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Chapter 35: Pupa

"Can you feel it? This is the bloodthirsty state. You will have an extremely strong appetite and craving for blood. The state of most blood demons can be distinguished from their appearance. If their skin is pale, like mine, they are blood demons in a state of hunger. If they have drunk enough blood, their skin will be purplish-red..."

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Zhao Zizhan, lying on his sickbed, was on the verge of tears: "Forget about the Blood Demon for now, please, give me a sip first..."

"The state of thirst is the most suitable for sensing blood. At this time, every drop of blood is precious. I need you to feel the blood in your body now. Take a deep breath and close your eyes..."

Zhao Zizhan had no choice but to comply, forcibly suppressing the overwhelming thirst within him and sensing the state of his blood...

Feel it, feel it... I really want a bite, no, no... Feel it, feel it... I'm so hungry, I'm so hungry... Give it to me...

Blood...blood...

"The first reaction to bloodlust is the strongest. As you become more familiar with and master blood magic, this reaction will gradually disappear. At my stage, it's just a slight craving for blood. This is for your own good. Restraint is always the most crucial element of blood magic."

To be honest, Zhao Zizhan could hardly listen to what the other person was saying. The thirst for blood and the chaotic feeling inside his body were driving him crazy.

His thoughts were constantly torn between the understanding that he needed to calm down and feel things through his spiritual understanding, the need to become stronger in order to control his destiny, and the conflicting feelings of his flesh and blood—"I just want to drink some blood, so what?"

The spirit and the flesh are one, yet they also compete and tear each other apart, and even a trace of resentment began to emerge in Zhao Zizhan's heart.

Why me?

Why did I, born into such a family and raised with such hardship, still encounter such an accident?

Why did I have to be transported to this strange world and get caught up in all this mess? Why do I have to work so hard to become stronger in order to live the life I want?

Why should I suffer like this?

I've already transmigrated, so why can't I have some even more invincible cheat codes to become an unparalleled genius?

Why can't Warfarin give me a drop of blood...?

Why can't this damn blood just hurry up and let me sense it properly?!

Zhao Zizhan lay on the hospital bed, his limbs firmly restrained, his hands gripping the sheets tightly, his body taut, his chest heaving violently, and a beast-like panting sound emanating from his throat.

Several medical personnel looked reluctant and chose to leave the treatment room, while Warfarin remained expressionless, arms crossed, staring at Zhao Zizhan in front of her. Only the fingers deeply embedded in her arms spoke of the turmoil in her heart.

Even the most unreliable doctor on Rhodes Island, who has no rice noodles, feels guilty about personally labeling someone as a Blood Demon.

It is no exaggeration to say that today's treatment could very well ruin the rest of this promising young man's life.

Now, his painful struggle in his hospital bed seems to be a foreshadowing of his future life.

As a doctor, she saved him, but as Warfarin, she personally pushed the boy into a fire.

“Starting over is not a bad thing, Zhao Zizhan.” In his daze, Zhao Zizhan’s words rang in his ears. This squad leader, who came from Guangxi, often spoke his own motto on life in his distinctive local accent.

"Serving in the army is a very tough job."

"If you just want to serve for two years or become a non-commissioned officer, then you don't need to work so hard."

This is what their squad leader said to them after they crawled across the firing range during their second year of service.

At the time, he didn't know what it meant, but later he learned that it was the class monitor selecting people to participate in the training.

Zhao Zizhan naturally failed. His physical strength had never been good, and he would need to retire from the army and go back to school. Anyone who climbs a 60-meter shooting range knows how difficult it is. After one climb, both of his desert camouflage sleeves were black and red, and his elbows were torn, with only a layer of skin hanging on them. He could only turn to the other side and continue climbing.

He seemed to complain back then just as much as he does now, complaining about why he had to join the army, why he had to do this kind of training, and complaining that his squad leader was heartless...

But after retiring, he realized what he had missed and gradually felt what those two years had brought him.

He started reading Marxism-Leninism and Little Red Book, but the more he read, the more confused he became.

I feel like I've been missing out all along, living in a daze, and always placing my hopes on others. As a child, I resented my father; as an adult, I resented my childhood and the world.

When we were in the army, we always said that we should dedicate our limited lives to the infinite duty of guarding. But after we are discharged, what should we guard?

People are responsible for themselves, or they are not.

Starting over is not a bad thing.

He didn't want to miss it again if he had a second chance.

Zhao Zizhan gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and felt the surge of heat coursing through his body.

He felt the blood filling his ventricles and being pumped throughout his body by his muscles.

Zhao Zizhan suddenly opened his eyes, his bloodshot eyes staring at Warfarin in front of him. He saw the blood on her body.

"Congratulations, Agent Zizhan, you are now a beginner-level blood magic sorcerer," Warfarin said, waving her hand to release the restraints on the bed.

Would you like some blood plasma?

Warfarin's tone was lighthearted. Zhao Zizhan's talent was not the best she had ever seen; in fact, it could be said that it was rather poor. His ability and efficiency in sensing blood magic were both very low.

But Zhao Zizhan's perseverance impressed her.

It's hard to imagine that a fifteen-year-old boy has such willpower to resist thirst for blood. Warfarin was already prepared to give Zhao Zizhan a bag of blood, but she didn't expect him to actually endure it. This is even stronger than most of her own kind.

Those who are born with power often never feel that controlling that power is necessary.

Self-control is the most superior talent in blood magic.

"Please be sure to give me a copy, thank you..." Zhao Zizhan replied weakly; he was truly in terrible pain.

Taking the blood bag from his hand, Zhao Zizhan was a little flustered: "This... how do I use it?"

"Just like I taught you before, feel the blood, and then, like a sponge absorbing water, draw it into your body."

"Can I try it back in my dorm?"

"Of course you can, go ahead, you're free now."

Warfarin stepped aside, and Zhao Zizhan stiffly got out of bed and slowly walked out of the infirmary.

The moment he stepped out the door, he knew he was different.

Chapter Thirty-Six: What is a New Era Blood Demon? (Leans back)

The novel of Xianxun: Eighth Generation of the Nine-Year-Old Man

Zhao Zizhan kept his head down all the way back to his dormitory, trying his best not to look at the officers on the way, for fear of drooling.

After running all the way to the dormitory, Zhao Zizhan finally breathed a sigh of relief. He then switched to the Dragon Raja world and looked at the two large blue barrels in the warehouse.

I don't have much talent, and my blood magic utilization rate is probably less than one-tenth of others. So if that's the case, and the efficiency is not enough, then I'll just increase the quantity!

Upon opening the blue bucket, a pungent smell of blood mixed with the stench of pigs assaulted Zhao Zizhan's senses, almost making him gag. Yet, he couldn't suppress his craving for this stuff, a mixture of its pungent and fragrant aromas.

Zhao Zizhan held his palms above the blue barrel and, following the method he had learned before, began to sense the blood flow and then absorb it...

The pig's blood in the bucket, which had been stirring restlessly, surged back up as Zhao Zizhan had the thought of absorbing it, and began to rush into his palm, forming a small blood ball, which then seeped into his body.

In just ten minutes, the two large buckets of pig's blood were completely drained.

Regardless of quality, the quantity is definitely plentiful and enough to fill you up.

After drinking those two large buckets of blood, the pricking sensation in Zhao Zizhan's heart completely disappeared. He felt as energetic as if he had chewed on some chewing gum, and his body was extremely satisfied.

Even seeing things is two-thirds clearer than before.

"No wonder most blood demons can't control themselves; this feeling... is truly addictive."

If pig's blood is so effective, then human blood...

Zhao Zizhan forcibly shut down his thoughts. He had to restrain himself. Although he had escaped the Wild Dog Realm and arrived at the Little Karami Realm, his country had very strict blood control, and he couldn't get over it emotionally.

Later, I can go to the US. As the world's largest blood exporter, the US accounts for 70% of global blood exports. Buying blood plasma is a very common thing in the US. I can even build a blood bank. However, I may need to pull some strings. I can establish a branch in Rhode Island, which will give me room to explain myself back home.

For now, let's just relax and find some animal blood to drink.

A live pig weighs approximately 100 to 150 kilograms, and the blood content of an adult pig is about 8%. As a result, a pig can produce about 7 to 12 kilograms of blood.

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And what about a cow? Meat Simmental cattle weigh between 800 and 1200 kilograms, with blood accounting for 5% to 8% of their weight. A single cow can produce a full 64 liters of blood.

Shilan City is a large city with a huge number of slaughterhouses. My father alone owns twenty of them, and my family's annual production capacity is more than eight million pigs, supplying fresh meat to the people of Shilan City and even the surrounding counties.

Every day, they produce more than 100 tons of blood from various livestock and poultry, including pig blood.

The handling of this blood was a major problem. In 04, the cooking methods for pig's blood were very complicated, and apart from Sichuan, few places could consume such a large amount of pig's blood.

Don't even mention Maoxuewang (a Sichuan dish), Maoxuewang uses duck blood.

Pig contamination is actually quite serious. The processing of this blood is complicated, and the market is not good. With the current transportation conditions, the price of pig blood will probably plummet by the time it reaches Sichuan. But it can't be left untreated. In the past two years, China has successfully bid for the Olympics, and various industries have begun to raise their requirements for environmental protection and hygiene. Most slaughterhouses are racking their brains over how to handle this pig blood. Processing pig blood according to regulations will result in losses, and a considerable number of small and medium-sized slaughterhouses have begun to outwit and outmaneuver the regulatory authorities.

Needless to say, cow blood has a very strong smell and very low nutritional value, making it cheaper than pig blood. However, cow blood has high industrial value, and as the industrial system gradually improves, the price of cow blood will slowly increase.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, I will be able to acquire a large amount of blood at a very reasonable price to support my blood magic training.

Think about the lives those Blood Demons in Terra live, and what kind of lives you live.

How many people can a Blood Demon absorb at once? How can you compare to me? A bunch of rats are just running away. I'll let you kill as many as you want. Even if you kill 10,000 people at once, you still can't compare to me.

Besides, if you really dare to kill 10,000 people, then you're incredibly powerful, and the high-speed warships of the surrounding countries will be giving Kazdel a good beating.

Do you even know what an Industrial Cthulhu is?!

Zhao Zizhan decisively made another call and ordered ten barrels each of cow blood and pig blood from the slaughterhouse, and began to slowly practice blood magic.

"Young master, what do you need so much animal blood for?" Because of Zhao Zizhan's pack of cigarettes, the driver recognized Zhao Zizhan and chatted with him while unloading the goods.

"The pharmaceutical company over there wants to use it to extract hemoglobin and separate heme to produce serum and feed additives." Zhao Zizhan had already come up with an excuse, and he also had the idea of ​​selling this blood to Rhodes Island.

Pharmaceutical research and development cannot be separated from blood. Pig blood and cow blood can be used to extract active substances such as thrombin and superoxide dismutase, which is of great help to Rhodes Island, a pharmaceutical research and development company.

Seeing the driver's delighted expression, Zhao Zizhan smiled and said, "Don't get your hopes up too high. This thing is still in the experimental stage, and the dosage won't be particularly large. Whether it will work or not depends on the experimental results."

"Wow, that's impressive... No wonder he's a young master, being educated really makes a difference," the driver exclaimed while smoking. He hadn't smoked the cigarette Zhao Zizhan had given him, but instead showed it off to his colleagues for a long time and kept it in his pocket like a treasure, planning to use it to entertain relatives when they came to visit.

After seeing the driver off, Zhao Zizhan opened the nine large barrels and continued practicing. According to Warfarin's instructions on learning blood magic, blood magic is actually more like a combination of life-based Originium Arts and liquid control techniques.

After absorbing enough blood, Zhao Zizhan's thirst symptoms completely disappeared, and his scarlet eyes returned to their dark brown color.

Looking in the mirror, Zhao Zizhan began his first step: practicing controlling his blood.

First, the first step: ignite the golden eyes...

Zhao Zizhan controlled the dragon blood within his body, slowly increasing its concentration... Then, Zhao Zizhan's eyes began to shine with golden light, and he felt a significant improvement in his body.

The second step is to suppress the dragon blood.

By combining Originium and blood, the dragon blood was forcibly diluted, and the golden eyes dimmed again.

Zhao Zizhan sensed his body and found that the back-and-forth process of the dragon blood awakening and then being forcibly suppressed had caused considerable damage to his body, but it was not a big problem.

Zhao Zizhan reached for a large bucket, and blood came!

Repair yourself!

Under the influence of blood magic, the absorbed blood slowly repaired and strengthened Zhao Zizhan's body.

Use all your blood magic!

Blood surged through his body, and Zhao Zizhan's eyes turned crimson once more.

And so, in the deserted warehouse, Zhao Zizhan's eyes, like LEDs, kept changing between gold, red, and black... Zhao Zizhan's increasingly unrestrained laughter echoed in the empty warehouse.

Chapter Thirty-Seven: Let's turn the tide!

Zhao Zizhan practiced in the warehouse for half a day and increasingly felt that his blood magic seemed to be a very useful skill in the dragon world.

Its greatest function is that it can forcibly suppress mixed-race individuals.

The meaning of the word is to correct the old wife

Imagine a half-blood opening their golden eyes at you, then casting a blood spell, and lo and behold, their bloodline is suppressed. Zhao Zizhan felt the other person's expression would be priceless.

I don't care if you're A-class or S-class, turn them all into humans!

I'm afraid I'll end up becoming Angers' second-tier mixed-race fighting master.

The suspected alcoholic drink has been abandoned for a long time

Even if some hybrids force themselves to burn blood in order to fight, one can use blood magic to suppress them and prevent them from turning into Deadpool.