Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 348 347.【Blood Therapy】

Two little girls sat next to Lan En. They looked at each other from time to time, and then glanced at Lan En with a blush on their faces.

But then, he would quickly put his head down on the dinner plate.

Lan En doesn't think little girls have any thoughts. Little girls at this age just like beautiful 'things'.

Dolls, small jewelry, etc., but because their ‘doll’ can move and talk, they feel shy.

After Lan En thanked Viola for hosting the table, he started to pick up the knife and fork.

Viola behaved very calmly in front of Lan En. Lan En guessed that this was because she only had Gascoigne in her eyes.

Eating with a friend he just met, in his warm home, with him, his wife and children. This daily and ordinary scene almost made Lan En feel a sense of detachment.

Compared with last night's abnormal moonlight, the roars and stench of beasts under the moonlight, the silent slaughter of hunters, and the screams of ordinary people dying, this kind of daily life is too contrasting.

And everyone living in Yanan, even little girls of Olivia or Victoria's age, seems to have become accustomed to this huge contrast.

In other words, they couldn't feel the contrast at all.

Bloody and crazy nights and normal and busy days should exist together in this city.

The moment he realized that this feeling of detachment existed, Lan En only felt that the hand holding the knife and fork had a double shadow and ripples in his eyes.

This kind of brain disharmony, which seemed to be caused by overwork, never appeared again after he implanted the gene seed.

He showed no strange appearance on his face, and the strange visual dislocation and apparition itself disappeared quickly. It just appeared for a moment.

"Mentos, do a comprehensive self-examination."

The biological brain responds immediately. The brain cells integrate the biochemical indicators from all parts of the body and issue a standardized report to the subject.

The test results showed that everything was normal except that the brain was a little tired.

"Sir, I also observed your blurred vision just now. But with our current level of knowledge, we can only draw this conclusion - visual signal confusion caused by brain fatigue."

Lan En didn't say anything more.

Is it really because the brain is tired? He had eaten well and slept well before coming to this world. After only staying up for one night in this world, he was so exhausted that his vision blurred?

There's something wrong with the world, and it's exerting some influence on me that I'm not aware of.

Lan En confirmed this again.

"Isn't it to your taste, Mr. Lane?"

On the other side of the table, Viola asked nervously.

Lan En came back to his senses in time and smiled calmly: "No, it's okay. I just wandered around in the wild for too long and haven't sat down at the table to eat properly for a long time."

"Ah, that's good." Viola breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, can you tell me more about Yanan? I have never been to such a strange city."

When describing this huge city built on a mountain, Lan En seemed careful in his choice of words.

Gascoigne put new bandages on his eyes, and while cutting the food on the plate with a knife and fork, he confirmed with Lan.

"You want to know more about Yanan. Well, let me think about what I was most confused about when I first came here! You must be wondering now why people know about Yanan's lycanthropy, but this city has still not been affected by it. People are abandoned, right?”

"Indeed."

Lan En nodded.

Even in the magical world where medical concepts are not very developed, people would even regard the plague as some kind of deified symbol, saying in colloquial terms, 'For the sake of the plague', 'For the sake of the plague' and so on.

And even a farmer with this level of education knows how to run away quickly when a plague breaks out in a place.

Stay away from disease outbreak points.

But in Yanan, lycanthropy has now become so serious that a few nights have to be carried out in the streets to maintain stability during the day.

Walking on the street, most of people's faces have black hair that has been controlled after contracting the disease.

But still few people wanted to leave.

This doesn't make sense at all.

Gascoigne did not immediately answer Lan En's question. Instead, he grabbed the unopened bottle of red wine on the dining table and handed it to his wife.

"Open it for me, Viola."

The hostess readily agreed, holding the cork with her slender white palms, and with a soft sound of the cork being pulled out of the glass bottle, the red wine was opened.

Viola poured herself and her husband a glass.

The color of the red wine is red like blood, and the taste is...

"Suck-" Lan En's nose trembled slightly, and then his brows knitted together.

It smells like blood.

Ever since the cork of the red wine bottle was opened, there was a strong and choking smell of blood in the air!

If it weren't for the demon hunter's extraordinary senses, he wouldn't even be able to detect that beneath the pungent smell of blood, there was indeed the sweet alcoholic smell of wine.

But Gascoigne and Viola were sipping their red wine glasses naturally, and Oliveira, Victoria, and the two little girls next to Lan didn't show any discomfort.

It all seemed like there was something wrong with Lan En's sense of smell!

"Simple alcohol is not easy to sell in Yanan. Even though it is a necessary material for people to relax their spirits, it is indeed not easy to sell. Until..."

"Until the merchant added blood to the alcohol?"

Gascoigne raised his glass and nodded to Lan En's question.

"It's not accurate to say that alcohol is not popular in Yanan. It's not that the Yanan people don't like alcohol, it's just that relatively speaking, they are more addicted to blood."

Just like a vampire, a creature that just saying its name makes people feel like they are seeing a 'bat flying out of the mist in the dark'.

Evil is the background that people give them. In many cultural backgrounds, drinking blood is a symbol of evil.

But in Yanan, this has become a very natural, very common, and very reasonable hobby.

That feeling of detachment is back.

The outside sunlight shines into Gascoigne's home through the iron fence entangled with chains and the glass in the iron fence.

The warm house, beautiful wife, lovely children, and friends who come to visit us are all warm and natural.

But the host and hostess were drinking blood at the dinner table!

Lan En pursed his lips and told himself that this was just a difference between worlds, so there was no need to make a fuss. After all, the blood in this bottle of red wine does not come from humans, but from livestock.

Gascoigne continued calmly.

"No Yannan people will leave their hometown, because no Yannan people can live without blood and [blood therapy]."

"Outlanders need [blood therapy] to maintain their lives and fight terminal illnesses. And even if the terminal illness is cured? Then no one can live without [blood therapy]."

Gascoigne put down his glass and continued to eat his food with a knife and fork.

Lan En was a little uncomfortable with the smell of blood and the feeling of being disconnected from his brain. He only ate the bread and mashed potatoes on the plate.

"Blood therapy. Gascoigne, what exactly is [blood therapy]? Is it addictive?"

"I told you that [blood therapy] is blood transfusion. It itself is not addictive. As long as you don't rely on blood therapy to fight terminal illnesses, you can stop at any time and you will not feel any discomfort."

Gascoigne shrugged and said nonchalantly.

At the end, Viola, a pure local, added with a smile.

"As long as you can let it go, [blood therapy] can indeed be stopped at any time."

"Put it down?" Lan En raised his eyes and looked at Viola, who was chatting like usual, "Put it down for what?"

"Let go of the vitality, vitality, and energy that filled your body during [blood therapy]. It seems that you will never get tired, as if you have returned to the peak state of your body and spirit. You only worry about where to vent your energy, but never worry Energy is depleted. Creativity and inspiration are also endless.”

Speaking of this, Viola, a native of Yanan, showed a little pride.

"Yanan's technology is generally higher than that of the outside world. This is largely due to the improvement of people through [blood therapy]."

"Well, although this also causes the locals to be xenophobic."

At the end of the day, Viola felt a little embarrassed in front of Lan En.

Because she could easily imagine the sarcastic comments a new arrival would encounter in Yanan.

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