Actually, We're Vampires!

Moose's heart clenched instantly.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be the person responsible for delivering their meals, but now he was a corpse, his neck and even his hands covered in teeth marks.

This scene was somewhat terrifying.

But Moose is by no means unfamiliar.

Tooth marks?!

Thinking of the women he had bitten a couple of days ago, he was initially shocked, but quickly came to his senses...

This should also be one of the side effects?

Want to bite someone?

Are the side effects significant?

Big!

But Moose really wasn't afraid.

If you want to bite someone, but not yourself, what's there to be afraid of?

But this matter cannot be exposed, because it would be enough to prove that the God's Flower is a half-finished product that is far from successful...

"It seems there's some trouble."

He said softly, "This side effect, I'm afraid..."

In fact.

They themselves were unaware that, as the ' First Generation,' they were actually quite 'advanced' beings, able to retain human consciousness and thought, though they possessed some instincts.

However, under normal circumstances, these instincts can be controlled.

Of course, under abnormal circumstances, there is no such thing as restraint.

Why were the food delivery people bitten?

Because one of them had cut his hand and was bleeding, and there was a smell of blood!

Then...

Someone was there but no one lived there, so I took a bite.

In this situation, even if they are ' First Generation ' God's Flower infected, they would inevitably be unable to resist.

As a result, these people suffered.

Moose frowned slightly. "Why didn't anyone notify me?"

"I was the one who told them not to notify them yet."

Dr. Paige glanced at him and said, "It seems that the God's Flower has some flaws now. It hates loud noises and... wants to drink blood."

"And, have you noticed?"

"What did you find?"

Moose was puzzled.

Dr. Paige didn't say much, but simply opened his mouth and grinned.

"This."

He spoke.

At the same time, a pair of fangs appeared before Moose, gleaming like jade under the light...

"You haven't grown them yet? Maybe it's just not the right time?"

Dr. Paige and her upper lip make her fangs disappear.

Moose was immediately shocked, but not too panicked. His expression remained unchanged. "... No one else?"

"However, it's impossible for me to have it, since I didn't get injected with the God's Flower."

"Hehe."

At that moment, everyone glanced at him and sneered.

"We are the same kind of people. Do you think we wouldn't feel it? When we smell your scent, we don't have that instinctive urge to drink blood!"

Moose raised an eyebrow, knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, and said no more.

"So, what do you suggest we do?"

"This problem is neither too big nor too small. It's a lingering effect, but we can tolerate it. However, the public may not be able to accept it."

"I will definitely not accept it."

Page shook his head and emphasized, "Because if we inject people with the God's Flower in large numbers and turn them into ' Superman '."

"That means more and more ordinary people will be bitten and have their blood sucked."

"Which ordinary person do you think would be willing to do that?"

Only an idiot would want to see this happen!

Moose muttered to himself.

Ordinary people aren't mindless animals. Knowing full well that you might come to suck their blood after you've been transformed, why would they just laugh and watch you transform?

You're insane!

"But we also need to solve the current problems. Biohazard... While such things, if controlled properly, won't turn into the end of the world like in the movies, they are absolutely not to be ignored."

"And this is precisely the time for us to display the God's Flower."

"Give me some, and I'll take my trusted men and transform them, then go and resolve this Biohazard..."

"Biohazard?"

Page and the others pondered for a moment.

But soon, Dr. Paige shook her head again. "I don't think it's necessary."

"What?"

"Because I am now a much more noble being. Zombies? The existence of such lowly creatures can demonstrate our status?"

Moose felt increasingly confused and quickly asked, "What exactly do you mean?"

"Don't you understand now that you've seen my fangs?"

Page chuckled twice.

"In your memory, what creature has fangs, loves to drink blood, hates noise, loves elegance, and is also incredibly strong and fearless of swords and spears?"

"This..."

After a brief moment of shock, Moose came to her senses. "A vampire?!"

"It sounds awful."

Dr. Paige smiled and shook her head, "You should say... vampire."

"Yes, vampires."

The others smiled.

Some even grinned, revealing fangs that were already half-grown. "You should be close too, at most a day later than us."

So we're vampires?!

Moose was a little confused.

"This..."

"Isn't the God's Flower extracted from the saliva samples of cultivators? Why would it turn us into vampires?"

"We have already discussed and analyzed the situation!"

Dr. Paige waved his hand, his expression growing increasingly agitated. "What cultivators?!"

"Who said this person is a cultivator?!"

"In my opinion, they are clearly our ancestors, the true powerhouses among the vampires!"

"It's just that for some reason, he fought a great battle with Hua Nation cultivators, was ultimately defeated, and died."

"But she is still our ancestor, and we... should maintain the utmost respect and humility towards our ancestors, and pray that they will guide us on the way forward."

Moose: "..."

What the heck?!

The more I talk, the more mystical it gets, so what am I supposed to do now?!

Returning to the ancestors of the vampires?

How did a cultivator become an ancestor of the vampires?

But if she wasn't the ancestor of the vampires, then why did the God's Flower, which multiplied from the virus in her saliva, turn us all into vampires?!

This is...

At this moment, Moose had accepted the fact that he was a vampire.

after all...

Their behavior is actually quite similar to that of vampires, not to mention that they have started to grow fangs, and some have even grown them completely.

What else could this be but a vampire?

"Do you understand now?"

Dr. Paige laughed again, "We are the noble vampires, and only vampires are our kind. Humans? Let some die, so be it."

"Moreover, the appearance of lowly creatures like zombies only serves to highlight our nobility, doesn't it?"

"Let them cause some more trouble. If they can't control themselves, then we'll take action."

"With forty ' Superman ' here, what are we afraid of regarding Biohazard?"

"At that time, we will be 'divine warriors descending from the heavens,' we will be disaster nemesis, we will be saviors!"

"But before that..."

Page pointed to the camera. "Analyze the recordings and destroy them all immediately. We can't let anyone know how we became vampires."

"We need to make people believe that we are inherently a noble bloodline."

"Then, the most important thing is to immediately build a fine coffin for our ancestors. Just leaving it here is a great disrespect to them."

Moose: "..."

Okay!

What the hell is this plot twist and development?

This is completely different from what I expected!

I came here to get the God's Flower, then lead a group to show off and suppress zombies, okay? But suddenly, I've had to accept the fact that I'm a vampire, and even have to disregard humans, treating them as two completely different species...

The most ridiculous thing is that, damn it, zombies have appeared too!

Thinking of this, he suddenly frowned. "Vampires have appeared... What about angels? Could it be that they're also..."

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions turned rather unpleasant.

After all, angels and vampires are mortal enemies, so if there really are angels, they're bound to fight.

So, can our side win?

I'm afraid it will be difficult!

"Therefore... we cannot expose ourselves prematurely."

Dr. Paige emphasized.

But just then, Moose's phone rang.

After the call connected, before Moose could speak, Bob's jealous and excited voice came through. "Moose, don't say anything yet, listen to me!"

"We now have confirmed information that it's not Biohazard; on the contrary, those people are very likely vampires!"

"I'm on my way there now. If possible, I'll try to cooperate with them when they help deal with the cultivators and resist the targeting by the Resident Happiness Living Department."

How's your research going?

"Has there been any breakthroughs?"

Moose was stunned after hearing this.

Even Dr. Paige and other experts, who had been so confident and assured of their success, were dumbfounded and speechless.

This is insane!

Is he mentally ill or something?

Are they deliberately going against us?!

Dr. Paige, in particular, was so uncomfortable that he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

I just spoke! I need to keep a low profile and not reveal that we're vampires. After all, we're still weak and can't be discovered by the angels, otherwise we might be wiped out...

But in the blink of an eye, less than two seconds later, you tell us that there's a group of 'vampires' causing trouble outside, and it's been mistaken for Biohazard?

That's a real slap in the face!

I just told you, you don't need to worry about this ' Biohazard ' situation, okay?

Now it seems, what can we do? Not only do we have to manage it, but we absolutely must manage it, and we must manage it as soon as possible!

It's so uncomfortable...

"Ah, I... I understand. Our progress here is limited. President, you should deal with things over there first. I'll call you back later."

The call ended.

Moose's expression changed slightly.

Meanwhile, experts like Page gradually realized what was happening, their gazes lingering on Moose with ill intent.

"None of us have left the lab, so it's impossible for us to have spread the God's Flower. And as far as we know, you're the only one who has left the lab in the past few days, Mr. Moose?"

Moose's face also turned pale. At this moment, how could he not have reacted?!

This is clearly something I brought upon myself!

"I...I didn't give the God's Flower to anyone else."

"So you bit someone?"

Moose nodded helplessly.

Did it bite anyone?

They bit off quite a few! And seven of them were bar girls.

Social butterfly, the kind you see on public buses...