Chapter 1526: Human Stalk (30)
No wonder the older generation always said you had to leave people with a good impression.
Fu Qian owed all his current success, one could say, to the kindness of his fellow townsfolk.
Vampire. Demigod.
Since he'd stolen the face-sculpting idea from the great Annalise, he certainly had no intention of defiling the image of a vampire.
Fortunately, after many days, he'd already formed quite a bond with these ancient species.
Every movement he made carried even more of a vampire's distinctive grace than the genuine article. Even the surface tension of the blood flowing from him seemed elegant.
He wasn't playing a vampire out of some twisted amusement.
Even with his theory about "consensus," putting it to use was far from simple.
People's hearts were ever-changing. And in their current predicament, the many wills in play had already begun to stir beneath the surface, spurred on by the urge to survive.
Now he needed to guide them and bring them together, turning a trickle into a united force that could lift him up.
The slightest unnatural detail could make them veer off the path he'd laid out.
This wasn't a matter of moving too fast or too slowly. It was the fundamental difference between going with the flow and pushing against it.
Here was a simple example: Jining hadn't managed to pull the dagger free, but he had.
That contrast gave him a fine point of leverage, one that could help him break free from the constraints of his original image—provided he could offer a suitable explanation.
And being a demigod, on its own, wasn't enough to make the transition seamless.
After all, Jining was a demigod herself, yet she hadn't been able to pull it free.
In this situation, a special constitution seemed