Anthony leaned back in his chair helplessly, "Zach, you have to be flexible! Not everyone needs to be buried! You can be cremated!"

Vampire's eyes turned red in an instant! Cremation? Do you know why there were guillotines and burning at the stake in the Middle Ages? Because this was the only way that humans knew how to kill vampires at that time! Vampires were just as afraid of fire as qiē non-humans.

And cremation, this is also the reason why Zack's funeral industry is compressed today. This 'trend', which has only emerged in recent years, makes people think that the dead don't need to occupy the land anymore! Even the coffin is an unnecessary thing, and a small metal can is a place for people to live!

Zach rejects the new term from his heart, and he thinks his employees won't accept it either, especially Alice, who is a banshee-black witch who dies at the stake no less than a vampire!

Zach frowned, the red of his eyes gradually faded, and he pinched the paper with his hand. He knew it was really the only thing Anthony could do.

"What about the rest of the funeral industry?" Zach asked, the document was a notice to privatize all the funeral industry. Yes, there are still 'brave' humans competing with vampires in Barton City, and the ignorant have no fear, that's what it means.

"Allen, Ford...... Funeral homes are like that, you want to survive in human society. Anthony looked at Zach and sighed and said, "This is the way to go, in a year, the mayor will be re-elected, and I won't stay in this position forever!"

Zach folded Wen Jiàn, put it in his pocket, and looked at Anthony: "I saved you on the battlefield, you gave me this idea, but now I'm going to keep my own choice." "It seems that vampires have finally realized that human life is not for them and has to choose to face their own nature...... No wonder, he just hesitated.

There was a knock on the door, Anthony answered, the door was pushed open, the beautiful Gina leaned forward and pressed against the eaves, the third button of her blouse was pulled, and Anthony's attention was diverted from his female secretary with difficulty, looking at the soldiers who came in.

"Mayor!" the soldier quickly reported after the salute: "The senator is still waiting!"

Anthony nodded and motioned for the soldiers to go out first.

Today there was a dinner for two senators from Massa State, where the city of Barton is located, in connection with the privatization of the funeral industry, which was previously under the management of the government. Anthony came back after dinner to change his clothes and bring his girlfriend Gina, and then continued to attend the party.

As the soldier left, Anthony motioned to Gina, and the female secretary nodded and closed the door again, for today, she had specially customized a new evening dress.

Zach noticed the soldier's rifle at his waist, which was unusual. After the end of the war, this weapon of mass destruction was forbidden to be worn casually, and even for the senator's guards, it was a strange move to enter the town hall with a gun of this name.

"Is security bad now?" Zach asked Anthony, who had already stripped to the side.

Anthony looked at the phone on the desk, "It's not a problem with the line, the communication in Barton City has been interrupted for almost a week, and I haven't found out where the line is broken." Senators are people who want to run for governor, and they value their lives very much. ”

Zach shook his head, his ancient thinking could not adapt to the current politics of human society. But before leaving, he reminded Anthony: "Remember to protect yourself." ”

Anthony snorted and pinned a small revolver pistol to his side under Zack's gaze, Zack's eyes narrowed slightly in the silver reflection, the silver body and bullets were another weapon deadly to vampires.

Zach smiled in satisfaction, opened the door, and left the mayor's office.

It would be ridiculous if Anthony could become the umbrella of Zack's vampire, just let Zack receive the funds allocated by the city every month! Anthony is the barrier between Zack and the vampire family from the outside world, and more specifically, the barrier of the vampire ancestor family! Our vampire protagonist has a very old surname!

Leaving City Hall, the drizzle still lingering, the buildings across the street were brightly lit, and the roads were full of parked cars, and the upper class of Barton City would not pass up this opportunity to make friends with the future governor.

Zach lowered the brim of his hat, put his hands in the pockets of his coat, and strode towards the Southside. It's eight o'clock in the evening, and the Barton City bus closes when the sun goes down, and Zach wants to use his speed as a vampire and run in a blurred shadow. But this is near the town hall, and the bright lights don't allow him to do that, and our protagonist is a vampire who wants to fit in with human society, but don't forget that, he wants to hide his supernatural identity......

Damp and cold are not the feelings that vampires like, and vampires are also thermostatic 'creatures', but the temperature is much lower than when they were humans, so the cold for ordinary people is normal temperature for vampires. Room temperature means no feelings, and vampires don't like environments where they don't feel anything, which makes them sluggish, at least not Zach.

So after walking two streets, he took refuge in a grocery store that sold tobacco, alcohol, coffee, and a few small things.

The shopkeeper looked at this man in a black suit, but his skin was unusually fair, and he pointed to the shelves behind him with a blank face, where different styles of umbrellas were hung.

Zach shook his head and pointed to the container behind the shopkeeper, "A pack of cigarettes." ”

The shopkeeper turned around and pulled out a pack of more than ten (currency) cigarettes, and Zach immediately shook his head: "No, no, four and five more cigarettes, thank you." ”

The shopkeeper rolled his eyes and pulled out a new pack of cigarettes, and Zach handed the shopkeeper a bill of more than a dozen. The shopkeeper opened the drawer and retrieved the five dolls. Zach's hand was still stretched out in front of the shopkeeper, and the vampire was reminding him, what about the five cents?

The shopkeeper didn't move, staring at our vampire.

Zach gave up, retracted his hand and pulled out a copy of today's newspaper at the counter. This Barton Daily is worth five cents.

In this way, under the disdainful gaze of the shopkeeper, the vampire Zach waited until the rain stopped, and it was a thin spring rain, and the night sky soon cleared, and a full moon appeared in the sky.

Zach walked out of the grocery store, he had to rush back today, if he didn't send Benjamin clothes tomorrow morning, this werewolf would probably not talk to Zack for half a month!

And for vampires, if a werewolf looks at you and doesn't speak, instinctively, the vampire will only think that it's because of one thing, and he's judging whether you're good or not.

A slight snort was heard, and Zach looked around the corner, where a woman was sitting diagonally against a street lamp, heavy makeup, revealing clothing, and a man cursing from the bar next to her. Zack's light green eyes were a little red, and don't forget, Zack was a hungry vampire, and 'food' seemed to have lost his mind after being distracted by alcohol.