Zach is invited to attend a ...... Activities. It is a gathering of funeral practitioners, in addition to the four ghouls before Vega City, there are also representatives from several surrounding cities, ghouls account for the majority, and it is a very diverse 'collective'.

The location is not at all like the southern suburbs of the 'suburbs', a certain location is hidden, well, a nightclub-

It's been a long time, and Zach feels like he's surrounded by aliens.

Zach counted carefully, there were only 6 humans here, and they all looked lost, and the pure white little sheep was lost in the carnivore party of demons, unable to find a way out.

"Don't worry about those humans!!" was still the talkative guy among the four ghouls, "they won't last long!!" In fact, he didn't have to shout at all, no matter what the environment was, Zach could hear him. But this guy still used shouting to deliver the message, "There will be a few of these humans every day!!challenge!!, and then it won't be long before you have self-knowledge!!and leave!!"

Zach had to shout because he was sure he didn't have to shout to have a conversation, and the other party simply couldn't separate his voice from the noisy environment, "Challenge what!!"

"Limit!!" the ghoul pointed in a certain direction.

Zach looked in that direction, and on the cylindrical stage that could only accommodate one person, a 'woman' with amazing curves was in the ...... You get the idea. There was a lost sheep in the audience, desperately throwing a doll of bills in his hand.

The movements of the 'woman' have changed. After all, the banknotes that keep flying towards her are urging her to show more. The upper body is deliberately leaned forward, and it is guided by gravity to become more and more amazing...... Make the bills flying towards 'her' a little more violent. Bang la blah.

Then, abruptly, it stopped.

The last banknote that fell from the sky was still spinning, in large circles. The 'she' on the stage has become 'he'.

"*!*!**!" The human who had spilled a lot of money found his limit, turned and ran towards the exit.

Zach raised an eyebrow, being able to see a shapeshifter perform undressing, and the human was earned. After all, the performers are still on stage, and they haven't taken a deeper step, have they?

"I think there's a psychological shadow on that human!!" Zach shouted in response.

"No!!The man will probably be back in a few days!!Human!!Forgetful!!" The ghoul grabbed Zack, "Come here!!I want to meet someone!!"

Zach didn't bother asking, being dragged through the crowd - the 'people' here were clearly a general term for convenience. Zach clearly saw some creature writhing on the dance floor, and it wasn't his own head that was shaking.

Quieter a bit, Zach was pulled into a semi-enclosed space that resembled a seat, "This is my son, ......"

"Call me Brother Dog. ”

The teenager, who looked like he was on the verge of adulthood, held a video camera in his hand, glanced at Zack and adjusted his focus.

Zack's action split into two parts, his hand, to block the camera facing him, and his gaze to the ghoul who was interrupted by the introduction, "You have a son? ”

"Well, that's a long ......" was interrupted again—

"I was his commission. Brother Dog interrupted, tried twice hard, and was shaken off the camera controlled by Zack, and pulled the corners of his mouth, "A social worker used a year's manicure coupon to entrust him to adopt me. ”

The ghoul's face was a little helpless, and he nodded, "He only lived with me today, and I don't know how to place him." Can only be brought. ”

Zach didn't understand, and reminded the other party, "You said you want me to meet him?" means why should I meet the strange human of your son who just had a day.

"Oh. The ghoul scratched his head, "He's doing, uh, what?"

"Documentary. Brother Dog looked at Zach, "I'm going to make a documentary about the ecology of aliens." There was no joking on the boy's face.

The ghoul looked at Zach and blinked vigorously, "I know this is a reluctant request, but can you help me ......" a crazy wink.

Zach understood, "You want me to use the Pupil of Charm on your son." ”

"Yes!"

Zach was direct, "No. "Why, what kind of person are you from Toledo?" Zach pushed a little harder, and then twisted the camera and threw it away. Looking at the rest of the people here, the funeral directors, they were basically there, "Let's get down to business." "Someone has already given up their seats.

The only way to keep the atmosphere from being weird is for someone to speak up consciously. Fortunately, there are people in this diverse group who are so self-conscious.

"If our state also privatizes funerals, we have to have political support. "It's a funeral owner out of town, and his skin is 'good' to the point that he has no pores. He looked around, "We don't have political support. ”

"You're starting to privatize Massa?" asked a guy with a pore-covered face.

"I don't know. Zach replied, "All I got was a notice from the mayor." That's all. ”

He once questioned that Mayor Patton was just a human ghoul, "If our mayor wants to privatize funerals, we'll get it." "Pause, glance at Zach," the notice began. I don't need to discuss anything here. ”

Zach wasn't prepared to respond. If the gang is going to compare their relationship with Anthony to their relationship with Lesenbra, hehe, Zach doesn't want to waste time explaining.

It was the dog-brother boy, who squatted on the ground, mourned for a minute for his broken lens, and squeezed into the crowd and disappeared. Zach wanted to remind a certain father...... Forget it.

The discussion continued, "But Mr. Toredo is here. Another guy from the city smiled flatteringly at Zack, "With valuable experience and information, maybe Lesenbra is really thinking about privatization." ”

"I see you're just confused by 'privatization'!" "I won't introduce the people who spoke one by one, anyway, everyone knows, the name will not appear in the trick, and the meaning of their existence in this story is only ...... The footnote to the story, "Our personal inheritance! Have you ever wondered if the Demon Feast is so generous to give us our own inheritance!"

The atmosphere froze for a moment. Zach raised an eyebrow, and things got a little more interesting, but Zach still decided to keep quiet unless the question was asked to him.

"It's just the funeral business, after all...... someone said tentatively, looking around, "we all know why we got this job." Basically, there is no lower job than our job, and even if it becomes our private property, it is just, the funeral industry. The funeral industry, which is degraded by all living things. ”

"You're a fluke. "Newcomer," he gave it to us because the property was low, and when was the last time we were given anything?"

Someone replied, "Never." ”

"Exactly. The guy who asked the question leaned back on the couch, apparently having finished expressing his point and had no intention of participating in the rest of the discussion.

"Have you ever thought about a possibility? "Vega, the one who wants to copy the Grande ghoul," privatization will take place, but the owner is not us. Skimming at Zach.

It's good that all eyes are on Zach. Zach was going to say something.

"Me?"

"Yes. The ghoul nodded, "Sir has the experience, ability, and status to be suitable. This status is talking about the status in the Demon Banquet, because there is a supplement later, "It can also be regarded as the excess of your Zachary Grande's identity." By the time Zachary Grande's life is gone, your members of the Toredo clan must already have some in the West, well, reserves, and can simply take over the privatized funeral business. ”

The ghoul glanced at the guy who was already leaning back on the couch, "And then I don't agree with your opinion that the funeral industry is low, as far as I can get from the Eastern funeral industry, especially the Grande - the social status of the Grande funeral home is very high in Barton. Returning to Zach's side, he asked for affirmation, "The people in Barton's city, the Westerners, right, all value Barton's only traditional funeral director. ”

Someone chimed in, "I'm also a little concerned about this information. Preserving the uniqueness of burial seems to be one of the ways to manifest status in human society, and because of the relationship with Grande and the high-end funeral agreements signed by Grande and other funeral industries. In a sense, it is to enhance the status of the funeral industry in society and culture. ”

"I agree. It seems that there are many people who agree with it, and everyone is seriously thinking about this matter related to their own jobs, "If privatized cremation is for the development of the whole society and practicality." "Save land and resources, no need to explain," reserving part of the burial as a private enterprise-style service, which can promote the sophistication of the industry, for example, I heard that Grande rebuilt the funeral ...... of the Indo-An."

Everyone exchanged glances with unnatural expressions, and the person who spoke looked embarrassed and said his opinion, "Well, I have already said what I meant." ”

That's it.

"Therefore, the status of the funeral industry is improving, and no matter how you look at it, there will be nothing to do with us. Well, we're here, in fact, just to ......" glanced at Zach, and the tone was still quite respectful," Toredo's transition. ”

Zach tugged at the corners of his mouth, as if he was smiling, 'Thanks, Lesenbra~', what else can you think~

It's a pity that someone who guessed the result couldn't be here to witness it. That's right, that's Dale Walker.

"Well, then I guess we're going to need to do our final job. Someone has already found their way, "Let's take care of everything we can do, and then ......" He didn't have to finish speaking, everyone, including the guy who didn't want to talk just now, forcibly sorted out his emotions, and it was an attitude of working hard.

Just give them a little comfort, "You won't lose your job." Zach, "There's no way I'm going to create so many descendants to take over your business overnight. ”

It's the kind of guy who climbs up with a stick - "I promise I'll work very hard and diligently under you!"

Don't use Zach to comment on this dogleg.

Brother Dog is back.

Carrying a new video camera, squeezing out of the crowd, I don't know how much I heard what happened here, the camera turned on everyone here, recording a narration for his documentary, "A bunch of creatures at the bottom of this society. Behind him is the norm of noisy nightclubs, "pretend to be a business here, take them away from these ......" The camera quickly swept to the dance floor behind him, "The creatures that can only be wandered here, literally the wandering skeletons, distinguish between them." It's worrying. ”

The camera stops on Zach, jumping out of the narrator, "I still have one if I broke it." Then he turned the camera away and continued his documentary work, "The guys sitting here now are the creatures who live at the very end of human civilization - the funeral industry. Among them are ghouls who maintain their human form on corpses, ugly reminds me of the androids who lived on poop yesterday, the insurgency who lived like plants, and the slime monsters who always looked like mud under the camera...... "The enumeration is a bit long, until it comes back to Zack again.

Zach picked up, and this time he didn't stop the shooting, but watched with interest how this teenager who had to call himself a 'dog brother' would introduce himself.

"And this ......" Brother Dog paused for a moment, looked up from the shot, and looked at Zach, "What are you?"

The dog guy had no idea that Zach was a vampire. Oh, how could he possibly know—

"What do you see in your lens?" Zach asked rhetorically with a smile.

"You. Brother Dog frowned, "You in human form." He pouted, "Are you a shapeshifter?" ”

"No, I'm a vampire. ”

The dog brother was stunned for a moment, then actually sighed and resumed filming, and the narration continued, "And a vampire, a vampire who can already hide his true appearance in this world and show it in the camera. Sigh. You heard it right, the boy's tone turned into words and added to his narration, "As a human being, a human who hasn't started his life yet, I'm worried. ”

"Worried about what?" Zach asked.

Brother Dog's head lifted slightly, and he glanced at Zack, "A hundred years ago, no aliens dared to show their faces, they were 'underground creatures', except for vampires. Brother Dog actually rolled his eyes, "But I guess this is the reward they deserve for opening up the wasteland, and there's nothing to say." But look at the present. The camera begins to pan in full angle, and then returns to Zach, "Who put these things out of here? Allow them to have wild here? Let them live with us." Hmph, there are also curious humans who come to watch. I don't know what happened a hundred years ago to make them change so much, but what I do know is that here, there is another group of aliens who are trying to continue to climb up in human civilization. I want to record that if future generations want to reflect on this irrevocable mistake, my documentary is their only thought. ”

Kindness. Not only us, but Zach didn't know what to put on this dog brother.

But, the right thing to say, "Are you a high school student? Didn't you study history?" and Zach gave a smile, "A hundred years ago, slavery was abolished. ”

"Oh. It shouldn't be abolished. It's like future generations, when they see my documentary, they will think that you shouldn't be allowed to get together. ”

This is a magical teenager.