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Chapter 86: Information

"I can tell you everything you want to know." Seeing that he seemed to have a glimmer of hope, George quickly seized it, afraid that Bai Mo, who changed his mood as quickly as turning a page, would suddenly switch his expression again.

His long, privileged life had eroded any will to die rather than submit. He still had a long life to enjoy; there was truly no need to stubbornly resist this lunatic to the very end.

Only by living was there a future; death ended all things. Facing such a madman, temporarily yielding was not a bad option.

"What exactly are you?" Bai Mo asked directly.

He found it hard to believe that this world could truly evolve anything like a vampire. To him, George seemed more like someone with a unique ability.

However, the other party didn't seem to be lying, which inevitably piqued his curiosity.

"According to the history I know, our Blood Clan first appeared about four hundred years ago. I honestly don't know the exact reason for our initial appearance, because I'm only a fourth-generation Blood Clan member, a newcomer. Many things about the first three generations are still a mystery." George, lying immobile on the ground, began to spill his origins like beans from a bamboo tube.

"Fourth-generation? Truly a vampire?" Bai Mo gazed into George's eyes, as if wanting to penetrate all his secrets.

"Yes, I became a Blood Clan member thirty years ago. The one who led me into this new world was my lover, Mary, a third-generation Blood Clan member. I just contacted her, and she'll be here very soon." George felt completely uneasy with Bai Mo's casual forgiveness, continuing to drop hints to borrow prestige.

During his dissection of De Broglie, he had discovered that by allowing his hand to penetrate another person's Life Field, his divine sense could probe the internal conditions. Therefore, he decided to try it again.

"Before the Spirit River Autumn, our abilities actually weren't nearly this strong. My Blood Transformation capacity was roughly the size of a single hand, and besides greatly enhanced recovery and speed compared to ordinary people, I had no other special abilities."

"But when the Spirit River appeared, our abilities were greatly enhanced within it. The range of my Blood Transformation increased from the size of one hand to one-third of my body, and I've continually felt that range slowly expanding during this time."

George endured the discomfort of his arm being pierced and continued to speak about himself.

For him, the injury caused by his arm being pierced was no more significant than an ordinary person being bitten by a mosquito, but the psychological trauma was clearly far greater than the physical damage.

Bai Mo's finger, like a scalpel, started from the arm and, with remarkably elegant precision, sliced open George's chest cavity. Inside, he released his divine sense, which penetrated the Life Field to probe and record the internal structure of his body.

To him, such a living person, who couldn't be killed no matter how he was toyed with, was simply too fascinating.

George frowned, forcing himself to cooperate with the capricious demon before him. His reinforcements hadn't arrived yet, so he could only endure for now, ceaselessly cursing inwardly.

"Collecting some interest." Bai Mo snatched a few drops of blood the moment George underwent Blood Transformation.

"It's a pity I came out in such a hurry and forgot my container. Now, relinquish control over these few drops of blood." He spoke in a commanding tone.

George very reluctantly relinquished his Life Field's control over those few drops of blood. After all, circumstances were stronger than individuals, and his life was still in the other party's hands.

Bai Mo enveloped these drops of blood with his mental power and attached them to the surface of his arm.

"How many people are in your entire clan?"

"According to Mary, there are only three first-generation Blood Clan members. The second-generation numbers are probably between ten and twenty. There are over a hundred third-generation Blood Clan members like her, and as for fourth-generation like myself, the number is likely around three to four hundred."

"What kind of combat power do the top three possess?"

"I'm not sure. In the thirty years since I became a Blood Clan member, I haven't even met one of them."

"What about the second generation?"

"During council meetings, I only saw a few second-generation Blood Clan members. At the time, their power was probably similar to mine now, but that was before the Spirit River Autumn. I truly don't know about their current strength."

"Council?"

"Yes, some of the second-generation elders formed a council specifically to handle internal affairs."

"Do you have the ability to create blood servants?" Bai Mo asked curiously.

"Regarding that, it's purely the imagination of novels and movies. At least within the scope of my knowledge, I've never heard of any Blood Clan member possessing such an ability. There isn't a very strict control relationship between the generations of the Blood Clan either; at most, it's a superior-subordinate relationship. Of course, more often, it's various familial ties."

"George!!!" A female voice suddenly erupted, accompanied by a crimson meteor swiftly hurtling towards the two from a distance.

"This speed is already comparable to mine." Bai Mo roughly calculated the opponent's speed based on the meteor's trajectory.

"Mary!" George braced himself with his hands on the ground, struggling to stand with his heavily injured body, and embraced his lover, who had flown over from a hundred kilometers away.

"This is the one who gravely injured you?" Mary asked with concern.

"Don't be impulsive." George tightened his embrace. "He has already shown mercy; don't provoke another pointless fight."

George was well aware of his partner's combat strength. Yet, Bai Mo, who had severely injured him, had merely displayed abilities comparable to Mary's full power. He had no idea how many hidden cards that monster possessed; provoking a fight would mean very low odds of victory.

After whispering a few words to Mary, George asked, "Sir, is there anything else you wish to know?"

"How much do you know about the Sea Race?"

"The Sea Race? We don't know much either. The previous nuclear bombs also left us stunned. According to the council's statistics, three fourth-generation Blood Clan members died and twelve were injured. The council is also mobilizing resources to investigate, but with language barriers and the obstruction of the deep sea, it's very difficult to obtain effective intelligence."

"According to my subordinates, someone noticed a clue in Rome the day before the nuclear attack. Sir, you might want to look into that."

"No need. I was that person."

After hearing Bai Mo's words, the atmosphere suddenly turned awkward.

"Sir, is there anything else you'd like to ask?"

"Do you have any inherited cultivation methods internally? Don't tell me that after several hundred years, you haven't even been able to summarize something like that." Bai Mo finally asked the core question.

"Our internal cultivation methods... Sir, those are only suitable for our Blood Clan. There wouldn't be much point in you acquiring them, would there?"

"How I use them is none of your concern."

"This is going too far!" Although Mary had listened to George's advice, under Bai Mo's relentless pressure, she still couldn't hold back. She stepped forward and interrupted their conversation.