A 'Posthumous Photo'

If you can't control yourself, that would be incredibly embarrassing.

but...

From the videos I received, those ' Uncaged Zombie ' were clearly much weaker than me. Even if they were out of my control, I would just beat them to death.

"Don't be afraid!"

Moose quickly calmed himself down, but at the same time, he noticed something else.

Therefore, he quickly called the lab back and spoke with Dr. Paige.

"Moose? Have you finished?"

"... How can it be so fast? I'm still on my way. I'm calling to tell you that Bob and the others will probably guess what the lab has researched, so they'll send someone over."

"You know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry, although you are the capitalist, we also have the ambition to become capitalists. Now that we know we are the First Generation Blood Clan..."

"Then how could the number of vampires be allowed to increase at will?"

"Clever!"

Hearing this, Moose was immediately relieved, and after hanging up the phone, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Bob isn't stupid.

The others weren't either. Once they realized that they and those 'zombies' were actually vampires, they would definitely think about whether they had found anything on the 'cultivator's corpse' these past few days.

But what if you guessed it?

He and Page and the others have now joined forces. Others want to join? Sure, but they can't become the 'first generation' like them.

even...

Moose was quite looking forward to giving Bob a bite, turning him into her 'offspring' and making him controllable.

Because once he becomes under my control, wouldn't the entire Capitalist Income Protection Guild be forced to act only according to my orders and ideas?

but...

Etc!

Why should I bother with him? That guy is as ugly as a ghost. Wouldn't it be better for me to become the president myself based on my own abilities?

Even if I don't want to do it myself and find it too troublesome, can't I just bite a beautiful woman to sit in that position?

When there's work to be done, beautiful women do it; when there's nothing to do, beautiful women do it too. Isn't that great?

Moose felt more and more comfortable and went deeper into her thoughts, and for a moment she narrowed her eyes.

at the same time.

Bob was completely bewildered.

He wanted to curse.

"Fuck! What does Moose mean? How can he be a vampire? If he's a vampire, Laozi 'm an angel, I'm God!"

"Is he kidding me? Or... is all of this real?"

Amidst his angry outburst, Bob couldn't help but frown and ponder. Although he strongly disagreed with Moose's statement and was quite frustrated, he had no choice but to seriously consider the possibility of this matter.

"Perhaps... we'll only know once we see it."

"But what if he wants to control me and takes advantage of me?"

"If he really is a vampire, all he needs to do is give me a bite, and I will become his offspring, his puppet, and controlled by him..."

What should I do?

"To meet or not to meet?"

For a moment, Bob in a state of utter confusion and had no idea what to do.

Because the two have known each other for many years.

In fact, everyone knows each other inside and out.

It's like two kids who came from the same village. They slept together naked when they were little. Who wouldn't know who?

Then one of them suddenly claimed to be First Generation Blood Clan, boasting about it... How could the other possibly believe it?

What's most frustrating is that I've been frantically sending people to search for Superpower User, including vampires.

The other person was right beside me, but only told me now?

This is outright deception; in some ways, it could even be described as cheating on oneself!

"Wait, could it be that he only recently became a vampire?"

"... The cultivator's corpse?!"

Bob wasn't stupid either. He quickly came up with some ideas and started contacting people to go to the lab to find out the specifics, even bringing along various weapons.

"Etc!"

"Also, bring garlic and silverware as weapons. And get me some more garlic and silverware right now!"

Now that we know they are vampires, we should naturally find something that can restrain them.

And at that very moment.

Bob suddenly received a call from his subordinate...

It was a call from the Navy.

"Mr. Bob, I have some important news for you."

"What news? Tell me quickly!"

Bob was a little annoyed.

Are you crazy?

What the hell is going on? Zombies have been unleashed, it's Biohazard! It could even be a vampire uprising, you know?

What other important news could possibly concern me?!

"The nuclear submarine we sent to Purple Bamboo Island..."

"Um???"

Bob was startled. Upon hearing the beginning of the sentence, he immediately realized the seriousness of the matter and cheerfully interrupted the other person, "Is there a big discovery? Some very, very, very good news?"

"..."

The other party was also completely bewildered.

Are you fucking an idiot?

Can't you tell my tone is as grave as if someone's dead? And you're still asking if it's good news?

Do you use this tone when you have good news?

"On the contrary, Mr. Bob, I must remind you that instead of good news, we have very, very, very bad news!"

"Oh, that's shit!"

Bob is swearing.

"What news?"

The other person was even more annoyed. "Why didn't you interrupt me? Didn't I already finish speaking? Did you have to ask me a second time? It's like I'm unwilling to speak."

"... Our submarine has lost contact with us."

"What do you mean by 'losing contact'?!"

Bob raised an eyebrow. "What exactly happened?!"

"Before that, nothing happened. Although we were attacked by a large number of Ferocious Beast, our armor was tough enough that nothing serious happened."

"But then they suddenly said they flew up, and then... they saw cultivators from Hua Nation."

"And then, we lost contact."

"Fuck!"

Bob couldn't hold back any longer and yelled, "Fuck, fuck, fuck!"

"Another cultivator?!"

"Contact the Resident Happiness Living Department immediately! I demand an explanation!"

"But... we drove there secretly, this..."

"I don't care, I just want an explanation! How could such a large submarine of mine disappear? They must have hidden it!"

"And our soldiers!"

other side. "..."

"Contact them immediately!"

The other party. "... Yes."

The ' Biohazard ' in Los Angeles is even more terrifying.

Preliminary estimates suggest that at least 20,000 people have been eaten.

Many of those who escaped reported the incidents to the police and posted related videos and photos online.

At first, it only caused a stir within their own country.

At the same time, many people expressed disbelief.

But as more and more people shared their personal experiences, and some reckless video creators even went so far as to film and livestream themselves being attacked and bitten...

People believed it.

The entire Eagle Country was gripped by panic.

People are fleeing for their lives everywhere.

But at the same time, many more people are frantically hoarding guns and ammunition...

Of course, there were also quite a few people hoarding grain.

At the same time, their public security also experienced a major crisis in a short period of time, such as affecting some lower-class individuals...

No money, no way to stockpile food and weapons, but Biohazard is coming, and if we don't prepare, we'll die. What should we do?!

..., Rob!

Although the Biohazard is currently only raging in one block of Los Angeles, the entire Eagle Country has already 'responded actively'.

A Biohazard led to many families, even those not well-off, acquiring numerous color TVs, game consoles, mobile phones, luxury clothing, and handbags...

Meanwhile, other forces and countries are also actively responding and assessing the situation.

The capital city.

Ten leaders from the Resident Happiness Living Department gathered together. At their seats was a tablet computer with a video feed running, and their "heads" were "emerging" on the tablet.

At first glance...

Pfft.

The leader suddenly burst out laughing.

This instantly turned the originally serious and solemn atmosphere into something... comical.

"Why are you laughing?"

The seven deputy leaders were puzzled.

Because just now, the leader glanced at me and then... laughed out loud.

"It's nothing, it's just that I was too serious just now. From our perspective... if we don't look closely, you don't seem like you're making a video, you're more like a photograph sitting there."

The seven deputy leaders were stunned. "???"

Then...

He realized what was happening and was speechless. "Are you saying that's my funeral portrait?!"

"... Ahem, you said it yourself, I didn't say it."

Seven deputy leaders. "..."

"Okay, okay."

The second deputy leader hadn't noticed the problem before, but after being reminded by the leader, he took a closer look and couldn't help but twitch his lips, but still jumped out to smooth things over.

"The situation is urgent now, this is not the time for jokes, just say it."

"Let's discuss how to deal with the Biohazard in the Eagle Country first. Our people over there have sent back news that a real Biohazard has broken out, and the zombies are much stronger than those in movies and TV shows."

"What's strange is that these zombies don't seem to like eating meat?"

"But in any case, we still have to deal with it. We absolutely cannot let our guard down, and we cannot allow any problems to occur..."

"That's natural."

The leader nodded, but couldn't help glancing at the seventh deputy leader. "Ahem... Let's reduce the number of international flights. Everyone returning from abroad must undergo a comprehensive medical examination to ensure everything is in order!"

"Strengthen border patrols and strictly prevent illegal border crossings."

"Let Liu Gang and the others work a little harder..."

Orders are issued one by one. Normally, a vote by raising hands is required, but now, that's not necessary.

The arrangements were almost complete when a phone call came in, and it went directly to the second deputy leader's cell phone.

"Hello?"

After a brief pause, the second deputy leader smiled faintly and said, "No rush, no rush, General Smith."

"We haven't seen any submarines, wait!"

Then, his expression changed drastically, and he angrily shouted, "This is utterly outrageous! I protest!"

"A strong protest!"

On the 30th, the last day, more and more people exerted their efforts, with the Silver Alliance and Gold Alliance forming a queue...

However, Huan Yan still said the same thing: don't waste your money, it's not worth it. We're happy enough if we can support the original.

We'll do our best and leave the rest to fate. Goodnight, sweet dreams.

So... I'm going back to my hometown tomorrow for a holiday, and I'll also be getting a tooth pulled and some medical treatment done. I'll be quite busy.