The plot of "Quick Transmigration: The Charismatic One Always Collapses" is incomplete.

A series of murders has occurred in Dongcheng District. The bodies have multiple serious injuries, especially the neck, which has been bitten to pieces.

Panic spread among the people.

Was the murderer even human?

How could they be so utterly depraved!

Those below don't understand, and those above can't see it either?

This is clearly the work of a vampire.

So they urgently dialed the vampire's encrypted communication and had a "friendly" conversation.

The human representative pushed the autopsy image onto the light screen.

"Your Excellencies should understand that this was not the work of humans."

The elders were extremely polite, saying they would definitely handle the matter seriously and that it would absolutely not affect the peace agreement between the two sides.

After ending the video call, the vampires' smiles vanished.

There's no point in arguing about this now.

"His Highness is about to be resurrected, and we absolutely cannot afford any mistakes. Right now, we should try to appease the humans as soon as possible."

They want to turn against each other, but definitely not now.

They intend to use absolute power to overwhelmingly conquer humanity.

"To show our concern, resolve this as soon as possible, and send our direct descendants to clean it up."

"Duke Klaus, what do you think?"

Cedric lifted his eyelids, revealing a perfectly genuine smile. "Feasible."

The council of elders drew up a list, mostly of people selected from their own families.

This is no simple achievement; once the prince awakens, it will earn him favor.

They also drafted a list of some descendants of the Klaus family.

The person in power is still Cedric on the surface, so it wouldn't be wrong to offer him some flattery, whether openly or secretly.

Cedric glanced at the list on the paper, picked up his pen, and added a name at the end of the list.

The elders asked in confusion, "Him?"

"Don't forget, his father died for His Highness the Prince."

-

Since attending Klaus's dinner party last time, Wen Yubai has stayed in the castle and hasn't gone out to participate in any activities.

He wasn't a particularly sociable person, and most invitations to banquets were partly for entertainment purposes.

He planned to go to Cedric's castle one night and find an opportunity to secretly drink blood.

But 188 stopped him.

[What's the rush? The second male lead isn't on a business trip; he's home every day. If you try to climb through the window now, you'll be caught before you even touch it.]

Since I'm on the fringes of this world, I might as well relax a bit.

You can also buy entertainment equipment in the system space, but 188 is reluctant to spend the money.

Alas, times have changed.

Back in the day, it was a top-ranked brand on the luxury goods list.

Fortunately, this is a modern society with cell phones, computers, and the internet.

The White family may have declined, but the wealth accumulated over generations is enough for Wen Yubai to squander.

Listen to music, watch anime, play games—no need for a seamless part-time job, no need to worry about the pressures of life.

They can even drink blood without eating.

"Thank you, 188, for choosing such an easy world for me."

Don't mention it, you've had a tough time in your first world too.

"By the way, 188, does staying online all the time consume your energy?"

Of course it will.

Wen Yubai has a better grasp of this world, and 188 is not very useful.

"Then go into hibernation. I'll wake you up if needed."

Okay, be careful.

188 is now in a peaceful rest.

Unfortunately, Wen Yubai's comfortable life came to an end not long after.

The elders issued an order for these descendants to purge the vampires who had lost their minds and were wantonly harming people, with a deadline of half a month.

Wen Yubai is in charge of the harbor in the eastern part of the human city.

Before setting off, they had to queue up to receive blood bags, which were a special edition with added inhibitors.

It tastes terrible, but it can effectively suppress the appetite of vampires.

The higher the level of a vampire, the better they can control their instincts. Clearly, the elders do not believe that Wen Yubai belongs to this level.

When it was his turn, they gave him two extra bags.

Wen Yubai showed a humiliated expression, grabbed the blood bag, and turned to leave.

What he didn't notice was that a hint of struggle and guilt flashed across the vampire servant's face, but in the end he didn't say anything.

The waiter thought, don't blame him, he was forced into it.

Before leaving, the butler prepared three suitcases, his face full of reluctance.

He, who was usually taciturn, rambled on and on.

"Master, please be careful when you're on patrol."

"If you can't beat them, don't be stubborn, remember to run."

Wen Yubai: ...

"Yes, I know."

Finally, he added softly, "Don't worry."

Wen Yubai picked some clothes from his suitcase and then set off.

The butler stood there for a long time, watching his master's departing figure.

-

Dongcheng Harbor is in the height of summer.

Under the blazing sun, the crowds thronged.

Everyone was dressed in light clothing, carrying umbrellas, and beaming with bright smiles.

Unlike vampires, even when vampires laugh, there is always a hint of coldness in their smiles.

It's just that humans are too enthusiastic.

Wen Yubai refused to give her contact information again, and reluctantly put on a mask.

It's so hot.

He's of mixed race; he won't die from the sun, but he'll get hot from it.

It's definitely better to travel at night.

He booked a hotel, stayed there until night, then went out on patrol and returned to submit his report for the night.

Wen Yubai typed on the tablet: Dongcheng Harbor, first night, safe, no vampires found.

Confirm submission.

The harbor was peaceful that night, but other parts of the eastern city were anything but.

The bloodline of the nobility has a natural advantage over vampires, and this cleansing was almost a complete rout.

The vampire on the ground, baring its long fangs, twisted its body trying to crawl away, but was held down by an invisible force and could only stammer and beg.

"Please, let me go, let me go."

"This kind of thing doesn't even deserve our attention?"

The young man glanced at it with disgust, then fawned over the nobleman next to him, "Lion, I can handle it."

Leon stopped him; it was rare to find a vampire with a shred of reason left.

He twirled the ring on his hand, approached, and seductively asked, "Tell me, who sent you to create chaos?"

The vampire, who was pleading underground, was not controlled and instead became ferocious, lunging at him.

Before he could get close, his body was cut in half at the waist and fell to the ground.

Lien calmly took a step back, wiping his hands, which weren't dirty at all.

The fact that he wasn't bewitched means that the other party's ability to control minds is stronger than his, and he is at least a pure-blooded nobleman.

The young man quickly finished up the work, pouring the holy silver water onto the vampire, turning the corpse into a puddle of water.

He couldn't wait to take credit, but seeing that the other party wasn't very interested, he dropped a bombshell.

"Lian, in a few days, there will be a good show. I've drugged that mixed-race guy."

"What?"

"Heh heh, I bribed the waiter and put an inducer in his blood bag. What kind of person does he think he is, worthy of carrying out a mission with us?"

The young man thought he could win over Count Vantor's sole heir, but he never expected the other man's eyes to suddenly turn cold.

"idiot."

Even if the Vantor family despises someone, they would never stoop to such despicable means.

not to mention……

"You think this is just a simple cleaning operation?"

"If Damian loses control and erupts in the East City, and humanity retaliates, interfering with the Prince's awakening, can you bear the consequences?"

The young man's legs went weak, and he knelt down with a thud, cold sweat pouring down his face.

If humanity retaliates and hinders the prince's recovery, he will be reduced to ashes.

Leon opened his phone, intending to contact Damian, only to find that he didn't have the other person's contact information at all.

Damn it, I just hope that idiot didn't drink too much and can hold on.

It would take at least six days to get from here to the harbor.

"I'm going to the harbor, you stay here."

Leon swept past him and snapped the young man's arm in the process.

The young man's right arm was severed instantly, but he dared not complain.

"Yes."