After realizing how serious the strange changes in his body were, Dong Zhuo began his own investigation.
From the stone's origins to the foreigners' identities, Dong Zhuo spent several years researching and did uncover some information.
Even so, the changes in his body grew increasingly severe.
His skin turned deathly pale, without a trace of color, and sharp fangs grew from his teeth.
He became afraid of light. Whenever it touched him, his skin stung as though it were burning, but it healed on its own after every burn.
His diet changed from milk and eggs to the blood of various animals. Only then did he finally accept that he had become a vampire.
But the last shred of humanity in his heart had kept Dong Zhuo from drinking even a drop of human blood all these years.
After hearing Dong Zhuo's account, Chen Hao had a rough understanding of the situation. He had never imagined that vampires actually existed in this world.
"Mr. Dong, trust me. Let me try. I might really be able to help you."
Dong Zhuo looked at Chen Hao with deep skepticism. He wanted to refuse, but in the end, he agreed.
As the golden needles entered his body one after another, Chen Hao immediately detected the abnormalities within Dong Zhuo.
Dong Zhuo's body still retained its basic human appearance and had not undergone any particularly drastic outward changes.
But after probing further, Chen Hao discovered that although his acupuncture points, meridians, and even his vital organs were still there, their functions had changed completely from those of an ordinary person. The methods in the Yellow Emperor's Book of Changes simply could not treat him.
Watching Chen Hao put away the golden needles, Dong Zhuo smiled as though he had expected this. "No use, right?