After the nemesis HE [Quick Transmigration]

After confirming that no one was guarding the coffin, Qin Chu kicked over the coffin boards and jumped out of the coffin.

To his surprise, although the lid of the coffin was very thick and made of stone, the dead corners of the coffin were not sealed.When Qin Chu kicked, the force was a little stronger, and the coffin lid flew to the side and landed on the floor, making a dull sound.

This is a very weird room, the layout looks very retro, and traces of stone bricks can be seen on the wall.The entire room was as dark as the inside of the coffin. There was obviously a large floor-to-ceiling window on one side, but now the windows were completely covered by heavy curtains, so that no light could penetrate.

Only at the junction of the curtains and curtains, a faint light came in, indicating that it should be the time when the sun is shining outside.

What's even weirder is the layout of the room.

It is not a mourning hall in the conventional sense, the room is arranged like an exquisite bedroom, and there is a huge and ornately decorated mirror opposite.

However, the most important thing in the bedroom was replaced by another thing.

In the middle of the room, where the bed should be placed, there is the coffin that Qin Chu just jumped out of.

Qin Chu looked down at his clothes again.

A dark red retro dress, a pure black Crabart scarf, and a dazzling ruby ​​inlaid on the bow tie.There are layers of lace exposed at the cuffs of the two sleeves.

Admiral Qin has always been a tough guy, and he has never seen anything like lace on his body.He subconsciously frowned and pulled it, but didn't pull it off.

What made Qin Chu even more incomprehensible was that everyone was lying in the coffin, and there was a bright red rose pinned to his chest.

Is it going to be used on Huangquan Road to make a date?

Since the layout of the room was too anti-human, Qin Chu couldn't resist walking back to the side of the coffin to have a look.Only then did he realize that the coffin he had just jumped out of was nothing inferior to the outfit he was wearing.

The bottom of the coffin was covered with a layer of red flannelette, and a blooming rose was also engraved on the coffin board that he kicked aside.

Qin Chu was silent for a while.

Roses are engraved on the lid of the coffin, how fucking flamboyant is this?

Before Qin Chu could investigate more carefully, there was a sudden knock on the closed door of the room.

"Tuk Tuk", "Tuk Tuk".

Qin Chu stood aside, staring at the heavy double door, breathing lightly.

He glanced at the coffin board lying beside him, and hesitated for a while.

The current scene seems to be not conducive to the mental health of normal people. Should he lie down first?

Looking at the coffin again, Qin Chu denied this idea.

Anyway, the corpses were all blown up, and it wasn't too bad, so he just walked over and opened the door.

With a "click", the door opened.

There were three people dressed as waiters standing outside the door, the leading one was wearing a black tuxedo and white gloves, very similar to the outfit of a butler in a certain period of the ancient earth.

Seeing the door open, and standing behind the door was a person who should have been lying in the coffin, the three people outside the door were all taken aback.

Qin Chu originally thought that the next thing would be screaming into the sky.

He was thinking of various excuses in his mind, but instead of screaming, the leader looked at him worriedly:

"His Royal Highness, are you insomnia again?"

With a "bang", Qin Chu closed the door again.

Would a normal person's first reaction when seeing a fraudulent corpse be "brother, why are you insomnia"?

Noah, who had been pretending to be dead for a long time, sighed faintly: "Because they are not normal people..."

Qin Chu: "..."

This flamboyant style, the room where no light can be seen... reminded him of a very annoying humanoid creature.

Today, the empire has accepted many humanoid races.As the chief of the Imperial Army, Qin Chu treated most humanoid races equally, with one exception.

Admiral Qin was very unwilling to accept this result, and tried to deceive himself: "Noah, vampires don't sleep in coffins either."

Noah sighed again: "That's a fully modernized vampire from the empire period."

After living to a certain extent, who doesn't know that a bed is more comfortable than a coffin?

Admiral Qin struggled again: "I don't want to suck blood at all now."

It's even a little nauseating to think about.

"That's because vampires don't need to feed on blood every meal." Noah was very sympathetic: "Dear general, you want to open up. It is a good thing to have the opportunity to experience the living conditions of different races. After the first meeting, no one will attack you with your prejudice against vampires."

Qin Chu let out a "huh" and would rather be dragged to death by those old men than experience the life of a vampire.

At that time, vampires had just immigrated to the Empire, occupying a perennially lightless planet on the edge of the Empire.But this group of bastards are born to make trouble in their genes, and every night, vampires will run out to harass the humans on the surrounding planets.

And Qin Chu happened to be in charge of the law and order in that area. At first, he arrested them one by one, and then he couldn't bear it anymore and set up a power grid outside the vampire's planet.It's like making a large electric mosquito swatter, with a few human-shaped mosquitoes sticking to it every day.

After capturing these troublesome vampires, Qin Chu had no intention of letting them go, and hung them directly at the planet's port for public display.

So much so that during the time when Qin Chu was in office, the entire blood clan was terrified by the name Qin Chu.

And for this kind of creature that can obviously live on all kinds of artificial plasma or animal blood, but insists on crossing the warning line and running to the human planet to dance, Qin Chu doesn't like it at all.

"Let's discuss it and exchange it for me." Qin Chu tried to bargain with Noah.

Noah directly refuted: "Sir, I believe you have also discovered that this is actually a world where vampires and humans coexist. In such a world with mixed data, it is really not easy to find a suitable data body."

Speaking of which, Noah directly transmitted Qin Chu's current identity information: "Please keep in mind that you are the only prince in the blood clan. You have lived for a long time, and you are a highly respected elder in the entire blood clan."

"Oh." Qin Chu's face was frozen, without any sense of substitution.

Thanks to his professional experience, he really has no interest in becoming a respected elder in this race.

If Qin Chu was the elder of the blood clan, about two-thirds of the blood clan's population would have their legs broken by him, and the remaining third would all go to the training ground to practice hard.

Noah didn't care about Qin Chu's repulsion, and directly put the data body and the basic information of this world into Qin Chu's mind.

Whilst complaining, he also asked worriedly: "Sir, because of your extraordinary performance in the last world, I have to remind you that this data is highly weighted."

"So as long as you don't pay attention, the behavior of the collapse will be witnessed and recorded by a large number of data bodies, which is very easy to attract the attention of the mastermind."

Normal people will pay a little attention when they hear such words.

But although Admiral Qin looked like an anthropomorphic imperial military regulation, he always had a wild horse in his heart.

He thought for a while, and grasped the point very accurately: "You mean, as long as it is not seen by other data bodies, it will be fine?"

Noah: "..."

"Sometimes I have to sigh with emotion." Noah sighed very humanely, "Your understanding ability is really beyond the scope of human beings."

Qin Chu nodded calmly: "Thank you for the compliment."

Noah was so angry that the words were garbled.

Even though he said that, Qin Chu carefully looked through the information in his mind.

The tags marked red by Noah on the information are "caring for the same race" and "hating human beings". Before seeing the rest, Qin Chu was attracted by the length of the name column.

Brewster Alden Ludwig Elphinstone...

Due to too many words, Noah even changed the width of the name box on the data page, and added a hyphen at the corner.

Qin Chu stared at the long string of bald letters for two seconds, then quickly turned his eyes away to look at other things.

Noah was very dissatisfied, and knocked on the blackboard in his mind: "Sir, you can't do this. In the last world, you just couldn't remember other people's names. Don't come to this world, you can't even remember your own name! "

Qin Chu: "..."

He really didn't remember.

Admiral Qin has always been indifferent to this kind of information that invades his brain capacity and is of no great use.While looking at other information, he asked Noah casually: "I can't remember it anyway, is there a difference?"

"There's a big difference." Noah pulled out a piece of survey data again, "If you can't remember other people's names, it's called arrogance or a bad memory. But if you can't remember your own name that has been used for thousands of years, it's an IQ problem."

It seems to make sense.

But Qin Chu quickly found a reason to refute.

Outside the heavy velvet curtains, the harsh sunlight gradually turned soft, and then shrank into a bright red cloud in the sky, disappearing on the horizon with a brilliant aftertaste.

As the sky darkened, there was another knock on the door of Qin Chu's bedroom.

Qin Chu opened the door, and saw the brother who had asked him if he was having a nightmare standing outside the door: "His Royal Highness, good evening. I hope your sleep was not too disturbed by the nightmare."

This should be a housekeeper, followed by a servant carrying toiletries.

"See, as the only prince, they won't call me by my name at all." Qin Chu spoke eloquently.

Noah was once again angry at the sophistry of human beings.

Without waiting for the servant to come up to serve him, Qin Chu directly took the towel and finished washing in two or three strokes.

According to Qin Chu's usual style, this series of actions will not exceed 5 minutes at all.

When he finished tidying up his appearance and raised his head, he saw the housekeeper and several servants standing there staring at him blankly.

"What's the problem?"

No matter what kind of world, what kind of data, Qin Chu always spoke with a characteristic indifferent tone.

The butler immediately came to his senses, took out his pocket watch in a hurry, bent down and said apologetically, "Your Highness, your dinner will be ready in about one hour and twenty minutes, and I will try my best to rush to the kitchen."

After speaking, the butler left in a hurry with a strange expression on his face.

In the first world, Qin Chu and Noah were very nervous when they saw that the owner of the breakfast stall had a different expression.

But this time, Qin Chu just silently observed the servant's movements, and asked Noah, "What's going on?"

Noah was also at a loss.

He quickly checked the information, and then sorted out the prince's daily life process in detail.

Noah, who had been baptized by the rough men in the military since he was a child, was stunned: "My God, sir, after this prince climbs out of the coffin every day, it takes an average of one and a half hours to wash up!"

In addition to washing, there is also grooming, changing the roses on the chest, and choosing a suitable perfume.The cumbersome process is simply beyond the imagination of Noah's military system.

Upon hearing this, Qin Chu immediately lowered his head and looked at his body again.

That's right, it was the gender he was used to.

Noah was still pushing: "It's been close to two hours, you can get it done in three minutes, no wonder the servant finds it strange.".

Admiral Qin's face was even colder.

Out of a certain stereotype, he couldn't imagine the daily life of a man who got up and spent nearly two hours tinkering with himself every day.