The Zombie Tide

The man cursed loudly as he charged forward.

The man collapsed.

Fang Cheng did not kill him for his insults, merely knocking him unconscious; after all, he was a magnanimous person.

The freckled girl merely cast a worried glance at her boyfriend, then continued to gaze at Fang Cheng with watery eyes, leaning in with a flushed face.

Then she collapsed as well, joining her boyfriend on the floor to dream.

The bartender and the drunkard stared in a daze. Wasn't the natural progression of events supposed to be a pleasant conversation followed by them heading off to bed together?

What kind of move was knocking her out too?

Fang Cheng finished the water in his glass and turned to look at the young man sitting nearby. "Do you know me?"

He glanced at the data hovering above the youth's head.

Name: Bevis

Level: 68

Gender: Male

Species: Vampire

Affinity: -6

A Vampire of Ace-rank appearing suddenly in this rural town—he was likely a competitor who had entered the Undead Kingdom.

Bevis set down his glass and spoke in a respectful tone, "Yes, I have seen your photograph."

Fang Cheng asked again, "Are you one of Dracula's subordinates?"

"No, I am a lone wolf. I have always lived in North America."

Aside from his respectful attitude, Bevis handled himself with ease, appearing composed even when facing the Blood Emperor.

But Fang Cheng knew he was currently very nervous—nervous enough to be ready to bolt at any moment.

"Don't be nervous. I have no interest in you."

Fang Cheng offered a word of reassurance. "You came to this town to wait for the monsters in this region to emerge on their own?"

Bevis did not relax at Fang Cheng's words, though he maintained a relaxed facade and nodded. "Yes, I am