I think you can't even imagine the happiness of a warlock.

Chapter 523 Vampire Hunting Plan

Not long after sending away the worried-looking repeater, Chen Zhou transferred the drone-shaped strange object he had made and its supporting equipment to Blue Star.

Although the spell table is not very wide and there is not much that can be done, this does not prevent the simulacra from manipulating tools.

It took him about a whole day to install all the parts and set up an intelligence network that could monitor the entire Gotham City and even beyond the fog through the drone-type ice beast.

However, it is still a bit troublesome for one person to monitor these images. After debugging is completed, they have to be sold to Blue Star people for their own use.

Not long after completing the assembly work, Chen Zhou sent a message to the repeater via his mobile phone (made by Asta, out of print).

[Preparations are complete and you can start taking action. 】

"I must be crazy to agree to such an action."

The Chinese young man who received the text message sighed deeply and resumed his previous disguise. He changed from a member of the NewTap organization back to the one who studied in the United States and worked as a private detective to make a living.

"Don't say that. You want to be a 'hero'. Why don't you set a flag?"

A familiar voice appeared next to the repeater's ear: "For example - there is nothing to be afraid of anymore."

The young man sneered. His mortal body was not like a simulacrum that could run away with its head in its hands.

"I still have to go back to my hometown to get married. Don't let me set a flag."

Another familiar voice also sounded from the earphones blocked by the hair: "Stop talking to yourself, we will try our best to lure out the vampire tonight and deal with it."

Yes, their plan tonight is to use Repeater, an Asian international student with clear eyes and stupidity, as bait to trap and kill the vampire who has sucked more than ten people dry in three days.

Although repeaters are no longer college students.

It's just that the situation of one voice on the left and the other on the right gave the young man a headache. Jin Jian and Chen could clearly talk to him directly through the air, so why did he have to send text messages.

[Just to test the signal in case the phone is disconnected at a critical moment. 】

The repeater was shocked: "Did you read my mind!?"

"..."

The air became silent.

Chen Zhou will indeed use relevant spells when needed.

After a while, the hidden earphones broke the silence: "Stop being so busy, repeater, keep a poker face. Your expression is as if you have written everything in your heart."

The repeater, who was full of doubts in his heart, had no choice but to give up and start wandering around like a homeless man who had an accident while studying in the United States and had no choice but to become hungry.

Through the perspective of the repeater, Chen Zhou also observed Gotham City today.

The looming black fog spreads a hundred meters away and around the city. The originally bright moonlight exudes an ominous scarlet light under the fog, making the night view of the entire city become particularly eerie.

“The police department has been shut down for a full month, and Gotham City has changed from the city with the highest crime rate in the past to a city of crime.

“The streets are relatively safe during the day, but at night, they are filled with homeless people who have numbed their nerves with ‘spice’.

"Among the homeless people with dull eyes, Du Ji, a college student with clear eyes and stupidity, seemed out of place.

"If I were a vampire lurking in the dark, would I suspect that this was some kind of planned trap, or would I fall in love with the attractive body of a college student?

The mysterious voice that kept ringing in his ears made the wandering repeater clenched his fists.

Hard.

The fist is hard!

Why does Jin Jianlayer even have a fake narrator! ?

Probably thinking about it with Chen Zhou, an embarrassing instruction came from the earphone: "Reader, go dig the trash can, and remember to keep a poker face." Can you not dig it?

The young man didn't waste any time asking the question whose answer was already determined.

Then he looked around cautiously, looking for the trash can closest to him.

As a developed country in the United States, residents in many big cities do not have the virtue of frugality. Domestic waste is often mixed with valuable items, or there is almost no food.

In fact, before the mutation came to Gotham, the repeater would occasionally completely throw away food that had just expired a day or two ago.

Because of this situation, for many homeless homeless people, the trash can is nothing more than a treasure.

Walking on the streets where the roads were full of potholes and debris due to the aftermath of the battle, it didn't take long for the repeater to find the so-called "trash can."

Now that the city's public system has been completely shut down, cleaning staff and garbage collection vehicles are no longer available. You can see garbage piled up almost every one or two hundred steps.

And, the homeless man who regards it as his own territory.

The repeater bravely approached the "garbage station" with the fewest people, and looked at the homeless man who was wary of him and took out an empty beer bottle with some trepidation, as well as the garbage can that seemed to exude a tangible stench.

“This is a dumpster, yes, just a regular, dirty, ubiquitous dumpster.

"You don't know why you're paying attention to it, but to the homeless man guarding the dumpster,

“This is definitely a treasure chest of possibilities.

"Now you have two choices, use your pure eyes to gain the other person's pity, or use the gym-trained abdominal muscles to defeat the other person."

The inappropriate narration reappeared, making the repeater feel annoyed with a certain golden gradient.

If possible, he didn't want to have anything to do with this kind of thing.

But they must find the vampire and get rid of each other...

Wait, what does playing a tramp, seducing a vampire, and dumpster diving have to do with each other?
Just as the repeater's thoughts began to turn from the connection between these things to the end of the universe, a gentle voice suddenly appeared from behind.

"Excuse me, do you need help?"

The words were obviously as comforting as the spring breeze, but they made the young man shudder inexplicably.

The annoying narration stopped suddenly, which made him feel a little scared.

The homeless man, whose arms were full of needle holes and sores, seemed to have grasped hope and quickly shouted for the repeater: "I need it!"

However, the visitor didn't say anything, just smiled at him, and the latter fell into a daze as if he was fascinated.

The repeater never expected that he would meet a vampire not long after he left home. Was this also part of Jin Jianlayer's calculations?

In order to avoid exposing his flaws, he had no choice but to turn around and look at the other party with embarrassment and hope.

He was a middle-aged white man with pale to somewhat sickly skin. Judging from his clothing and makeup, he was quite aristocratic. He looked familiar, as if he had seen him before somewhere.

"Uh...I..."

The repeater was stammering and speechless, causing Newtop's backers and Chen Zhou to say how quickly he got into the role.

But really he just didn't know what to say.

"It's okay, kid, let's find a place to talk slowly."

The middle-aged man smiled seductively and extended an invitation in a friendly manner.

(End of this chapter)