A billionaire family travels to the world of beasts, and the people who feed them are crazy

His heavy footsteps were like a ruthless hammer, hitting Mi Yue's heart again and again. Each blow made her heart tremble and filled her heart with endless hatred and anxiety.

Mi Yue bit her lips so hard that they almost bled, and her eyes were fixed on the direction where Feynman disappeared.

Her eyes were filled with anger and unwillingness, as if she wanted to burn a hole in the darkness with her gaze.

It was not until the sound of footsteps gradually faded away and no longer could be heard. She slowly turned her head as if she had woken up from a nightmare.

Her eyes inadvertently fell on the blood servants who were frantically hitting the cages, and in an instant, her eyes were filled with a complex expression of fear and pity.

Mi Yue subconsciously took two steps back, each step with a hint of panic, her back pressed tightly against the cold and damp stone wall.

The chill from the stone wall penetrated her clothes, like a pair of cold hands, tightly grasping her skin, making her shiver uncontrollably.

But Mi Yue had no time to care about these things at this time. She just wanted to stay away from those scary guys, as if as long as she was far enough away, she could escape from this fear.

"These... should be the orcs transformed by the Dark Night Clan." Mi Yue's lips trembled slightly, and her voice was as soft as a candle in the wind, with an unconcealable tremor.

Her mind involuntarily emerged with the vampire-themed images she had seen on TV and in movies.

In those dreamlike images, humans after being transformed are like elves born from darkness. They are as beautiful as roses blooming at midnight, as elegant as swans dancing in the moonlight, and possess the charm of eternal life. They seem to be the supreme aristocrats in the dark world, emitting a charming magic in their every move.

"But this is completely different from what I imagined..." Mi Yue frowned.

The faces of these blood servants were as hideous as if they were cursed by the devil. Their skin was as pale as fragile paper, and one could almost clearly see the blue blood vessels crisscrossing like winding earthworms.

Their eyes were as red as the burning fire of hell, burning in that flame was only madness and bloodthirsty desire without a trace of rationality.

And their bald appearance made them look like evil ghosts crawling out from the deepest part of hell, emitting a disgusting evil aura. They were no different from those irrational zombies in the apocalypse that only knew how to bite, and were even more terrifying.

Mi Yue took a deep breath, the breath trembling in her chest, and she tried hard to calm herself down, like a drowning person trying to grab the last straw in a storm.

She silently called out to the system in her heart: "System, is there any way to help me detoxify the poison that Feynman injected into my body?"

The emotionless electronic voice of the system sounded in her mind without warning: "Sorry host, the system can't do anything. This is a toxin unique to the Dark Night Clan. The toxin of each male Dark Night Clan is different, and only Feynman himself can remove the poison in you."

A trace of despair flashed in Mi Yue's eyes, and she subconsciously clenched her hands tightly.

"How could this happen... Am I just going to let him control me?" There was a hint of helpless crying in her voice, as if she was trapped in a dark cage from which she could not escape.

After a while, she seemed to have suddenly grasped a ray of light from the abyss of despair, and a glimmer of hope rekindled in her eyes.

"System, do Shocker, Xingchi, and Elfman know how to cure the poison of the Dark Night Clan?" Mi Yue's voice was filled with some anticipation.

The system was silent for a moment, and that moment of silence was like a long night, making Mi Yue's heart hang in the air again.

[Elfman traveled around the continent before joining the host. He might know. You can try to contact him.] The system replied.

Mi Yue hurriedly contacted Elfman through the system. Her fingers kept trembling on the operation interface and her eyes were full of anxiety.

"Elfman, do you know how to cure the poison of the Dark Night Clan? Feynman injected me with his venom, and now I feel something is wrong with my body." Her voice was like a taut string, full of tension and anxiety.

Soon, Elfman's slightly noisy voice was heard, and the background sound seemed to be mixed with the whistling wind and messy footsteps, as if he was on some dangerous and hurried journey.

"The poison of the Dark Night Clan? Let me think..." Elfman's voice was a little hesitant, and he said after a moment.

"I seem to have heard that the blood of the Angel Clan leader can purify the poison of the Dark Night Clan. But this is just an ancient legend, and over the years, no one has ever seen the Angel Clan leader, and no one knows where the Angel Clan is. This clue is too slim."

After hearing this, the light of hope that had been burning in Mi Yue's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Mi Yue gritted her teeth, a trace of determination flashed in her eyes: "No matter what, this is still a hope. I can't just sit there and wait for death."

What's more, she had encountered male angels before. However, when she thought of the terrifying appearance of the male angels, she shook her head repeatedly. Even if she could find the angels, they might not be willing to help her.

She always felt that male angels were more dangerous than male night-nights.

Mi Yue frowned, she thought for a while, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she still said firmly: "I want to find a chance to go back to the modern times and see if modern medicine can solve this poison. Modern technology is so advanced, maybe there is a way to develop an antidote."

Elfman asked worriedly on the other end: "Are you really poisoned? Feynman is that bastard. How could he do this to you?"

Elfman's voice was filled with anger, and that anger was like a burning flame that seemed about to burst out.

Mi Yue smiled bitterly and replied: "Yes, he did it. But now is not the time to be angry, we have to find a way to detoxify first."

Elfman was silent for a moment, then said firmly, "Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you. I'll find a way to find the Angel Tribe right now, and I'm sure I can find a way to detoxify you."

Mi Yue quickly dissuaded him: "It's too dangerous here. Don't take risks for me, and maybe modern methods are more feasible."

Mi Yue's eyes were full of worry. She didn't want Elfman to be in danger because of her.

Elfman refused to listen and said, "Yue, I can't just watch you get poisoned to death. I must try."

During those long and torturous three days, Mi Yue's body seemed to be caught in a terrible storm, and she was suffering tremendous pain every minute and every second.

The venom was like countless evil tentacles reaching out from the darkness, spreading and expanding wantonly in her blood vessels, mercilessly corroding every inch of her skin and every cell. The power of life gradually disappeared under this demonic attack.