I Became the Progenitor Vampire

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The Bloodline was a race with excellent talents, even not needing to learn and fight as hard as humans to gain power over long years.

Any Bloodline who lived for over a hundred years would inevitably become an intermediate professional, while humans needed continuous effort and decent talents to break through to the same level.

Lide had already set a goal for the development of the Bloodline.

To use the world's protagonists—humans to help the Bloodline.

But now, there was still one thing before him that he had to do.

Stock up on food reserves.

Although the Bloodline also needed food like bread and milk, the amount was not significant, more like humans eating snacks to satisfy cravings rather than essentials.

The castle's current stock of wheat and flour was insufficient, barely enough for two hundred people for a month.

Next, once the residential area was vacated, Lide would personally lead the Bloodline to the border... to the war zone between the Nolan Empire and the Beastman Empire.

There were many refugees due to the war.

These were the people needed for the castle.

To ensure the success of the next plan, he had to go to Green City to procure a sufficient quantity of food to avoid the imminent situation where humans would have no food to use.

The long Frost was not suitable for food production.

The Bloodline had a two hundred-year history, and a considerable wealth accumulated over many years.

After leaving the hall, Lide returned to his manor.

Extracting the memory of the Blood Clan Ancestor, guided by the memories to the master bedroom on the third floor.

"The Blood Clan Ancestor sure hid the money deep."

Lide looked at the wardrobe made of Blue Heart Maple in the room and shook his head with a slight laugh.

Opening the wardrobe door, it was empty, with no trace of Gold Puck or treasures.

Lide closed his eyes, spiritual power began to spread, touching a magic array depicted inside the wardrobe's interlayer.

Spiritual touch.

Crack~

The wardrobe made a sound.

A stone door etched with dozens of alchemy traps appeared in front of Lide.

Lide still did not open his eyes, continuing to explore the stone door with his spiritual power.

Crack~

The alchemy traps on the stone door slowly dimmed, and then Lide opened his eyes, recalling the Blood Clan Ancestor's memory, confirming there were no hidden traps before pushing open the secret door and entering the concealed room.

In the dimly lit room, a faint magic lamp emitted a sparse light.

Stepping inside, Lide was dazzled by the shine on the ground.

A dazzling golden light.

Glittering Gold Puck filled ten oak chests.

Here lay the wealth accumulated by the Bloodline over two hundred years.

Witnessing this scene, Lide's heartbeat quickened a bit.

In the memory, each oak chest here contained 2000 Gold Puck...

A massive fortune.

Taking a handful of Gold Puck in front, the unique cold metallic touch made his heartbeat unable to calm down.

This was a wealth enough to drive anyone mad.

Even a baron's noble family in Green City with a two-hundred-year heritage might not have so many Gold Puck.

"The Bloodline may lack in other areas, but their desire for collecting wealth is comparable to a greedy giant dragon."

Lide shook his head, slightly opening his fingers, letting the Gold Puck slip through and fall into the oak chest with a crisp clinking sound.

Only the money spent was wealth, unused, it was just a pile of metal.

For ordinary nobles, storing such wealth might be the best way to fend off unknown risks, but for a power, it seemed a bit short-sighted.

Besides these ten oak chests of Gold Puck, there were also hundreds of valuable gold and gemstone products placed in the room.

Ruby-encrusted necklaces, pure gold sculptures, pearl jewelry, all lavish items, even valued no less than these ten chests of Gold Puck.

Truly worthy of a Blood Clan Ancestor, two hundred years of accumulation was indeed affluent.

But how to take them out made him scratch his head, for, a single oak chest full of Gold Puck weighed over a hundred pounds.

Being the Blood Clan Ancestor, with such a high status, carrying out a big chest and letting his subordinates see it would be somewhat undignified.

Opening the attribute panel, a skill made his eyes shine.

Dylan Kachar

Race: Bloodline (Ancestor)

Level: Mage lv10 (123/5000), warrior lv5 (level limit reached)

Magic Power: 652/652

Talent Specialization: Blood Clan Ancestor (unique), Bloodline Shackles (limited), Magic Affinity (extreme)

Racial Skills: Transform to Bat, Bloodsucking Recovery, Super strong physique (passive)

Spells: First Circle Magic: Small Fireball Skill, Thunderbolt Skill, Puppetry Technique, Mage's Hand, Magic Shield, Waterfall Skill

Second Circle Magic: Reconnaissance Skill, Big Fireball Skill, Thunderstorm Skill, Big Puppet Skill, Magic Surge, Rapid Progress, Enhancement Skill, Charming Skill

Three Circle Magic: Instant Teleportation, Void Walking, Bursting Fireball

Among them, a First Circle Magic caught his interest... Mage's Hand.

Mage's Hand was always the first magic a mage apprentice had to learn, not just because the spell only had 30 magic nodes, making it very simple.

But because many magical experiments would produce unpredictable dangers, at this time, Mage's Hand was the most reliable companion for a mage.

Mage's Hand: Condense a giant invisible hand with magic power.

This spell could replace the mage in doing some very dangerous experiments, and of course, it could also be used to...carry chests.

Choosing the foremost oak chest, his spiritual power began to maneuver the magic power into the magic model.

Mage's Hand, this First Circle Magic, had a total of thirty magic nodes, with the difficulty of casting being among the simplest of all First Circle Magic.

Lide rarely cast spells, but he was pretty confident.

Concentrating, the magic power began to operate the magic model according to the trajectory.

After continuously injecting magic, the magic nodes of Mage's Hand started glowing with blue light.

Swish~

When the last magic node was activated, a giant hand three times larger than an ordinary person appeared out of thin air in the secret room... semi-transparent, with dense magical waves on it.

Successful casting, Lide laughed heartily.

Every time he cast magic, it made him extraordinarily excited.

He could clearly feel how to control the Mage's Hand in front of him, it was a very wonderful feeling, like a materialization of his spirit, and using it was no different than using his limbs.

Checking his magic power, Magic Power: 642/652, with 652 points of magic power reduced by 10 after a successful cast, indicating Mage's Hand required 10 points of magic power to cast.

Each Sunshine Hour required only two points of magic power to maintain it continuously, a very practical spell.

Bang~

With a thought, the hundred-pound oak chest was grasped by the giant Mage's Hand.

Lide smiled in satisfaction, the more he used it, the more he could feel the mystery and charm of magic.

No wonder the previous Blood Clan Ancestor was so obsessed with magic.

If it were not for the upcoming agricultural plan, he also wanted to return to the Mage Tower and study the mystic magic.

Ignoring the remaining Gold Coins and gemstones, 2000 Gold Puck was already enough.

Leaving the secret room with hands behind his back, the Mage's Hand carried the oak chest floating in the air, following closely behind him.

"Good day, Ancestor Crown."

The guard at the door saw Lide coming out and bowed with a hand on his chest.

Lide nodded, "Good day, go and get Dylan for me."

"Yes, please wait a moment."

Watching the Bloodline before him turn into a bat and leave, Lide turned around and went back into the room.

It was early October, still far from the cold winter, the room's fireplace hadn't been lit, the colorful oil paintings hung on the brick-stone walls.

After entering the room, Lide looked at the closed oak chest on the carpet, feeling somewhat conflicted.

If this chest of Gold Puck could be brought to reality, he wouldn't have to worry anymore, but unfortunately, only his soul could traverse here. If his body could too... no,

even if his body could traverse, it wouldn't necessarily be a good thing. This world was too dangerous, and no one could guarantee absolute safety.

At least with soul traversal, if he faced insurmountable danger, he could still go back and wouldn't be really killed.

Thinking this way, Lide felt much more at ease.

The Ah Q mentality indeed was a truism.

Not long after, a knock on the door interrupted Lide's thoughts.

"Father"

The door opened, a warrior in full armor, with a heroic countenance appeared before Lide.

Second-generation Bloodline, Dylan Kachar

The only warrior among the seven second-generation Bloodline, Level 9, with the secondary profession of assassin, lv4.

Dylan was also the Bloodline responsible for managing the Magic Language Bats.

Magic Language Bats were a unique demon beast of the Bloodline, above level 5, with formidable strength.

An adult Magic Language Bat's wingspan could reach up to 12 meters, with combat power not inferior to a Bloodline of the same level.

Currently, the castle housed over 400 Magic Language Bats.

He couldn't just carry an oak chest of Gold Puck alone with Mage's Hand back to Green City; it would be time-consuming, not to mention a bit ostentatious.

The Bloodline usually used Magic Language Bats for transporting goods, and in wartime, they served as troops, making them multifunctional demon beasts.

"Arrange two Magic Language Bats for me, I need them tonight."

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