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In Wattsy Town, the humble and devout Churchill family sat upright at the dining table, praying before a somewhat damaged but clean unknown statue.
"Dear Lord, thank you for the sunshine and rain that bring forth bountiful food from the earth. Please purify this food for us. Your Glory endures forever!"
The low yet fervent words of the Churchill family resonated with sincerity, gently spreading in the flickering light of the oil lamp on the table.
At this moment in Wattsy Town, the sound of earnest prayers filled the low houses, making this ancient town feel particularly sacred and warm.
This was the most genuine and fervent faith of ordinary people; they simply wished for a peaceful life, happiness for their children, and freedom from disasters and illness.
Meanwhile, Bu struggled to rise from the barren mountain, his head throbbing painfully.
He now understood the absurdity of what had happened to him. Whether he believed it or resisted it, this event had already occurred irreversibly.
According to Bu's habit, he decided not to dwell on it too much; he had crossed over, so be it. Could he really choose to disbelieve to the point of self-destruction?
Shaking his painfully sore limbs, Bu felt discomfort throughout his body as if he had been crushed by a machine. Every muscle screamed in agony as if thousands of steel needles were piercing him.
Bu understood how this situation had come about. While he was unconscious, he had received notifications from that so-called vampire growth system.
That detestable electronic notification tone coldly informed him of everything that had transpired without a hint of emotion.
To summarize in a rather cliché manner: you are no longer you.
Indeed, Bu was no longer a purely human being but a vampire surviving in darkness.
What a cliché scenario it was; yet it happened to him, leaving him in disbelief.
In confusion and disbelief, Bu realized he could only take one step at a time now.
A thought crossed his mind, and a seemingly transparent module panel appeared in his mind. It detailed his personal information, making him feel like he could spit blood.
“Upgrade System? Is this for real?” He looked up at the sky in disbelief.
Character: Vampire
Faction: Dark
Strength: 18
Agility: 4
Constitution: 17
Spirit: 1
Energy: 10/10
Occupation: None
Faith: None
Level: 1
Experience: 0/1000
Physical Condition: Healthy 100%
Description: An elegant noble wandering in darkness, a banished soul estranged from the mundane world. When night falls, he reveals his lonely figure.
Gathering his chaotic thoughts, he began to slowly accept the bizarre information that had appeared in his mind.
He knew that since he had arrived in this unfamiliar territory, he should first consider how to survive.
After all, he was an outsider. Regardless of whether others were aware of it, there were certainly many strange aspects that did not fit with this world, which would raise others' vigilance against him.
Therefore, to establish a foothold in this world, he needed to take into account both favorable and unfavorable factors so that he could plan carefully and avoid revealing any flaws.
He did not know whether this world operated on the principle of survival of the fittest, where the strong dominated. However, this did not prevent his identity as a vampire from bringing him endless convenience while also posing potential dangers.
From the information displayed on the System panel, with a strength of 18 and Agility of 4, this might be a good start. Although he was not entirely clear about how strong these stats were, he guessed that he should not be weaker than those lazy soldiers sheltering from the rain in the corners of the city walls; after all, he was a vampire.
“Aren't vampires in movies usually pretty strong?” he mused with a light chuckle.
However, he understood the importance of being prepared. To confirm his assumptions and prevent himself from falling into an unfavorable situation later on, he needed to test things out personally.
"Power?"
Bu pondered for a moment, then suddenly his expression hardened. He bent down and swung his fist with all his might at the uneven ground of the mountain. This reckless act left everyone speechless.
"Bang!"
The sound of his fist striking the ground erupted, sending dust and stones flying as the earth trembled slightly. A pit the size of a basin appeared, nearly a foot deep.
"Sss," Bu inhaled sharply. He hadn't anticipated that a mere strength value of 18 could be so powerful. If this had landed on a person, it would surely send them flying or cause immense pain upon contact.
Bu was filled with a mix of surprise and excitement, ignoring the blood oozing from his knuckles where the skin had broken.
What he wanted to know now was just how formidable a value higher than 18 in Agility Value could be.
Without hesitation, he acted on his thoughts.
With a sudden stomp of his foot, Bu leaned forward and charged down the mountain. His body moved like a cheetah released from its cage, like an arrow shot from a bow, disappearing in an instant with the sound of his clothes whipping through the air.
The wind sang joyfully in his ears, and the air around him became chaotic due to Bu's Speed.
Bu relished this feeling—the sensation of power, the feeling of strength—something he had never experienced before.
In the past, he had only tasted this exhilarating feeling slightly while watching others.
This sensation captivated Bu.
"Hahahahahaha~! I am a vampire! I am Bu! I am Vampire Bu!"
"Wow" "Bang"
Bu couldn't hide his joy and suddenly stopped, but because he had just gained this powerful force and hadn't truly mastered it yet, he lost control of his body and crashed into a large tree, causing the leaves to rustle loudly.
Bu winced in pain but still couldn't conceal the excitement on his face.
He truly enjoyed the feeling of being filled with power; it was something he could never have as an ordinary person. The thrill and excitement it brought were indescribable.
Taking a deep breath, Bu smiled as he rubbed his face vigorously, seemingly trying to wake himself up.
However, when he saw that his previously injured and bleeding right hand was now completely unharmed, he was stunned again. The shock he experienced today was overwhelming.
He carefully examined his right hand and had to confirm that there were indeed no scars at all; even the blood that had flowed earlier was nowhere to be seen.
"Is this my physique? Is this what it means to have the physique of a vampire?"
Bu began to marvel.
He recalled scenes from movies where vampires would heal instantly from wounds. Unless they were pierced by special silver weapons, their recovery abilities were terrifying.
He had thought these were merely fictional powers, but to his surprise, he actually possessed such extraordinary abilities. Although his recovery wasn't as exaggerated as instant healing, Bu felt very satisfied.
After becoming slightly familiar with the uncontrollable power within him, Bu had discovered some functions of Mental Power. When he focused on sensing the surrounding environment, Mental Power seemed to spread like ripples in water, allowing him to grasp his surroundings more clearly.
However, he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't activate the energy value represented in his personal attributes.
This left Bu quite frustrated. Was he really that foolish? He had such power but struggled to utilize it effectively.
He secretly despised himself for a moment. He decided not to dwell on the inability to use his energy; after all, this power was quietly lying within him and would not simply vanish.
He wasn't in a hurry; there would come a time when he could unleash the energy. Besides, his current strength had already boosted his confidence. What more could he do to reverse his situation?
After practicing some punches and kicks, he stopped wasting energy. He felt a bit hungry; after all, he had been unconscious for quite some time and realized he hadn't eaten in a while.
Thinking this, he was just about to go catch a wild chicken or something to fill his stomach when he suddenly froze in place.
He was a vampire now. Do vampires eat cooked food? Don't vampires need to drink human blood?
"Drink human blood...?"
He felt a wave of nausea wash over him, but deep down, an unexpected desire began to stir. These two completely contradictory feelings made him extremely uncomfortable.
He slapped his slightly dazed head hard a couple of times and decided it was better to try catching a wild chicken first to see if he could eat, rather than think about blood.
Just mentioning blood made his stomach churn again, yet subconsciously, he was craving it.
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