Judging from the scale and type of book collection he just saw in the big library, Feng Longde can be sure that Patchouli likes to read books as a magician or a witch, but he doesn't know if she does experiments or not: whether it is a magician, a wizard, a magician, a witch or whatever, as long as she is magician, she can't get away from experiments, just like a chemist can't even do experiments that require her own hands to operate bottles and cans in addition to learning the theoretical knowledge in books— As long as it involves research, it can never be separated from the process of combining theory and practice, and the magic side and the science side are no exception.

Feng Longde only made a cursory observation, and didn't find many things and facilities related to the items needed in the magic experiment, it is estimated that Patchouli has a special magic laboratory, after all, doing magic experiments is often much more dangerous than conducting chemical and physical experiments, and it is really not a matter of two explosions in three days- There are a lot of magic labs in the basement of the headquarters fort for Caroline and the lich mages to use, and it turns out that there is nothing to do, and this is still the case when the magic laboratory and the basement itself are set up with many magic shields and enchantments, and it is conceivable that an unprotected magic laboratory really exploded, which is definitely no less than the consequences of an arsenal being directly hit by a large-yield aerial bomb

Thinking that his new home was located on a super-large arsenal with the potential for violent explosions, Feng Longde couldn't help but fight a cold war: thanks to the application of the Empire's magic side technology, the basement of the Headquarters Fort and the corresponding magic laboratory were guaranteed with security in mind at the beginning of construction; After the powerful vibration passes through the layers of barrier and protection, it is reduced to a feeling similar to a micro-shock, and does not cause any harm. If this kind of tremor was felt at night and transmitted to Feng Longde's room, the goods could be directly hypnotized to the bed

Shaking his head quickly, these chaotic thoughts were suppressed for the time being, and after confirming that he had firmly remembered the location of the Great Library and the surrounding paths, Feng Longde continued to explore in other directions.

The half-dark corridors, coupled with the pitiful number of oil lamps with erratic fire, Feng Longde felt that the basement of the Red Devil Pavilion and the people felt like a horror movie on the set. And it is definitely a place where claustrophobia is easy to get sick - before the last Red Devil Pavilion banquet began, Feng Longde learned from Patchouli that the Red Devil Pavilion was established when the Scarlett family first came to England, and I don't know what people thought at that time

To be honest, Feng Longde himself is a bit vain about this: when he used to watch horror movies, he could eat those bloody things while watching them, but in the face of the kind of ghost things that are not so scary but suddenly appear in the picture and places that give people a sense of oppression and crampedness, Feng Longde has not been complained about by Weisk and them, saying that he was so scared that his throat was so scared, let alone a person. It is estimated that even if there is really some evil thing, his desperate wail is enough to make any evil soul fly away

Although Feng Longde is still a lot weaker about this, but observing the surrounding environment through his soul heart, the dark basement is as bright as day to him, and it is not so terrifying, so he is also a lot more relieved, and continues to walk to other unknown places.

As he walked, Feng Longde's soul keenly sensed some strange sounds. It was as if someone was talking intermittently, and there were other trivial movements. It's probably fiddling with something.

"Is it Adolf? What is he running there for?" Feng Longde concentrated his attention and extended his soul to the place where he sensed the sound, and found that it was a series of rooms that were locked from the outside, and there were some faint lights, but because it was a little far away from Feng Longde, his soul scanning perception was a little blurry.

Following the path perceived by his soul scan, Feng Longde quickly found the source of the strange sound. I saw the following scenes:

Like those medieval or horror films, there is a row of cells with iron bars and large iron locks that hold the cells in place, and in each of these cells is an unkempt human being, most of whom are also from the outside world, judging by the slightly old and tattered clothes they wear. Even the few guys who wore the common types of clothes of the human inhabitants in the human world, Feng Longde personally felt that they should also be human beings from the outside world, but it was just that the original clothes were too badly damaged, and the people who held them were replaced with the current ones.

Judging from the lights that are much brighter here than the rest of the basement, these outside human prisoners who seem to have been held for a long time are both men and women, from their teens to their thirties, and I don't know whether the inmates who held them did it unintentionally or intentionally, the cells of these outside human prisoners are regularly arranged here according to the distinction between male and female sex and age group, and Feng Longde even found the corresponding sign on the wall next to each person's cell, listing their names respectively, gender and blood type.

"Yang Ling, male, Chinese, twenty-nine years old, AB blood type?" Reading out the English written on one of the signs, Feng Longde looked curiously at the occupants in the cell, and saw a middle-aged man wearing a somewhat filthy white shirt and black trousers, and he couldn't see what he looked like: it was estimated that he had been here for a while, and there was no haircut and shaving service here, which caused this long black hair and beard to be twisted together, looking like a wild man who ran out of Shennongjia

Feng Longde looked at the signs hanging on the walls next to the other cells and observed almost all the outside human prisoners in the circle, basically all of them were the same, the longer they stayed here, the more sloppy they looked, and the more silent they seemed to be: some relatively clean outside human prisoners immediately struggled to get up when they saw Feng Longde coming. In a variety of languages that Feng Longde could or could not understand, he shouted things like "Help!", "Let me out!", "Let me go home!" Unlike the outer human prisoners who looked dirty and felt like they had been here for a long time, most of these guys didn't react when they saw Feng Longde, and the rest of the few just sighed or looked at him with strange pity and then kept moving, as if they had transformed their lives into a slow pace like a turtle. Big things can't get their attention.

After carefully observing all the outside human prisoners here, Feng Longde was first glad that Adolf was not one of them: when he first saw a cell here, he thought that Adolf was walking around and was kicked into one of the rooms by Sakiya, but now it can be confirmed that Adolf is not among these outside human prisoners, he should be somewhere else in the basement, and he doesn't know where he went.

As for those human prisoners from the outside world, judging from the fact that they generally have a common characteristic of mild malnutrition and pale faces, Feng Longde can be sure that they are blood slaves, blood slaves kept in captivity by the Red Devil Pavilion.

Blood slave, as the name suggests. It is a human slave used to provide blood to vampires: whether it is in the era of the Teutonic Empire or in the real history of human civilization in this era, the vast majority of vampires will use various means or cultivate or captive their own blood slaves, so as to have their own fixed and stable blood source - These blood slaves in the hands of vampires are like animals in captivity, providing their own blood for vampires, but they are not treated very badly at least in terms of food and drink, but they still have no freedom, and regular and long blood draws will gradually destroy their health and physical functions, and the final outcome is either to be drawn blood to slow death or madness to suicide. Their situation can only be said to be better than the consequences of being drained of blood on the spot, and there is no better situation. Anyway, in the end, it's all death, but the way of dying is different.

Feng Longde had learned about some details of the vampire treaty when he was chatting with Remilia in the salon before, and it was mentioned that the blood food needed by the owner of the Red Devil Pavilion would be provided by Yakumo Purple in exchange for the fact that the vampires of the Red Devil Pavilion would not attack the indigenous humans in Gensokyo; Most of the sources of these blood slaves should be the humans who Yakumo Zi came from the outside world in the intervals, and they also brought in men and women with different ages and blood types, which can be described as well-intentioned

"Hmph, it is estimated that Zhu Henghong, who likes the East very much, will not pee his pants if he sees this scene. At the very least, you have to sit on the ground. Looking at these unfortunate former humans and current blood slaves again, Feng Longde shrugged his shoulders, and then left the place full of cells, and continued to explore in other directions that he had not traveled.

As for those human blood slaves, Feng Longde didn't have any inexplicable thoughts to let them go: thanks to these human blood slaves, he could ensure that the two vampires of the Red Devil Pavilion would not attack people everywhere, and it was impossible to suck the blood of animals reluctantly to see Remilia's situation, and it was okay to try it, and it was estimated that she would have to go crazy when she sucked this kind of blood, not to mention that Feng Longde didn't have any virgin heart, and he didn't bother to that egg heart if he had nothing to do with him, and the guy who had a little communication with him or had a relationship with him might be able to help depending on the situation, but these guys who couldn't beat the eight poles and had never seen them were exempted, Feng Longde was not a good person, and is no longer considered a human being, and does not have that position.

Gensokyo is not the only thing that most otaku who are obsessed with oriental works imagine are only cute and leisurely, these are things that can only be possessed based on the most simple and crude strength: take Feng Longde as an example, when he first came to Gensokyo, he and a large number of guard knights such as Yarman were almost beaten by Kiruno and Lumia, which can show how little strength they had at the beginning; Dealing with a few people who often meet in the human world and setting up a two-way teleportation array that can freely travel between the real world and Gensokyo, but all of them are anxious things, that is, they have been busy for nearly a year, and after going through so many things, Feng Longde, Caroline, and more and more of their subordinates and friends have gradually been recognized by those supernatural girls in Gensokyo, and become one of their big circles.

Feng Longde's group of guys with a certain strength want to enter the social circle of these supernatural girls, not to mention the newcomers who have no roots and no roots- Zhu Henghong, a former Huadu college student, was able to get mixed up to the point where he could still get into the circle of Gensokyo and chat with those guys, which was still based on the fact that he was coincidentally rescued from the mouth of the Toki by Feng Longde as soon as he entered Gensokyo and placed in the Teutonic camp; if Feng Longde hadn't inserted a pole in the beginning, or hadn't reincarnated him after dying in battle, he would have either been a pile of broken bones in the grave or the way of rethinking, or a new grave in the cemetery to which he belonged in the world.

Although Zhu Henghong said that he was too lazy to think about a lot of questions a lot of times, this guy knew this point very clearly, so he was very grateful to Feng Longde, the life-saving benefactor who saved his life twice and didn't treat him as an outsider, which is also why Feng Longde took him to the salon of the Red Devil Pavilion with confidence: a guy who doesn't know much about the world but knows the most basic truth, and his personality is not deceitful or two-faced, even if he does have some deficiencies in some places, it can be made up and filled by the day after tomorrow, if there is something wrong with this person's cognition and personality, it is completely hopeless。

Thinking about these messy and unavailable things as usual, Feng Longde sorted out the map of the basement of the Red Devil Pavilion that he remembered in his soul heart, and began to look for anything else that he had overlooked.

According to the layout and path he remembered, the basement of the Red Devil Pavilion was divided into four areas as a whole, the large library and the blood slave prison cell were two of them, and the third area was the material warehouse, which should be a place to store miscellaneous things, because there was no sign that Adolf had been there, so Feng Longde was not interested in going there to hang around, after all, there was no need to explore the material warehouse, and he was not a black and white

"Then," Feng Longde had sorted out the map in his soul heart, and there was only a small but completely unexplored area left, "It seems that the only place that Adolf can run to is here." (To be continued.) )