Medieval-style roller blinds block out the sunlight and make the interior look a little dim.

Vladimir stood by the window and looked out through the gap.

Helicopter parking, swimming pool, garden conservatory, aviary, plastic runway, fencing range......

He is very entangled now, worrying about many problems, his hair is falling out one by one, and he is a little bald.

Even the super-energy cells in the body cannot reverse this tendency.

Becoming a golden pupil is very good, which means that he is prosperous and the monarch is bestowed.

But......

Become a vampire?

Or rather, the Bloodline?

It is foreseeable that if this heavy identity is exposed, he will usher in many challengers and careerists.

The people can accept a golden-eyed person as the supreme consul, or even regard it as fate, but they cannot accept a bloodline as the ruler.

This is a secret that cannot be shared with anyone.

Not even the most trusted think tank!

Who knows if those guys will sell themselves out for profit?

It took Vladimir two days to finally wipe out the luck in his heart and analyze the scene in front of him objectively and rationally.

Knock knock.

"Mr. Consul, your lunch has arrived."

The butler's voice was elegant to the point of hypocrisy, like the aria used by nobles to sing epic poems.

Vladimir's fierce eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a look of impatience appeared on his face: "Don't eat, don't bother me!" ”

"As you wish."

The butler left quietly.

Taking out a bottle of high spirits from the wine cabinet, biting the mouth of the bottle, and pouring half a bottle, a faint red appeared on Vladimir's face, and the gloom in his eyes gradually dissipated.

Vodka for him, is equivalent to blood for vampires.

With thoughts racing through his mind, Vladimir thought for a moment, found a small file, and opened his mouth to the floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Press the file against the fangs and pull it up and down.

Zizizi......

Zizizi......

Little by little, Vladimir grinded and smoothed the protruding fangs, trying to make them look like normal people.

This kind of self-harm is ten times more violent than the toothache of ordinary people!

It can be called a punishment for yourself.

The damaged tooth nerve transmits pain signals to the brain.

Vladimir leaned against the wardrobe in pain and let out a low roar.

He felt as if a myriad of small blades were burrowing down the maxilla into his facial bone, little by little penetrating deep into his brain.

This is torture!

His painful facial muscles twitched, but the movements of his hands did not stop.

Zizizi......

Zizizi......

A fang, finally smoothed!

Throwing the blood-stained file on the ground, half of Vladimir's face was numb with pain.

After a moment's pause, he spat out two mouthfuls of bloody saliva, bringing out the fangs from his mouth.

"Damn...... If only there was an anesthetic......"

If you want anesthetic, it's very simple, just order a follower, and in less than half an hour, he can get what he wants.

But he didn't want to leave any flaws!

Vladimir gasped twice, picked up the file again, wiped it on the curtain, and began to smooth out another fang......

……

After working all day and completing the daily routine of human body magic transformation inspiration records, knowledge accumulation and lucky adventure distribution, Yan Anqing returned to the dormitory.

I was too lazy to turn on the computer, so I simply lay on the bed and used my mobile phone to post on the Internet.

He is logged on to a website called the "International Extraordinary Organization Exchange Forum".

It is a non-governmental organization, funded and funded by the most ardent visionaries, and it is not as professional as the "clean world", but it also has its merits.

Yan Anqing clicked into the "International Information" section and opened the top post.

(Transport, Korea· The emergence of the first Danish bloodline proves that the great Korean fortune is prosperous! 》

You don't need to look at the content of the main building, it's mostly boastful, and the translation of the comments in the screenshot is really interesting.

"Did the Dane named Mads Coulson transform into the Golden Eyes long, long time after the Crimson Moon?"

"The news has been proven to be true."

"Mads and Cui Sanghuan, sure enough, they are both lucky ones who have inherited the 'mythical gene'!"

"I feel that what the landlord said makes a bit of sense, the Danish side is a blood clan, so what about Cui Shanghuan?"

"Shanghuan Oba, it must be a High Elf! The kind that uses magic! Elegant, noble, handsome! ”

"Huh! Choi Sang-hwan's guy is the real mastermind behind the Crimson Moon incident, right? ”

"+1, I personally think that whether it is the blood moon, the golden pupil syndrome, or even the later Yindu Shiva incident, the black and white impermanence incident in Huaguo, all the supernatural events are arranged by Cui Shanghuan!

"Yes...... I doubt it too! ”

"I heard that Cui Shanghuan seems to admire the Chinese scientist named Yan Anqing, don't you think it's strange? Recently, a lot of things have been related to Yan Anqing, and if you just talk about luck, it's too coincidental! ”

"I'm wise, I've seen through everything! There is only one truth! Cui Shanghuan is the mastermind behind the changes in the world, and he pushed Yan Anqing to the forefront, just to let that Huaguo scientist help him attract attention! ”

"Everybody's right! Choi Sang-hwan has such a strong ability, and he doesn't know how to hand over to the country and contribute to the country, he only knows that he is pretending to be forced everywhere, what a dog Han traitor who admires Huahua and flattery! ”

"If Brother Shang Huan has this ability, he will definitely kill you yin and yang weird guys."

"Brain powder is disgusting! Boycott Choi Sang-hwan! The people are responsible! ”

Seeing this, Yan Anqing closed the post and began to look for cutting-edge intelligence in the field of scientific research.

For all the speculations that lack solid evidence, the chain of reasoning is mostly like this.

The blind man touches the elephant and insists on his own words, but he cannot convince those who hold opposing views that everyone thinks that they are the wise men who grasp the truth.

Just like Werewolf Kill and Dark Keep Your Eyes Closed, the same set of logic theories can be used to prove a player's innocence, or it can be used to bite that person to death is an iron wolf.

Reverse, reverse.

The conclusion of the free mind is based on the characteristics of persuasion, observation, and personal aura, and the result has little to do with the logic of reasoning.

Therefore, Yan Anqing didn't take any speculation on the Internet to heart.

Even if one or two people occasionally guess the truth and conclude that Yan Anqing is the one who caused the sudden change in the world, what can they do?

Jump up and hammer yourself on the knee?

It's not arrogant and confident.

In fact, the few people who guessed the truth just put forward their own points of view will immediately be quoted by countless debate bigwigs, refuted with examples, and reprimanded speechlessly, and their mentality will explode.

These people either admit to disconnecting from the Internet, silently leave the keyboard, and vent their anger at defeat on their relatives and friends; Either they scolded on the spot and began to personally attack people with different views, successfully provoking the ban of the authority dog.

At this time, at the edge of Yan Anqing's field of vision, the figure of a red panda appeared.