Blind, Cyrus cautiously returned to Grande, and the reporters outside Grande ran to the cemetery.

The republican funeral hosted by Allen Funeral before also attracted some attention in Patton, and I don't know what will happen to the high-end funeral of Ford Funeral this time. Anyway, Grande's owner won't show up, and those reporters must do something. Ignore it.

It's been a long time since I've had normal communication with Zack, and I know by the way Cyrus looks that he's got a bunch of questions about vampires he wants to ask. But before that, Cyrus had the heart to go to the basement to check if the blood he insisted on sending every morning was not edible—he wanted to make sure that he had helped Zach relieve the pressure on his ancestors.

Well, of course, I was disappointed.

"I'm sorry......" Cyrus looked at the blood vials piled up in the basement, some of which had not been removed from the tags he had brought with them.

"You don't have to be sorry. Zach patted Cyrus, "On the contrary, I should thank you for your hard work in collecting this blood." "Zach has a question to ask about the blood—to be specific, the blood of the Indians of the Middle Plains, and the questions that made Frank discover that the wizards of the Middle are popularizing the blood of republican weapons. Advance cautiously, avoid doubts.

Cyrus's answer was very much in line with expectations, "I'm not hard, I'm just a porter, and this blood is all ancestral affairs...... 's expression's expression was momentarily speechless, "It should be called Mokawi's equipment shop now." It was all collected by Benjamin and Mokawi. ”

"I'm amazed that I can get new varieties of blood over there every day, and it makes me suspect that my previous life has been in vain~" It's a joke to arouse empathy.

"That's right!" Sure enough, Cyrus didn't know whether it was uncomfortable or expectant, "To be honest, I'm still in the stage of 'Oh my God, blood is the only food I'll ever have in the future!'" continued to be uncomfortable and expectant, "And then every day, Brill held me down and poured me new 'variety' food......" Glancing at Zack, pure embarrassment, "She's stronger than me......"

Zach patted Cyrus again, "Don't be afraid, I'll come to work normally in the future~"

Cyrus gave a grateful look, then returned to a mixed expression, "Sometimes I suddenly feel like vampire food is good...... Cruel. "Don't worry, it's not what everyone thinks, listen to Cyrus say, "Blood, I don't mean to say that our food is the basis of life of other creatures, but we actually classify and rate the basis of life of other creatures. "One glance at Zach, the honest former farmer, who wasn't quite sure that his expression would show his thoughts, he wanted to make sure Zach understood it.

Zach understands that a simple analogy is more in line with the analogy of Cyrus's life, "They are all meat from cows, but when they are placed in the human market, they are divided into different commodities by origin, breeding methods, breeds, and parts." ”

"Yes, that's what it feels!" Cyrus looked at Zach with an expression of chagrin at himself, "This is obviously more in line with his own analogy of his own human experience, why didn't he think of it?"

Zach crooked his mouth and thought for a moment, "Probably because Eternal Life is too comfortable, vampires need something to do." Apparently the first question that Cyrus had accumulated about vampires had come out, the food problem, "When I was a human, my country was in a famine, no one cared about the classification and rating of food, all food was equal. Only the nobles who were still well-off would care about food distinction. Answering Cyrus, "Vampires can't famine, so~"

Cyrus accepted this statement, and reluctantly accepted the kind of reason why vampires can't famine, which is the kind of cruelty we all know, and this problem has long been solved, so there is no need to mention it.

Cyrus asked, "That's how vampires used to classify food...... Is it detailed?"

"Not really. Zach shook his head, "Before the Thirteen Clans came to this continent, there were basically only two types of food for vampires. Humans, animals. And it's the kind that doesn't distinguish between superior and inferior, depending entirely on where the eating vampire wants to live. A life that never worries about the source of food is the habit of eating nearby. "Looking at Cyrus, some common sense stuff, Zach thinks Cyrus should have mastered it.

"Like Gangaro likes to live with wild beasts, Torredo likes to live with people......" glanced at Zack, afraid of offending.

Zach is less vulnerable, "Yes. Well, in fact, there is only Lesenbra when it comes to the classification of food. Zach shrugged his shoulders, "Lesembra always emphasizes the purity of food because of his own cleanliness. "The origin of the Virgin-Female-Blood legend, we mentioned earlier. Zach shook his head helplessly, "And then it's a pity that Lesembra was as noble as Toledo at that time, and their habits were misunderstood as vampires. Torredo was too busy undoing other bad influences of vampires in human society to ignore this kind of frivolity. At that time, some humans approached vampires with 'high-end food' that they thought would be more of a demonstration of their sincerity, and naturally vampires would not refuse. ”

Cyrus listened attentively, but also had doubts, "Benjy did get a sample of the food that passed through from the west, but...... Can I be honest? Lesembra recipes and how to ...... Abundant. The expression was slightly disgusted, "Lesembra's request for food is still 'purity'. "Immediately turned to something that didn't disgust Cyrus himself," but the recipes of the other clans of the Demon Feast, the type...... It's a lot, especially Giovanni and Tsmich!"

Cyrus rummaged through a few vials of blood in the basement, "This neutered woman's blood, mixed chicken tail blood, ......" after saying a bunch of blood, similar to the blood of drugs made by humans to obtain 'hi', "are all recipes for these two clans." ”

Zach was not much surprised, "Giovanni and Tsmich are the 'nobles of the nobility' in the West, naturally. ”

"Were they like that before?"

"Of course not. Zach laughed and told a joke, "If only they had to eat a meal of blood like this." Zach casually pointed to a kind of blood that Cyrus had found, the blood of a sterilized woman, as an example, "They are going to spend a day visiting the old women in the city~"

Cyrus stared at the blood vial in his hand for a long time, and reacted for a while before realizing what Zach was saying, "Oh, the storage and collection of blood is not as convenient as in this era. ”

Zach has expressed this opinion for a long time, hasn't it, vampires are creatures that enjoy human progress.

Zach, who had shown us a lot of the wonderful 'common sense' of vampires, nodded at Cyrus and pushed forward naturally, "I don't think I'm surprised that this kind of blood may provide a moment of freshness, but this blood." Zach also found a few bottles in the piled up blood bottles, "The blood of the terminally ill, which clan's recipe?"

Cyrus regained his previous mixed expression, "I was just about to say ......" pursed his lips, "This is the recipe for those vampire aliens in the middle." "It's not a recipe, Benjamin thinks they're using this blood as a human poison." Glancing at Zack, "It's not 'hi', it's just the poisonous kind." I ......," he said, "I'm a little ...... Love this blood. ”

When we first introduced this kind of terminally ill blood, we mentioned that perhaps for some vampire aliens in a difficult situation in the central region, their passive immortality and the doomed death of the food source were a very 'exciting' experience for them.

Now that this statement may be overturned, Zach temporarily slowed down his progress and paid attention to Cyrus's mood changes, "Do you like it?" Zach thought he had solved the problem of Cyrus's loss of hope in life.

Zach opened a bottle, tasted it, and frowned, "I can't taste anything special." Pouting, "No 'hi', no 'poison'." ”

"There is no poison. Cyrus was a little reluctant to take the blood vial away from Zack's hand, "Benjamin has screened these bloods, so that the blood that has entered the death stage has been eliminated. ”

"What does it mean to have blood in the death phase?"

"I remember I sent some blood from the Addict 'Hi'......" Cyrus started looking for blood again, but couldn't find it - he was finished by Murphy, "Did you try?"

Zach didn't want to recall Murphy's gaffe, "I don't know, the bottle broke and was thrown away." ”

Honestly Cyrus believed, "Oh, that blood has very strong emotions, even me, Cappadocia, who is the most slow to analyze blood, can be affected by the emotions in the blood. Looking at Zach, "The blood that is used as food actually forcibly overwrites the will of the eater vampire himself by virtue of its own strong subjective will. After saying this, Cyrus was touched by himself. There are some words in this that are not commonly used by a former farmer.

Zach also cooperated in expressing his praise, and then followed Cyrus's train of thought, "You mean that the blood of terminally ill patients carries a strong emotion of death?"

"It's not. Cyrus shook his head, "It's not emotions, it's the blood of those terminally ill patients...... Thoughts?" Cyrus didn't seem to be sure of his words, and shook his head, "Normally, it's vampire blood that assimilates other blood. But this terminally ill blood, the terminal, mortal kind, when you drink it, you feel that it is your own vampire blood that is assimilated by food. ”

Zach remembered the blood of the immune disease who had been sent not long ago, "Like this, a vampire's eating has become a forcible healing of itself?"

Cyrus continued to shake his head, "It's not a cure, the blood of terminally ill patients doesn't hurt the vampire's body, they, they're just ......" Cyrus scratched his head and looked at Zach uncomfortably, "It's like a parasite, the kind of parasite that is malignant, the kind that always kills the host, finds a perfect, never-dead host, and then desperately starts to multiply." ”

Zach's face was not good, and if this analogy of Cyrus was accurate, then, why didn't he say it before Zach tasted it.

Zach raised his hand, pressed his carotid artery, and felt it with his heart, "I ......" his face was a little worse, "I feel it." It's copying itself. The protrusion on Zach's neck suddenly dried up once, "obliterated." ”

Cyrus was amused, "Hehe, in fact, you don't have to care, that blood will be digested by our blood sooner or later, and once it is replicated to affect our physiological normality, our blood will wake up~"

Zach frowned, "I don't really like your idea of anthropomorphizing blood. I don't feel that the blood of terminally ill patients is a parasite and has self-awareness. ”

Cyrus was unexpectedly serious, "But they do." "If you ask any doctor, he will tell you that 'cancers' have their own consciousness, and it is precisely because they have their own consciousness that they are called terminal diseases, because they really don't care about the life and death of their subjects, and only care about their own existence." ”

Zach: "Cyris?" It sounded like Cyrus was in his own mood in an instant.

"I'm sorry. Cyrus shook his head, "Did you say vampires are the cancer of this world?"

Too typical rhetorical question, Zach: "What is cancer?"

"Uh......"

Because of Cyrus's stupidity, Zach could only relate to the context, "Is this the disease of these terminally ill patients?" and Zack's own life experience, "Is this a half-finished product that any god wants to create eternal life?" can briefly resist the vampire's self-healing ability, Zach gave this terminal illness respect. Forgive Zach, Zach's medical knowledge is limited to human anatomy.

"Uh...... No. Cyrus came to life, dodging Zack's inquisitive look. Cyrus, I know this question, Zach can't answer it, "I think, it's just because of industrial pollution, you know, chemicals, garbage, air, water, food pollution ......"

"Oh. Zach self-righteously came to the conclusion, "Then this cancer is definitely not comparable to a vampire." Hehe, it's just a vampire creation. ”

Cyrus looked at Zach in confusion.

Zach explained, "Giovanni's great plan to exterminate living beings was this. Giovanni's ambition was to destroy the world. ”

The corners of Cyrus' eyes twitched, and she was ready to go upstairs, "I should go up to work." ”

"There's no work to do, and Grande is out of business. What Zack wanted to ask hadn't been asked yet, "What about the other blood? It's all the food that the vampires prefer? like ......" Zach also performed, his fingers dangling in the pile of blood bottles, and stopped in one place, "Indian blood?" Zack also had a good reason to ask this question, "There are few Inians in the west, I don't think the Demon Banquet is willing to divide its own inventory and make samples for Benjamin, right?"

With Frank, Zach had known that the blood came from the Indians in the Midlands, but Cyrus didn't know, did he. Don't doubt Zach's thoughtfulness.

"Oh. Cyrus replied, "Well, that's just blood from the blood bank." Nothing special, some Indians will ask for Indian blood for treatment. Shrugging, apparently Cyrus doesn't know how to explain the situation, "So most of the hospitals in the central part of the country have special classifications. ”

"That's it~"

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