On the human camp's side, Chen Taiyuan was leading the students to cultivate.

A little idle, a little distracted. Since the relationship between him and Yin Hongcha has been half-stiff, he has always been a little congested.

Maybe deep down in my heart, I have regarded Yin Hongcha as a friend, but I am limited by the division of camps, and what I do is a little bit less of a friend.

"Actually, I don't blame you, you're not the head of the human camp. Liang Xue said indifferently. Recently, she didn't go back to the capital base city, but accompanied Chen Taiyuan on Lei Ze's side. For a long time, I have gathered less and left more, and it is rare to have such a free time. "Don't worry about those troubles, it's rare to be quiet these days. By the way, Sister Qing said that she was doing research to see if she could break the reproductive isolation between me and you, that ...... Maybe I can get a doll. ”

The man was slightly stunned. As an extreme warrior, it is difficult to produce offspring between Liang Xue and him, which is something that has long been known. But with the advancement of science and technology, and the creator of the Ultramarine, the Mother of Darkness, Wu Xinying, is also in this camp, many technologies will also develop with the times. What's more, Yuan Qing's major is genetics.

It's just that Chen Taiyuan never thought that Liang Xue, who has always been the eldest sister, would think of this problem first. Of course, he himself had secretly thought about it, but in order to avoid irritating her and not making her sad, he never took the initiative to mention it.

Including the heavy responsibility of having children in the future, Chen Taiyuan is ready to hand over to Jian Wu, and there is also Xingsha.

Now that Yuan Qing is doing this, Chen Taiyuan doesn't dare to say how big the success rate is, so he doesn't dare to appear too happy, so as not to make Liang Xue lose if it doesn't happen afterwards.

"Is it? The world is in chaos, and she's still in the mood to do this. Chen Taiyuan pretended to be indifferent, "Actually, I don't think it matters, it's good to have no children, and a child must still be panicking." ”

"Come on, I don't know your mind yet. Jian Wu, a cultivator, really doesn't want children, as for Xingsha, the ghost knows what she is thinking, and it's hard to say what she will look like after recovering her memory in the future. Don't you really want it? Then I don't care. ”

Chen Taiyuan smiled stupidly and diverted the topic: "Actually, if Sister Qing really has the ability, she can only be admired if she can break the 'reproductive isolation' between the two of you, hum." ”

Liang Xue was stunned for a moment, then bit her lip and pounced, smashing her fist on his waist. "Dare to make fun of me I don't want to live anymore! Bastard, there are still students peeking over there!"

Anyway, those students can't hear it, hey.

Liang Xue glanced at him angrily, and suddenly said, "By the way, do you still eat our vinegar?" Now we are more restrained, really." ”

Chen Taiyuan shook his head: "What kind of vinegar do you eat, can the two hens still lay eggs?...... I was wrong, don't pinch, slip of the tongue ......"

Liang Xue withdrew her hand and sighed faintly: "By the way, what do you think about her?"

"What's the matter?"

"Isn't it stupid, looking for a fight?" Liang Xue glanced at him again, "Anyway, I don't have any opinion-our family has made a fuss like this, one more, no more, no less." Moreover, Sword Dance seems to have acquiesced. ”

Ahem...... The question is too straightforward. "Didn't you say that when Xingsha regains her memory, let's study it together. ”

"Do you really think you're voting? Even if Xingsha votes against it, then she doesn't have a vote advantage. Liang Xue shook her head, "Actually, the main reason is that age waits for no one, but Sister Qing is the oldest, and she drags it out year after year, see how long it can be delayed." ”

"You're getting better at talking to her, and you're definitely being bought by her. ”

"Fuck off, it's just right that you're not happy, I'm too lazy to put on an extra green hat for myself!" Liang Xue stood up angrily. However, it is still relatively rare for women to say that they are cuckolded, and it sounds slightly awkward.

Just when Chen Taiyuan wanted to catch up and compensate, a phone call helped him solve the embarrassment. The 99th Bureau called and reported an important matter to Liang Xue, and it was very confidential.

Hanging up the phone, Liang Xue sighed: "It seems that this quiet little day has come to an end...... By the way, I don't think it's better to choose a day than to hit the day, and tonight I'll settle Yuan Qing's matter, and I'll have to go our separate ways when I turn around, I don't know when I'll be able to get together again. Cut through the mess quickly, so as not to dwell on this matter all day long. ”

Chen Taiyuan could already imagine that in a closed and ambiguous room, Yuan Qing rubbed her little hands and drooled, excitedly shouting, "Little Yuanyuan is coming to my sister's bowl", followed by the clamor of Cam Ang's nose, and then muffled syllables such as Ah Oh and Ang Uh-hum erupted from his throat and nostrils, filling the entire room...... I go, I can't stand it.

……

In the evening of the Mediterranean, about 200 kilometers away from the cliff where the ancestor disappeared, a seaside that has not been cared for for many years. This was originally a not very prosperous tourist destination, but since the dark species are raging and the zombies are crazy to infect, no one cares about it here.

The afterglow of the setting sun casts down and reflects the sparkling waves of the calm sea.

In the distance, groups of zombies roamed aimlessly. Some of the zombies had followed the scent to get here, but they were easily killed by a group of men in black who were waiting on the shore.

Almost all of these people in black are vampires above the Han level, and it is simply self-defeating for zombies to provoke them. Of course, these people are the members of the (pseudo)New Humanity organization led by Dracula.

The Transformation Legion alone reached fifteen people, plus fifty or sixty warrior groups using firearms, and the combined lineup was strong enough. Since it was determined that the energy of the ancestor had all disappeared, everyone had a lot more courage when they hunted the ancestor.

Among the fifty or sixty people, more than 20 were the elite of the War Department, and the remaining 30 or so were from the internal security forces of the Administration Department. As Caitlin's authority increased, the number of internal guard troops also expanded, accommodating more elites, and there was even no shortage of Qin-level warriors who naturally emerged.

This time, Dracula "drove the expedition", and although Caitlyn stayed at the headquarters, she sent the elite troops to escort her. Such an understanding deputy, which president doesn't like it.

They came to the beach, next to the small speedboat that was found.

Dracula felt more familiar the more he looked at it, and he watched the Ancestor be picked up and run wildly on the damned sea in a speedboat. Although I didn't look closely at the time, the more I thought about it, the more I realized that it was this ship.

At this time, Caitlyn called again-

"A hair was found on the ship yesterday, and now the test results have come out, and it is exactly the same as the DNA of the ancestor!"

Sure!

I think that Yuan Shiqing once asked for a drop of the ancestor's blood to study the physiological mysteries of the blood clan. Although it was the data that Yuan Shiqing mastered, it was still subordinate to the Technology Department at that time, so a copy was also retained in the Technology Department, which of course would be protected as the most core secret.

Now that the hair and the DNA of that drop of blood are exactly the same, do you need to say more?

"Search, give me a thorough investigation!" Dracula became even more excited, "Use this as the center point to spread out and search, at least a radius of thirty kilometers in diameter!"

That's a lot of work. But don't be afraid, they will mobilize a team of at least a thousand people from outside to carry out a carpet investigation.

The sea breeze is blowing, and Dracula walks on the beach with a large umbrella. It's been a long time since no one cleaned up these seas, so it's full of garbage swept by the waves, and it's filthy to death. The garbage created by humans cannot be decomposed in a hundred years if it is only decomposed by nature.

The sun overhead isn't actually poisonous, but the Bloods hate it. Perhaps the evolution speed during the Great Jump is too fast, so while the combat power of the Blood Clan is rapidly improving, various weaknesses are also accelerating. For example, the fear of sunlight has increased many times compared to that year.

In the past, let alone a Qin-level powerhouse like Dracula, even a Tang-level vampire could walk in this mild sunlight for half an hour. It will be uncomfortable, but there will be no health problems.

But now, even a strong man like Dracula is a little uncomfortable. When sunlight hits the skin, it creates a certain burning sensation. As long as it lasts for ten minutes, Dracula's skin will experience sunburn-like symptoms. For more than 20 minutes, or 10 minutes in direct sunlight, severe burns can occur. Also, the eye can suffer irreversible damage.

As for ordinary low-level bloods, walking in this mild sunlight for three to five minutes would also get sunburned.

So now the Bloods prefer to act at night, and this time it's because they want to capture the Ancestor, which is so important that they can't wait until it gets dark.

With the soft sand at his feet, one high and one low, Dracula has mixed feelings. Yesterday, he taught the technical department a lesson, and afterwards he was also thinking about whether he had acted a little too radically.

But there is no way, the internal and external difficulties are too big. These days, more and more humans are fleeing, like a flood that bursts its banks. I knew that the road to the East was full of hardships, but these damn foods still did not hesitate.

Therefore, if we do not solve the problem of blood food, we can only wage war on the human camp in order to seek to enslave more humans. But the human camp is too strong now, and the cultivation of the whole people has also gained eyebrows. Once the wait is too long, I am afraid that there will be a large number of cultivation masters in the human camp, and what else can the blood clan do.

Between two fires. But in the midst of this predicament, the bastards in the Tech Department are still idle, and the action of making blood substitutes is as slow as a turtle. Coupled with the lag of various other technical work, can you blame him for being so violent.

Hiding on the east side of a large mountain rock, he finally put down his umbrella and was able to sit in the shadows. And in another half an hour at most, the sun will set completely.

His feet were in the water, and a small crab burrowed into a crack in the stone in terror. Dracula sneered and lifted the stone and pinched the little crab between his fingers.

"Can you escape?!" with a gentle pinch of it, the crab powder was shattered.

At this moment, an exclamation sounded in the distance in the woods: "Report, there is a discovery!"