After being "punished" by Teacher Evelyn who had pinned him down, Luo Wei fixed his messy hair and walked toward the kitchen.
Searching through the storage cabinet, he found that all the fresh food had been given to Helena, leaving only two pieces of sausage and half a bag of cereal.
Ah... thinking about what to eat for lunch and dinner was probably the most annoying part of his day.
To be honest, his cooking skills were decent, he was just lazy.
Too lazy to cook, too lazy to wash dishes.
He suddenly missed the days when Helena was around - at least he didn't have to worry about these things then.
"Teacher, you haven't eaten anything all day, aren't you hungry?"
Luo Wei took out a knife, preparing to cut the sausage.
Evelyn snorted, ignoring him.
Luo Wei glanced at her. Though she still looked angry, compared to the morning, she had lost much of her edge.
She looked listless and much weaker.
She must be hungry, but too proud to show weakness to him.
Luo Wei shook his head with a smile and continued preparing the ingredients.
Suddenly, looking at the knife in his hand, some ideas popped into his mind.
He narrowed his eyes, trying to channel that subtle power within him. Then, a faint blood aura encircled his wrist.
Evelyn immediately looked over.
In Luo Wei's hand, the flowing blood energy gradually condensed, forming a blood-colored short blade about the length of a rolling pin.
[Blood Magic - Crimson Blade]
Luo Wei was stunned.
Just this long?
His eyes met Evelyn's - he remembered that when his teacher used this technique, the Crimson Blade was a long, impressive red blade.
But his version had shrunk to several times smaller...
Evelyn burst out laughing, her gaze full of mockery and ridicule.
"That's not how Blood Magic is used."
Luo Wei looked at her curiously, "Then how should it be used? Oh right, teacher, how did you create that big scythe?"
"That move was super cool."
Evelyn crossed her arms, saying disdainfully: "You're still far from ready. Don't think that just because you copied my ability..."
Before she could finish her taunt, the atmosphere in the room suddenly changed.
Evelyn frowned as she looked at Luo Wei.
His expression had turned serious as he closed his eyes tightly, carefully sensing the power within him.
All the blood in his body was flowing rapidly, and like a boiling spring, it continuously poured into a mysterious new organ that had suddenly appeared.
It was a ruby-like Blood Core, like a second heart, but pumping with power countless times stronger than his actual heart.
As blood flowed through the Blood Core, it was like the core device in Magical Industry - the Magic Crystal Stone, transforming into a hazy blood mist after conversion.
This time, it was much more concentrated than his previous attempt.
Evelyn's expression finally turned serious as she stared intently at Luo Wei, who was surrounded by blood energy.
To think he could touch upon the key essence of Blood Magic in such a short time.
Could a human really possess the supernatural talent of the noble vampire race?
Under Evelyn's surprised gaze, Luo Wei smiled slightly, the Crimson Blade in his hand constantly changing with his thoughts.
Sometimes it became an impressive red blade, sometimes a slim and elegant dueling rapier, and even...
A recurve Nepalese knife, a Tang sword, a Damascus curved blade...
Various world-famous blades he had seen in his previous life appeared one after another in his palm.
Finally.
The blood energy condensed, gradually transforming into a kitchen knife.
Luo Wei used the [Crimson Blade] to cut the sausage.
"You!" Evelyn's eyes widened in disbelief.
"How dare you use the noble Blood Magic for something like this??"
Luo Wei shrugged, "So what? Aren't abilities meant to be used? Why so many rules?"
As he spoke, he chuckled and put a slice of sausage in his mouth.
Hmm, the texture was acceptable, though it was still a bit tough even sliced so thin.
Evelyn was so angry she was fuming. She stood up suddenly, and then...
Felt dizzy, her vision blurred, and her whole body weakly collapsed back down.
"Teacher?"
Luo Wei quickly went over to support her, "Are you alright?"
Evelyn weakly covered her forehead. Though she didn't want to show weakness in front of him, she had no strength left to keep up appearances. She could only stare at Luo Wei who was supporting her, full of resentment.
Even her voice had become extremely weak.
"Hungry..."
"So you really are hungry..." Luo Wei looked at her amusedly and extended his wrist.
"Here."
"Although I really don't like being bitten by vampires and left with two holes, if it's teacher..."
Luo Wei pursed his lips, "I won't mind."
But Evelyn weakly shook her head.
She struggled to push away the wrist in front of her face. Just as Luo Wei was feeling confused,
Her gaze slowly moved toward the kitchen, falling on the plate of sliced sausage.
"Want to eat..."
"That..."
Luo Wei stared at her in shock, then looked back at the sausage, thinking he must be hallucinating.
What was going on?
Evelyn wanted to eat sausage?
His vampire teacher Evelyn Abraham wanted to eat sausage??
"Quick..."
"I'm dying..."
Seeing Evelyn so hungry she was about to see stars and faint, Luo Wei could only dubiously walk back to the kitchen and hand her the plate of sausage.
"Um... teacher, you really want to eat this? Are you sure you haven't developed some cognitive issues from the shock... can you really eat..."
Before he could finish speaking, Evelyn snatched away the plate of sausage.
She picked up the sausage and, under Luo Wei's watchful gaze, stuffed it into her mouth most inelegantly.
She began chewing vigorously.
Luo Wei was stunned by the scene. If this were written up as a thesis and published through the academy, it would probably cause a huge sensation in both Mystical Academia and Anomalous Species Academia...
This was Evelyn's first time eating human food, and it was happening under Luo Wei's astonished gaze.
As she ate, Evelyn looked up, showing a trace of shyness.
"Don't look!"
She turned her head away uncomfortably, but Luo Wei kept staring.
So Evelyn fled with the plate, rushing toward the bedroom.
"Hey? Wrong way! Room 101 is that direction!" Luo Wei pointed.
Evelyn snorted and turned toward Room 101.
Luo Wei curiously asked again: "Want some black pepper? It tastes better!"
The response was a loud door slam.
The old mansion fell silent once again.
Full of curiosity, Luo Wei quickly ran upstairs and locked himself in the alchemy room.
The room was filled with bottles and jars, and many bookshelves, very much like Teacher Evelyn's office.
Luo Wei began browsing through the mystical texts, burning the midnight oil.
He was curious - could reducing contamination levels actually change a species' dietary structure? Change certain innate characteristics?
Or perhaps those vampire traits - aversion to sunlight, blood drinking, suddenly changing eye color, corpse-like body symptoms - weren't actually inherited but were caused by some form of contamination—
A disease?
After all, in this world's setting, magic wasn't traditional magic, and vampires were classified as members of the "anomalous species."
This could be a major discovery.
As night deepened, Luo Wei stayed up reading books.
He wasn't really interested in publishing some thesis to shock academia - he didn't care for such empty fame.
What Luo Wei thought about was how during the second time loop, in Teacher Evelyn's attic, she had slightly expressed her distaste for vampire habits.
She wanted to integrate into human society, she had once yearned for sunlight, good food, all the things humans could enjoy...
If these could really be achieved...
Perhaps it could make her truly come to like this place?
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close your eyes and open them again, only to find yourself transmigrated into the role of a villainous male supporting character. Readers familiar with urban wish-fulfillment novels know that it is only through the relentless antics of the villainous male supporting character that the plot between the male and female leads can progress. As the villainous male supporting character, Long Aotian not only has to bully the female lead, harass the second female lead, and flirt with the third female lead, but he also has to go all out to antagonize the male lead. In the end, when his body is discovered, he is still clutching half a moldy fried dough stick in his hand. Fully aware of the plot, Long Aotian is determined to change his fate, starting with the female lead! In the beginning, the female lead lacks confidence: "Big brother, I hope I didn't scare you?" In the middle, the female lead treads carefully: "Brother Long, please don't hit me, okay?" Later on, the female lead becomes coquettishly clingy: "Aotian, it's time to pay the 'public grain' tonight." Long Aotian's legs go weak, and he feels like crying: "I taught you to be thick-skinned, not shameless!"
