She is not an investigator.

It's hard to imagine what she was dreaming about.

“I’m new here. Someone told me to come here to collect my identity.”

"Oh, I see..."

Hearing Igris's words, she finally breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out her arms, and wiped the drool off her face.

Soon, she placed a piece of paper of strange material in front of Igris and said.

"Take this and go upstairs. There are testing areas on the second and third floors. After the test, they will give you a score on this paper. Once you have collected three scores, you can come back to me."

It's strange, yet so professional.

Is this really the monster's lair? Igris was starting to get confused.

However, she didn't delay. After all, if she wanted to move around freely here, she had to get her ID card no matter what, so it was part of her job.

Just like before, she even learned some professional knowledge that she might never use in her life for the purpose of the investigation.

Thinking of her glorious past, Igris couldn't help but hum softly.

As she ascended the stairs to the second floor, the previous quiet sound disappeared, replaced by a scream that made her frown almost instantly.

The screams were so agonizing that they even made Igris feel slightly uncomfortable.

Even so, Igris forced herself to push open the door and walk into the room where screams were coming from.

The room was very large and spacious, with about thirty tables and chairs, most of which were empty. Many vampires were sitting in the chairs, writing something while weeping.

It's hard to imagine what kind of torture they're going through; I never imagined these people would be so ruthless to their own people.

"you are?"

Standing in front of all the vampires was a strangely dressed vampire, a female vampire. She looked quite young and pretty, but for some reason, her clothes always looked unusually old-fashioned, and she looked incredibly mean.

They are even more terrifying than those alien vampires.

"I'm here to test."

"Test? Oh, that's it. Although I haven't finished class yet, it's okay. Find a place to sit. I'll ask you a few questions in a bit, and I'll grade you based on your answers."

So, this is actually a school-like facility?

Looking at the other vampires slumped over their desks, some writing furiously, others wailing in agony, Igris suddenly understood why they were screaming so pitifully.

If only I had known I needed to study to become a vampire…

"The rest of you! Copy what you're holding a hundred times. If you don't finish, you're not eating today!"

As her voice faded, the classroom was instantly filled with a cheerful atmosphere, making everyone smile.

"Okay, get ready, I'm going to ask a question."

Igris sat up straight instantly and nodded nervously.

Perhaps it was this atmosphere that cast a shadow over her, someone who had never been able to sit quietly in the classroom and answer questions.

And this vampire finally asked his first question.

"First, there's the math problem."

"..."

This is a math problem that Igris is worst at. If she gets it wrong, will she also have to stay here and copy it a hundred times?

I should have just stormed in.

"Xiaoming has three eggs, and Xiaohong has five eggs. How many eggs do they have in total?"

"...?"

What kind of egg?

So, can vampires really eat eggs?

"You only have three seconds to think. Think it over carefully."

"...eight eggs."

Snapped.

The vampire standing in front clapped his hands and nodded approvingly.

"Correct answer. It seems you have a basic understanding of mathematical concepts."

"..."

What kind of math problem is this? Iglesias thought these problems would be much more difficult.

No, wait.

That said, most of the people who come here to collect their ID cards are newly born vampires, which means that the people who answer these questions should also be intelligent beings who have only recently been born.

Rounding it off, it equals "child".

In other words, these questions about the different types of people might not be a big problem; the problem is with her.

"It's not over yet. Listen to the question again. Please use: Xiaoming has an egg. I have it."

"what?"

"Countdown."

"...I have a little Ming's egg?"

"Hmm—not a bad answer."

What's wrong with these vampires? Why do they like eggs so much?

"There's one last question, and it's a difficult one, so listen carefully."

"..."

Igris no longer felt that these questions could be any more difficult. With questions for children and the frequent appearance of eggs, Igris found it hard to imagine what questions could be asked if these two things were combined together.

Xiaoming ate five eggs and had three eggs left. How many eggs did he have in total?

"...Eight eggs."

"Congratulations, you got a perfect score."

Shouldn't Igris be a little happy too? After all, she did get a perfect score.

But faced with this question, Igris really couldn't feel any sense of honor. Let alone her, even if the Mirror Demon were to answer this question, he probably wouldn't make a mistake.

Are vampires not as intelligent as we thought?

After watching the vampire teacher write something on the paper, Igris walked out of the classroom.

For some reason, she suddenly felt empty inside. Perhaps the questions had briefly taken over her mind, or perhaps she was wondering if vampires really liked to eat eggs.

...Would they raise chickens?

The bizarre stage play - The City of Gluttonous Bloodthirsty Thugs: Chapter Twenty, You're Born to Catch Chickens!

Having received her report card, Igris went to the third floor of the building.

Compared to the noisy and bustling environment on the second floor, this place is much quieter and more spacious.

There are no corridors or rooms here, just a large open space, and it's impossible to tell what it's for.

However, Igris soon found out.

"Why did you come here?"

"I'm doing a test."

A male vampire approached, took the paper from Igris's hand, and nodded thoughtfully.

"This is a physical fitness test. It's very simple. You just need to run ten laps around here and do fifty push-ups to pass."

"...?"

How many?

Is there a problem?

"...No, it's nothing."

Looking at the field in front of her, which was about 300 meters in circumference, Igris couldn't help but take a deep breath.

“…Miss Administrator, should we kill him?”

"Didn't you say you were going to infiltrate? You can't even overcome this little difficulty? Don't embarrass yourself, just run."

"..."

Igris pursed her lips bitterly, then gritted her teeth hard.

"I'm going all out! I'll show you the results of my hard work these past few days!"

…………

"Ha...ha...woo...I can't take it anymore..."

After completing the tenth lap, Igris finally collapsed to the ground, completely lifeless, looking as if she were dead.

The vampire beside him shook his head and said with a helpless expression.

"You ran three thousand meters in half an hour and didn't even do push-ups... But never mind, I see you're perfect in terms of intelligence, so I'll just give you a passing grade."

"Ah... thank you..."

"You just tried to kill him."

"Gu..."

After a grueling half-hour battle, Igris finally got her physical fitness score.

Compared to her first subject's performance, her physical fitness is indeed a weakness. She is not only inferior to a newborn vampire, but also inferior to most of her peers.

Even young children.

Even people who are several times older than her.

In short, Igris is someone who knows how to play to her strengths and avoid her weaknesses, so she never competes with others in physical ability.

"Now you can rest for a bit, and then try to do some combat testing."