Chapter 19 Section 6

Although there are still hundreds of secret roads that have not been laid, or have been in disrepair and been forgotten, or are considered unnecessary for development.But the Edison technology that lights up the world has already penetrated deep into the underground of Tokyo. The underground imperial city no longer has the rotten smell that people have been vomiting for thousands of years, and everywhere the LED light goes, it is accompanied by the proper laying of concrete.Each tunnel has its own number. The important tunnels are a few feet higher, and the ordinary tunnels are much lower, but they are all well ventilated, because countless huge air-conditioning systems are distributed in various places, running 24 hours a day.

Some tunnels are also paved with railway tracks, which are connected to Tokyo's world-leading subway through special active pipelines, which facilitates the transportation of live food and the mobilization of underground troops.Although the latter has not been done for a long time. It's all tax donations from the food on the ground, which makes the blood clan's cave life very tasteful. As long as a vampire with a little status can have his own "cave" underground.The decoration of the cave is of course up to you. It is not uncommon for a person like Albus to have dozens of caves with different layout styles in the underground imperial city.

"Where's Albus?" Wudao asked. "I don't know, I haven't seen her all day today." The subordinate bowed. "The selection is about to begin, why is that woman always irresponsible?" Wu Dao frowned. Although the underground is highly developed, forming a tunnel city of its own, Albus prefers to live above ground. A place with a good view is always more attractive, just pay attention to the light problem during the day.There are many benefits of advanced technology, and the special glass floor-to-ceiling windows that perfectly block sunlight is one of them.Of course, this is also a famous patent of vampires.

In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the afterglow of the setting sun. Albus poured hot rose tea for himself and the elders in front of him. It has been more than a month since the feticide incident. During this period, Tokyo was full of ups and downs, and the silver-like poisoning incident shocked the entire blood clan. Hundreds of blood clan corpses who died of poisoning were concentrated and burned.Two of the strongest Janissaries, the "Tokyo Eleven Jackals", were lost, but the threat of the "Fate Hunters" has not been lifted.Whether there is a bigger conspiracy behind the enemy is even more unclear.

If the crisis continues, what kind of more severe impact will it have on Tokyo's defense system?These are small things after all.After all, it's just a small thing.Just slowly pick out the pests and crush them lightly with your fingers. But the system is a long-term event. Kibamaru Qianjun, who is in charge of the international political affairs of the Eastern Blood Race, came to see Albus on this trip, but did not let others know. "I heard that that guy was seriously injured by the Uzi submachine gun immediately after he came out of the Le Mian seven coffins." Qianjun Yamaru held the tea in both hands, his lips parted, and gently blew on the hot air on the scented tea.

"Isn't it? After sleeping for more than a hundred years, there are so many new things he hasn't seen, and he almost died. You should really see the expression on that guy's face when he was hit by a bullet, his mouth was wide open, his neck You're so stupid, you're just an idiot." Albus giggled, and then his face flushed suddenly, looking at the red cloud outside the window. Really worthy of my first love lover.Albus recalled. "After Musashi came out of the coffin, he would not go back for more than ten years. What he did during this period may not be the same as what Wudao wanted him to do. It seems that Wudao wanted to calm the city down. The price is not small." Yamaru Qianjun smiled.

"That's not true." Albus smiled faintly: "But a man must have his own ideas to be lovable." Kibamaru Qianjun put down his teacup, picked up the paper fan on the table, and looked at Albus, whom he had pulled out with one hand in the past few decades. Albus, who can tolerate many differences without much thought, is still the same as before.Albus doesn't mind killing people, and killing people doesn't need any instigated reasons, but Albus's laid-back personality makes her have a different perception and flexibility of the term human beings than other purebloods.

"In recent years, very few blood races have known about the existence of the life hunter. The imperial city has blocked the news of this blood race enemy for a long time. Even if some people in the clan unfortunately encounter the life hunter, they will only mistake him for a hunter." Qian Qiang Jun waved his fan and continued: "Just now I told you so many stories about life hunters, and sooner or later the imperial city will be decrypted. After all, this war will last for a long time. against it." Albus nodded, agreeing. At this moment, her admiration for Miyazawa is even deeper.Miyazawa only learned about the existence of the life-hunting master from the deliberately deleted historical texts of the Eastern Blood Race, and even figured out the habits and habits of the life-hunting master.

"It turns out that the unknown enemies who once entered the underground imperial city and paralyzed our blood clan's political system for several years are these life hunters." Albus thought for a few seconds, and then said: "Since there is a first time, there is a second time." This time is not surprising. But after more than 700 years, why didn't the hunters try to continue to attack during the civil war when the blood clan was weakest?" Albus bowed and filled the tea again for the esteemed teacher. "Curse." Kibamaru Qianjun stroked his fan slowly, and began to talk about the story after the story.