Kraven unscrewed the blood bag and replied, "Bought from the human world... or occasionally Werewolf blood will do."
"Blood from the human world?" Hermione frowned.
"Yes, but we're only responsible for buying them; how they came to be is not our concern," Kraven clarified.
At this moment, Trillian blurted out something out of the blue. "I have a feeling that the situation among vampires is about to turn around."
This abrupt remark drew everyone's attention to her, and Trillian then relayed Michael's concerns from the living room: the development of human technology, the potential madness that immortality might cause, and the risk of government intervention.
" Michael is right." Hermione nodded in agreement. "Just like the wizarding world, it will eventually separate from the human world. The rules of the two worlds are completely different. Forcing them together will only bring disaster."
Kraven and Selene's expressions changed; they could naturally sense the weight and danger behind those words.
Just then, Trillian posed another question:
"Do you think that in the future, humans will all have superhuman strength and live forever? Wouldn't the world be in chaos? After all, the population growth rate is just too fast..."
"No, it won't," Kraven said confidently.
"The day the news leaks, everyone who knows will be silenced. The authorities will immediately block the news, and anyone who continues to spread rumors will be locked up as a mental patient. Most ordinary people simply don't believe these absurd claims, while the authorities will secretly move in to capture werewolves and vampires, keeping them captive for their own use."
"That's true." Trillian instantly understood. "To put it bluntly, the fewer people who benefit, the more benefits they get; the more ignorant and powerful the lower classes are, the more stable and lasting the rule will be."
"You've already figured it out?" Kraven chuckled.
"Didn't you just make it quite clear?"
Trillian shrugged.
Draco had no interest in participating in the discussion and started eating on his own, while Hermione beside him didn't touch a single bite. Her brows were slightly furrowed, clearly still processing the conversation they had just had.
Draco smiled indulgently and shook his head, then simply picked up a small piece of food and held it to her lips. "Here, open your mouth."
Hermionesi were interrupted, and she was startled by Draco's actions. She glanced at the group, her cheeks flushing, but she still ate the food he offered, and then emphasized:
"I can eat by myself..."
Draco chuckled, and seeing their interaction, Trillian rolled her eyes again. "Ugh, never mind, the food'll get cold if we keep talking, and I'm hungry too." She then picked up her utensils and began to focus on the food in front of her.
Taking this opportunity, Selene asked Kraven, "Do you still want power? The race is doomed."
"It can't be destroyed; at most, it'll just linger on, barely clinging to life." Kraven shook his head with certainty.
"What we need to do now is to first complete the transfer of power, and then completely separate our ethnic group from human society."
"How do we divide it? Where are there no humans yet?"
Selene countered with a question.
Kraven's gaze shifted to Draco and Hermione, who were calmly eating on his left, and he said, enunciating each word clearly, "The Wizarding World."
"What a hassle!" Draco paused in his eating, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said with a look of disgust, "We just came here to find Werewolf, how come the more we solve problems, the more trouble we have?"
Hermione stopped eating and analyzed rationally, "This is probably not a good thing. Every species should have its own place. The Britain Wizarding World is still discriminating against and ostracizing dark Magical Creatures —you should be handed over to the North America Congress for processing. They are more tolerant of species than Britain."
"Thank you." Kraven knew that even if the matter were to be handed over to the North America Congress, it would still require Draco and his group to push it through.
Trillian swallowed the food in her mouth and interjected, "This matter needs careful consideration; there's no rushing it. Kraven, before we go any further, tell me, what exactly went wrong that forced you to this point?"
At this moment, Kraven's blood bag was empty. He placed the empty blood bag on the edge of the coffee table and slowly said, "In their normal human form, vampires can suppress the virus within their bodies, returning to a human metabolic pattern. With a normal diet, the virus grows slowly."
"But once combat mode is activated, the virus will be fully activated, its metabolic rate will surge, and toxin accumulation will accelerate."
"After a battle, we need blood to replenish our energy, and each replenishment further increases the accumulation of toxins. Therefore, we need to enter a period of hibernation approximately every hundred years."
"And," Kraven's tone grew heavier, "... moreover..."
"This once-in-a-century hibernation is a bottomless pit; before hibernation, a massive amount of blood is needed to maintain vital signs."
"In addition to the daily consumption of power, blood resources are always in short supply. In order to survive, the higher-ups can only strictly control the population growth. Once the number exceeds the limit by too much, humanity may not be able to tolerate our existence."
"But Werewolf are different," Kraven, mentioning the werewolf clan. " Werewolf only need to eat meat, but they need a huge amount, and their population reproduces very quickly. They must be controlled, otherwise they will not only squeeze the vampires' living space, but one day they might offend humans and cause a disaster that affects the vampires—that would be troublesome."
"So Victor came up with a solution. Those low-level, menial jobs always need to be done. Werewolf need little rest, only four to six hours of sleep, and can work eighteen hours a day. Eating more isn't a problem, since it's all just pig feed anyway. Vampires are responsible for enjoying the high-quality, green food—and Werewolf can serve as a backup blood bank."
Finally, Kraven looked at Trillian and summarized, "In short, these Werewolf are the beasts of burden for their pack."
"But after the Werewolf rebelled, the lower-ranking vampires had to do the work the Werewolf used to do, working more than ten hours a day. So how could these vampire fools not hate the Werewolf?"
"And with the scammers fanning the flames, things will explode—it's all those Werewolf' fault that we're living like beasts of burden."
Trillian was stunned and spoke up for the Werewolf, saying, "Seriously? It's wrong for a Werewolf not to want to be a beast of burden?"
"Of course they're wrong in their eyes!" Kraven immediately chimed in, "If you won't be a slave, and he won't be a slave, then am I supposed to be one?! The Werewolf ' rebellion directly infringes upon the core interests of the lower-class vampires! Before, they were at least somewhat respectable, called the middle class; now, they've all become slaves."
"If you were in my shoes, wouldn't you hate it?"
"6..." Trillian was speechless.
Kraven ignored her reaction and instead recounted his past absurdity. "Actually, the time when I hated Werewolf the most was when I was in vampire school..."