Using the MC system to pretend spiritual revival

Chapter 83 Military Region Blockade
It was already evening.

The spotlights, equipped with their own power banks, illuminated the entire small farm.

Fully armed soldiers and researchers in yellow uniforms moved in and out of the room in a constant stream.

Looking down, one sees a bustling scene.

Just then, the sound of a car engine approached from afar.

The jeep with its headlights on, along with an unidentified luxury sedan in the middle, finally stopped outside the farm gate.

The convoy stopped, and a young man in a suit and tie, with an arrogant expression, stepped out of the car with an air of nonchalance, protected by a group of heavily armed soldiers.

He raised his head slightly, glanced around the farm, and then stepped forward to walk into the farm.

However, he hadn't taken more than a few steps when a voice filled with anger called out to him from behind.

A middle-aged man with graying hair but a tall and upright figure led the way, followed by a group of officers and soldiers.

“Mayor Smith, this area is now under the jurisdiction of the U.S. military. Although you obtained visitor status through some means... you still have to abide by my rules here.”

Upon hearing these bland yet slightly malicious words, a cold glint flashed in Smith's eyes.

But in the end, he suppressed it and put on a somewhat smug smile.

"Oh, isn't this our glorious Commander Thomson? I'm so sorry, I didn't even see you just now, how rude of me."

He apologized verbally, but the soldiers around him clearly understood the meaning behind his words.

Thomson had a sour face, but out of respect for the young man's status, he didn't say anything more.

“The words you’re uttering are meaningless. Now all you have to do is follow me, complete that damn tour, and then get back to your governor’s office.”

After delivering those words with a sharp edge, Thomson led a group of officers of various ranks to the front of the procession and entered the farm first.

As the soldiers greeted them, the column gradually moved into the distance.

Smith, left standing there, looked somewhat stiff.

From an angle that was not easily noticeable, his pupils quickly turned a crimson red.

But he quickly realized what was happening and closed his eyes to adjust his breathing.

When he opened his eyes again, his pupils returned to normal.

"Let's go, what an impolite old man, don't you think?"

As Smith spoke, he patted one of his bodyguards, who was wearing sunglasses, on the shoulder and said something that was not without malice.

The guard he spoke to didn't say anything, just shrugged, indicating he was speechless.

It was only then that people might notice that Smith's guards were dressed differently from the soldiers around them.

Other standard equipment was fairly uniform, except that everyone wore a pair of clunky sunglasses, which looked extremely silly in the evening light.

However, since they belonged to different units, no one said anything; they just looked at them with strange or mocking eyes.

The guards remained unmoved by the clownish stares and whispers, merely glancing at them through their sunglasses with cold eyes.

next moment.

The gossiping guards suddenly felt a chill run down their spines, shivered, and lost all interest in chatting and joking.

Upon seeing this, Smith let out a soft hum of pleasure.

He strode directly into the farm gate with these "guards".

I started walking slowly along the gravel path, taking in the surrounding scenery as I went.

Along the way.

Commander Thomson sent soldiers several times to urge him to catch up, but he always brushed them off with various excuses.

He convincingly portrayed himself as a spoiled brat from a wealthy family.

Later on, the other side simply stopped paying attention to this area and only sent two soldiers over, ostensibly to guide them, but in reality to monitor them.

The development of this matter was entirely within Smith's expectations.

Or rather, this arrogant attitude of a spoiled rich kid looking down on others was something he deliberately displayed.

Although he did look down on these government officials after becoming a vampire, he wasn't foolish enough to make it so obvious. He did this partly to provide a pretext for future intervention, and partly to lower their guard.

Since joining Dracula's ranks, Smith has been diligently carrying out the tasks initially assigned to him.

Those "missing persons" who were good at handling interpersonal relationships had their travel records forged and sent abroad.

Those who had acquaintances or family members in the area and were willing to cooperate were recruited and kept under their command to prevent leaks.

Meanwhile, those radical elements who intended to resist have died one after another in recent weeks from acute heavy metal poisoning.

In a very short time, Smith demonstrated an execution ability and methods that amazed even Ang Lee and Eric.

The city's entire government system was transformed into a monolithic entity, becoming a platform serving the vampires.

If the vampires and their affiliated Church of Salvation were previously a hidden underground kingdom, then...

Now, this entire city is nothing more than a layer of dust floating on the surface of this underground kingdom.

Even with such strength, the tribe has recently encountered some difficulties in its development.

A bunch of "beasts" with dirty hair and savage howling suddenly appeared out of nowhere; according to legends, they should be called werewolves.

An investigation revealed that these individuals were originally petty thieves and criminals, the vast majority of whom came from local gangs.

For some unknown reason, they suddenly gained the ability to transform into werewolves, and after sunset they would wreak havoc, rob, and kill.

Just a few days ago, a werewolf either lost its mind or had some kind of problem to begin with.

They actually attacked a couple of tourists on a brightly lit pedestrian street at night.

Fortunately, church members on patrol spotted and stopped the man in time.

Otherwise, the perfectly hidden vampires would probably be exposed to the world prematurely.

It was because of this incident that a thorough investigation was conducted afterward, which led to this discovery.

In the dark corners of this vast city, these troublemaking "things" suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

Because the original personnel came from various illegal immigrants and gang members whose identities were difficult to trace.

Therefore, the investigation into its population size or leadership has been very slow.

The current conclusions are only that its individual combat strength is slightly stronger than that of the vampires, and that the number of the opposing race is far less than that of its own.

In response to the increasingly rampant actions of these werewolves in the city.

The vampires had to mobilize considerable resources to suppress it, causing their development to slow down rapidly.

Unlike vampires, werewolves, while appearing as ordinary people during the day, retain a portion of their superhuman strength.

However, the vampires are restricted in their movements during the day, making it difficult to eradicate them even when there is a significant difference in strength.

It can be said that they have fallen into a kind of shackle.

The earthquake struck just yesterday.

Although the tremors were not strong, they still caused damage to some farms in the suburbs and damaged some roads.

Such a significant matter naturally fell into the hands of Smith, the city's highest-ranking official, immediately.

Combining the reports from officials on the surface with intelligence from the Church of Salvation's undercover agents, he sensed something was amiss.

The words "ground fissure" and "purple light" were mentioned in many places.

Sure enough, shortly thereafter, a police team responsible for disaster relief encountered an unknown creature, resulting in devastating losses.

Some words in the report immediately caught Smith's attention.

Monster, demon.

Being exceptionally sensitive to these extraordinary things, he immediately prepared to set off to investigate in person.

However, although he acted quickly, he was still beaten to the punch by the US military district, which had been keeping a close eye on this issue and casting a wide net across the country.

no way.

In the end, he had to use some of his family connections to get himself allowed in under the pretext of visiting and joining in the fun.

(End of this chapter)