The vampire heiress is two-faced

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"...A pet?" The boss scratched his head. Although he actually wondered what kind of pet could eat this spicy noodle dish, he didn't ask any further questions and went into the kitchen to get busy.

Of course, Yin Shang couldn't conjure Reinhardt up in front of ordinary people and let it eat with him, so he usually ate out and then packed the leftovers to take home to feed it.

He casually grabbed a can of Ramune soda from the beverage shelf and happily went back to sit down.

"Ah, life... it's so hard to find joy even a few times."

He turned off Xilulu's live stream, which had already ended, and then casually started browsing popular videos on the website.

But before they could even finish swiping their brushes a few times, a new customer arrived at the quiet noodle shop late at night.

...

"That's right, boss. A bowl of Chongchuan noodles, and two cans of beer, please."

Yin Shang jolted awake, nearly spitting out a mouthful of soda.

The visitor, without any hesitation, sat down next to Yin Shang and suddenly slapped him.

Bang!

"Yo!"

"Agu-pu—!!"

Yin Shang still choked on his soda and spat it out.

"Chao, Lao Che, you—"

The hearty laughter of the burly man beside him was as deafening as the barbell itself, reverberating in Yin Shang's ears.

"Hahaha! Isn't that funny? After all these years, you still love drinking Coke soda so much."

Yin Shang wiped her mouth while glaring at him: "It's Ramune soda. I don't drink any other sodas."

"How about this? Haha, I was worried you'd suspect I was trying to trick you, so I ordered two cans of low-alcohol beer."

A waiter handed over a can of beer as Che Nianchen pushed it over; he had already opened it for Yin Shang beforehand.

Yin Shang accepted it without any hesitation and immediately poured it into his mouth.

"You old rascal, you're rough around the edges but actually quite shrewd," Yin Shang said. "But why haven't you left yet? Didn't you go back to report?"

Che Nianchen said, "Oh, I don't need to go back for now, because my superiors just sent me to a new place on a business trip. There aren't any other Chinese restaurants nearby, and I guessed you were working at this noodle shop, so I came to say goodbye."

Yin Shang took a swig of beer.

"There's no need for that. We're practically strangers now, so it's better for both of us to stay away from someone like me who's halfway to the grave."

Thump thump—the car ran over him twice more.

"I know you're strong, so go easy on me..."

Che Nianchen laughed and said, "Relax, brother."

"I've already spoken with the group and they've asked them to send someone else to find you. I'm just here as a friend, having a couple of drinks with you before I leave, and to give you a heads-up: the people the group sends won't be as easy to talk to as I am."

Yin Shang laughed: "Ha, you think you're so easy to talk to? The kind of easy to talk to who would settle things with a fight if we disagreed? Physical persuasion, huh? Besides, with you protecting me like this, it's hard for the company not to have a problem with you."

Che Nianchen said, "The group wouldn't interfere with the friendships and privacy of its senior executives."

He tilted his head back and gulped down most of a can of beer; the slight effect of the alcohol made him start talking.

"Oh my god. I wanted to join the army, but I couldn't quit smoking and drinking, so I was kicked out after a short time. I could only become a security captain at a company."

Yin Shang said, "I know that the group later valued you and promoted you to security supervisor. So what is this 'senior cadre' position you hold now?"

"Haha, he's just a high-ranking cadre who does low-level dirty work. It has little to do with you, brother."

...

The two chatted for a while longer, and after eating and drinking their fill, Che Nianchen prepared to leave.

He stood up with a thud, and because of his overly robust physique, even the gaps between the restaurant tables and chairs seemed a bit narrow to him.

"Phew, this noodle dish is alright, but it has a salty Italian flavor." He wiped his mouth and said.

"See you next time, bro. Remember to finish your beer."

...

Yin Shang sighed and said, "That big guy is finally gone. He can go on a business trip, but I don't know why he bothered me in the first place."

"...Wait a minute."

He glanced at his can of beer, which he had supposedly finished twenty minutes earlier.

Rather than believing that he was drunk and confused by beer, rather than the possibility that he could drink several kilograms of liquor and still be sober, he believed in another possibility.

He picked up the beer can and looked closely; inside the can, a waterproof paper strip was faintly visible.

Yin Shang managed to use a toothpick to pull out the note. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, he unfolded it and saw only six small characters written on it:

The Vampire Council is in trouble.

...

"Um?!"

Aren't those two vampire girls members of the Vampire Council?

Yin Shang seemed to feel that he was being drawn into some kind of intricate vortex.

"Even Lao Che, a senior executive of the group, had to tell me this news in secret... It seems that the conspiracy behind it is kept very secret."

"Sigh, my wonderful vacation is coming to an abrupt end."

He walked out of the restaurant and looked up at the starry night sky.

“I need to go to the Vampire Council before those two ladies; we can find clues about the Princess there.”

"The council... is in trouble... who could threaten the vampire council?"

Yin Shang gently stroked the hilt of the sword, which was wrapped in a canvas bag on his back.

“We’ll find out once we get there, Reinhardt. Let’s go.”

The restaurant owner chased after them and said:

"Hey customer, your takeout noodles! You forgot to take them!"

...

...

...

"Good evening, journalists and viewers."

“I am Capilison Spier, the Chief Chairman and CEO of the Spier Group.”

"Next, the group will announce a major decision, a decision that will have a profound impact on human history and will leave a significant mark on the history of the coexistence of humans and vampires."

Spier gave a fleeting, cold laugh, raised his hand, palm up, and swept it over the hundreds of reporters in front of him.

"Please listen attentively at this historic moment."

"I, personally, and on behalf of all the board members of the Spire Group, hereby announce—"

"Effective immediately, the group will prioritize hiring vampires and will pay them the same salaries as human employees."

"For the sake of human well-being, to comply with the Vampire International Convention Law formulated by the Human Union Council, and to demonstrate our goodwill towards vampires—the Spire Group, which has always been highly regarded by all walks of life, is willing to stand up and set an example in this controversial matter."

“希望这能改善血族在此世间并不受欢迎的现状，也能更好地促进血加<~1一-|零#~~$}-五}}酒@&=+/>/0><1-7%@<@9%~4##9+@8族与人类达成真正的和平。”

"This concludes today's press conference. Thank you all for attending and listening."

Faced with countless cameras and microphones, Spyder smiled slightly, took off his top hat, and performed a retro hat-tipping salute.

At that moment, his shadow was stretched much longer under the spotlight.

"Thank you to the media. The Spire Group will continue to fight for the well-being of all humanity."

Chapter 38 It's a miracle I'm still alive.

Two days later.

The sheer scale of a business empire like Spierone when it announces a new policy is obvious—even a fool could guess.

After the group announced its new policy of employing vampires, people from all walks of life followed suit. The news spread throughout the vampire community, and many newly born vampires who had experienced great changes in their lives wept with joy, finally able to compete on the same starting line as humans.

Yin Shang looked at his phone and scratched his head. His straightforward personality prevented him from realizing that something was wrong.

He pondered, "This is a major boon for the vampires, unlike what Old Che warned about, that 'the vampire council is in trouble,' right? I think there's probably another reason."

He then opened a map app, searched for a moment, and found the location of the Vampire Council.

Dracula's Castle in Romania—now renamed Mona Castle after the Vampire Council moved in—is said to be the surname of the Vampire Queen. However, no scholar knows which royal family or noble clan this surname originated from.

"This must be it. Let's go, time to hit the road."

...

Yin Shang, who considered himself to be very proactive, set off to investigate. Little did he know that "Xilulu," whom he had just chatted with two days ago, had already landed at the rebuilt Debrecen airport last night with her maid.

This city, which survived the catastrophe, has a large number of newly born vampires. Therefore, the Debrecen Underground Sector was one of the first underground sectors to be completed and is also one of the largest underground sectors.

In just a few years, despite Europe’s historically slow rebuilding process, most of Debrecen now shows no signs of having suffered the devastation of firearms and monsters.

It's fine as long as it's not visible on the surface; those places that are barely noticeable unless you look closely...

Who cares? They only care about how much kickback they can get.

At least from the plane, looking down at the city's outskirts, the ashes and rubble had been completely cleared away, making it impossible to tell that this was once the starting point of everything, the place that turned the lives of vampires and even the entire world upside down.

...

As soon as she got off the plane, Ludwig looked dizzy and leaned on her maid, who led her along in a limp manner.

"Gulu."

"belch."

"..."

"I...I'm airsick."

"Waaah... but..."

Can--"

A beautiful young lady, over a hundred years old, dressed in an eye-catching vampire gown, shamelessly flirted with another beautiful young woman in public.

Cocoa was practically roasted by the stares of passersby.

"Young Miss! How have you survived until now without anyone serving you?!"

After all, although there are many vampires in Debrecen, there are not many native vampires—or at least those who look like native vampires.

"Because I... ugh, I've been staying at home all the time."

"Who told you to stay cooped up at home all day? Just because vampires don't experience birth, aging, sickness, or death doesn't mean they don't need exercise! Alright, Miss! Miss! Go register in the Dark Zone after you've recovered!"

Despite her rising blood pressure, Coco dragged Ludwig into a hotel near the airport.

...

jingle--

"boss?"

If Coco saw an older woman sitting behind the reception desk, she would assume she was the hotel owner.

She then changed her tune and said, "Madam, hello, I'd like a double room."

The woman responded and looked up, but when she saw the two guests, she suddenly froze.

...

"Madam? How much is a double room?"

If Coco tilted her head, she couldn't help but wonder if her English wasn't standard enough.

"This is troublesome, but I don't speak Hungarian... Miss, do you?"

Ludwig, who was standing next to her, also shook her head, looking dizzy.

Just as she was wondering what to do, the landlady suddenly switched to fluent Chinese and replied, "Gentlemen, would you like a double room?"