On the balcony of the previous family's residence, Dr. Feng watered the plants placed on the ground with a small green watering can.
He carefully adjusted the direction of the water flow until he could see clear colored halos, and then he smiled.
Suddenly, his hand trembled, and the water flow that had been adjusted with great difficulty was immediately diverted, losing its brilliant colors.
"What's wrong?"
Aiswakaz asked from the bed where he was watching television. He had taken off his gray cloak and was only wearing a white loincloth.
"Two of the prepared matrices have been eliminated... It's not yet time for them to expand as planned, so the Hunter Association shouldn't notice... But if they're dead, they're dead. One or two won't affect the overall situation."
Aiswakaz asked curiously, "I'm very curious about how many matrices you've prepared that you're so confident about succeeding."
Dr. Feng continued watering and said, "Success is naturally the best, and failure is nothing. I will learn from failure and never fall in the same place twice. The more I fail, the stronger I will become. One day, I will construct a world completely dominated by plants, and then let the power of the Great Mother descend."
Aiswakaz did not speak further, his face showing a slight mockery.
If Dr. Feng were to complete his vision, then he, Aiswakaz, would likely be a target for elimination as well, for he was not a plant.
However, Ai Si was not worried about things reaching that point, because in this world, strength ultimately determined everything. As long as Dr. Feng remained in the upper echelon realm, he could not change this world no matter what he did.
Aiswakaz, however, was different. He was certain that his goal could be achieved.
What he said to Dr. Feng was true; he only desired a free hunting ground, and with invincible strength, anywhere could be a free hunting ground!
Therefore, Aiswakaz harbored an ambition: to ascend to the pinnacle of all living beings, to step into the Cataclysmic tier... to become a god!
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Tao Qingqing had arrived in Tongling City several days ago.
During these days, Wen Wen had been busy investigating Dr. Feng, so Tao Qingqing had been handling the accumulated supernatural cases in the city herself.
Ghosts, vampires, werewolves, and various strange monsters were all within her scope of handling. These small monsters hiding in the shadows were not strong, but they were a sufficient threat to ordinary humans.
Tongling City saw nearly a thousand deaths every day. It was impossible to统计 how many of these thousand deaths were from natural causes and how many were the "contribution" of monsters.
In cases involving upper-echelon monsters, Tao Qingqing could not intervene, so her main task was to deal with low-strength monsters.
Originally, she enjoyed this work. Setting aside any talk of atonement, the mere ability to move freely was something that countless monsters confined in the containment facility would envy.
But now, Tao Qingqing was very depressed. In the past three days, she had only found one stinky, limping werewolf. Moreover, this werewolf survived by scavenging and had no record of harming humans. It even sponsored orphans, so she couldn't take her anger out on it. But besides that, she had found nothing.
Finding hidden monsters in a city was not an easy task. Monsters that could evade the Hunter Association's search and survive to this day were more or less capable.
But for her, a high-level vampire of the Disaster tier, to have only this much gain in several days was too unusual. Was the city too clean, or was her ability too poor?
If this continued, how would she report to Wen Wen? Would she have to tell Wen Wen that she had been watching soap operas for the past few days and not working diligently?
Although she had indeed watched them, it was still not good to have nothing to report. The thought of Wen Wen's expression when she failed to complete the mission made her feel uncomfortable from the bottom of her heart.
Thus, Tao Qingqing once again went to the dirty werewolf's home. As a monster active in this city, it should know information about other monsters. If she couldn't catch a hapless monster to report, she could at least figure out the reason for the scarcity of monsters in this city.
The werewolf lived in a landfill. When Tao Qingqing last saw it, it had been so scared that it soiled itself. Therefore, Tao Qingqing had suppressed most of her sense of smell before daring to find it, otherwise, this place was too terrifying for her.
Kicking open the dilapidated door, Tao Qingqing found that the limping werewolf was not there, so she shook her head in disappointment and said, "Vampires and werewolves are enemies. It's normal for it to change its hiding place after I discovered it..."
"No, it didn't leave willingly!"
She used her blood power to move a dirty blanket, revealing a patch of wiped bloodstains on the ground. This bloodstain was left by the werewolf, and it was very fresh, less than twenty-four hours old! Sudan Novel Network
After she had seen the werewolf before, someone had attacked it and taken it away!
Tao Qingqing took a deep breath, and the pungent smell almost choked her. "The thing that took it away left no obvious scent... But the werewolf's bloodstain is very clear, and I can find it!"
Back then, Wen Wen could find a specific target in a city based on the scent of a little blood. As a genuine vampire, Tao Qingqing could certainly do the same, and even better.
Soon, she followed the faint scent and found an orphanage in the city.
There were many orphans in the Federation, so there were many orphanages. However, Federal orphanages usually did not worry about funding because the Federal government allocated funds every month, which was enough to cover the orphanage's expenses for the next month.
With no threat of war, the Federation's social welfare was sufficient, and funds were never skimped on places like orphanages and nursing homes.
Under the gentle sunlight, in the courtyard of the orphanage, children of various ages were playing with various toys. A middle-aged female teacher in an orange-yellow down jacket watched these children with a smile.
Seeing this scene, Tao Qingqing's lips curved into a smile. She had also been an orphan and had some good memories in the orphanage. Fortunately, because she was an orphan, she had not attacked her own parents under the influence of her bloodlust.
But such a beautiful scene only lasted for a while. In Tao Qingqing's eyes, it became somewhat terrifying.
The children were playing within a small area the entire time, never letting go of their toys. The female teacher maintained that smile, without any superfluous movements!
The scene at the orphanage gate was like a beautiful scroll painting, but the people in the scroll were all soulless!
They moved mechanically under the control of something, but fortunately, they still had breathing and heartbeats, so they were not dead yet. If they received timely treatment, they might be saved.