the table. Nalan Yu carefully folded it and put it in his pocket, and then said:

"In the future, if things become uncontrollable...... Of course, you and I both know that once you start, it's impossible to control this thing. Anyway, if someone knocks on my door and asks me to carry the cauldron for you, I'll show this piece of paper: 'I'm sorry, but it's my business!'"

"Now," he continued, "can you tell me the answer to the question? Why did the fire of Yanhua inherit my daily ability? ”

"Ah, that's the question. ”

As soon as it came to academic issues, Yonglin immediately returned to her usual gentle but elusive attitude. She picked up the glasses on the table, put them back on slowly, and deliberately fished for Nalan Twilight's appetite for a while before she spoke:

"Actually, when I was studying your blood, I found quite a few 'very interesting' things. Do you think I've called Rayson here purely to show you off the results of her research? In fact, she's the answer, or at least, part of the answer. ”

"Stop bragging," Nalan shook his finger at her, "Dry goods, please!"

"Yes, but I need your cooperation. "Until further research, everything I put forward is just a 'hypothesis'. But I can only make these hypotheses, because I am stuck in a hardware dilemma - there is not enough material for experiments. ”

Hearing her say this, Nalan Hui simply rolled up her sleeves, clenched her fists, and spread her arms on the table, and the veins and veins on her arms appeared very clearly on the white skin, showing in front of Yonglin's eyes.

"Say," Nalan said rather boldly, "this time, how much blood do you want." ”

"No, no, no," Yonglin waved his hand, "You're mistaken, I don't want your blood." ”

"I want 'everyone's blood'. ”

"What do you mean?"

"Bring Sister Scarlett here, and we'll get back on the subject...... By the way, this little girl named Yanhua, you stay. ”

(b)

A few hours later, Nalan Twilight led Remilia Scarlett and Flandrew Scarlett to a metal chamber beneath the Eternal Pavilion.

The walls and floor of this small room are made of silver-white metal, and there is a sealed hatch at the front and back, and the white light is dazzling on the top, and the whole room is full of technology, like the isolation cabins that will appear in spaceships in science fiction movies.

In front of them, Yayi Yonglin, who was dressed in a white coat and smiled, and Yanhua, who was pale and a little unsteady on his feet, had been waiting for a long time. Emperor Inaba and Lei Shan stood behind them, their heads bowed, respectfully.

"I've really wronged you, Yanhua. ”

Yan Hua's state was obviously excessive blood loss, Nalan glanced at her and said sympathetically.

"I don't know yet," Remilia glanced around a few times, and said with some interest, "There is a secret base under this Eternal Pavilion. ”

"There's so much you don't know. ”

Yonglin said, raised his hand and snapped his fingers:

"Open the door. ”

Emperor Inhata nodded in agreement, turned around and clicked on the combination lock of the hatch behind her. With a "hiss" and the sound of the valve deflating, a dark room was revealed in front of everyone.

Yonglin stepped over the threshold and took a few steps inside, only to find that the vampires hadn't followed. She stopped, turned around, and said with a smile on her face:

"Why are you still stunned? Come in! We still have a lot of things to do!"