The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing-Chapter 630 - 334: The End of Chaotic City (5200)_2

Because the shrewd creatures would never miss any opportunity to make a profit.

And at the same time, any form of waste was deemed an unforgivable sin to them.

"Mr. Deep Sea, I completely agree with your perspective," An Su suggested with unfailing politeness, "but there's one thing you've forgotten—exploiting your workers."

Mr. Deep Sea was taken aback.

"The blood the Fallen Angels are sucking is all consumed by themselves. We provide them with jobs, and then let them have all the blood as well; why should the mosquitos get all the benefits?"

Mr. Deep Sea's pupils jolted, that's right, how had he not thought of this!

He looked at An Su with reverence. You truly are something else, even thinking to exploit the mosquitos.

"We should make the mosquitos spit out all the blood they've sucked!"

An Su sported a benevolent smile, "We can all come together to establish the largest blood bank in the entire Chaotic City, and then sell it at a high price to those deficient in blood. This way, the citizens will have ample blood for us to suck again, and then we can sell it, creating a healthy and sustainable ecological cycle."

To hear your words is better than ten years of study!

Mr. Deep Sea felt goosebumps all over his body. As a member of the Deep Sea Squid that had been sucking blood for dozens of years, decades of human effort couldn't compare to the brilliance of a true genius's moment of inspiration.

What kind of affluent family could raise a vampire prodigy such as An Su!

Instinctively, Mr. Deep Sea was certain that lacking even a single gold mine at home or having even one extra mother would decidedly prevent the upbringing of a chaotic talent like An Su.

The proposal was all advantages and no drawbacks for Mr. Deep Sea—he had absolutely no reason to refuse.

"I'll have the Magicians modify the Fallen Angels' feeding apparatus immediately and turn it into a double-ended syringe," exclaimed Mr. Deep Sea, his face brightening with joy at the glistening future riches before him, "We will build the largest blood bank in all of Avad!"

On the foundation of sincere cooperation, half an hour later, the second-generation Fallen Angels were completely integrated.

[Two hours remaining until the end of the third job]

The twilight melded into the horizon, and even the brisk autumn wind that sibilated through the streets on either side could not dampen the fiery enthusiasm of the Chaotic Citizens. In just one hour, all the Run People involved in civil strife within the Chaotic Cities had experienced marvelous blessings.

The era of the traditional vampires had passed.

Count Dracula's vampire fortress had been razed to the ground by rioting crowds, but the collapse of one edifice meant the construction of another from its ruins.

The reign of the traditional vampires had ended, and a new era of sucking blood had begun.

Undoubtedly, sucking someone dry was another branch of the Radiance.

It was a blitzkrieg of terror; they descended like lightning and departed just as quickly. The Fallen Angels had a blood-sucking speed far surpassing that of traditional vampires; their flying traces were untraceable, omnipresent, working night and day.

Thunderous noise enveloped every corner of the Chaotic City, as the gloomy autumn rain poured relentlessly. Fallen Angels somersaulted through the air with the grey raindrops, indistinguishable from one another. They were the dark punctuation marks penned by God in the skies, all destinies meeting their end amidst the screeches of the Divine Envoys.

And if only it were just so. Each Fallen Angel fluttering through the night was a formal employee of the Deep Sea Mosquito Body Store, having signed labor contracts with Mr. Deep Sea, acting as special agents of the store.

So every time a Fallen Angel bit a pattern into the backs of the Chaotic Citizens, the Deep Sea Squids came collecting the 'mosquito fee'!

Being charged a fee while getting sucked dry—such advanced and unprecedented way of charging shocked the primitives of the Chaotic City. Even the most chaotic and extreme of the Vampire Nobility realized they had been far too conservative in exploring the paths of chaos.

But they dared not rebel, for these Sima-of-a-Fallen Angels were orthodox contracted workers. They couldn't dare kill a Fallen Angel, let alone accidentally break one's wings, for the Deep Sea Mosquito Body Store would use it as a pretext to sue them.

And under the current version of laws in the Chaotic Church Nation, not even the Chaos Legislation Group could win a lawsuit against the Deep Sea Delegation—after all, the latter were honored foreign guests!

Reluctantly, they had to pay hefty mosquito fees to the Deep Sea Squid Store.

Under the influence of new laws and amidst the war, the Chaotic Citizens lived joyously with a lifestyle of getting shot during the day and sucked by mosquitos at night. In merely an hour, the financial state of the Chaotic City reached staggering figures.

This was the blissful blessing of the Breeders.

But luckily, Mr. Deep Sea wasn't as extreme as An Su, so they could keep their lives.

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Even at this moment, these traitors of the Human Clan had no intention of leaving the Chaotic City. They considered the blood drained from them as a boon from the mosquito world; they were so disdainful and scornful of their own homeland. If their blood could contribute to the grand rule of the Chaotic Church Nation, they would proudly stand tall.

Even if the Chaotic City was embroiled in civil war, they could comfort themselves, seeing it as a symbol of freedom. The children in the Human world would never understand the privilege of having the right to open fire at will.

Even if their blood was sucked dry, they could tell themselves that they could at least buy it back. If they were in the Orthodox Church's world, that conservative and feudal market would not even offer blood for sale.