Chapter 3: Bloodline Legacy
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Lin Ze had encountered a Blood-Eyed Wolf before.
At that time, his reaction had been like everyone else’s—heart racing, legs trembling, overcome by the primal fear of meeting a predator at the top of the food chain.
But now, facing the same monstrous beast, he felt none of that fear.
Looking at the snarling, fearsome giant wolf in front of him, Lin Ze was surprised at how calm he felt, as if he were merely facing a small Chihuahua.
The vampire blood coursing through his veins seemed to have brought about some fundamental change in his mentality.
The Blood-Eyed Wolf, seemingly surprised at encountering a human so calm, showed a fleeting hint of confusion in its beastly eyes. However, its predatory instincts quickly overpowered the hesitation, and its gaze glowed with a chilling crimson.
The wolf crouched low, its muscles coiling like taut ropes, and then launched itself forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.
The leap was seamless, swift, and precise, filled with primal power and lethal intent.
An ordinary person wouldn’t even have time to react before being pinned down and meeting their end.
But to Lin Ze, it was as though the scene was moving in slow motion. He could see every detail of the wolf’s movements with perfect clarity.
He could even count the remnants of meat caught between its fangs.
Just as the two were about to collide, Lin Ze shifted his body to the side and, in a fluid motion, swung his fist into the wolf’s abdomen.
Bang!
The impact echoed like a thunderclap. The terrifying force of the blow bent the Blood-Eyed Wolf’s massive body in half. Chunks of matter burst from its mouth, and its muscular form flew through the air like a severed kite, skidding across the corridor floor for several meters before coming to a stop, motionless.
One punch. A clean kill.
Silence fell over the hallway.
Everyone stared at the scene in shock, mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.
Lin Ze stood frozen for several seconds, staring at his fist in disbelief.
[I seem to have underestimated my strength. I actually took down a Blood-Eyed Wolf with one hit.]
Once his astonishment faded, it was replaced by elation.
[Looks like I won’t have to fear monstrous beasts much anymore.]
At least, beasts as low-tier as the Blood-Eyed Wolf no longer posed any threat to him.
Calming himself, Lin Ze glanced at the stunned crowd but didn’t address them. He walked over, picked up the wolf’s corpse, and headed upstairs.
He had a theory he wanted to test.
The hallway remained silent until Lin Ze’s figure disappeared into the fire escape. Only then did the onlookers recover from their shock.
“What… what just happened?”
“He killed a Blood-Eyed Wolf with one punch…”
“How did Lin Ze become so strong?”
Guo Da turned immediately to Zhuang Rui, who looked dazed but quickly regained his composure, though his expression remained hesitant.
“I’m not sure… but he’s way stronger than the survivors at Manlan Hotel.”
Realization dawned on the others.
“Did Lin Ze also practice that miraculous martial art?”
“That must be it!”
“So, it’s real!”
Clack!
The nearby security door creaked open, and Zhang Zhen peeked out cautiously.
Hearing the sounds of conversation outside and sensing the danger had passed, he couldn’t resist coming out to investigate.
“What happened? Did the Blood-Eyed Wolf leave?”
His question was met with disdainful stares from the group.
…
Back at home, Lin Ze locked the door, carried the wolf’s corpse into the living room, and fetched a small bowl and a kitchen knife from the kitchen. He cut open the wolf and filled the bowl with its blood.
The smell was pungent and nauseating. Pinching his nose, Lin Ze forced himself to take a few sips. When nothing happened, he steeled himself and drank the rest in one go.
But even after waiting for a while, the gnawing hunger inside him showed no signs of subsiding.
“So, the blood of monstrous beasts—or animals—doesn’t work.”
Lin Ze sighed in disappointment.
This left him with only one option: the frozen blood packs stored at hospitals.
“That said, I wonder if the meat of these beasts is edible.”
After a moment of consideration, he dismissed the idea.
First, the power was out. He had been relying on his household generator for electricity, but the fuel was nearly depleted. It wasn’t worth the risk of trying beast meat under these conditions.
Second, with his newfound strength, gathering food in the future shouldn’t be too difficult. There was no need to take unnecessary risks.
Taking the wolf’s corpse downstairs, he tossed it outside the residential area before returning home to sit on the couch. Closing his eyes, he began to process the information in his mind.
The knowledge that had emerged in his consciousness was a hidden part of his vampire bloodline, known as the Bloodline Legacy.
It included information about vampire lore, bloodline abilities, combat techniques, and a myriad of other knowledge.
Yet, for some reason, this legacy seemed incomplete. Many parts felt vague, as if obscured by a thin veil that he couldn’t pierce no matter how hard he tried.
Even so, the legacy had provided Lin Ze with a wealth of valuable information.
For example, vampires sustained themselves by drinking blood, though they didn’t need to feed daily. Ordinary vampires could go two or three days between feedings.
The stronger a vampire, the less they relied on blood. High-ranking nobles could go years without feeding.
Blood wasn’t just sustenance—it was also the source of their strength.
This was tied to something called Blood Factor Concentration, which represented the purity of a vampire’s bloodline at their current rank.
By drinking blood, a vampire could increase their Blood Factor Concentration. Once it reached 100%, they could enter a state of dormancy, a process that allowed them to evolve.
This transformation could take decades or even centuries.
When a vampire awakened from dormancy, they would rise to a higher rank.
Lin Ze was currently an Ordinary Rank Vampire, and his next step was to evolve into a Knight Rank Vampire. Beyond that lay the rank of Baron, a true Dark Night Noble.
Of course, blood wasn’t the only way to increase Blood Factor Concentration. Natural growth was possible but extremely slow.
However, for an immortal like a vampire, time wasn’t a concern.
Even with minimal feeding, Lin Ze could theoretically reach noble rank in a few millennia.
“These vampires are far stronger than I thought,” he marveled.
Based on the legacy, vampires were virtually flawless beings. Immortal, unaging, and supremely powerful.
If word got out, people would scramble for the chance to become a vampire.
To think he had transformed into one just by sheer luck.
[At least I now have a way to survive in this apocalypse.]
Using the legacy’s instructions, Lin Ze focused his mind to sense his Blood Factor Concentration.
5.28%.
That was his current level.
He still had a long way to go to reach 100%.
But as a newly awakened vampire, it was only natural for his concentration to start off low.