Chapter 52: Installation Complete and Little Li

One hour later, inside room 407 on the fourth floor of the Rose Hotel.

Su Qing lay flat on the bed, face full of comfort.

Xi La stood by the bed, moving her hands, with a look of utter hopelessness—oh, right, Xi La was the one selling abalone in black robes just now.

"Sir, is it enough?" Xi La asked.

"All right, all right, one pound just for a rub—why act like life or death? Haven't you heard 'money's hard to earn, shit's hard to eat'?" Su Qing sat up, stretched, and said irritably.

"…" Xi La said nothing, eyes full of speechlessness.

She had worked for years, never met a client like this—asking her not to eat abalone but to give a massage, lasting a whole hour; poor her delicate white hands, which used to earn half her food money, now worn so badly she must earn more.

Thinking this, Xi La squeezed out a smile: "Sir, is it true? Stay here for a month, and after a month come see me—just wake me and I'll give you two pounds."

"Exactly, if you wake me I'll give you two pounds." Su Qing replied, then, as if remembering something, said solemnly: "But you may not enter the room this month, or the deal is off."

"Won't happen, sir." Xi La quickly assured.

"All right, you can go—remember in a month." Su Qing tossed out one pound.

"Okay, sir." Xi La happily caught it, repeatedly thanking.

"…"

Xi La left, and the room instantly fell silent.

Time to work!

Su Qing flexed his fingers, took two guns from the luggage, pointed them at the bed, and tied their triggers with rope.

If anyone opens the door from outside, both guns will be pulled to fire, hitting whoever lies on the bed.

Exactly, this is the method Su Qing thought of.

If the sleep lasts too long, after a month the woman named Xi La will come to open the door; then the dual guns will fire and hit him, physically waking him.

The mechanism is simple; after setting it up in a few minutes, Su Qing lay back on the bed to wait.

Not long after, at midnight the next day, the primordial vampire source blood was completely devoured and fused.

Seeing this, Su Qing also didn't hesitate, opened the light screen, watched the completed download of perfect source blood, and with a thought installed it.

In an instant, a familiar feeling surged, and this time the pain was several times fiercer than before.

After holding on for just a few breaths, Su Qing could no longer endure; his body automatically activated its defense mechanism, his eyes went black, and he lost consciousness.

…………

Time flew by; in the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

That afternoon.

"Ding-ding…"

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers!"

"Thud-thud…"

"Boop-boop…"

"…"

Pedestrians and trams on the street bustled noisily.

On the large bed in the room, Su Qing was roused by the clamor of the market; dazed, he opened his eyes, wiped sweat from his forehead, sat up leaning against the headboard, stared blankly for dozens of seconds, then recalled his situation.

"Xi La…"

Su Qing turned his head; suddenly many voices filled his mind, as if countless people were speaking in his ears, very clearly.

"Hehe, that little slut Xi La said this Eastern monkey is rich."

"Surely rich—offering one pound just like that, tsk tsk, a fat sheep."

"That bitch Xi La—someone gives her all that money, yet she sells them out, truly despicable."

"Hmph, you think she can stay at ease this long thanks to what? Playing both sides, lacking integrity—you lot keep an eye on her for me, don't provoke her."

"This person has a gun…………

Su Qing found this a bit boring and didn't want to keep listening.

Then a miraculous scene occurred.

As if hearing his intent, the voices swirling around his ears began to fade, eventually becoming inaudible.

"What is this?"

Su Qing was somewhat surprised; this time, having devoured and fused the perfect source blood, he seemed to have gained a decent ability.

Super hearing?

He didn't know yet; just gained the ability, hadn't had time to explore.

He lowered his brows, gathered his thoughts, and after a moment the display showed: Perfect Blood had been devoured and fused to five percent.

Looks like there's still a wait.

He didn't know how long this would take, nor how long he'd been asleep.

Never mind; overthinking helps nothing—he'll just ask someone later.

Isn't there someone eyeing him!

Perfect—put the trash to use.

He got up from the bed, went to the washroom to wash his face; just as he dried it, he heard movement outside the door.

The next moment, the door was flung open from outside.

"Bang-bang…"

Two gunshots rang out, and two black holes appeared on the large bed.

Su Qing, towel in hand, looked toward the opened door and saw four odd-looking foreigners; the leader had a crooked neck, triangular eyes, and a miserable appearance.

But his aura was strong; hearing the gunfire, he didn't flinch—the first stepped forward, gun in hand, and shouted:

Damn it, firing a gun behind the door……

Before he finished speaking, he saw an Eastern Kingdom person inside the room looking at him in surprise, instantly realizing this was that fat sheep.

His expression immediately changed slightly, he walked up to Su Qing and said with a grin: "Friend, hello! I've been short on cash lately, my family is poor, my parents are still sick, I need to borrow some travel money from you to get home!"

Hearing this, Su Qing nodded and took up the conversation: "Put simply, it's robbery!"

"Congratulations, you got it right." Wai Bozi laughed, slapped his hands, then raised his gun pointing at Su Qing's head and said: "So now it's robbery time, obediently hand over my dear British pounds, don't force me!"

Su Qing had always been the one robbing others, and had never been robbed himself; now he felt… really annoyed.

Bang bang bang……

The bullets sprayed out, Wai Bozi and his three brothers' expressions froze, instantly entering a baby-like sleep.

"Young people are great, they fall asleep as soon as they lie down."

Shaking his head, Su Qing went out downstairs to greet the innkeeper.

Coincidentally, Xi La was playing poker with the boss, while also discussing how to split the loot.

Well, it turns out to be a black market establishment, so there's no need to consider it.

Su Qing burst through the door, two shots sending the two people inside doing aerobic exercise into baby-like sleep as well.

Having killed someone to settle a trivial matter, Su Qing picked up his luggage and left the inn.

Because he had perfectly fused the source blood, the vampire's weakness to sunlight was compensated; sunlight no longer harmed him.

After squinting and enjoying a sunbath, Su Qing found a convoy heading to Nananpudun city, spent some pounds and successfully boarded it.

Through the newspaper, he learned that the Titanic would depart from the port of Nananpudun city in Dayingguo, about over a hundred kilometers from London, reachable by car in roughly two to three hours.

Time flew by; at 4:10 p. m., Su Qing was already in Nananpudun city.

As the departure point of the Titanic, the city streets were now plastered with advertisements—something about super luxurious… basically hyping the huge ship to the heavens.

However, these weren't the point; the point was the side profile of one of the two young people posting the flyers on the street, which looked extremely familiar to him.

Just then, the young man turned his head to speak to his companion, revealing his full face.

Seeing that face from his memory, Su Qing's eyelid twitched and he muttered to himself:

"It really is you, Xiaolizi!"