The Art of Communication of Earthlings in the 9th Blood
Lanka sighed, "You should be able to tell from my solemn and serious tone after talking for so long that this is not the meaning I intended to convey, right?"
The chubby man nodded helplessly, "In any case, it is sufficient to be by the prince's side, right?"
Thus, the healed classmate Lankai devoted himself more enthusiastically to scientific research
Lanka: "Ethnic language translator. Although you are now quite familiar with the common language of the blood clan, there are still significant differences among the languages of various regions. This is something I had Siri do after I designed the software; it should come in handy when I am not by your side."
Lanka: "Come on, if he is holding you while riding a dragon, anyone can tell that your identity is extraordinary, right? What is the point of hiding it anymore?"
Gao Da Pang: "Oh? So, does this mean that the Blueblood Clan and the Holyblood Clan are actually different beings?"
Classmate Da Pang turned his head stiffly and said, "Huh? Whose dragon is this?"
The tall and stout person was taken aback, recalling the last time Fan Zhuo's "confession" occurred. So that's it, the combination of appetite and □? ... But ... it sounds even more dangerous.
Lanka nodded seriously, "Of course, if you do not wish to be divided by the blood clan."
Indeed! That's right! Just like our bloodline, for instance, even if I am heartbroken to the point of the sky collapsing and the earth shattering, I can still take down a whole squad of black warriors! This is what is called a highly intelligent being!
Tonight, the wind is gentle and the rain is sparse, with the stars and moon shining in the sky
Gourmet food, with tearful eyes, "Thank you... this thing is truly so practical!"
Lanka raised an eyebrow, "I once told you that there are three blood clans on the planet Saan, didn't I?"
"When you cried? Did you cry?" Lanka turned around with great interest, "Why did you cry? How long did the crying last? Besides that time, have you cried before? Is it an occasional behavior or a frequent one? Have the tears been preserved? Next time you cry, be sure to contact me to record the data..."
However, aren't all blood clans very elegant and courteous
The steward, Xili, stood at the entrance of the castle, cautiously bowing farewell in the direction of the departing patrol.
The tall, stout figure was tidying up his small luggage bag, "Lanka, sometimes I really feel that you don't resemble a vampire at all"
Wait, wait! Lanka pulled her back, "Don't go! I think I have found the main reason for your weight loss. Of course... although there is no data to support it yet, I believe it makes sense logically
The Bluebloods possess 'Rebirth', the Holy Bloods have 'Longevity', while the Half-Bloods are limited to 'Ten Thousand Years'
Lanka turned around and lifted the main computer
The important point is the conclusion of the report: "Human beings cannot always be kept indoors; they need to be frequently let out to bask in the sun and relax."
Lanka tossed the compression bag containing the large, heavy luggage onto the dragon's back, smiling as she called to the dazed Fat, "Come on, get on! Lord Vanzhu has bought you a new dragon!"
Big Fat: "But, but I can't ride a dragon"
The scientist Lanka stood proudly amidst the crackling remains of the main computer, exuding a formidable presence, with his black hair flowing in the air
The detestable and weak Earthling said: "Ah... I see."
"Are you trying to say that I have no manners or upbringing at all?" Lanka said nonchalantly, tossing her dark, voluminous curls.
Tall and stout, he was astonished: "So beautiful..."
Big Fat: "Am I not right next to Van Zuo?"
Prince Fan Zhuo set down the report, picked up the tall and stout figure, weighed it in his hands, and thus agreed with this conclusion
Mood? Lanka raised an eyebrow in surprise, and then as if recalling something, turned around and buried herself in the main computer, her expression serious as she began to search intensely...
The tall and stout man looked into Lanca's black eyes and beautiful black hair, "What about the half-bloods?"
The condition of the blue sclera has improved. Lanca turned off the bright light in her hand, concluding her observation of the large, fat eyeball, and summarized on the recording board: It seems that a balanced diet of plants and animals is indeed beneficial, as the symptoms of anemia have alleviated significantly
Gao Da Pang: "I have wanted to ask for a long time, what exactly is the 'Half-Blood Clan' that you often mention? Is it a type of ethnicity?"
The chubby student suddenly felt cold fingers touch his warm body, causing him to shiver uncontrollably. He twisted his waist to dodge, tightened his pajamas, and quietly complained, "I have been raised with great difficulty too"
The tall and stout person said, "Do I really have to dress up as a half-blood?"
Lanka smiled lightly, her fingers carelessly tracing the tips of her hair. "Half-bloods are artificially created anomalies. If the Holy Blood Clan transfuses their blood to the Blue Blood Clan, and if the two can merge, a half-blood will be produced. The individual's pupils, hair, and blood will turn black, and their blood will contain a potent toxin. The time of half-bloods is stagnant; they do not age, and they will remain at the age they were when they mutated. Their lifespan is also extended, generally allowing them to live around 10,000 years. However, that 10,000 years is the limit; once it is reached, they will die immediately, leaving nothing behind. The time of half-bloods is stagnant; they do not age, and they will remain at the age they were when they mutated. Their lifespan is also extended, generally allowing them to live around 10,000 years. However, that 10,000 years is the limit; once it is reached, they will die immediately, leaving nothing behind.
"It's nothing, just not feeling very well, perhaps because I rarely see the sun." The tall, stout man lowered his head to fasten his buttons
Are they half-bloods? Heh... worse than the holy bloods. They cannot reproduce, lack a core, and do not have longevity; this is a race that has no future from the very beginning
Based on the destruction of the main computer, Lanka's report "On the Contradictory Unity of Human Psychological and Physiological Aspects" significantly altered the fate of the tall and stout classmate thereafter
The tall, stout man who was diligently buttoning up was stopped by a hand reaching out from the side. Lord Vanzhu's pale fingers brushed aside her thin undergarment, gliding over her emaciated waist and the slightly protruding ribs at her side
Lanka: "Indeed. However, although there are currently three races coexisting, the indigenous people of Saan Star are actually only the Bluebloods. The Silver-haired Red-eyed Holybloods migrated to this planet in ancient times. As for when, why, and from where they migrated, no one knows. The Holybloods possess immense physical and mental strength, quickly subduing the indigenous people of this planet. Among the blood races, strength determines everything; the weaker Bluebloods can only serve as commoners or slaves for the nobles. Thus, the hierarchy is established.
The tall and stout man scratched his head and said, "Ah, is that so? But... you see, I am the last human in this universe, and I can only live for a maximum of 100 years. I am neither powerful nor beautiful, I have no money, no education, and no legitimate profession. Moreover, anyone on the street can come and take a bite out of me. And you, on the other hand, can live for tens of thousands of years, you are beautiful, intelligent, capable of excelling in scientific research, and can sweep through the security teams. Your blood is naturally toxic, and no one dares to touch you. Although there are few, there are still half-blooded kin among you, and during these ten thousand years, you can do what you love, explore the unknown worlds of the universe, realize your personal value, and contribute to the blood kin society. Therefore, in my view, your complaints sound like saying, 'Oh, I am exceptionally talented and beautiful, invincible in the world, yet I can only live for ten thousand years, how pitiful!' It is just asking for a beating."
"Cough, it's not like that, Lanka. It's just that the last time I cried, he comforted me, which made me feel that he is actually a decent person"
It is so exhausting to raise them, yet they have lost weight again
Tall, stout, and silently frowning
When Prince Fan Zhuo's national inspection officially commenced, various high-tech products specifically designed for the tall and stout were also launched.
Thus, when the season of the Saan Star Rain arrives, a name of a person from Earth is added to the list of accompanying personnel for the Governor's customary global inspection.
"I am being serious," Lanka said, twirling a pen with a face full of the sacred glow of a scientist. "If you go to bed, make sure to report to me immediately! The various changes caused by sexual activity are all valuable data. I wonder if His Highness would allow me to observe and take notes on-site; otherwise, full electronic monitoring would also be acceptable..."
Sitting amidst a collection of novel objects, the tall and stout Dong touches and examines everything around him
Well... Lanca smiled faintly, clapped her hands, and a small, rainbow-colored pterosaur, no, a Qilin, descended from the sky with its wings flapping! The mane and wings brushed against the window frame in the wind, as if the legendary divine beast was stepping down to earth bathed in colorful holy light
Lanka, lowering her voice, said, "It's very simple, just... don't fall down!"
Science is sometimes truly a magnificent yet perplexing thing
Tall and Fat: "Can I not go..."
"How is that even possible?" Lanka raised an eyebrow nonchalantly, "For the blood clan, the act of drinking blood inherently combines hunger and desire. It is one thing to drink extracted blood from a cup, but if one were to bite directly into the neck of a living being, it is entirely normal to experience a strong sexual urge alongside the satisfaction of thirst. Moreover, you are humanoid, possess cognitive abilities, and have now learned the language of my kind... To be honest, there are times when even I forget that you are actually of a different race."
Lanka stroked his forehead, "Did you just realize this? Of course, it is different. Although the Bluebloods are also vampires, their lifespan is limited, approximately 500 years. They experience all stages of life from childhood to old age, and upon death, they leave behind a so-called 'core', which allows them to be reborn under the light of the first full moon of March. Due to this cycle of life, the Bluebloods do not need to bear offspring to continue their lineage.
In the distance, the wind carries the faint sound of wailing from the dragon team
Whether it is Van Trog or Bruche Giovanni or Siri, I have never seen other bloodlines laugh so inelegantly, nor do they ever use honorifics when speaking
Big Fat, come closer, "What is it?"
The tall, stout man with a calm demeanor said, "That's easy to say."
Ah! How infuriating! Humans are the most detestable! What do you mean by something that is obvious? This situation is fundamentally quite unique, alright? Generally, intelligent beings in the universe are not as weak as humans! Typically, mental and physical abilities evolve in tandem, you know!
Lanka scoffed, "Those are the nobles of the royal capital. Once you reach the desolate border town, those savages are no different from beasts. If you do not wish to be torn apart and devoured, it is best to obey and behave yourself."
Lanka: "Is that so? Hmm... In that case, let me teach you a secret of the Dragon Master."
The chubby classmate, who was slowly sipping hot fruit juice, suddenly spat it out! "How is that possible? Am I food?"
The prince was momentarily taken aback, let out a light laugh, patted the head of the tall and stout man, and then left with his attendants
The tall and stout man rubbed his sore and gritty eyes, climbed up from the medical table, and slowly put on his clothes
Lanka crossed her arms and laughed: "Of course! Oh ho ho ho—by the way, your hair and eyes are a bit lighter compared to the black of the half-bloods, so we should make some modifications later. As for your skin... hmm, it's already an unhealthily pale shade, but it will have to do."
The tall and stout man nodded, "I understand, it's just the difference between the local dialect and Mandarin... So what about this?"
Lanka: "Yours."
What is this?
Lanka was dumbfounded
Lanka was flipping through the health records without raising her head, "From a health perspective, it is not acceptable. Being confined in a room for too long can lead to psychological and skeletal issues. From a safety perspective, it is also unacceptable. Without Prince Vanzhuo's presence, it would be very easy for anyone to abduct someone."
This is what is known as a government-funded tour... Lankai said with a spirited expression, "Oh ho ho ho—backed by the government, all meals and accommodations covered, a luxurious castle tour around the world! Annual leave should be spent like this to be exciting!"
When I was young, I heard that the Holy Blood Clan had thirteen clans with sixty-five members. However, now, due to wars and other losses, three clans have completely perished, and seven clans have dwindled in numbers and have been absorbed. Today, only three major families remain, with the total number of individuals reduced to twenty-eight. If a method of reproduction cannot be found, this race will likely face extinction one day. At that time, the Saan Star may perhaps return to the rule of the Blue Blood Clan.
Wishing everyone a pleasant journey
However, ... ... why is your weight still decreasing?" Lanka read the blue weight data displayed on the screen with dissatisfaction, "I heard that your appetite is also poor, and you seem to lack energy while studying recently. What exactly is going on?"
Gao Da Pang paused for a moment, nodded, "Ah, that's right, but does it really take so long to think about something so obvious?"
After a long while, the beautiful girl finally closed her mouth and looked at the chubby classmate with a hint of admiration, murmuring: "Is it a comparative psychological comfort through reverse thinking? To think that such an annoying phrase could achieve such a healing effect. Earthlings... truly impressive..."
The tall and stout man supported himself against the wall as he exited
Casually helping the chubby one stuff the plush cloak into the suitcase, Lanka lowered her head to glance at her shiny black hair and muttered to herself, "Is it uncouth? Perhaps it is because I am not a noble after all, who told me I am just a half-blood..."
Regardless of whether one belongs to the Bluebloods or the Saintbloods, they can exchange blood with their partners and depend on each other. However, the Halfbloods are different; we are a taboo, our blood is poison. What an awkward status and existence
The tall and stout man waved his hand, saying, "Ah no, I just wanted to say that you are not at all good at the pretentiousness that other vampires excel at."
Lanka: "Odor suppressor. As long as you carry it close to your body, it can eliminate the faint sweetness you naturally carry, reducing the risk of being overwhelmed. As long as you don't actually bleed, you will smell just like an ordinary vampire. I have researched this thing for a long time, and I finally succeeded recently! Ah, from now on, I won't have to struggle every day over whether to bite you or not, whether to follow my instincts or remain absolutely loyal... Hurry up and put it on so I can see..." Lanka adjusted the size of the suppressor, tilting her head to examine it, "Hmm, not bad. Actually, I originally designed it to be a necklace for easier carrying, but Lord Vantor said that wearing it around your neck would be inconvenient when biting you, so I changed it to a bracelet form. The effect is slightly less than that of a necklace, but as long as you don't stick your neck under someone else's nose, it shouldn't be detected."
Nobility 'Blood of the Saints', commoners 'Blue Bloods', and the forbidden 'Half-Bloods'
Lanka, propped up on one hand with her chin resting on it, lazily glanced at the tall, stout figure with disheveled hair in front of the computer, saying, "I can't shake the feeling that the atmosphere between you two has changed. What happened? Did you go to bed together?"
The tall and stout person exclaimed with envy: "Ah, to live for ten thousand years, how wonderful it would be"
The busy servants in the room were all frozen in place
As for the Blood Saints, they are powerful and long-lived, almost ageless and immortal in their natural state. However, they do not possess a core that allows for rebirth; once their heart is shattered, they face complete annihilation. Without a core to cycle life, the women of the Blood Saints are unable to bear offspring, resulting in a continuous decline in their population.
Previously, when you mentioned feeling "down," I had a vague sense of that. Although humans are physically weak, their brain activity is already at the level of higher intelligent beings. Is it possible that psychological "emotions" can affect various physiological indicators? I just checked the Cosmic Encyclopedia, and there are occasional examples of intelligent beings in other galaxies experiencing similar situations. ... Now you mention that you have cried before ... . ... It is important to know that crying is actually one of the body's self-regulation methods for stress relief. I just checked the Cosmic Encyclopedia, and there are occasional examples of intelligent beings in other galaxies experiencing similar situations. ... Now you mention that you have cried before ... . ... It is important to know that crying is actually one of the body's self-regulation methods for stress relief. So I am thinking, perhaps it is precisely because of psychological repression that your health condition has declined
Lanka silently looked at the chubby man for a while and murmured, "It's not that I'm saying this, but sometimes your words are really quite harsh."
Let us remain blissfully ignorant and overlook the entire nonsensical scientific inference