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Count Witte charged again. Taking advantage of the man's head being down fiddling with the knives and forks on the floor, he rammed directly into the door.
With a loud bang, Count Witt fell to the ground again.
It was still a backward fall, and the force was still very strong.
Even vampires, known for their robust physiques, felt as if their shoulder blades and spine were about to break, causing Earl Witt excruciating pain.
With a tumble, Earl Witte didn't get up from the ground. Instead, he lay there, panting heavily, staring at the young Chinese man five meters away, who seemed completely unaware of what had happened, filled with dread.
Yes, it's fear!
As a vampire who had lived for over three hundred years, and a count among vampires, Witt felt fear for the first time in front of any human other than the High Priest and the bishop of the Holy See.
The long lifespan and tedious years, along with the innate pursuit of elegance and nobility, have made every vampire knowledgeable and well-versed in etiquette, but at this moment, all of that has been completely overturned.
Despondency, fear, and a desperate, fleeing mentality, all manifested in Count Witte. At this moment, every part of him was devoid of elegance and nobility, leaving only ruin and frustration.
"What... exactly do you want to do?"
Earl Witte understands Chinese, and speaks it quite fluently.
He learned this from early immigrants or Chinese who were taken to Britain more than a hundred years ago. He could even speak Hokkien, Cantonese, and Taiwanese, which is a branch of Hokkien. As China's international status and influence increased, he also learned Mandarin.
Ah~~~
Lin Yao looked up in surprise at Earl Witte's miserable appearance at the door. "You can speak Chinese? And so fluently! You even rolled your tongue! Amazing!"
Earl Witte stared at Lin Yao speechlessly, feeling extremely aggrieved.
Upon discovering that his restraints had been removed, Earl Witte immediately transformed back into human form, as this was when his personal combat power was at its peak.
Next, she rushed over, wanting to tear apart the man who had humiliated her for days—this young Chinese man who had been following her but whose name she still didn't know.
The revenge plan had clearly failed. It was as if there was an invisible wall in front of the man. As soon as he got close enough, he was hit by inexplicable attacks, and his limbs, which had just been restored by using up his blood energy, were damaged again.
After three or five unsuccessful attacks, Count Witte wisely chose to escape. He decided to stop arguing with the Chinese man and get out into the street. Once in public, his safety would be guaranteed as a foreigner, since this country valued face highly and international visitors were treated exceptionally well.
As long as I return to the British Consulate, as long as I can go back to China, I will make this despicable young man pay the price!
Filled with resentment, Earl Witte rushed toward the doors and windows, even attempting to break through the walls using his physical strength.
All of this failed. His body never had a chance to touch the door, window, or wall. Each time, at the last moment, he was blocked and pulled by invisible forces, and without exception, he always ended up falling to the ground with maximum force.
Therefore, at this moment, Earl Witte completely abandoned his dignity and lay on the ground, not getting up. He wanted to know what the young Chinese man's purpose was.
Lin Yao's irrelevant answer made Earl Witte even more resentful, and he stared at the other party coldly without saying a word.
Lin Yao didn't take Witt seriously at all. He glanced at the foreign man who was lying on the floor near the door like a mangy dog, and continued to sort through a large pile of knives and forks.
"What are you trying to do?!"
Count Witte completely lost his mind and never used the polite form of address again.
He felt like he was going crazy. The person in front of him was not a normal person at all. He didn't even want to look at him, but he didn't say what his purpose was. This completely ruined the good mood he had when he first regained his human form.
"I didn't do anything. I was thinking about what tools to use to dismember you. So many knives and forks, it's really giving me a headache."
Lin Yao's words terrified the old bat so much that his eyes almost popped out. He never expected to receive such an answer. Not only did the other party not take him seriously, but he was also researching what tools to use to dismember him.
This... is this some kind of inhumane treatment?!
Lin Yao wasn't lying; he was indeed racking his brains over what tools to use to deal with the old bat.
The word "dismemberment" sounds terrifying, but the old bat's powerful self-recovery ability makes dealing with such injuries a piece of cake. Lin Yao only wants to conduct experiments to explore the mysteries of the vampires and hopes to make some discoveries that will benefit himself and the Yi family and other ancient martial arts practitioners.
What Lin Yao heard from Yi Yang, and what he had sensed from the old bat these past few days, made him extremely surprised by the existence of vampires, and even felt a faint sense of fear.
Although it is not easy for vampires to improve their strength, they often rely on the passage of time to enhance it.
But what if a mutation occurs within the vampire clan? What if they find a way to rapidly increase their strength? Would there still be any space for normal people to survive in this world?!
Therefore, Lin Yao needs to study, thoroughly study this bat. His biggest goal is to uncover both the secret of how the vampires enhance their strength and the most effective way to deal with them.
In this way, dismemberment becomes inevitable. Only through continuous practice can the truth be explored by relying on the grass and one's own perception. Of course, this practice will require the old bat to suffer some losses and hardships.
"I really don't know where Yi Fei got so many knives and forks. He said it was just a small part, but this small part already has more than two hundred of them. It's dizzying to look at them piled on the ground."
Lin Yao sighed inwardly, finally figuring out the function and purpose of the two hundred and twelve tools through his own imagination and analysis, and he was deeply shocked.
"As expected, the most important marker of human evolution, as the book says, is the making and use of tools. These tools are so useful in their respective fields, they are incredibly helpful in achieving twice the result with half the effort."
"Yes, these things are so uniquely designed. I'll definitely take inspiration from them in the future," Xiaocao chirped in agreement with Lin Yao's exclamation.
"You, come here."
Lin Yao turned around and pointed at Earl Witte, who was still lying on the ground, "Why don't you heal your wounds? You look really creepy."
"Since I'll still get injured even after being healed, I might as well not waste my blood energy."
Although Earl Witte wanted to appear straightforward, his fear made him speak without any confidence, instead giving off a sense of grievance like a wronged wife.
“I didn’t say I was going to kill you. Anyway, you can recover!” Lin Yao looked at Earl Witte, who had a wronged expression, with a strange look on his face. “I just wanted to understand you vampires. As long as you cooperate well and complete the experiment, I will set you free.”
While saying this, Lin Yao had a different idea in mind.
Freedom? Lin Yaocai wouldn't give it to this old bat. Since this guy already knew some of his secrets, he couldn't let him return to England alive and tell the other vampires, lest the vampires feel threatened and come to China to retaliate against him.