The two little girls sat next to Lan En, and they glanced at each other from time to time, and then glanced at Lan En with the blush on their faces.

But then, he will quickly bury his head in the plate.

Lan didn't think the little girls had any thoughts, little girls at this age just liked beautiful 'things'.

dolls, small jewelry, etc., but because their 'doll' can move and talk, they feel shy.

Lane thanked Viola at the table before picking up the knife and fork.

Viola was very calm in front of Ran, who reckoned that this was because she only had Gascoigne in her eyes.

With a friend I just met, in his warm home, with him and his wife and children. This everyday, prosaic scene almost gave Lan a sense of detachment.

Compared to the abnormal moonlight of last night, the roar and stench of the beasts under the moonlight, the silent slaughter of the hunters, and the screams of ordinary people when they were dying, this daily routine was too contrasting.

And everyone who lives in Yanan, even a little girl of Olivia or Victoria's age, seems to have become accustomed to this great sense of contrast.

Or rather, they don't feel the contrast at all.

Bloody and crazy nights, and normally hectic days, are meant to exist together in this city.

At the moment when he realized the existence of this sense of detachment, Lan En only felt that the hand holding the knife and fork had a ripple-like ghost and ripple in his eyes.

This brain dissonance, which seems to be caused by overwork, has not appeared since he implanted the genetic seed.

He didn't show anything unusual on his face, and the strange visual dislocation and apparition itself disappeared quickly. It just appeared for a moment.

"Mentos, a full self-examination."

The bio-intelligent brain responded immediately, and the brain cells integrated the biochemical indicators from all over the body and issued a standardized report to the subject.

The test results were normal, except for some brain fatigue.

"Sir, I also observed your vision in a trance just now. But with our current level of knowledge, we can only come to this conclusion - the visual signal is distorted due to brain exertion. ”

Lan didn't say anything more.

Is it really brain exhaustion? He ate and slept well before coming, and after only one night of coming to this world, he was so tired that his vision was in a trance?

Something is wrong with the world, and it's exerting influence on me that I wasn't aware of.

Lane reaffirmed this.

"Isn't it to your taste, Mr. Lane?"

On the other side of the table, Viola asked nervously.

Lan En came back to his senses in time and smiled lightly: "No, it's okay." I've just been wandering around the wild for too long, and I haven't eaten at a table in a long time. ”

"Ah, that's good." Viola breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, can you tell me more about Yanan? I've never been so peculiar? of the city. ”

When describing this huge city built on a hill, Lan was cautious in his choice of words.

Gascoigne put a new bandage on his eyes, and he confirmed to Lane as he slipped through the plate with his knife and fork.

"You want to know more about Yanan. Well, let me think about what I was most confused about when I first arrived! You must be wondering why people know about Yanan's bestiality, but the city hasn't been abandoned, right? ”

"That's true."

Lann nodded.

Even in the wizarding world, where the concept of medicine is not very developed, people will even think of the plague as a symbol of some kind of deification, and the verbal words say, 'For the sake of the plague', 'For the plague's sake', 'The plague is above' or something.

And even a farmer of this level of education, when a plague breaks out in a place, he also knows to run away.

Stay away from the outbreak point of the disease.

But in Yanan, the disease is now so severe that it takes a few nights to massacre the streets to maintain stability during the day.

Walking on the street, most of people's faces have black hair growth that has been infected and then controlled.

But few people were leaving.

It doesn't make sense at all.

Gascoigne didn't answer Lanne's question immediately, but grabbed the unopened bottle of red wine from the table and handed it to his wife.

"Open it for me, Viola."

"Open it for me, Viola."

The hostess readily agreed, her slender snow-white palm pinching the cork, and the wine was opened with the soft sound of the cork pulling out the glass bottle.

Viola poured herself and her husband a glass.

The red wine is red in color like blood, and the taste is good.

"Suck—" Lann's nose twitched slightly, and his brows twisted together.

It smells of blood.

Ever since the cork of the red wine was opened, there was a choking smell of blood in the air!

If it weren't for the witcher's extraordinary senses, he wouldn't even be able to perceive that beneath the pungent smell of blood, there was indeed the sweet alcohol smell of wine.

But Gascoigne and Viola were naturally sipping their red wine glasses, and Oliveira, Victoria, and the two little girls beside Lane did not show any discomfort.

It was as if there was something wrong with Lan's sense of smell!

"Pure alcohol is not easy to sell in Yanan, even though it is a necessary material for people to relax their minds, but it is really not easy to sell. Until."

"Until the merchant added it to the alcohol. Blood? ”

Gascoigne raised his glass and nodded in response to Lanne's rhetorical question.

"It is not accurate to say that alcohol is not popular in Yanan. It's not that the Yanan people don't like wine, it's just that relatively speaking, they are more intoxicated with blood. ”

It's like a vampire, a creature that makes people feel like they've seen a 'bat flying out of the mist of darkness' just by saying their name.

Evil is the undertone that people give to them, and in many cultural backgrounds, drinking blood is a symbol of evil.

But in Yanan, this has become a very natural, very common, very reasonable habit.

That sense of detachment came again.

Outside sunlight shone through the chain-wrapped iron fence and the glass in the iron fence into Gascoigne's home.

The cosy house, the beautiful wife, the lovely children, the friends who come to the house as guests are all warm and natural.

But the man and the woman are drinking blood at the dinner table!

Lan pursed his lips, telling himself that it was just a difference between worlds and that there was no need to make a fuss. After all, the blood in this bottle of red wine does not come from humans, but from livestock.

Gascoigne continued calmly.

"No Yanan people will leave their hometown, because no Yanan people can leave the blood and [blood therapy]."

"Outlanders need [blood therapy] to stay alive and fight terminal illnesses. And even if a terminal illness is cured? No one can do without [Blood Therapy]. ”

Gascoigne put down his glass and continued to eat with his knife and fork.

Rann was a little uncomfortable with the smell of blood and the detachment of his brain, and he only ate the bread and mashed potatoes on his plate.

"Blood therapy. Gascoigne, what exactly is Blood Therapy? Is it addictive? ”

"I told you, [blood therapy] is blood transfusion. It is not addictive in itself, as long as you do not rely on blood therapy to fight terminal illness, then you can stop at any time and your body will not have any discomfort. ”

Gascoigne shrugged and said indifferently.

And at the end, Viola, who is a pure local, added with a smile.

"As long as you can let it go yourself, [Blood Therapy] can indeed be stopped at any time."

"Drop?" Lan En raised his eyes and looked at Viola, who was chattering, "Let go of what?" ”

"When you let go of the [blood therapy], the vitality, the vitality, and the energy that fills your body. It seems that he never gets tired, as if he is back to the peak of his body and spirit. I only worry about where to vent my energy, but I never worry about running out of energy. Creativity and inspiration are also endless. ”

Speaking of which, Viola, who is a native of Yanan, showed a little pride.

"Yanan's technique is a little higher than that of the outside world, which is largely due to the improvement of [blood therapy] on people."

"Well, although this also causes xenophobia among the locals."

In the end, Viola was a little embarrassed in front of Ran.

Because she could easily think of what a newcomer from a stranger would encounter in Yanan.

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