My double is steve

"I……"

Hearing Fang Mo's words, the policewoman was obviously stunned for a moment.

She lowered her head and looked at the boiled sausage filled with sardine meat and lamb spleen in her hand, and then looked at the butler Walter who was not far away. She seemed to be in some kind of hesitation for a moment.

First based on some common sense of her own.

In some legends, vampires are indeed unable to eat human food.

Vampires can only feed on the blood of humans or livestock, are afraid of sunlight, and cannot pass through flowing water. Of course, Walter has already explained this to her.

But the policewoman had just become a vampire after all.

After more than twenty years of human life, it was difficult for her to accept this behavior of drinking blood.

So she asked her housekeeper Walter to make her some human food. Although she had indeed become a vampire, she felt no different from a human... What if she could eat human food?

In fact, the policewoman did think so.

But after taking a bite of sausage just now, she suddenly felt a severe nausea, and almost uncontrollably vomited out the food in her mouth.

That's normal.

The policewoman also realized that she could no longer eat human food.

But...

What should I say about this kind of thing?

The policewoman looked down at the offal fish sausage in her hand again, and then looked at the butler Walter.

She suddenly became suspicious.

Is this dish too dark?

The smell of mutton spleen and the fishy saltiness of fish, these two weird flavors blend together... and then mixed with a taste that seems to have been caused by fat waxing due to too long time. To be honest, the policewoman feels like He was chewing a piece of rotten sheep spleen soaked in seawater and mixed with corpse wax. Most people really couldn't bear the smell.

"Ahem..."

Perhaps feeling the policewoman's gaze, Walter explained awkwardly: "Miss Silas, this sausage has indeed been stored for a long time, because all the fresh ingredients have been burned, and that's all there is in the backup cold storage... …”

"Come on you."

When Fang Mo, who was rolling up his sleeves next to him, heard this, he couldn't help but complain: "The food you British guys make is simply unpalatable, can you please just admit it?"

"Nonsense."

Walter argued with some excitement: "Our British food is also very famous..."

"Famous? Famous for what?"

After rolling up his sleeves, Fang Mo also directly took out some ingredients, pulled out a knife and complained while cooking: "It's notoriously unpalatable, right? If you fry some fish and order French fries, I won't even bother to tell you... …How dare you, a mere British fellow, discuss delicious food with me? How can the fluorescent light of rotten grass compare to the bright moon in the sky?”

"not me……"

Walter opened his mouth to say something back, but suddenly noticed the weapon in Fang Mo's hand: "Wait a minute, what's going on with your knife?"

"Chop knife."

Fang Mo said with a normal expression.

"...This is obviously a samurai sword, right?" Walter's eyes twitched: "Even you in the East can use this kind of thing to cook, right?"

Yes, what Fang Mo is holding is really a samurai sword.

And it is worth mentioning that the blade of this knife shows a light cherry pink color, the blade is blue, the handle is wrapped with thin golden threads, and there are even two fluffy white cotton balls tied to the tail of the knife. The whole thing gives people a light and bright feeling, which is really girly. It doesn't look like something used by men at all.

Then this is obviously the new weapon that Fang Mo made before.

At the same time, it combines the Omega-level illusion master Jason, Mirror Flower, Water Moon, and uses a craftsman's soul weapon made of acid-resistant aluminum and fine gold.

True cotton water moon.

Unlike other weapons' physical attacks.

This sword is aimed at the spirit, that is, it is a pure special attack weapon of the illusion system.

While controlling the five senses, it can also implant illusions in the target's mind. Two different illusion mechanisms are superimposed and entangled. The two are nesting dolls on each other, giving a qualitative leap in the power of illusion, even against targets. It is extremely difficult for people with strong illusion resistance to distinguish between true and false.

"Shut up, you Brit."

Fang Mo carried the cotton Suiyue and raised his middle finger to Walter while handling the ingredients: "You don't know how to cook at all. Hurry up and cut your potato strips."

Finish this sentence.

Fang Mo simply ignored Walter who broke through the defense.

I saw him humming a cannibalistic ditty, and with a wave of his hand, he directly materialized a group of red pixels, then placed it on the chopping board and started processing it.

This is a very fresh mess.

Dark red coagulated blood.

As a creation of the craftsman soul, this thing is very simple to make.

As long as a player or monster falls into the Craftsman's Soul Furnace and is damaged by the furnace, a certain amount of liquid blood will be produced.

Pour it out.

A red coagulation ball will form.

It is poisonous if eaten raw, but provides two hearts of extra health.

If processed using the drying rack that comes with the Craftsman's Soul, this thing will turn into coagulated blood droplets. Not only can it fill the stomach and provide extra health, but the negative effects of poisoning will also disappear, and the most important point is The entry note for this thing is... a vampire appetizer.

Put the clotted blood into a bowl.

Fang Mo simply poured two spoons of honey on it.

After that, he simply cooked himself a bowl of spicy soup and made two fried cakes.

"Okay, let's eat."

Finding a flat piece of building debris nearby, Fang Mo pushed Ningxue towards the policewoman: "Oh, by the way, please remember one thing before eating, there are no vegetarians here."

"This is……"

The policewoman subconsciously took the bowl of coagulated blood with a hesitant expression: "Pudding? Is this my breakfast?"

Yes, that's right.

Fang Mo took out the cotton water.

It is obvious that this cooking is also to test the effect of the illusion.

The vampires in this world are quite powerful. They have the ability to perceive things other than humans. They have third eyes and so on, which can break the effects of illusions. But even so, the policewoman still fell into the trap and mistook the coagulated blood in the bowl. It became something like crème brûlée.

"Strictly speaking, this is a type of pig-killing dish, which can be regarded as Northeastern pudding."

Seeing that the illusion was successful, Fang Mo also nodded with satisfaction: "Anyway, you just eat it and that's it. Can I still lie to you, Uncle Pi?"

"Then what's your bloody bowl of?"

The policewoman looked at the spicy soup in front of Fang Mo with some confusion. From her perspective, the other party's bowl was filled with a large group of red bubbling strange liquid, which felt a bit scary.

"Oh, this."

Fang Mo glanced at his spicy spicy soup and pondered for a moment: "This is borscht soup with human head..."

"..."

The policewoman immediately fell silent.

But Fang Mo didn't care about this and started to show off. Although the taste of his own cooking was far inferior to that of A Xue, he was not very picky about food.

But when he saw Fang Mo starting to eat wildly.

The policewoman also swallowed. To be honest, she was really hungry now.

Originally, she was seriously injured last night and was almost stabbed to death by that bastard Father Andrewson... Well, the opponent used a unified sword. You must know that even if she is a high-level vampire, her strength will weaken if she consumes it for a long time without eating. Yes, it’s just that she doesn’t know it yet.

"call……"

The policewoman glanced at her small bowl nervously.

Taking a deep breath, she carefully put a spoonful of 'pudding' into her mouth.

"...Huh?"

As the soft sweetness bloomed on the tip of her tongue, the policewoman's eyes widened in disbelief. This small piece of sweet jelly almost melted in her mouth, turning into a mellow and silky liquid that flowed into her throat. In the next second, her body and mind seemed to be healed. As if it was a great nourishment: "Isn't this... this is so delicious?"

"How can it be!?"

Walter next to him was a little confused when he saw this: "Vampires can actually eat human food? Are you kidding me!?"

"I told you that the food cooked by a British guy like you is too bad."

Fang Mo rolled his eyes at Walter, and then looked at the policewoman with a smile. The other person didn't notice anything unusual until now: "How is it? Your uncle is good at his craftsmanship, isn't he?"

"Yeah, yeah, yeah!"

The policewoman immediately nodded wildly after hearing this, and kept eating spoonful after spoonful of the pudding in the bowl. The strange and rich sweet aroma stimulated her taste buds, making her unable to stop at all, and just wanted to hurry up and eat more. Eat some.

"this……"

Seeing the policewoman's exaggerated eating appearance, the butler Walter fell into self-doubt for a moment: "Is it really my cooking that tastes bad?"

"if not?"

Fang Mo directly spread his hands: "Look at what I made, how delicious this kid's food is..."

"this……"

Walter took a step back subconsciously, with a very complicated expression: "No wonder the eldest lady often skips meals, but always asks me to make coffee for her. Is it because the food I cook is too unpalatable and she is embarrassed to say..."

Just when Walter kept doubting life.

Breakfast time is also over.

After eating and drinking, Fang Mo briefly observed the situation on the policewoman's side.

I mentioned before that the other person is a vampire, and the vampire setting in the Hellsing copy is still very interesting. If a vampire devours the blood of another person, it will take that person's life as its own.

Within the normal plot line.

The policewoman later fell in love with a mercenary and sucked his blood after his death.

Then the other person naturally becomes a part of her, and the two of them are together forever in disguise.

But what Fang Mo was curious about was that the coagulated blood he took out was realized from the MC world... Theoretically, this blood has no source. After all, that thing is just a bunch of data.

So he wanted to know what would happen if the policewoman ate this thing.

Will it take over whose life? Villagers? monster? Or the player/Steve stand-in who jumps into the furnace?

"Uh, that..."

However, Fang Mo's gaze was also noticed by the policewoman, and she touched her face a little strangely: "Mr. Wang, is there something on my face?"

"Can you please stop calling me Mr. Wang?"

"The two-headed cannibal..."

"This joke is really hard for you to handle, isn't it?" Before the other party could finish speaking, Fang Mo interrupted the policewoman angrily: "From now on, just call me Uncle Pi."

"Why?"

The policewoman was stunned for a moment: "But didn't you call me General Wang? Why did you call me Uncle?"

"That old immortal bat is still called Akat, don't you still call him master?" Fang Mo said casually and perfunctorily: "He and I are kings of the undead at the same level, and a junior like you calls me by my first name. It's not polite, so use the honorific title, at least uncle."

"Is that so?"

The policewoman was a little confused, but she quickly accepted this setting: "Okay, then I will call you Uncle Ba... Uncle Ba from now on."

"Yeah, yeah, good boy, now I have a niece too."

Fang Mo smiled and touched the other's head: "How do you feel after dinner? Are you full?"

"Not bad." The policewoman tilted her head and thought for a while and said: "Although it's quite strange... But to be honest, it seems pretty good if every meal can be like this."

"That's it."

Hearing this, Fang Mo also nodded in understanding.

It seems that the blood coagulation he took out really has no source, and the policewoman did not show any signs of occupying anyone's life after eating. If you have to say it, this thing is a ball of pure vitality.

"Okay, you go play first."

After verifying his guess, Fang Mo also waved his hand directly: "I'm going to torture... No, I'm going to talk to Intergula about some business."

"Got it."

The policewoman nodded when she heard it, and then turned to find Walter.

Fang Mo also returned to the basement, looked at the small map, and soon found the room where Intergula was, and walked in as soon as he pushed the door.

The room was filled with thick cigar smoke, which made Fang Mo feel dazed, because Logan's room was often like this. Of course, compared with the idle Logan, Intergula's work was much more tedious. At this moment, she had not even eaten breakfast, and she was already staring at the documents with a frown.

On her bedside table, there were still a lot of documents that had not been processed in time.

"You should have knocked on the door before coming in."

Hearing the footsteps, Intergula also looked up at Fang Mo.

"Sorry, I'm afraid I accidentally knocked the door off. After all, wooden doors are too fragile for zombies." Fang Mo shrugged: "In our place, everyone directly blocked the entrance with blocks."

"Huh?"

Intergula was stunned when he heard this.

"You're busy." Fang Mo leaned over and took a look at the documents in the other person's hand: "Report on vampires? Are you busy with official business so early?"

"Yes, because I have a roundtable meeting today."

Intergula nodded, but then his face darkened as if he thought of something: "I could have used a computer to check these materials, but because of you, I have to use a more primitive method now."

"Didn't you force me to do that?"

Fang Mo spread his hands: "You have to fight with me... How about we sit down and talk peacefully?"

"I..."

Intergula took a deep breath, she felt her head hurt again: "Okay, you're right, I was too impulsive, I apologize to you, okay?"

"Originally, apologizing on our side is You have to show your belly, but considering your skin is too dark, I won't look at it. "

Fang Mo waved his hand generously: "Let's not go through the process, I forgive you."

"Fuck..."

Intergula felt that the veins on his forehead were bulging, but he still forced himself to calm down: "I have asked the engineering team to come over. Although it is a bit difficult to rebuild the entire manor, at least part of the living area can be restored first. They should be here soon. "

"Oh, I just saw it."

Fang Mo nodded: "Walter seems to have gone to pick them up just now, and the policewoman is also there. By the way... your reconstruction costs should be quite high, right? Do you need me to give you a raise?"

"You give me a raise as the director?"

Intergula obviously didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at this moment.

"You don't believe it?"

Fang Mo asked back.

"Heh." Intergula didn't care about these things at all. She didn't even bother to look up at Fang Mo. She just continued to stare at the documents in her hand: "If you have nothing to do, go make me a cup of coffee..."

"Bang!"

Before she finished speaking, a huge noise spread throughout the room.

"?!"

Intergula was so scared that she looked up suddenly, and saw a yellow thing of one meter square next to Fang Mo. The texture looked so familiar that she was stunned and almost got up from the bed: "Huh? Huh!? It's not yours..."

"Your expression management is far worse than Nick's."

Fang Mo smiled slightly: "Thinking back then, I put such a big gold brick in front of him, and this bastard black man could even give me a bad face. Damn..."

It's a pity that he didn't finish speaking.

It seemed that something exploded above, and the whole basement shook uncomfortably, and a lot of dust fell directly from the ceiling.

"...Did you do it?"

Intergula frowned.

"Really not." Fang Mo took a look at the small map and found two familiar avatars with a bunch of red dots rushing towards this side: "Huh? Looks like an enemy..."

"What?"

Intergula was stunned for a moment, then pulled out a pistol from the side: "Damn, it has to be at this time, is it because a round table meeting is going to be held here today?!"

"The pistol is the same as Nick's..."

Fang Mo raised his eyebrows and complained, then turned around and walked out the door: "Okay, you just stay here honestly, I'll see what's going on outside first."

Speaking of this.

He pushed the door and walked out.

When he left, when Integula was about to follow him, the gold nuggets on the ground suddenly moved strangely and blocked the door directly. Then Fang Mo's voice came faintly.

"I told you that the door is not safe, so I will use the blocks to block it for you first."

"Let me out!!!"