Firefly Journey

Before they knew it, the day Tong En had agreed upon arrived.

Lin Yuanran got up early, lined up to get a bucket of water, and washed up in the public bathroom.

After finishing, I deliberately chose the best outfit from my wardrobe. At first glance, it looked quite decent, but upon closer inspection, it was no good. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it was sewn from some obscure tailor shop.

As Lin Yuanran walked out of the ghost hotel, he was somewhat moved. Soon, he would be able to get rid of this place and those unpleasant stench.

As if by some strange twist of fate, he turned around and saw a little girl washing clothes. If he remembered correctly, she was the child of a family living on the second floor. Her parents were workers in a glass factory, and she had two older sisters who were not in school and worked as textile factory workers.

Nevertheless, that meager income was not enough to support the whole family, barely enough to maintain daily life; otherwise, the little girl wouldn't be here.

Lin Yuanran thought of Wendy. Back in her hometown of Torreg, she had also been hammering away on the banks of the River Lodz, and now her hard times had finally come to an end.

But what about the little girl's rain?

It may never come.

Such people and such things are commonplace in the principality.

Lin Yuanran sighed. He hadn't come from a good background in either of his worlds, so he couldn't help but empathize with such things. However, he was struggling to take care of himself, so how could he have the time to pity others?

I am just a passerby, and sooner or later I will return to my own world. Everything here has nothing to do with me.

He thought to himself silently.

After spending two copper coins, Lin Yuanran took a bus to the headquarters of the Neon Guild.

"It looks very good, with an aristocratic air, but that's not enough. You need to change your clothes."

In the president's office, Tong En Fernando looked Lin Yuanran up and down and spoke with a smile.

Lin Yuanran stood awkwardly for a moment, then asked after considering his words, "How is Yale's injury?"

To be honest, he hadn't visited his unfortunate colleague yet; the two had only met a few times, so there was no need for him to make a special trip to the hospital.

"He is recovering quickly and will be discharged soon. His life is not in danger."

"That's good……"

"Alright, wait here for a moment, someone will bring your clothes over in a bit." Tong En poured a glass of scarlet liquid and elegantly sipped it.

It wasn't wine; the color was too bright, and it smelled very strong, with a fishy odor.

Lin Yuanran recalled some secrets about the vampires and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine. The president... she really drank blood?

Tong En easily sensed Lin Yuanran's thoughts, held up her glass, and joked, "Want a drink?"

Lin Yuanran quickly waved his hand: "No, no need!"

The beautiful president smiled faintly: "I know what you're thinking. Don't worry, we vampires do have a bloodlust, but it's just like humans needing to eat to maintain their energy; it's a physiological need."

In the early days, when the world was still uncivilized, our ancestors obtained blood through hunting. Later, as times progressed, our eating habits became more civilized.

We now obtain blood through transactions, just like buying a pancake from a roadside vendor—it's perfectly legal.

Lin Yuanran felt a little relieved: "The main problem is that the vampires in the story are too terrifying, and they often appear as villains..."

Tong En said, "That's a stereotype about us from other races. We also have family and friends, and we have rules and discipline. Let them be, it won't have much of an impact."

Lin Yuanran tentatively asked, "Then where did this cup in your hand come from?"

"This comes from a young girl who had to sell her blood at the hospital to make a living. You're not a vampire, so you don't know, but we also have different grades of blood quality."

The most disgusting thing is the blood of the elderly. They have experienced too much, and their blood is too impure to be suitable for drinking.

Secondly, there is the blood of young adults, which, like bread for humans, is our staple food. It may not be delicious, but it can fill us up.

The most delicious blood is that of children and young girls; their blood has a unique fragrance that I really enjoy.

Of course, other races also have exceptional blood, such as elves. Unfortunately, they have strong self-healing abilities, and most of them live under the protection of the Church of Nature's Blessing, living in peace and contentment. Their blood is extremely rare and valuable.

"And there are many races whose blood is unpalatable; I could give examples for three days and three nights and still not finish."

"You can afford to consume a young girl's blood... You must be a noble among bloodlines," Lin Yuanran muttered to himself.

Nonsense! How much does a Japanese guild earn in a year? It would be unreasonable for the boss to be broke!

Tong En Fernando's explanation was interrupted by the sound of the door being pushed open. A guild waiter led several people in, who respectfully carried several boxes. Needless to say, those boxes contained the outfits that Lin Yuanran was to wear.

President Tong En waved his hand, and the waiters brought over the boxes and placed them on the table.

"Time is of the essence, so I'll change it in my office; there's a full-length mirror there."

With that, Tong En led a group of waiters out.

Lin Yuanran plopped down. Tong En's words had given him an idea: the original owner of this body wouldn't be sixteen for a while, and strictly speaking, his blood quality was top-grade...

Ahem, Lin Yuanran pulled back his random thoughts and, looking in the full-length mirror, changed into his new outfit.

Lin Yuanran twirled in front of the mirror and felt quite pleased with himself. His vest fit perfectly, his trousers were impeccable, and his leather boots exuded an undeniable aristocratic air.

Unfortunately, I can't afford it yet, so I can't wear it as everyday clothes...

After Lin Yuanran changed, he called out to the door, but Tong En told him to just leave.

"It's very good."

Looking at the boy who seemed like a completely different person, Tong En didn't hold back her praise.

"It's mainly because the clothes are nice..."

"Like it?"

"Uh? It's alright."

"Then I'll give it to you."

"what?"

Tong En smiled and said, "St. Louis is an aristocratic academy, and the students there are all from wealthy and noble families. You need to have decent clothes."

"This is too valuable, I really can't accept it..." Lin Yuanran declined.

“Don’t refuse, it’s part of the funding too. I just hope you can stand out in St. Louis, so our guild can have face too,” Tong En said.

"Alright." Lin Yuanran stopped refusing. At worst, he could make a name for himself in the future and then take good care of the Neon Guild. Right now, he really needed these things.

Tong En's private carriage, driven by an orc coachman, fell from the sky.

"Go up, it's almost time."

"Oh!"

The chariot pulled by the Winged Beast is not something an ordinary person can own. Speaking of which, Tong En's "Neon" guild can only be considered a mid-level guild. A chariot of this caliber is a bit overkill.

The car is secondary; the pilot's license is the hardest to obtain, and the fact that Tong En has one shows that she also has a powerful background.

It feels so good to be noticed by someone important...

First came mentor Cassius, then the vampire guild leader Tong En. The dangerous world of the extraordinary... also has its warm sunshine.

Lin Yuanran was in high spirits. He boarded the flying carriage and flew towards the auction venue.