Forced to lie down after wearing cannon fodder [Quick Transmigration]

Wen Chu was a little shocked, he looked at Lavelle.It's not right to hold the things in your hand, and it's not right to throw them away.

Lavelle didn't say anything, and walked away.

Lu Yuan smiled.He came out, leaned against the door as if he had no bones, and waved his hand at Wen Chu: "Hold the account book first, see you next time."

"...Goodbye." Wen Chu thought for a while, but still kicked the small electric baton in his hand, and followed Lavelle's footsteps.

The two were walking in the corridor, Wen Chu didn't know why, he turned his head and looked behind him.

Lu Yuan was still standing there, wearing a long white gown, with his hands in his trouser pockets, but his face was no longer as careless as before, looking at the direction they were leaving without blinking, his untrimmed beard showed his whole body The person is much haggard, and the emotion revealed in the eyes seems to be nostalgic, and it is quite dignified.

But after seeing Wen Chu's gaze, he smiled at him.

Don't start at the beginning.

Looking at Lu Yuan's handbook, Wen Chu felt that he should have known Lavelle's mother, and the relationship was not ordinary.

So Lu Yuan gave him this thing, probably because he was afraid that Lavelle would become addicted to blood sucking like other vampires, and he would not be able to quit in the future, and even more afraid that if he didn't hold back, he would regret for the rest of his life if he did something.

From a larger perspective, Lavelle's actions are nothing more than worsening the relationship between him and the human camp. After all, probably every blood-sucking noble enjoys this kind of life without doing anything, and there is a steady stream of sacrifices .

This small electric baton can also be used for self-defense. Facing other vampires, Wen Chu can at least have the ability to resist.

They got into the car where they had parked when they came, and they sat in the back seat together.After the car drove out of the building and the surrounding light became brighter, Wen Chu couldn't wait to take out the things Lu Yuan gave him to study.

In fact, there is nothing to study, there is only a sliding button on it, he held the thing away from himself, squinted his eyes, and moved the button up one step very slowly, and the small electric stick instantly lit up.

A well-knit hand reached out to hold the electric baton, and light leaked from between his fingers.

Wen Chu looked at Lavelle.

"Try one more step," Lavelle said.

Pushing his thumb upwards, the light from the electric baton became brighter, but Lavelle still held it firmly, his expression as usual.

Wen Chu looked at him, moved up one space, and then another space. The man remained unresponsive, as if he was holding a light bulb that could emit different levels of light and heat.

Wen Chu couldn't hold back and asked, "Did Lu Yuan remove the light from the roof and give it to me?"

Suddenly there was a chuckle from the side.

When Wen Chu looked at it, Lavelle let go of his hand, as if he was not interested in this thing.

Wen Chu simply moved to the top, twisting wires like silver snakes popped out suddenly, making a "Zi Zi la la" sound in the air, the electric rod buzzed and dangled, and the inside of the car By this light it is like day.Wen Chu was not mentally prepared at all. He was taken aback by the huge movement, and threw the thing out of his hand reflexively.

The electric prod hit the seat in front of it, and cut the entire back of the seat deeply like tearing paper. The speed of the fall was not affected at all, and it seemed that it was about to touch Wen Chu's toes.Lavelle bent down slightly, stretched out his hand, and the electric baton fell firmly into his hand.

He slid the button down, and the dazzling light inside the car disappeared.

It's just that the poor seat was cut in half, and the middle was burnt. It was still emitting wisps of smoke, and the car could still smell burnt.

The driver sitting in front was frightened, and the car came to a sudden stop.

Wen Chu was dragged by the seat belt, but his body still leaned forward uncontrollably. Lavel put a hand on his shoulder and pushed him back.

Wen Chu looked at the mess in front of him in shock, and slowly exhaled: "I..."

"It's okay," Lavelle inserted the small electric prod into his waist casually, "This is too dangerous, I'll give it to you tomorrow."

Wen Chu pursed his lower lip.

Suddenly a horn sounded from behind.

Wen Chu looked back, only to find that there was a big truck behind him. He tilted his head and saw that there was a row behind this truck.

He froze for a moment and asked, "Is it escorting you back? It shouldn't be such a big show."

"No."

Wen Chu turned to look at him.

Lavelle paused before saying, "That's the supplies for the blood race."

Wenchu ​​couldn't be more clear about what "supplies" are. Bread, milk, vegetables, clothing, seeds, tools, all kinds of necessities for life, and... human beings, this is what they like best.

"The door of the Blood Race can only be opened from the inside, so if you want to go back, you can only follow this team." Lavel bounced the seat in front, "Continue to drive."

The car starts and moves forward.

Wen Chu glanced back again: "Why do you want to give supplies to the blood race? Is there any agreement signed?"

"There was a war between the blood race and humans 30 years ago. In the end, the two parties signed an agreement and reached an agreement. Human beings will give the blood race the necessary items every three months, including the human blood that the blood race needs most. During this period, the blood race will not step out of the boundary. "

So this kind of thing is inevitable until the current situation changes.Sacrifice the interests of a few human beings in exchange for the stability of the entire human world.

Wen Chu didn't speak any more along the way.

The sun outside the window gradually moved westward, and a row of cars crossed the Baili Road, dusty and finally arrived at the destination.

A row of large trucks behind them stopped by the side of the road, and people began to come down and move the heavy boxes inside the truck to the woods.

Wen Chu glanced at the long box. The original owner was in a coma at the time and didn't know what happened. It was probably transported here in this way.

The setting sun has dyed half of the sky red, and the path in the woods is scattered with light.

Wen Chu and Lavelle waited in front of the gate of the Blood Race, because there were so many things, it took a lot of time to go back and forth.

Wen Chu sat cross-legged on the ground, holding a branch in his hand that he broke off randomly when passing through the woods just now, and scratched and pulled on the ground.

Lavel looked down and saw that Wen Chu first drew a tree diagram, then drew a few circles, and crossed some of the circles.

Ravel watched quietly, and kept silent.

Wen Chu stopped his hands slowly, put down the branches, put his elbows on his legs, and put his hands on his face, as if he was a little depressed.

"What are you drawing?" Ravel asked.

"I was just thinking," Wen Chu said, picking up the branch again, and pointing down from the top of the tree, "there are three states of existence for blood races and humans, only humans, only blood races, and both. But There is no one in the blood family who cannot survive, so the second possibility does not exist."

He pointed to the circle marked with a cross, and the branch continued to move to the next level: "The two ways of getting along can be simply divided into two types, good and bad. The bad is probably like the current situation where human beings are exploited. , sending innocent human children as sacrifices, this situation is not what we want. As for the good..."

Humans and vampires live in peace.Wen Chu even wondered if it would be possible to set up a special department to be managed by people like Lavelle who are capable and not biased towards the vampires, so as to control the vampires and prevent them from killing and sucking blood at will, and restrict them within the law.

It doesn’t matter if you like it or not. After all, isn’t everyone like this, doing things they don’t like every day, trying to survive every day, if everyone can do whatever they want, only do what they like, and get something for nothing, the world will It should have been messed up.

It won't be long before they get used to the law and human life, maybe the two will be able to live in peace, and it may even rekindle the blood race's desire for a family, and then get married and have children.

But after Wen Chu saw the oil painting, he gave up this idea.

Human beings can be transformed into blood races, few people can resist extremely strong abilities, and few people can resist a lifespan of up to a thousand years.

It is easy for the blood race to overthrow the rule of humans. They only need to let humans drink some blood, and their camp will continue to expand.

After all, the coexistence of vampires and humans is the greatest injustice.Why some people can enjoy a long life, while others can only live a short life.Why is it that some people can look young, while others are full of wrinkles in the blink of an eye.

So there is only one possibility left.

Wen Chu looked up at Lavelle: "Do you... want the blood race to disappear?"

Lavelle looked at him, and after a while, he said "hmm".

"Then what about yourself?" Wen Chu asked, "Have you left yourself a way out?"

When he said this, a gust of wind happened to blow over him, and the setting sun shone warmly on his body, outlining a hazy outline. Lavel looked at him from top to bottom, as if falling into those extremely clear eyes.

Ravel originally didn't leave a way out for himself. He died when he died. Since he was born, his surroundings seemed to be gray, full of death, war, and greed and desire everywhere he looked. Secretive.

It's just that now, since Wen Chu asked that sentence, Lavelle doesn't know why, he really doesn't know why, there is such a thing, and he wants to leave a trace of life for himself.

He glanced at the gate of the blood clan, stretched out his hand and pulled Wen Chu up, with a gentle tone that he didn't realize: "Let's go in together."

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