Wizard, I Have Another World

Chapter 375 Vampires

"Sizzle..."

A bright pink sports car was parked at the entrance of the nightclub. The door was opened, and a long leg wrapped in black stockings peeked out from the car.

The black pointed leather shoes have a shiny surface, with a few crystal embellishments that sparkle with a bright, shimmering light.

Monica tossed her long, wavy golden hair and gestured:

"Professor Carl, please get off the bus!"

"There's no need for that."

Dressed in a formal suit, completely out of place in the bustling street, Karl stepped out of the passenger seat and sighed helplessly.

"Someone my age is no longer suited to come to places like this, and please don't call me professor."

"Professor" is a respectful title.

It is only used to refer to some top scholars who have made significant contributions to science or top universities.

Karl, who hadn't yet achieved any significant research success, certainly couldn't be considered one.

"With Mr. Karl's theoretical level, becoming a professor is only a matter of time," Monica said with a smile.

"It is my honor to have you here, and of course we should celebrate."

"please!"

Unlike her formal attire and sophisticated socialite look during the day, Monica was now showing off her exaggerated figure.

Sexy!

Gorgeous!

So graceful and charming!

Bright lipstick and heavy eye makeup don't make her look vulgar; instead, they give her a youthful and energetic vibe.

As for Karl...

He had white hair, wrinkles on his face, and walked slowly, already showing signs of old age.

"My esteemed lady!"

"Park the car properly!"

Monica tossed her car keys at the approaching waiter and swayed as she entered the nightclub.

"Professor Carl, your colleagues have been waiting inside for quite some time."

"Ugh!"

Carl sighed and followed.

"Thump!"

"Click..."

"..."

After passing through two iron gates used for soundproofing and defense, a dazzling array of colors suddenly appeared before my eyes, accompanied by various noises.

"Over here!"

Monica was yelling from the front.

The two were not far apart, yet they had to shout for anyone to hear them, which shows how chaotic the sound was.

Karl's lips twitched.

He simply couldn't understand why anyone would like such a place, especially since he had liked it when he was young.

He was led by Monica through the swaying crowd to a booth in the dark.

Several young people were already waiting here.

"Monica!"

"Ruili!"

"Blaze!"

"..."

"Let me introduce you," Monika said loudly, pulling Karl aside.

"This is Professor Carl, who conducts biodiversity research. He will be your colleague from now on."

Karl opened his mouth, but instead of correcting the error in the other person's introduction, he gestured and nodded to the group:

"Karl Bergman, a teacher who did research part-time."

"Teaching is a part-time job," Monica said seriously, putting her arm around Karl's shoulder.

"Research is your main job, which is why I paid you a high price. I look forward to your research being successful."

"Monica." Carl shrugged.

"You'd better lower your expectations; not all studies will yield results."

"Actually..."

"Most research involves trial and error."

"That's true." The man named Blaise stood up, shook hands with Karl, and said:

"I've been doing research for over a decade, and I still haven't achieved much success."

"That's because you're rich." Monica pouted.

"I'm investing in myself, so of course I'm not in a hurry for any results. I'm an investor in the company."

"Heh..." Blaise chuckled.

"What research does Mr. Carl do?"

"Regarding the origin of life," Karl said, shaking hands with Ruili, who had long, azure hair, before finding a seat.

"And the effects of DNA, RNA... on various tissues and organs of organisms."

"Oh!" Blaise raised an eyebrow.

"Most of the research in this area is theoretical, with few concrete results. Why is Monica willing to invest?"

Monica rolled her eyes.

"I know about DNA, but what is RNA?" Ruili asked curiously.

"Mr. Carl, please forgive my ignorance in this regard. I am a history teacher at the college."

"The two are somewhat related; you can understand it as gene regulation and genetic information," Carl said.

"Current research suggests that genetic information is primarily determined by DNA, but I have a slightly different view..."

"Oh!" Blaise sat up straight.

Why?

"The functions of different organs in the human body are different, but they all originate from the same place, and the selection of genes is very important," Karl explained.

"According to current theories, genetic information is fixed, and some cases of congenital six fingers or other deformities are due to a small number of gene mutations..."

"The selection of genetic information is very important, DNA..."

"Enough!" Monica gently touched her forehead.

"This isn't a place for you to discuss scientific research; it's a place to relax your body and enjoy yourself."

"That's right!" Blaze stood up, bent down, and reached out to Monica:

"Beautiful Miss Monica, may I have the honor of dancing with you tonight?"

"Can."

Monica brushed her long hair and lowered her wrist.

After she had danced twice and returned to her booth, she saw Carl quietly sipping his wine.

Ruili and Blaise each found something to play with.

"Teacher Carl".

Monica shrugged and said:

"Are you always this boring?"

"That's not it." Karl shook his head.

"It's just that as you get older, your hormone levels drop, and many things no longer arouse your interest."

"I'm different from you. Now, even if I want to do something, I have to consider my health first."

Monica raised an eyebrow.

She wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she felt there was something more to the other person's words.

"Looks like I made a mistake by forcing you to come. How about I take you to a high-society restaurant next time?"

"We'll see."

"Then I'll go play by myself?"

Have fun.

With a smile, Monica swayed and blended into the crowd.

A tall, burly white man noticed her presence, licked his lips, and moved closer.

"Beautiful lady."

The burly man's hands wandered to the slender waist, and he brought his hands close to her neck, taking a deep sniff of her fragrance, and whispered:

"Want me to play with you for a bit?"

"Hmm..." Monica turned around, her beautiful eyes flickering slightly:

"Are you sure you can do it?"

"You'll be satisfied, I guarantee!" the burly man grinned.

"No woman who has tasted my flavor dislikes it."

"Oh!" Monica's eyes lit up.

"It's not very convenient here, how about we go to the back?"

"Of course!" The big man was overjoyed. He immediately put his arm around her waist and squeezed through the crowd toward the back alley of the nightclub.

soon.

"Sizzle!"

Monica touched the blood at the corner of her mouth, her two protruding fangs slowly retracted, and she reached out to push over the corpse beside her.

"Pooh!"

"A drug addiction really smears my stomach!"

…………

"Even a young woman at the peak of her physical fitness could not jump for that long without breaking a sweat."

Carl picked up his glass and took a small sip:

"vampire……"

"Without the gods around, all sorts of demons and monsters have come out, but they don't seem to be evil people."

"Um?"

Just as he was whispering, two beautiful figures approached the booth.

"handsome guy!"

Are you alone?

Both women had curvaceous figures, as for their looks...