~《》~     Chapter 317 Lin Bao refused to take in

"Old man, he said that the old monster is still alive..." Lin Zixian translated Smith's words to Lin Bao.

"I'm really alive? It turns out that he is the leader of the entire blood clan. No wonder he has two brushes." Lin Bao frowned and said, "I've been sleeping for a hundred years. What do you want to sleep for a hundred years? Calculate the time, isn't it just the matter of his retreat from China?"

Lin Zixian knew what he wanted to know, turned his head and asked Smith, "Why did that Prince Clark sleep for a hundred years?"

After pondering for a while, Smith said slowly: "Often the strong men in the blood clan are older elders. Those elders have to suck their blood food before sleeping, so every time they sleep, their strength will be improved."

"What do you mean is that Prince Clark has been sleeping for a hundred years to improve his strength?" Lin Zixian asked with a frown, which made him feel a little wrong.

"There are only two possibilities for sleeping, one is to escape from the world, and the other is to improve one's strength." Smith explained. In fact, it is not a secret among the blood clan, so there is nothing to hide. Moreover, he has been abandoned by the blood clan now, so he can only be safer if he can learn more about things.

"What does it mean to suck 'blood food' before going to bed?" Lin Zixian asked.

"Sucking 'blood food' means killing each other." Smith smiled bitterly: "That is, absorbing other people's blood and slowly absorbing the essence of other people's blood in a deep sleep to improve one's own strength."

"Slaying each other? Aren't your blood clan sucking the blood of ordinary people? Why do you have to kill each other? Do you also suck the blood of the same kind?" Lin Zixian was a little curious.

"It's not like that." Smith shook his head with his hands holding the warm teacup. "The blood of ordinary people can only be considered ordinary food, because the energy absorbed in it is very small, and is usually only used as food to replenish body energy every day, just like the three meals a day for ordinary people. However, high-level blood tribes like Prince Clark, ordinary blood has almost no meaning to his sleep. Only by sucking blood tribes can enough energy be extracted. The stronger the blood tribes that sacrifice, the stronger the strength he will be. Being able to sleep for so long means that either many blood tribes have made sacrifices, or some powerful blood tribes have made sacrifices. But I guess it is the latter, because no one's belly is a warehouse, and it cannot accommodate too much blood. And attacking too many blood tribes will cause public outrage, so it should be that some or some powerful blood tribes have made sacrifices, and it may be that they are irresistible to be forced to make sacrifices."

After hearing what he said, Lin Zixian felt that the situation was a bit serious and frowned: "As far as I know, ordinary people bitten by your blood clan will become vampires. If you create a large number of vampires... according to your method, wouldn't your blood clan easily create high-level vampires?"

"That's all the rumor compiled by the Holy See to make people panic and reject the blood clan." Smith couldn't help laughing and explained: "Pure blood clans are born normally after mating, for example, my parents are blood clans. Of course, the method you mentioned also exists. According to modern science, it is a kind of virus infection. However, this method of infecting ordinary people has to pay a price, because it is necessary to inject part of their blood into the other party's body. The lower the blood clan often has a weak ability to infect the other party. The body of ordinary people will produce antibodies and easily resolve it. Therefore, the lower the blood clan injects more blood into the other party's body, and enough viruses must be accumulated in the other party's body. Therefore, low-level vampires generally do not do this, because they may lose their lives."

Lin Zixian nodded slowly when he heard this, "In other words, only high-level vampires have enough infection ability?"

"Theoretically, because the higher the vampire, the stronger the virus infection ability, the smaller the price he pays. However, generally they will not do this when they are not facing a genocide crisis. People are selfish. No matter how small the price they pay, they will weaken their own strength and are easily regarded as "blood food" by other strong people. What's important is that this virus infection ability will be weaker from generation to generation, and it can be reflected in the lifespan of each blood clan. The stronger the blood clan, the longer the lifespan." Smith smiled.

"Hey! Can't your blood clan live forever without being hurt?" Lin Zixian said strangely.

"Haha! Legend has it that the ancestor of the blood clan, "Cain", has this ability to walk under the night and day, and will never be young and old. As for the current blood clan, it is all fabricated in film and television dramas. In fact, ordinary blood clans are just like ordinary people. Some low-level blood clans often have premature aging due to insufficient viral vitality in their bodies, and their lifespan is not as magical as you said, the blood clans would have dominated the entire earth long ago."

Smith showed a ridiculous smile on his face, but then he suddenly stared at Lin Bao and said in surprise: "Does he know Prince Clark?"

He had just reacted now. From the question just now and the conversation between Lin Bao and Lin Zixian, it was obvious that Caesar did not know Prince Clark. It was obviously this terrible middle-aged man who asked Caesar to ask.

Lin Zixian smiled and first translated the conversation between Lin Bao, who had wide eyes and was confused when he heard the face. Then he pointed at Lin Bao and smiled at Smith: "You are a blood clan, and you must have heard of the 'Guardian of China'?"

Smith was suddenly shocked, and suddenly stood up and stared at Lin Bao, unable to believe: "Is he the 'Guardian of China'?"

"Yes." Lin Zixian lit up Lin Bao's nose and smiled: "He is one of the many 'Guardians of China'. Your Prince Clark was once his defeated general. If he hadn't been kind-hearted and let Clark go, I'm afraid that the leader of your blood clan would have been replaced."

Everyone has a superficial side, and Emperor Caesar is no exception. In fact, the eighteen "Guardians of China" who joined forces to resist foreign enemies were almost dead, but Lin Zixian still couldn't help but want to give them the crown of glory. He felt that Lin Bao was not a fool of himself. He felt that what they had done before was worthy of the glory of "Guardians of China".

Although they died silently and few people even knew about that battle, these hermits who were indifferent to fame and fortune stood up just for the word "invasion of foreign races". A fierce battle made the entire blood clan unforgettable to them. For a hundred years, they did not dare to set foot in China easily because of the five words "Guardian of China".

Life is as brilliant as summer flowers, and death is as calm as light smoke. It is better than those who deceive the world and steal the reputation.

Lin Zixian didn't think it was wrong to let Lin Bao enjoy the respect of others on behalf of the "eighteen people" back then.

"Has he defeated Prince Clark?" Smith was a little dumbfounded. He immediately thought that Prince Clark had been sleeping for a hundred years. Wouldn't this person be at least over 100 years old, but he looked so young, no wonder he could not fight back with just one hand.

Lin Bao looked at Smith's surprise reaction, then looked at Lin Zixian's weird smile like a fox stealing chicken. It felt something was wrong. He slapped Lin Zixian off his fingers and stared at him, "Do you guy bully me and you don't understand, are you talking bad things about me?"

Lin Zixian touched the back of his hand that was numb and said seriously: "Nothing happened? He was questioning how you knew Prince Clark, so I told him that you had beaten Prince Clark several times and ran away. Finally, the Prince Clark hugged your thigh and begged for mercy repeatedly. You see, he was pitiful, so he let him go. Look how shocked they were when they knew it? It was obviously praising you, but why did you say bad things? Old man, you are too ungrateful."

"Uh..." Lin Bao looked at Smith's reaction and was indeed quite shocked. He immediately looked slightly cleared. He coughed a little embarrassedly: "You boy is too exaggerated. Although the facts are similar, it is not as exaggerated as you said. He doesn't know how to speak in front of foreigners. Don't let foreigners think that we Chinese are frivolous. I warn you, this is only once, and you will be more restrained in the future. Old man, I am not as thick-skinned as you."

That being said, looking at the slightly raised eyebrows that calmly picked up the teacup and tasted it, it seemed that this flattery made him feel comfortable. He squinted at Smith and said, "Boy, you haven't told me what the hell is going on with this monster, why can he walk in the sun?"

This is of course something to tell him, and Lin Zixian immediately told Smith's origin.

Lin Bao was somewhat surprised that Smith was actually the "Holy Spirit" of the blood clan, but when he heard Lin Zixian detailed the powerful forces of the blood clan and the Holy See, especially after the Holy See had a believer who accounted for nearly one-third of the world's population, he couldn't help but grin and stared at Lin Zixian with a look of ghosting.

"Stop." Lin Bao put the tea cup on, as if he didn't know his apprentice, and looked up and down: "Such a guy who is so sad and disgusting that both huge forces cannot tolerate, what does it mean to bring you here to me? Don't tell me, you want me to protect him."

Seeing that the attempt was exposed, Lin Zixian chuckled: "It's not that you asked you to protect him. You just find a place for him to live in this mountain... By the way, he is very good at serving people, what is the matter of chopping wood and carrying water! You can leave it to him to do it, think about it, there is a vampire foreigner who helps you grind tofu, and the whole world is unique!"

"Come on," Lin Bao looked at him, "It makes people know that it was a tofu ground by a vampire. Aunt Kang is probably going to close the door. Can the tofu be sold?"

"Old man, don't worry, he came all the way with makeup. If I don't say it, no one will know that he is with you and will definitely not cause you any trouble."

"Stop whining, to put it bluntly, don't you want me to help you protect him." Lin Bao stood up and stood up, glanced at Smith, and said calmly: "Don't say it, there is no room for negotiation in this matter. I will not let him stay here. The people here are simple and stay away from right and wrong. I don't want to cause any trouble to the people here. If you dare to keep him, I can kill him. Where did he come from? Throw him back, and take him with me quickly and don't let me do it."

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