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Chapter 220: Growing garlic in the Himalayas

 This night.

In the town's pubs and restaurants, countless men and women left and came back. Every time they came back, they would soon leave with another person.

When they come back, they are no longer themselves!

They all had elegant smiles on their faces, helping the returning Dracula select his prey, or using their beauty, relying on past friendships, or relying on family ties to bring the prey to the elegant young man.

Some old prey have their blood drained and become food.

Those who are young and strong are assimilated into a part of darkness.

Darkness is growing.

Everyone doesn't know.

In the tavern, the last herdsman was still drinking and said with a smile to Abel, who had gone out for a trip and returned: "Hey, what do you think the people of Daxia think?"

"You actually used things like Dracula to deceive us, haha, vampire, these bad stories from so many years ago are not even enough to deceive my daughter!"

Abel smiled.

The herdsman was stunned: "Why are you laughing?"

Suddenly, a strange scene appeared.

The noisy tavern suddenly fell silent, and all the drinkers laughed at him.

At the same time, the door of the tavern was pushed open.

A figure walked in with a smile.

The moment he saw those figures, the herdsman suddenly stood up with a look of astonishment on his face.

"Brother, why are you here?"

"Wait a minute, uncle, third uncle, younger brother... Why are you all here... Wife, daughter, you are also here..."

"And you... Why are you all here!"

Although this typical Western town is not big, it still has about 500 people!

At this time, these five hundred people walked in one after another, not only filling the tavern, but also surrounding the tavern!

Everyone was looking at him with a smile.

But no one spoke.

For a moment, the herdsman felt an inexplicable chill... His eyes were like sizing up prey!

"You...what's going on?" The herdsman subconsciously took a step back, but was stopped by the bartender behind him with a smile.

"Whoosh!"

Sharp teeth poked out one after another.

The herdsmen looked at this scene in astonishment, with horrified expressions on their faces: "You..."

"Don't be afraid." A young man walked sideways and said with a smile: "Your physical fitness is very good. You have the qualifications to become a member of my tribe."

"You should be happy because..."

"Weak human being, I will grant you immortal life."

"Become part of the darkness."

The herdsman was so frightened by this strange scene that he could not speak. He shouted in Poyin: "No..."

A dark shadow flashed.

His wife and daughter appeared in front of him with a smile, teeth sticking out!

"Husband, come join us."

"Dad, you will also like this feeling, this power, and...the taste of blood."

One minute later.

The last herdsman stood up, looked at the elegant young man and smiled, feeling the powerful power and desire for blood.

"Whoosh!"

Two sharp teeth also popped out of his mouth.

Grand Duke Dracula stood there, smiling as well.

The first town has fallen.

Used it overnight.

It seems very long.

But in fact, this is a rate of exponential growth!

One vampire can infect a small town in one night.

What about a small town vampire?

How many vampires can a small town vampire infect again?

Dracula looks at this new world.

This world is filled with countless foods.

"Everyone, I will trouble you next." Dracula chuckled: "But before that, I want to warn everyone."

"Don't be exposed to the sun. If you must be exposed to the sun, it's best not to show any skin or hold up a parasol."

"Also, don't be reckless, use human disguises and lurk in dark corners where humans can't detect them."

"Also, stay away from garlic."

Dracula ordered with a smile.

Just like in the legend, vampires are afraid of garlic and sunlight.

Unless it is Dracula, the purebred vampire who is the ancestor of vampires, all other vampires will be restrained by sunlight and garlic.

Abel, who had become a vampire, frowned and said, "Then do we need to avoid the cross and those church members who sing the Bible?"

After all, according to legend, the cross and the Bible can also restrain vampires.

"Cross? Bible? Church personnel?" Dracula smiled nonchalantly and said, "That's not necessary."

"Their gods cannot save them."

"The cross and the Bible actually have no effect on us. They are just used by stupid humans to deceive and promote religion."

After saying that, the young man in the cloak waved his hand: "Go and spread darkness in unknown corners!"

"Remember, it must be secretive!"

"When we grow stronger... I can feel that there seems to be a larger population and more developed cities in the east. I will take you there."

He can feel it.

That distant east, that once weak country, now has an astonishing population!

There is a paradise for vampires!

As long as they can rush in, the vampire clan that has disappeared for thousands of years can quickly grow!

That night, under the moonlight.

The residents of the entire town were wearing coats, hats and masks, and quietly drove out of the town to several nearby French cities.

Only the empty houses were left, as well as the blood-drained and mummified cattle and sheep, and the hounds raised by the herdsmen.

Darkness is growing.

And the other side.

Among the 313 outposts.

"What?" The company commander's face was full of disbelief: "You want us to give up patrols, and also be passive and slow down our work?"

"Yeah!" Lin Fan nodded.

The company commander said blankly: "This...isn't this a dereliction of duty? If there are outsiders with evil intentions, they will seize the opportunity!"

"Yes, I just want you to neglect your duties." Lin Fan patted the company commander who looked in disbelief, "Don't worry, this is the plan. Let the soldiers patrolling outside come back."

"In the next few days, you don't need to stand guard or patrol. You just eat and drink every day. You don't need to go out. You can just cook hot pot in this warm house in the ice and snow. It will give some people the feeling that you are defenseless."

Lin Fan said this and reminded: "By the way, when making hot pot, eat more garlic or something..."

Lin Fan finished speaking.

He turned to look at Chique beside him: "By the way, where are the botanists and twenty tons of garlic that I asked Mr. Chen to urgently transfer?"

"It's getting late now, and it's difficult to get here. It's probably the day after tomorrow at the earliest." After Chique finished speaking, he said with a confused look on his face: "What are you trying to do?"

"Haha, secret." Lin Fan smiled: "But to put it simply, I just want to grow garlic in the Himalayas!"

For a while.

Everyone was confused... and had no idea what Lin Fan wanted to do.

Everyone is obviously here to garrison! If we don’t build fortifications, what kind of land will we cultivate?


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