NPCs are my food reserves

There are so many marketing of the blood race, I believe you can understand better than me, the arrogance and strength engraved in our bones, the strength and dignity flowing in our blood, let us never worry about the rejection of human beings, because...the blood bag did not refuse s right.

Besides, it's just a game.

The vampire, who forgot about clearing the level and surviving for a moment, began to search the house with great interest.

Vampires who haven't been interested in novelty or novel chefs for a long time think that this may be because there is no chef among humans who can make blood food so delicious, or because this chef is free (?) .

——Yes, no matter how brilliant and domineering the vampire was before, it can't cover up the fact that I'm just a poor vampire now.

The vampire with a strong smile searched the hall on the first floor, only to find a hidden iron door in the corner next to it, which was close to the gloomy corner and almost integrated with the environment.

The vampire set his sights on the locked iron door, thinking in his heart that it wouldn't be so, is the kitchen going to be locked now?

He bent down, studied the lock carefully, and found that the dilapidated iron door was actually equipped with a combination lock.

Tsk, the vampire who had no clue about the password raised his fist twice.

The hard-hit iron door snapped open.

The vampire strode into the house and found that the room was twice as large as the bedroom on the second floor.

The room was a bit dark, and there was a large table for developing photos in the middle. The vampire approached and took out an unfinished photo from the table, but found that the photo was blank, as if the person who took the photo was just innocent. Just a shot of air.

Take out another photo, which is a photo of his bedroom, and the room is clearly captured from an overhead angle.

Take out another photo, which is still a photo of his bedroom, but the difference is that the quilt on the bed has a big bag.

The vampire gradually had a guess, so he took another photo, which turned his guess into the truth.

These photos should have been taken one by one by an unknown photographer when he entered the game. When he first entered the game, he cleaned up the room, slept under the quilt, and went downstairs to eat... The vampire stared at the photo in his hand , inexplicably want to laugh.

Hahaha there is a piece of steak sticking out of the floating fork, is this a sci-fi movie?

The name has been thought of "Shock!Why is my fork flying! "

Difficult for the photographer, the vampire secretly laughed, and then put the photo back on the table.

There is a notebook next to the table. The huge words "diary" are engraved on the notebook. The font that occupies the entire page seems to be afraid that the player will not see him, and it is specially dyed with a touch of fluorescent light in this dim room. green.

But the vampire, who found that there was no kitchen and no cook, was not interested in prying through other people's privacy, so he left the table.

Little did he know that even the green color of the notebook behind him was much dimmed because of his departure.

... Time passed quickly, I searched the whole house, and even kept knocking on the walls and floors with my buttocks to see if there was a secret door. The vampire finally admitted that in this building, let alone the kitchen, there is even a pot. nothing.

It seems that his gourmet dream has been dashed.

The vampire, who didn't know which link went wrong, was so depressed that he was listless even lying on the bed. He closed his eyes and began to recall the short-lived delicious food last night.

But the more aftertaste, the more anxious and unbearable, and the more unbearable, the more I miss it.The vampire jumped up from the bed: No, no one can refuse a vampire!

He stretched out his head under the bed and found that the bed was clean, so he rushed to the bathroom, looked up at the mirror, his expression in the mirror was subtle, seeing that his raised fist was unclear, he raised his eyebrows as if suddenly realized, and followed He stretched out his five fingers and scratched a cloth.

Unexpectedly, the raised fist did not let him go after all, it smashed the mirror with one punch and pulled him out.

The vampire looked at the cloud of gray mist in his hand, and said gloomily, "Do you know who in this building can cook?"

Seeing that the gray mist could not escape, it tremblingly stretched out a small gray tentacle, pointing to the door, the vampire stepped out of the door, the tentacle pointed to the stairs, the vampire went down the stairs, and the tentacle pointed to the iron door again , The vampire went in again.

The tentacles stretched a little, pointing to the diary on the table.

The vampire frowned at the diary, switched the gray mist to his left hand, and opened the diary with his right hand.

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Monday, December [-], sunny.

Today is a warm day, he lived in.

Oh, he tidied the quilt again, so hardworking and lovely.

He lay down and fell asleep so fast, isn't he tired?

Hope he won't be startled by my roommate when he wakes up, my roommate just likes to play tricks.

Oh, he woke up, he saw my roommate, I can't wait to hear his sweet screams. ...too bad he doesn't seem interested in my roommate.

But my roommate seemed to be taken aback, and kept talking about catching the demon master and catching the demon master...

What is a demon catcher?

Well, never mind.

……

Ah, he lay down in the bathtub, but unfortunately the bubbles covered the beautiful scenery.

He admired my paintings in the room, he really has a good eye.

He saw the chandelier, crystal, light, brilliance, plus some interesting gadgets.

He lay down suddenly, clutching his stomach.

Oh, he went out, he should be hungry, I know, human beings are always hungry so quickly, and they will die if they don't eat.

But as long as he reaches the first floor, he can see the dinner that I specially ordered the chef to prepare for him on the table!

Beef poured with blood, served with dried tear crystals, served with a glass of fresh blood.

Hope he likes it.

……

oh!God!I watched him eat all his dinners!

It's unbelievable how close our tastes are.

...he wished he could have a dinner like this tomorrow, oh my sweetheart, don't you know there is no such thing as a free dinner?

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After reading this page, the vampire felt a little uncomfortable. Did he encounter a wretched, peeping, peeping, pervert on the first day of the game?

But wait!

It is impossible for him not to notice that someone around him has been spying on him!

The vampire frowned, and suddenly thought of the crystal chandelier in the bedroom, and there was a black dot on that chandelier.

Pinhole camera? !

……

No, not right.The camera can't keep the noble figure of the blood clan, there must be something else that he has overlooked.

The vampire continued to look down.

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Tuesday, December [-], sunny.

He woke up, with a spring breeze on the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was looking forward to today's breakfast, but it was a pity...

He caresses his hair so carefully that even my roommate who lives in the mirror seems to be fascinated by his deep and clear blood-colored eyes.

Oh, those ruby ​​eyes really suit him.

He seems to like that long corridor very much, every time he stands on it, he will show nostalgic look, who is he missing?

I don't allow it!

But that's okay, he'll be...

He came down the stairs and he saw the empty table... oh my God, the disappointment in his eyes at that moment just tore my heart apart.

Alas, my dear sweetheart, I will give you whatever you want as long as you are willing to stay.

But now, I'm afraid you'll be starving for a while.

Oh, is he looking for something?

The upturned round lines really tickle the tip of my nose.

Yeah, he found the locked door, the code on the door is very simple, just ask my roommate who lives under the bed, what number is his favorite, and ask my roommate in the mirror, what is his favorite number? What letters do you like, ask again... Oh, I forgot, he is just a cute little one, how could he open it...

Oh...he opened it.

What an amazing power...

He saw the photo I took!

It's a pity, why can't my camera keep his image, otherwise, when we get old, we can still take it out and have a look.

Hee, he saw my notebook.

Open it quickly, cutie, open this notebook, and you will find me standing behind you!

Oops, he let go, what a spoiler, I was ready to give my cutie a surprise and warm hug.

He went back to his room and lay on the bed, looking a little depressed.

He got up again, he smashed the mirror and came down with my roommate.

Although the appearance of my roommate being caught by the little cutie is really pitiful, but roommate, you are really good.

Okay, cutie, close the diary when you see this, and then... look back at my dear me.

The author has something to say: Diary: Are you my cutie?Will you leave me a message cutie?