When Wood opened his eyes, it was already three days.

Look at the familiar ceiling overhead, and the cramped broken couch.

Wood couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Why are you here?

Wait a minute......

Someone sucked my blood.

Wood's face suddenly changed, and he let out a miserable scream: "Ah, Saitama-sensei, help, someone sucked my blood." ”

He screamed, and subconsciously got up and jumped, and the result was ...... The jump flew up violently, and before he could understand what was going on.

He smashed the ceiling, his whole head was stuck inside, and the upper half of his face was looking at the sunlight outside, and Wood was stunned.

This is?

What happened to me?

Let's not talk about why I smashed the ceiling in a jump, just under such a strong impact, my head didn't feel any pain at all, which was already very weird.

And why does this sunlight disgust me so much?

Although he didn't feel anything uncomfortable, Wood, who usually likes to bask in the sun, now has an indescribable aversion to the sun.

With a series of shocks, Wood completely remembered what had happened before he fell asleep, especially the last sentence of the system.

Convergence ——!

Don't......

Wood's face changed, and he vaguely thought of something, and at that moment he suddenly noticed that someone was tugging at his feet. This discovery immediately startled Wood, and without thinking about it, he found a position and kicked it over.

Not to mention, he really felt like he had kicked something. It's just that it doesn't seem to have any effect, but he feels that the hand holding his ankle is tight, and his whole person is directly dragged down from the ceiling.

However, before Wood could see who was dragging him, he was slapped on the ground.

This fall directly made Wood dizzy, and he felt like he was going to fall apart, making Wood understand that he didn't feel pain......

"What the hell are you smoking, hurry up and restore the ceiling to its original state for me!!"

Saitama-sensei's voice came, and Wood opened his eyes only to find that Saitama was looking at him with a grim face, and he was immediately relieved.

"No, Saitama-sensei, I'm not right right now." Wood stood up and looked at his hands, and found that these hands were simply a little frighteningly white, not at all the white that a normal person should have, and looked like a corpse that had been soaked in the sea for an unknown amount of time.

To Wood's surprise, Saitama didn't ask, but nodded approvingly: "Well, I can see it." ”

"Huh?"

Saitama didn't speak, just turned around and pointed to the bathroom, Wood walked to the bathroom door a little inexplicably, and when he saw the mirror facing the bathroom door, Wood couldn't help but be stunned.

In the mirror, his appearance didn't happen, but he still had a little baby fat and looked very cute.

But the exposed skin was as pale as a hand, and under this pale reflection, the bright red lips were as red as if they had just sucked blood.

It's over, it can't really be a vampire, right?

Wood hesitated and bared his teeth in the mirror......

Well, I saw two little tiger teeth that I didn't have originally, and with his baby fat little face, it looked even cuter.

Will I have to live on blood in the future?

This thought flashed through Wood's mind, and his face suddenly became ugly, but the fact that he was alive made Wood feel very glad that he was alive.

It's better to die than to live, as long as you're alive, you can become anything.

"By the way, Saitama-sensei, what about the vampire?" Wood asked, turning to look at Saitama.

Bloodsucker?

Saitama was slightly stunned, and then reflected: "It turns out that the weirdo is a vampire?" When I saw him lying on top of you, I punched him to death. ”

“……”

This sense of security, this domineering value-

It's just a blast, there is no one.

I will be punched to death at every turn, who can kill me with such a teacher?

"I heard that I was bitten by a vampire, but I will become a vampire, so you won't suck my blood while I'm asleep, will you?" Saitama looked at Wood with a curious expression, yes, just curiosity, this person had no fear of the unknown at all.

"I don't know, but the disciple would rather starve to death than suck the master's blood!" Wood expressed his heartfelt heart, and silently added in his heart: Unless he is tired of living and wants to be killed by a punch.

Saitama was also a little curious about Wood's changes, and it seemed that his disciple's sudden transformation into a vampire had made him interested.

Wood then conducted some experiments with Saitama.

After researching it until the evening, Wood came to the conclusion that he was not a vampire, or rather a complete vampire.

At the very least, although Wood has an aversion to the sun, he doesn't feel afraid or uncomfortable, and he doesn't seem to need to suck blood, and his sense of taste and touch is normal, and he still eats what he should eat.

It seems that the system is not useless, and it perfectly integrates the abilities of vampires into its own body. Physical fitness and eyesight are much stronger than ordinary people, which can be seen from the previous jump and smashed the ceiling.

And at night, Wood found that he actually had night vision, looking from his home into the dark streets without street lights, and even the black cats passing by could see clearly.

Wood repaired the ceiling while it was dark, and although he said that there was no discomfort in the sun, he was also uncomfortable in the sun.

It wasn't until late at night that the ceiling was finally restored to its original state.

It's not without merit that this happens, at least the work that is usually tiring is no longer tiring to do.

As for the other benefits?

In Wood's opinion, there is no at all, not to mention that he is just stronger than ordinary people, even if he is tens of thousands of times stronger than ordinary people, he feels that it is useless, as a gentleman, don't do it if you can move, if the other party has to do it, don't hesitate to beg for mercy!

As for what you have strength, you have to work hard to exercise and make yourself stronger than anyone else.,This kind of thing is only in anime novels.,What's the use of becoming stronger.,There are all the stronger ones above.。

Don't learn from those protagonists, save the common people with a hot head at every turn, saving your own little life is the most important thing, other people don't die, whether the world is destroyed or not has nothing to do with your own little person's half a dime.

The sky is falling high, and it has nothing to do with itself.

Although Wood values his life very much, he does not value himself as a person, if he is gone, the rest of the people's lives will still be the same as usual, and there will be no change.

The world will be no different if it has itself, and it will be no different without itself; No one cares if Wood ever existed but himself.

Probably......

Lying on the couch through the palms of his hands, Wood had a bitter look on his face.

……

The days that followed were the same as usual, and nothing special changed.

Saitama sensei eats and sleeps every day to fight monsters, Wood does laundry, cooks and cleans up, and acts as a satin bug for Saitama, recalling the five episodes he has watched, Wood thinks...... Saitama's absence may not be so safe at home.

So in order to avoid accidents, Wood will choose to follow Saitama around whenever he can.

Of course, if there is an emergency, Saitama will be gone as soon as he slips away, and he will definitely not be able to follow him.

At that time, I could only hide carefully at home, and I didn't even dare to turn on the lights, what if some strange people found the lights?

However, what made Wood happiest during this time was that the fund was in hand.

To put it simply, a few thieves robbed the bank, and as a result, the strange man appeared, all of whom were killed by the strange man, and finally the strange man was punched to death by Saitama sensei. And Wood, who lost Saitama, was lucky enough to pick up tens of millions of funds in the ruins of the destroyed streets.

……