enses have also improved to some extent. This is evolution. Now, ordinary people can easily kill level-0 zombies, and even if they encounter a level-1 zombie, they can still kill it if they cooperate..."Geez, how unlucky."

Ripples' voice was flat and emotionless.

"The officer said that he had previously helped you avoid arrest, and that this might have offended the creator of life."

Lance said.

"I'm not sure, you'd have to ask the person involved. Is Mark still alive"

"In a semi-comatose state, highly aggressive, consciousness fluctuates between clarity and confusion." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

"Hold the person down first, I'll go see what's going on."

The ripples have already gotten up and are preparing to leave.

Okay, I'll wait for you to come over.

Morgan's whole heart was in his throat. He looked at his son, bound and gagged, his eyes filled with rage.

Lance kept his eyes on Morgan's expression, clearly seeing the rage in his eyes. He was certain that the hatred wasn't directed at them, the blood race.

"Interesting."

Count Lans spoke to himself.

Two hours later, a stylish red sports car pulled up to the bar door. Ripple got out, and then a black and a white sports car followed suit. Rossi and Ang joined Ripple as they went into the bartender.

After three figures appeared, almost all the vampires in the bar stood up and politely bowed to them.

"Ripple, go straight to the second floor!"

Lance waved to the three holy land elites on the second floor.

The ripples carried the two of them up to the second floor, where they were met by Morgan.

"Miss Ripple, please save Mark."

Morgan said anxiously, as if he had grasped a lifeline.

"Mr. Morgan, please don't worry. Count Lans has already told me about Mark's situation. I can only check on him when he wakes up. However, I need to understand what happened first before I can figure out how to help your son."

The ripples spoke calmly.

"I know, it must be the creatures who created this! They're getting revenge on me!"

Morgan's fists clenched.

"What did you do that offended their interests"

"I once investigated the creation of life, but after a few days, the Chief called me in and told me to stop. I gave up using the police's resources to investigate and started secretly looking into it myself. My informant says they're getting close."

Shortly after you and your team completed the mission and left Brook Town, the creators of the bio-weapon arrived. They wanted to use our people to excavate the destroyed underground laboratory. I made an excuse and declined their request, then took my team and left.

When I went back to meet my informant, he was hiding and hinted that he was in danger and couldn't help me investigate the creation of bio-weapons any further. I had no choice but to leave the meeting place.

On the way home, I was attacked by a wolf and bitten. Someone also warned me not to investigate things that are not supposed to be investigated.

"Before I could even get home, Mark attacked me. In the dark, I thought it was the person who had warned me before, so I shot him. When I turned on the light, I saw it was Mark, but something was wrong with him. I didn't dare take him to the hospital, so I had to bring him here for help."

Although Morgan was angry, he still concisely explained the ins and outs of the situation.

Ripples listened carefully without interrupting, and waited until the other person finished speaking before opening her mouth.

First, you looked into the creation of the creatures, which raised suspicions. Your superiors forbade you from investigating further, proving they were likely involved. However, your private investigation must have alerted them.

When they were in Brook Town, they probably intended to use you and your men as a way to give you a warning. Unfortunately, you cleverly refused them.

When you contact the informant, it will prove even more that you haven't given up on the investigation. That's why they sent the werewolf to warn you. And from the scent still lingering on you, I can confirm that the other party is an artificial werewolf.

As for turning Mark into a vampire, it was to blackmail you, or rather, control you. Because in your current situation, you are helpless. To save your son, you have no choice but to submit to the creator of this bioengineered being.

"But you're clever, seeking help from our vampire kin. They are reluctant to confront us head-on for the time being, so you have bought yourself more time."

The more ripples spoke, the worse Morgan's expression became, and he grew increasingly desperate. Was he going to have to beg for the creation of life

Count Lance, Rossi, and Angu all remained silent, listening to Ren's analysis without offering their own opinions.

"Miss Ripple, are you asking me to beg the creators of life to turn my son back to normal"

Morgan gritted his teeth and said.

The ripples did not answer, only gazing at Count Lance.

Lance understood her meaning and finally spoke.

There is one more way to save your son, but I'm afraid you won't be willing.

What method

He hasn't fully transformed yet. We extract the part of his blood that remains human, and then a higher-ranking vampire will complete his transformation into a true vampire. Just be aware that he won't be like you anymore after that.

Count Lance said in a faint voice.

"Is there any danger"

"Of course! Because he already has some of the vampire's venom in his body, when he undergoes a second transformation, the two venoms will clash inside him. If he can't withstand it, he will become a blood slave, a monster that only knows how to kill and suck blood."

Lance spread his hands.

"Anything has risks, and even though you are his father, you cannot make decisions for him. So after he wakes up, I hope you will consult with him. Perhaps he doesn't want to live this way."

Ripples said softly.

Morgan said nothing. He didn't understand how investigating an obscure biotech company could have caused so much trouble.

Lance gave the space to the two men and his father, and they all went to his spacious lounge.

"Ripple Captain, did you tell Morgan about the creation of the bioengineering company"

Lances poured out a bottle of red wine, saying as he did so.

"As I said, I wanted to draw his attention and have him look into the creation of biological organisms. Not everyone among humans supports the research of new creatures replacing us. There are those who agree and those who disagree. If the two sides fight amongst themselves, we'll have an opportunity. I just didn't expect such strong resistance. It seems that those who support creating biological organisms now hold the majority."

Ripple took the cup of wine from Lance and said.

"If he doesn't work out, just give up on him. We have our own people we can promote to the top. Discard any useless pawns."

Rossi said lightly.

"No, he hates creating life. That hate will make him stand with us. Why would such a good ally abandon us"

Ripples took a sip of the crimson wine, laughing as she did.

“The success rate of that kind of transformation is extremely low, one in a thousand chance. If that kid became a blood slave, wouldn't his father hate us even more”

And Anger said.

Then it's up to his luck.

Ripples spread his hands helplessly.

An hour later, Count Lance put down his goblet and said:

"That kid is awake now, let's go take a look."

Four people went to the room next door.

Mark, bound and tied, found his eyes shifting from red to a light brown as consciousness returned. Gazing at his worried father and his own helpless state, he rasped out,

"Father"tion was hopeless and knowing the mission was a complete failure, immediately bit into the poison hidden in his teeth and committed suicide.The assassins were dead, but there were others. These men ha...