The toilet door incident

It was night.

In an alley between two buildings, an ordinary bathroom door appeared out of thin air on a wall. A man's voice came from inside.

"Bro, let me use the bathroom first!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the handle turned, and Yang Bo strode out. Through the gap, the room behind him was still visible, along with Yang Tao standing inside.

"Wh... where am I?"

Yang Bo looked around blankly. Towering buildings rose on either side, a wall blocked off the left end, and the right led out to a road.

"Where the fuck am I? What's going on?"

"Bro..."

Just as he turned around, the bathroom door that had appeared on the wall vanished right before his eyes.

He hurriedly reached out, but all he touched was the cold wall. It was a little damp, too...

He instinctively sniffed his hand, and his expression changed instantly. "Who the hell has so little decency? Pissing wherever they please-and so fucking high up!"

The stain on the wall cast a shadow over his heart, too. He quickly stepped back twice, retreating from the wall that had so thoroughly horrified him, but his desperate need to pee made him hesitate.

"A man's not going to die from holding his piss! If they can piss here, so can I!"

He stopped worrying about his situation, checked that nobody was around, and answered nature's call. After a shiver, he gave it a shake and tucked it back in.

The squeal of brakes rang out nearby. Yang Bo instinctively looked over and saw a black van stop at the mouth of the alley.

Two men got out and walked straight toward him.

"Foreigners? Did I end up in another country, too?"

As a veteran bookworm who spent his time online, he was more than familiar with transmigration. He had only gone to use the bathroom and somehow ended up here. If this wasn't transmigration, what else could possibly explain it?

The two burly men approached without a word, their eyes cold as they looked at him.

What's going on? Is public urination illegal here?

While Yang Bo stood there at a loss, the two men reached out and grabbed him without hesitation.

"What are you doing?"

Yang Bo immediately struggled, but he was clearly much weaker than the two men. Still, his years of experience fighting helped him calm down quickly. He picked one of them, lifted his foot, and stomped hard on the man's instep.

Before Yang Bo could seize the chance to escape, the man he had stomped on pulled out a syringe and plunged it straight into his body.

Fuck, I'm screwed...

Within seconds, Yang Bo felt himself growing sleepier and sleepier, his eyes closing against his will. Modern anesthetics were simply not something an ordinary person's willpower could resist.

An unknown amount of time passed before Yang Bo slowly opened his eyes, a sharp pain shooting through his arms.

Looking up, he saw that his hands were bound and he was hanging from an overhead rail like something in a pig slaughterhouse. He wasn't alone. Many other men and women hung around him.

He instinctively tried to call for help, only to discover that his mouth had been tightly sealed with tape.

The situation instantly calmed him down... like hell it did.

For fuck's sake! Doesn't this mean I'm a pig waiting to be slaughtered?

I'm still a virgin! I can't die like this!

Footsteps suddenly sounded, and a figure appeared before him. The man instinctively glanced up at him.

The two stared at each other, wide-eyed.

For a moment, the atmosphere was awkward.

The man wore a red hoodie and blue jeans. His short black hair gave him a neat, sharp look, but Yang Bo couldn't shake the feeling that his face was a little pale, as though he had been run-down for a long time.

"Hey, Keller, some of the food woke up!"

A delighted smile appeared on the man's face as he called behind him. Hanging overhead, Yang Bo's view was blocked by the other pieces of "food," so he had no idea who the man was talking to.

But he soon caught sight of the man named Keller.

A typical white man walked over, dressed much like the first man, except that his hoodie was black.

"Where, buddy?"

Keller asked the moment he arrived, excitement filling his voice. Even someone as bad at reading people as Yang Bo could tell that these two were very happy.

I can actually understand everything they're saying. Is this English? Is this some perk that came with transmigrating?

Before transmigrating, his English had barely extended beyond knowing that "come" meant coming, "go" meant going, a nod meant "yes," and a headshake meant "no."

But the word "food" in their conversation filled Yang Bo with unease. It was obvious that the "food" they were talking about was him.

Following the other man's directions, Keller also locked eyes with Yang Tao.

"Didn't expect to find such excellent food this time. Take him down and send him to the party first!"

Keller couldn't suppress his smile as he looked at Yang Bo. An ordinary human injected with the anesthetic would remain unconscious for at least two days, yet this guy had woken up in just half a day. Whatever the reason, he qualified for the Blood Party.

At the thought, Keller couldn't help licking his lips.

Yang Tao had no chance to resist before he was taken straight to an underground dance club. The moment he entered, the deafening music drowned out all the voices around him. Beautiful figures swayed their alluring bodies on the dance floor.

Yet the scene felt familiar. Combined with what he had learned earlier, it brought a few words springing into Yang Bo's mind.

Vampires! Blade!

They fed on humans, the dance club looked familiar, and greedy eyes surrounded him. Yang Bo finally guessed where he had transmigrated.

But that realization filled him with unwillingness to accept his fate.

If the people around him were ordinary humans, he could at least seize a chance to bite one of them to death. Against these inhuman beings, though, Yang Tao was truly helpless.

"Rilia, he's all yours. He's tonight's 'dessert'!"

A scantily clad woman walked over. At Keller's words, she reached out and took Yang Bo, smiling seductively. "I never expected we'd get a catch like this!"

As she spoke, she reached out and stroked Yang Bo's face, smiling as she said, "Hehe, handsome, today is definitely going to be a day you'll never forget..."

After half a day, the tape on Yang Bo's face had long since loosened. He twisted his head slightly and freed his mouth, then looked calmly at the woman before him and quietly said one thing.

"Beautiful, could you help me lose my virginity before I die?"