HP Systematic Seaver

He froze on the spot: "Several local people listened to the children singing everywhere, and quietly asked us if it was true, they are on their way here now."

So from this day onwards, the mysterious genius doctor prince is sitting on the stage to see a doctor.

The miracle doctor called the prince by the gypsies suddenly became famous in Bucharest. People began to say that the prince can tell the disease by pinching a person's wrist, and the medicines prescribed are all natural grass leaves. At first, the prince would provide a pair of medicines, but later people found that the China Town in Bucharest sold them, and these herbs were not only effective, but also said to be completely harmless, which is really amazing.

So soon, people came to the gypsy camp, whether they were Romanians, Yugoslavs around, or even Serbs in distant places, all came to see this mysterious prince.

The gypsy children were still singing on the street, telling people how the prince healed people with various techniques. Everyone's curiosity surged up and they went to watch one after another.

They saw a boy with black hair and black eyes, majestic and dignified, sitting there with his own demeanor, he was quick and graceful when he was treating people, he rarely spoke, but his words hit the point.

The key is that the way he sat there made people bow their heads involuntarily.

So people began to say that a prince really came to the gypsy camp.

☆、Patients who do not show up

The day before the Mathematical Olympiad was about to start, little Sif was lying on the table tiredly, looking at the task bar in the space with red eyes. He completed the task of seeing, hearing, asking, and pinching the wrists of a hundred people in a row. This task Finished, and then popped up a task called knowing one hundred kinds of herbs a day, he completed it day and night, and then there was a task of reciting three hundred soups a day, he racked his brains to remember, now stop On the task bar, it finally arrived at the main task of the old man's health preservation technique.

It was really difficult. Little Sif rubbed his red eyes, then smoothed his greasy hair that hadn't been washed for a few days, and then straightened his black coat. He walked towards the gypsy camp, and it floated into his ears on the way It's still the damn gypsy kid's singing, and it's an upgraded version: "He saved the gypsy with bitter grass root soup."

Little Sif closed his eyes and walked in a daze: "Stupid, that's called traditional Chinese medicine."

The child continued: "He used the magic ball to save the children who did not eat."

Little Sif continued to sleep while walking: "Stupid, this is the insecticide pill, that child obviously has roundworms."

The child is singing: "He stabbed the mayor's wife alive with a magic needle."

Little Sif curled his lips: "Stupid, that's acupuncture."

Tired like sleepwalking, little Sif walked to the gypsy camp and sat in front of the table where he was seeing a doctor.There are already several people queuing up.

The gypsies looked at this person who entered their own camp. Few people would enter the gypsy camp before, because they had many bad rumors, and even the health bureau had informed them to leave early and not stay for a long time.

But now everything is all right, people are coming into their camp, and no one is forcing them to leave, because the boy insists on sitting in the gypsy camp to see the doctor.

The gypsy mother-in-law watched the child sleepwalking on the table with her fingers, and quietly put a cloak on him.

Little Sif felt it, he sat up and forced himself to open his eyes, looking at the person standing in front of him.

This is an old man, old and frail. Little Sif looked at it and felt that it was a good time to cooperate with learning the old man's health regimen in the new task, so he put the old man's information aside and agreed to see a doctor in person in the afternoon.

Then the next one, a child with insomnia, little Xifu took the paper and wrote down a soothing prescription without looking at it. A few days ago, the patient had discovered similar medicinal materials in Bucharest's Chinatown, and that person hurried to grab the medicine.

The third one, when little Sif took a closer look, turned out to be another old man, old and frail. He still put the old man's information aside and decided to read it together in the afternoon.

But then, he was still an old man with similar symptoms to the previous one, and he was old and frail.

Little Sif finally felt that something was wrong. He quietly took the old man's information, put it on the table, and continued to see a doctor. The next few were normal, but soon, it turned out to be another old man, old and frail.

Little Sif looked at the paper on the table, was there something wrong.

At noon, he returned to the hotel, holding the paper in his hand suspiciously. These are all the old people who came this morning, and the symptoms are basically the same, all of them are weak.

There seems to be a problem, is it a coincidence?

Xiao Xifu asked the system if he had gained something: "Is the quality of life of the elderly in this country so poor?"

The system didn't know what the reason was, it just felt that something was wrong, but couldn't figure out what to do.

So little Sif sat down, took out a pen and paper, and carefully wrote down some sentences in the old man's regimen.For example, how to exercise at different times of the day, how to eat, and a few special health care points for the elderly. He returned to the camp thoughtfully and watched the old people take these papers.

Since you don't understand, just wait.

He is still very busy and has no time to think about these things.

The next day, little Sif was very surprised to see that the place where he had a consultation was full of old people, and most of them were old and frail. The old man was sent away.

In the afternoon, more strange old people came to the gypsy camp, and they still had the same symptoms. Little Xifu silently continued to write about the old people's health care.

The system did see the problem: "Little master, I noticed that the first old man spoke with a local accent, but the next old man spoke with a nearby accent. The old man this morning seemed to speak German, especially the one just now. Granted, I'm sure it's from the far north of Germany."

Little Sif nodded and touched the drawer. No matter whether these old people were nearby or far away, when he saw them dig out their pockets, they all seemed to reveal German marks.

But what the hell is going on.

The mystery was soon revealed, and little Sif was invited into a car on the way.Two tall bodyguards pushed him from the ground into the car involuntarily.

Little Sif looked up, and sure enough, he saw an old man sitting across from him. He was quite old, and his health was obviously not ideal.

Then the old man before should be sent by him to check his level.

So this old man did it.

The old man nodded, panting, and took out a thick book from a box beside him with difficulty, handed it to little Sif, and said, "Look at this book, and then tell me how this person is."

Little Sif took it suspiciously. This book was thick, but it was damp with cold, and the handwriting inside had some traces of water vapor.This is a notebook in German.

The system began to read in a hurry.

"Today, I had a fever with a cold, but refused better clothes and beds, sat on the slate for a long time, blushed, and finally fell asleep."

"Today, I can't sleep at night again. It has been accompanied by intermittent insomnia for several years, my joints are swollen, my eyes are blurred, and I have no strength to stand up."

"Today, I sat on the slate again, and finally couldn't stand up and fell down. I had a cold all day long and my skin was dry."

"Fever again, refused to drink medicine...

"There are signs of premature aging."

Little Sif turned over and looked up at the old man: "Is this my patient?"

The old man nodded.

Little Sif put the book on the chair, and said: "This is very difficult, sir, the person recorded in the book, it is obvious that his living environment is very bad, and it seems impossible to improve, which will cause problems for my treatment. And most importantly, I can see that this person seems to have given up on himself for some reason."

Little Xifu concluded in a low voice: "He has no love in his life, if I also give up on myself, how can I make him better."

The gentleman on the opposite side looked surprised and looked at the child, but he saw it. He thought for a while, and then said, "Is there a way to relieve it?"

Little Sif nodded. He read the notes and felt very uncomfortable. This unknown patient was the one who most resembled his grandfather among the old people he had seen, with the same premature aging and the same heart disease.Thinking of his grandfather, the little boy felt sore. The symptoms of this man were quite severe, and how could he find the courage to live again for a man who had no love in his life? He was silently sad, but in the end he still decided For the sake of his and grandpa's imagination, he will try his best to make him better.

Seeing his performance, the gentleman in the car sent little Sif out of the car with a smile on his face. He returned to his house, took out parchment and wrote a letter. This was for one of his little friends, the young boy Recently guarding a prison in the north.

It was he who secretly wrote down this note.

He released his owl and looked at the sky, will it get better.

The author has something to say: Everyone can guess that this upcoming task is the first generation of Dark Lord Drindelwald

But it's a pity that no one guessed how he appeared, the old devil lives in Nurmengard, he won't come out

Dumbledore could follow the scent, but here maybe the opposite is the case

☆, joint cross-border wanted

Today is the day of the Mathematical Olympiad. Outside the hotel, the agents are hiding in the corridor reading the latest report. They found nothing about Mrs. Snape's investigation. This woman, because of the lack of personal information, the agents scolded in their hearts, what a The strange woman, after so many years of marriage, has never attended any even neighbor activities, and has not even written any personal letters, even greeting cards, so at the beginning they didn't even know the strange woman's maiden name, and in the end they finally managed to It was easy to find it in the marriage registration that the woman's husband had filled out many years ago. The surname of this strange woman is Prince.

But the surname was found and there was no progress. No matter what the woman's surname was, there was still no such person. The agents almost got angry.

It's not easy to monitor his son here. For some reason, this little Mr. Snape ran into the gypsy camp and even treated people. Could this child be able to do anything? The agents looked at the crowd Surrounded little boy, if this is to pass on information, this close crowd contact is enough to leak all the information on Britain, from weapons deployment to the new prime minister changing the sofa, but the problem is that they never set up in the gypsies Extraordinary, no one wants to go in now.This kid is really smart.

The agents worked diligently, and in the morning, the Olympic competition was held as scheduled.

They silently thought that the time had finally come to arrest Snape and arrest him secretly as soon as the competition was over.

Yet the idea is so perfect.

At the end of the competition, the agents acted. They stood at the exit of the examination room, waiting for Mr. Snape to leave, closely monitoring every intersection and exit.If it wasn't for the closed examination room and closed doors and windows, they even wanted to send someone to invigilate the examination.

But they didn't realize the problem until all the candidates had left. The staff of the examination room came out and said that all the candidates had come out.

The agents stare at each other.

They entered the examination room unwillingly, but they had to admit it when faced with the packed table.It happened again.

Little Mr. Snape slipped out of an examination room again under their close surveillance.

It was too much of a blow to their British agents.

Dejected, the agents left to search.

At this time, in a hotel room, little Sif was sitting on the sofa and staring at several old people.

Not long after the Olympic mathematics competition started, these old people entered the examination room and tried to take him away without anyone noticing. He refused to leave because the paper was not finished yet, but the old man he met yesterday He said anxiously: "You must follow me immediately, the person you saw in the medical record yesterday is in a very bad condition today."

When he was talking, little Sif was busy writing the paper, and raised his head when he heard his words: "What's wrong with him."

The old man looked anxious: "I received the news this morning that he stayed on the slate all day yesterday and developed a fever in the morning."

Little Sif thought for a while, then he shook his head: "Don't worry, he just caught a cold. I read his medical records carefully. In fact, he is in good health, but he is just torturing himself deliberately. As long as you have a way to persuade him not to heal himself God will not let him go, he will get better on his own."

He looked at the old man, then lowered his head and worked hard to write the paper.

The old people looked at each other, so that their masters would not embarrass themselves, which was even more impossible than occupying the European continent.

So the old people continued to say: "No, we have decided, you go and see for yourself, we are here to take you away."

Little Sif glared at them angrily, bowed his head and continued writing the paper. What the old man needs is long-term rehabilitation, let him finish the paper before going.

But the old man was by his side relentlessly, besieging him with eager eyes.

Little Sif had no choice but to speed up. Fortunately, he had practiced most of these questions, and he finished the paper in half an hour.The old people immediately pulled him and disappeared into the examination room without making a sound.During this period, no one's attention was attracted.

Now he and the old people are in an empty room in the hotel. The little boy is sitting on the sofa, watching several old people discussing with their heads down.He looked at several old people.

They spoke German, probably from northern Germany.Little Sif continued to observe. In fact, each of these old people seemed to need some things for the elderly to maintain their health, but they ignored themselves, and instead helped a certain mysterious old man. So who is that mysterious old man?

Little Sif heard the old man whispering, his ears were sensitive, and he heard some sentences: "Are you sure you can send this little boy in."

"Of course, the little friend I mentioned last time is working as a guard. I remember that there were some secret entrances there many years ago."

"The government has shut down most institutions."

"Our master."

Little Sif made a sound and interrupted the old man: "Old gentlemen, who can tell me where I am going?"

The old people hesitated to speak, as if they didn't intend to speak.

Little Sif folded his arms: "So you want me to go to an unknown place, gentlemen, I may have medical skills, but as far as I know, there are people who need my medical skills in the place I am going, right?" The old gentleman hesitated up.

Finally they pushed out the youngest of them, the old men looked at him, it was you, you were the youngest and the most eloquent, the old man had to come over by himself, he looked seventy or eighty, he came over and sat down Next to the little boy, he said coaxingly, "My child is obedient, we will not put you in danger."

Little Sev stared at him.

The old man's forehead was sweating, and the child's eyes were terrible.But he can't say it.

Little Sif continued to look at him, and the old man hesitated for a moment. Since the child was going, it would be better to reveal something.

Anyway, this address is not completely confidential, it’s just that no one has been there for so many years and few people know it.

So the old man continued to say in a coaxing tone: "Little boy, it's a bit far away, but it's really not dangerous."

Little Sif held his head up: "Say it straight."

The old man talked about him from left to right: "That is the north. We are now in southeastern Europe. If we want to go north, we must first go north."

Little Sif looked at him, really long-winded.

The old man wiped his forehead, he wanted to speak nicely, his master needed this child, he wanted to make this child not bored before departure, so he continued to ramble: "Then we will go north, over the Thousand Carpathian Mountains, When it reaches the Danube Plain, it is the largest river in Europe."

Little Sif folded his arms and stared at him.

The old man continued: "Then, heading north on the Danube, we entered the Bavarian Plateau, and further north is the Black Forest."

Little Sif looked at the old man silently with scary eyes, and the old man continued: "At last, we have arrived at our destination, the far north, in the plains and swamps, that is where we are going."

At this time, an old man in the distance suddenly said: "Okay, the coordinates have been adjusted, let's go to Germany first."

At this time, there was a loud bang from the door, and the old people froze for a moment, and immediately disapparated.

The British agents rushed into the room, surprised to see that it was empty, they turned their heads in bewilderment, and looked at the group of people behind them, which was so strange.

The people standing behind were also surprised.

When the British agents were hunting around this morning, they encountered another group of agents. When asked, it turned out to be the CIA. They seemed to be tracking down some Germans, so they joined forces and finally found this suspicious room.

But the suspect appears to have left.

The British agents looked at the CIA agents who were also disappointed, and could they reveal who the Germans they were chasing were, but the CIA agents sullenly said: "This is top secret."

At this time, in a house in Romania, a group of elderly people were beating their chests and feet, and the oldest one asked the one who had just talked to little Sif: "I asked you to hold on to the child just now."

The old man beat his chest and said, "I grabbed him, but I don't know why he disappeared when I came back."

The old people didn't understand why, so they had to curse in the end: "The hateful CIA, the hateful Americans, they have been staring at them for so many years."

But where did the boy go, the old people dare not look for it, apparently this time they traveled quietly and have been known by the people who are watching, since the end of the Second World War, the victorious countries have been keeping watch on them, especially The CIA in the United States is very tight. This time it is the limit to come to Romania quietly for the master. They know that the Americans will find it sooner or later.

They sighed, guessing that the boy must have broken free from his captors in the final stages and stayed where he was.

The old people are helpless.

However, at this time, it was a different situation in the hotel. The MI5 agents got a vague message from the CIA that they were looking for something important, especially because the people in the house just now were some dangerous big shots. .

Here's what they said of them: "They were once the greatest enemies of the peoples of the world, and they may now be the greatest enemies of our free and civilized world."

The agents of MI5 struggled to think about who they were talking about, could it be the remnants of the Nazis of World War II, God is terrible, or they were talking about the KGB of the Red Soviet Union.

The fact is that the child who may be a spy disappeared in the examination room.

So the MI5 agents immediately rushed to send the news to the country.

In London, England, those who received the news immediately took action. First, Mr. Evans, who firmly believed in Mr. Snape Jr., was arrested, and then his parents were arrested.It is said that Mr. Tobias Snape was yelling in astonishment after he was arrested, but he bowed his head and said nothing after hearing the reason. As for Mrs. Snape, it is said that she attacked the secret service agent, but was finally arrested. Subdued.Even the surrounding workers' quarters have been investigated.

At this time in London, in addition to the busy police, there are people running around. Mrs. Prince is walking in the streets and alleys of London with a magic search tool in her hand. This is very inconvenient, because Irene left home At that time, she resolutely abandoned everything, and the magic props used by ordinary family members to display her status could not find her at all.Mrs. Prince had no choice but to walk through London with the idea of ​​trying, but Mr. Prince returned to the old castle and searched hard for blood tracking tools in his warehouse.

The old man currently has no clues.

Little Mr. Snape who disappeared mysteriously, where is he now?

Little Sif opened his eyes and looked at the person standing in front of him. It was a young man with blond soft hair and pale complexion, but he was unexpectedly handsome. He looked at the little boy and smiled showing his snow-white teeth. Lifting up her exquisite and gorgeous medieval clothes gracefully, she said, "Welcome, gypsy doctor and prince."

Little Sif looked indifferently into the distance, but saw a towering mountain, he seemed to be in a castle on a cliff.

Yes, this is Transylvania, an ancient manor deep in the Carpathian Mountains.

☆、Vampire shopping agent

In the ancient castle deep in the Carpathian Mountains, the vampire looked at the boy in front of him with great interest, his yellow eyes moved, and his sharp canine teeth were exposed.

He leaned in front of little Sev, sniffed it suddenly, then stood up straight, and said rather uninterestedly: "So it's a little wizard, I thought it was true that even gypsies have princes, so it's a little wizard." He continued to sniff deeply: "It seems to come from the far west."

Little Sif was very uncomfortable with his posture of leaning over to sniff, and he tugged on his collar.

At this time, the vampire carefully determined the child's smell, and he made the final identification: "A little wizard from England."

He came to this conclusion and felt uninterested. He went to Bucharest by chance a few days ago and heard people talking about the miracle doctor everywhere. He went to have a look by the way, but saw a few old wizards seem to be grabbing the miracle doctor. His arm was about to apparate him, so he was grabbed by someone and brought back to the castle.

He looked left and right, but little Sif stood straight and folded his arms, ignoring him.In the end, he didn't see anything different about this kid, he was just a little wizard, he couldn't figure it out.

The vampire sat down, raised his legs and looked at the little boy, then waved his hands: "Sit down, don't be restrained, let's talk, my castle hasn't had any guests for hundreds of years."

Little Sif sat down with his back straight, and his whole body was still tense. Of course he could see that this was a vampire, an old monster thousands of years old, what should he do.

At this moment, the vampire sitting opposite Little Sif looked at the boy's restrained appearance, and sighed boredly to the sky. He was a blood prince who had lived here for almost 1000 years. Sleeping, almost never going down the mountain, sometimes thinking about it makes life boring.

He picked up the cup in his hand, found it was empty, and sighed again, feeling the satisfaction he felt when he sucked blood. He seemed to have no other motivation in his life, and he was really lonely just thinking about it.He said, "Little boy, tell me what happened down the mountain."

Little Sif didn't move.

The vampire was even more bored. He smelled the smell in the air and said that he had slept for about 200 years the last time. He had long forgotten what it was like to be a human being. He lived like a statue. He was really lonely and wanted to continue to sleep. to the end of the world.

This life is really boring.

Little Sif looked at the vampire, finally making sure that the guy didn't seem to intend to hurt him, and the little boy had a strange feeling that it was just a boring vampire's whim.

Suddenly the vampire got up like a wind, moved to the door in an instant, then turned around and pulled him out the door.

Outside was the dark castle corridor, hung with torches and covered with dust, and they came to a large auditorium with a lot of twists and turns.Little Sev saw a huge old table across the middle.

Suddenly the vampire rang the bell.

As the big clock rang slowly, little Sif felt a gust of wind blowing, black shadows passed by, and a figure appeared on the chair by the long table in an instant.

The vampires took their places, looking at the one with little Sif.

They called him Prince.

The prince pulled the little boy to the seat at the front of the long table, and he said, "Are you awake?"

The vampires replied one after another: "This time I slept for another 200 years."

The vampires shook their heads and sat uninterested, as if eager to sleep again.

At this moment, the prince pulled the little boy over and said, "Everyone, this is a young British wizard of today."

The vampires who were bright and lifeless instantly regained their spirits, staring at little Sif with uniform eyes.He took a deep breath in unison, it was really a fresh breath.This thousand-year-old castle without sunshine is just a cloud of dust, and they usually have nothing to do, who would pant and eat ashes at every turn.

The prince was very happy to see that everyone was obviously interested. The life of a vampire is actually very boring. Their various needs are too few. Even if they used to have various hobbies, they would be cut off after becoming a vampire.They don't need to eat, so half of the fun in life is lost. Even if the guy who once addicted to food becomes a vampire, the food hobby disappears. They don't need the physical exercise that ordinary people are passionate about. After all, vampires represent never losing shape The perfect figure of the other half, so the hobbies that the other half might have cultivated were also cut off. These jazz who loved hunting or fighting became vampires, and they all changed from sunny men to dead nerds.

Of course, vampires have a body that never loses shape and an incomparably beautiful appearance, and they will never work hard for food and clothing. As long as they want to, they can almost live in peace and stability until the end of the world, which is really the envy of human beings. ah.

But the happiness index of vampires is actually not at all off the charts. They are very boring. What do humans do when they are bored? They have also tried it. When they want to taste delicious food, they realize that what they eat is tasteless When they want to wear beautiful clothes, they realize that not only are they no longer afraid of the cold and heat, but also that no one praises them when they wear them. When they want to smoke, they realize that they are not breathing anymore. Want to drink, of course, blood is not a normal diet, vampires try many ways to pass their boring life, but without the feeling and excitement of the past, when a person is no longer nervous and excited, they It was suddenly dull.

Vampires feel that they are alive like statues, perfect and solid, but their hearts are empty. They don't even know if they are still alive, as if they are missing something.

So everyone, let's sleep until the end of time.

This time, after sleeping for 200 years, the vampires woke up and came out of the coffin, and found that everything was still the same, but the dust was getting thicker and thicker.

Until this time the prince accidentally ran out and brought back a little human.

Vampires crave a little excitement in life.

And all the yellow eyes fixed on little Sif all at once.

Little Sif moved uncomfortably, he hated the look, the vampires looked at him, as if expecting him to make some somersaults, they made him feel as if he was being treated as a prankster.

Little Sif was angry.

The system hastily yelled: "Stop, little master, don't make angry expressions, don't stare, don't turn around, don't get angry, now the enemy is strong and we are weak, we have to go around and around."

Little Sif took a deep breath. The system was right. He looked at the vampire expressionlessly, thought for a while, and took out the basic book from the space.

At this time, some newspapers and magazines collected by the system.

Little Sif feels that since a group of vampires have been sleeping for 200 years, they must read the newspaper first after waking up.

The prince picked up the newspaper and took the lead in flipping through it, and the vampires followed suit.

Little Sif quietly asked the system: "What magazine did you download last time?"

The system checked the records, and he said, "Fashion magazines, and luxury magazines."

Most of the fashion magazines have been sold to the shops in Diagon Alley. Little Sif looked at the book in the hands of the vampire, so it was a luxury magazine. He thought he should explain it.

At this time, the prince had pulled out a shopping list from the magazine, and was staring at the incomprehensible pictures on it strangely.

He asked little Sif: "Little wizard, what is this?"

Little Sif took a look: "Ferrari, represents the fastest, most powerful, and the highest level."

The prince and the surrounding vampires nodded, feeling that this sentence was very suitable for their vampires.

This white thing that looks a bit like a carriage looks quite high-end, the vampire ticked it off, it doesn't matter to buy one, they are not short of money.

They moved on to the next one, a bottle of perfume, and they asked little Sif: "What is this?"

Little Sif looked at it: "Chanel."

The vampire looked at the picture, the small perfume bottle was shining brightly, and a sense of nobility rushed towards him. It said, the most noble and perfect embodiment.

The vampire ticked off.

They continued to look, and the next thing was a watch. The vampire recognized the watch, but this one looked extraordinarily jeweled, as if it was set with diamonds, and the words next to it said: "To the noblest you in the world."

Little Sif continued, "Rolex."

The vampire continued ticking without hesitation.

These products all look very high-end, and they are also marked with sentences such as the world's limited edition, which explicitly or implicitly means that the people who use them must be the most perfect, noble, richest, and top-notch creatures in the world.

Isn't it a vampire?

The prince continued to tick off.

The vampires nodded. Aren't the most extravagant things in the world custom-made for them to be the most perfect existence that is closest to God.

This is a famous car called Ferrari, a perfume called Chanel, a watch called Hermes, a business bag called Louis Vuitton, a men’s jacket called Gucci, and jewelry called Cardia, although most of them he didn’t understand how to use them, and he didn’t know It doesn't matter if you don't use it yourself, but it represents the most noble and perfect, so it must be used by vampires.

There is no other reason.

Vampires said that because they are the most perfect existence close to God.

If the system guesses the psychology of vampires, he will comment that vampires have already realized the true meaning of luxury goods. Luxury goods are not bought for use, but to flaunt their perfection.

In this way, a vampire without any material needs really is the perfect match for luxury.

While speaking, the vampires had already ticked off all the items on the shopping list. The prince looked at it from the beginning, and then he asked little Sif: "How does this work?"

Little Sif said in a daze, "Just find a post office and send it."

A vampire took the shopping list and was about to go out when little Sif remembered, he said, "Do you have an account?"

The vampire spread his hands, not knowing.

So little Sif sat down and began to explain how to set up an account at the bank.

The vampires continued to flip through the magazines while listening. When they saw that the most perfect brands in the world seemed to release new ones every season, the vampires suddenly felt that they had found a new purpose in life.

The system sighed, as expected, it was like a wealthy woman with a superior life and an extremely empty spirit. Such a person would easily fall into shopping addiction, using exaggerated shopping to cover up the emptiness in his heart.

The system suddenly realized that perhaps the vampires were a potentially huge customer group that no one had discovered.

Maybe the little master's future store can provide agency services to buy the world's luxury treasures for vampires.

The system is happy, there are indeed ways of making money in life.

At this time, the vampires in the conference room were already excited and felt that they didn’t want to go to sleep. Several young people looked at the extreme sports in the magazine with great interest, and seemed to want to try it. Looking at the judgments about quality life in magazines, I think about how to broaden the depth of life.

The prince was holding the shopping list. He felt that this time was really the right time. He hadn't felt that he was still a living person for hundreds of years.It feels good.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the castle, followed by a bang.

The vampires fell silent in an instant. They looked at the door, and suddenly stood up and quickly hid the magazine in their hands, moving as fast as an illusory shadow.

Little Sif looked blankly.

The prince turned his head and said carefully, "Duke Dracula is here."

The vampire explained in a low voice that Duke Dracula is the oldest vampire, the oldest group in the world, and the Romanian boss before them, this is a very old-fashioned old vampire.

They quickly grabbed little Sif and hid him hurriedly.