Chapter 178 68: [Wolf Totem - Bloodline]

"Is this all that happened in Tokyo?"

In a beautiful sanatorium somewhere in Maple Country, even in heavy snow, there are workers who continue to maintain the cleanliness of the gardens and walkways. Although they are shivering in the cold wind, the salary is enough for them to endure such conditions.

The old man was lying on the hospital bed. He was very thin. At his age and in this condition, it usually means that he will not live long.

"Yes, sir." Beside the bed, the butler stood with his head lowered.

"Really, you can't contact any extraordinary person?" The old man's eyes were filled with strong desire.

The butler looked at the old man worriedly: "Master, everyone is looking for opportunities, but the biggest resources are in the hands of those people. Unless something major happens, it will never be our turn. Too many people have expressed their willingness to give up everything to exchange for a Holy Child Pill. Some people have even lived in Tokyo for four months, but it is a luxury for them to even meet the president of the Holy Infant Society."

"Where is the legendary faker?" The old man breathed heavily. He knew that the faker was an internationally wanted criminal, but he no longer cared about that. Since you have divided the hope of life, don't blame me for falling into the arms of the devil.

The butler still shook his head: "The fake one is too elusive and hard to figure out."

"Cough, cough, cough!"

The old man kept coughing, and the housekeeper quickly helped him sit up and gently stroked his back.

"Help me up." the old man said suddenly.

The housekeeper helped the frail old man up and slowly walked him to the floor-to-ceiling window with excellent lighting.

"Open the window." The old man pointed to the window.

The housekeeper subconsciously refused: "Master, your physical condition——"

"Open."

The old man seemed not to hear.

The housekeeper had no choice but to slowly open the window.

The cold wind immediately blew into the warm room through the gaps, carrying sparse snowflakes.

The old man squinted his eyes, as if he was enjoying the cold wind.

“Ahem! Ahem—”

He started coughing violently again. Regardless of the old man's objection, the housekeeper immediately closed the window tightly and supported the old man nervously.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. You know what? When Locke felt that he didn't have much time left, his last wish was to see the snow again. Unfortunately, the unlucky guy died in the hottest time. Before he died, I asked him, 'You idiot, don't you know there is a southern hemisphere?' He said, 'I know, I just want to live another half a year.'"

"Oh, I shouldn't have laughed at him. Now, I really want to see the autumn scenery of Maple Country with my own eyes again." The old man sighed slowly.

The butler looked hesitant, as if he wanted to say something.

"Tell me, don't I know you? Aren't you waiting for me to ask you with this expression? Ahem, you're still like this after so many years. Don't you know that I don't have much strength to speak now?" The old man slowly returned to the bed.

"Master, do you still remember the 'Natural Unity Association'?" said the butler.

The old man shook his head and said, "I have funded too many associations and organizations. The only one I remember is the 'Women's Buttocks Rescue Organization'. Forgive me, I will never forget that name until I lie in the coffin."

"It's an environmental protection association. The Laoye Group funded a lot of such associations to promote the group's healthy vegetarian plan."

"Oh, that plan, I remember it now. Let me be frank. There are many such associations. Is there anything special about this 'Natural Unity'?"

"The president of that organization contacted me a few days ago by secret mail, hoping to represent the faction that Lord Wolf belongs to and talk to us." The butler looked at the master carefully, and under the latter's strange gaze, he uttered the last few words, "about the topic of immortality."

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, and his breathing drowned out the various noises.

"Did he really say that?" The old man forced himself to remain calm.

"Yes, but, for now, it is hard to believe. He needs the master to go to a place designated by him in person, and I am afraid there will be considerable risks." The butler explained.

The old man shook his head: "Risk, what is there without risk? No matter how big the risk is, is it more terrible than my daily worry about not seeing the sun the next day?"

The butler was silent.

"I used to think I could face death with joy, but the closer I got to death, the more I realized how naive I was back then," the old man murmured. "Living with money and status is a blessing."

The butler didn't know whether it was right or wrong to tell the news. Maybe if he didn't tell it, they didn't have any better way to contact the master, but after so many years of living together, he couldn't lie to the master.

Besides, there is no guarantee that other families will not agree to cooperate with Lord Wolf.

Even if there is a possibility of deception, the word "immortality" is like poison to them and is worth swallowing first.

The next night.

The butler and David appeared secretly on a road.

For confidentiality reasons, after getting off the plane, the butler drove David the rest of the way.

On this remote country road, he seemed to feel that in the dark snow forest, there were a pair of eyes hidden, watching their every move.

David's face was unusually rosy. In the past two days, perhaps inspired by hope, his physical condition had improved and he could eat a lot.

But the butler was worried that if all this turned out to be a scam, David's health would quickly collapse and he would never see the red maple trees next year. When he arrived at the road sign the other party mentioned, the butler mustered up his courage and honked the horn in the dark.

One long and two short.

Inside the tightly closed car windows, the only sounds were the two people's heavy, tense breathing, and the faint sound of wind outside.

This silence lasted for half a minute.

In the darkness, a pair of green eyes began to appear, followed by two pairs, three pairs, until the wolves appeared in front of their car lights.

They walked towards the light, looked at them for a few seconds, and then ran towards a muddy field away from the main road, at a moderate speed.

"Follow him," said David.

The butler nodded, came to his senses, and drove to catch up.

The wolves continued to clear the snow ahead, making David's eyes brighter.

After driving for less than ten minutes, a hunter's cabin with lights on appeared in front of them.

After parking the car at the door, the butler got out and tried to help David, but was refused.

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

"Welcome, Mr. David, Butler Smith. Although I have received many favors from the David Group, this is the first time I have met Mr. David in person. Please allow me to thank you for your 'selfless' donations to the 'Natural Unity Association' over the years."

Sandberg opened the door and behaved very enthusiastically, at least much more enthusiastically than David and the others had imagined. He did not look at all like someone who had taken the initiative in the negotiations and was trying to extort more benefits.

"Are you surprised? This is how we treat our friends, negotiating with great care? That is the dregs of human beings. Nature is so generous, but humans are so stingy."

Sandberg invited the two to sit at the simple dining table and served them hot tea.

But their attention was attracted by a person wrapped in a black robe sitting on the main seat.

Feeling the gazes of the two, the man in black robe slowly pulled back his hood, and a wolf head covered with silver hair appeared before them.

"Wolf, werewolf!"

The housekeeper shouted out the word in surprise and quickly covered his mouth.

"You can call me Lord Wolf. I like this name." Lord Wolf said this in very unfamiliar English.

When David heard the werewolf speak in person, many legends related to him came to his mind.

In quite a few settings, werewolves and vampires are a pair of high-frequency characters that appear almost exclusively.

Related to this is the ability to live forever and transform.

Lord Wolf's transformation ability evolved from [Totem].

As the number of surrendered people continued to increase, this ability gradually broke through certain limitations, and the totem mutated into [Wolf Totem - Bloodline]

Therefore, it and its high-level subordinates have the ability to transform into werewolves.

Not only that, as long as there is a being that can transform into a werewolf, it can use the "Blood Gift" to allow another life to gain the ability to become a werewolf.

This ability cannot bring eternal life, but it can indeed cure diseases and prolong life, and its effect is a bit like the Elixir of the Son of Heaven.

The disadvantage is that these recipients can only appear in werewolf form at night, and their temperaments become less controllable.

Moreover, the more bloodlines one bestows, the more diluted the ability will become, and it may even lead to a decline in one's own strength.

The giver of gifts can also bestow gifts on lower levels, just like vampires, whose strength decreases layer by layer until low-level werewolves are born who have no intelligence and only know how to kill.

".These are the advantages and disadvantages. I originally thought that I needed to explain more, but now it seems that Mr. David knows very well what werewolves mean. As long as we can live forever, then eternal life, how far can it be?" Sandberg's words floated gently in his ears, but every word was deeply embedded in David's heart.

"Since it's such a good thing, as a confidant of the Wolf Lord, you should also become a werewolf, right?" David suppressed his eager eyes and looked at Sandberg calmly.

"I haven't accepted Lord Wolf's gift yet." Sandberg shook his head, "Because I still have more things to do."

David could understand what he meant. It would be difficult to get things done if he turned into a werewolf every night and his emotions were out of control.

"Although I don't want to discourage you, the number of partners is limited, and Lord Wolf can only give you two gifts. If you are late, you may have to accept my blood gift."

Sandberg's words continued to break down David's already fragile psychological defenses.

Besides, David came here with the determination to survive even if he had to become a dog. Those meaningless negotiations, as the other party said, were unnecessary.

David stood up, and in the surprised eyes of the butler, he resolutely knelt down in front of the Wolf Lord: "I, Bill Ramsey David, am willing to do my best to assist the Wolf Lord for the rest of my life, at any cost, and ask for your grace!"

Another family surrendered to the Wolf Lord, and there was a sincere smile on Sandberg's face.

They took another firm step towards the beautiful and pure natural monarchy in their minds.

Sooner or later, one day, when the people of Maple Country wake up, they will find that the land they have trampled on for so long has returned to the embrace of nature.

(End of this chapter)