Chapter 203: Quotas
"You've lived in this town and witnessed the creation of this town. How much do you know about the Salvatore family in the Founders Council? Tang Bai didn't wait for Pearl to reply, and asked again.
"It depends. In this town, many people know something about the founder family. Because they're famous! It is a noble family in this town. When talking about the founder family, Pearl's tone was slightly rippling.
They were trapped in the cavern beneath the church, suffering from hunger, thirst and pain for years, and the Founders' families were almost one of the biggest culprits. It is impossible to say that there is no hatred in the heart for those founding families.
She once fell in love with Jonathan Gilbert, one of the founder's families, but after learning that she was a vampire, the other party immediately and mercilessly pushed her into the abyss of death. If possible, Pearl doesn't mind a bloody and massive revenge on the town to take back ownership of the town in one fell swoop.
"The estate of the Salvatore family, and their family's cemetery." Tang Bai blinked his eyes and put down the cutlery he was holding in his hand. While reaching out and scooping up the snow-white napkin on the table, he casually wiped the corners of his greasy lips, and said to Pearl.
"If they haven't changed anything in the last 30 years, either in the house or anything, then I think I know." Pearl nodded, "But even if there are any changes, if you want to know a definite answer, it won't be difficult." Just give me a moment to inquire. ”
"You can tell me the address you know. Thirty years have passed, and even though the members of the Council of the First Founders are almost dead, that doesn't mean there are no more people in this town who remember you, and I don't want you to be exposed before we leave, if not necessary. Tang Bai raised his glass and gestured to Pearl: "If you want to eat, you can talk to Phil." He knows where the blood is stored. ”
Pearl bowed slightly to Tang Bai in his seat to show his gratitude.
Tang Bai's previous preparations were very sufficient. Before entering, Tang Bai had instructed Gargerson and Bellatrix to go to the hospital to search for a lot of bags of human blood, as well as the blood of various magical creatures obtained from Not. There are all sorts of blood, enough for any vampire with a discerning appetite to find their favorite.
It's not new, though.
Even though those stocks weren't large, they were enough for more than twenty vampires to enjoy for a while. In addition, in this era of depression and chaos, there is also the advantage that blood replenishment is very simple and convenient.
The wounded in the field, as well as the large number of dead people, also provide an excellent hiding environment for vampires. Whether it was killed, or died of excessive blood loss, it is not difficult to find an excuse to cover it up in this day and age.
Soon, Phil entered the dining room with the rest of the vampires.
More than twenty refreshed vampires sat quietly in their seats. Although some vampires were not friendly when they looked at Tang Bai, when Tang Bai's gaze looked at them, they all turned their heads or bowed their heads to avoid Tang Bai's gaze.
Most of the vampires present had a very complicated sense of Tang Bai, who was sitting upright in the first seat. It stands to reason that Tang Bai saved them from the dark cemetery where they were tortured, and they should be grateful to Tang Bai.
But that's in terms of the human side of them.
For long-lived vampires, humanity can sometimes be a burden. Most of them are happy to have fun. They also don't like to be tied down very much. Quite a few of them are pure egoists. Because most of the people they care about have already died, and have long since turned into a cup of loess.
Tang Bai saved them, but deprived them of their freedom in disguise.
This made the vampires present suddenly complicate their perception of Tang Bai.
Tang Bai also knows this.
But he didn't say anything right away to use to twist the vampires' senses of him.
Tang Bai was very clear about his purpose. His purpose is to make these vampires do things for themselves. This kind of work may be a direct order, or it can be a solicitation and reward with benefits. To a certain extent, he can not care how these vampires feel him, or even whether they are loyal to him or not. As long as they can do what he asks them to do.
Of course, if he wants these people to do things for him without acting against the law, Tang Bai needs to have enough chips that can attract them. It's easy to get to that point as long as you get to the core.
One of the greatest wishes of most vampires is to be able to walk in the sun like a human and bask in the sun again like a human.
And one of the best hopes of werewolves is that they can avoid the pain of their transformation and maintain their sanity while transforming.
For Tang Bai, these can be done.
Even Tang Bai can let them get more.
"What do you want to do! Where is this? ”
The silence was abruptly broken by a familiar, angry scream. Many of the vampires in the seats raised their eyes to look at the source of the sound.
A burly man, escorted by Phil, was pushed into the dining room with his hands tied and shackled.
"Frederick?"
"Oh my God! That's impossible! ”
"What the hell is going on?"
……
Seeing the person whose face was being pulled by Phil's hair, the eyes of the many vampires present widened in unison. They looked in disbelief at the man who was supposed to die.
"How did you do that?" Pearl also had a look of surprise on her face. She saw Tang Bai pierce Frederick's heart with a wooden staff, and Frederick was indeed dead. But the current scene seems to be challenging their cognition.
"As you can see, I resurrected him." Tang Bai looked at Frederick, who looked confused and frightened, and waved his hand to Phil, who saw Tang Bai's gesture, and Phil understood and escorted Frederick down.
Although the offspring of the clover still has the resurrection effect of the mother plant, the effect is obviously different. Their magic is too shallow. Even being able to bring the dead back to life will cost the resurrected a considerable price. And the complete loss of one's own memories and emotions is one of them. It's just that Tang Bai doesn't need to say it at the moment.
"Can you resurrect a vampire?"
Including Pearl, all the vampires who heard Tang Bai's words had their hearts paused suddenly.
Vampires live forever, but they are not immortal.
There are things in this world that restrain them, make them fear and avoid.
Verbena, stakes, sunlight, any of these can render a vampire's powerful regeneration useless and send them to another world.
"Of course. Do any of you need a place in the resurrection? Tang Bai raised his wine glass and gestured, and the plain words fell on the ears of those vampires, but it was like a temptation whispered by a demon in his ear.
[ps1: Yesterday's supplement,It's also the last chapter of the public.,En,I'll work hard to change it after it's put on the shelf.,How much promise I dare not say.,But at least the five thousand words of full attendance will still try to do it as much as possible.,The update time is generally at night.,The most common is before midnight......
PS2: I'm not a fast coder, and I'm not a person who writes according to the rules of the outline. I wrote a lot of the outline of this book, but now most of it is useless. There are also manuscripts, but they are all scattered and phased. I'm the kind of person who writes a plot and dialogue when it comes to mind, and then arranges and intersperses the text according to the plot and dialogue.
ps3: A lot of it doesn't seem to be gibberish, Eun, thank you to my editor-in-charge, Youda, who has lamented my book for my update and has given me a lot of support. It is also his support to be able to put it on the shelf. A good and responsible editor......
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