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The body of agitated passengers in the carriage would make anyone tremble in fear, let alone the male passenger who had taken up seats he did not occupy. When their emotions surged, they had a genuine inclination to get physical.

Thus, when the female conductor came over with a police officer from afar, they saw the ruffian male passenger, looking ashen-faced and drenched in sweat, hastily leaving the carriage. He rushed back, saying over and over, “I’m going to my seat, I’m going right now to my seat…”

On the other side of the carriage, as they watched the male passenger who monopolized the seats flee awkwardly, other passengers continued to discuss this topic passionately. After what had just happened, they seemingly became much closer to each other. Immediately, the carriage was filled with an upbeat atmosphere.

Xiang Kun breathed a sigh of relief. If the other passengers couldn’t restrain themselves from getting physical, bad things could happen in such a heated situation. If they really beat someone to death, that would be a real mess.

Firstly, although the man who seized the seat was despicable, his crime did not warrant death. Secondly, the innocent passengers, especially those who were the first to take action, would probably be in trouble. Furthermore, if there were casualties, and an official investigation ensued, who knew what might be found out.

After sitting down again, Xiang Kun was somewhat astonished. His ability of “Emotional Assimilation” was truly hard to guard against… Others couldn’t resist it, and neither could he.

If he let his guard down, his emotions might trigger a mass effect.

However, this ability was indeed powerful. It could subtly influence other people’s emotions, making everyone keep pace with him and fostering a shared point of view, thereby resulting in unified action.

Moreover, others wouldn’t think they’re being influenced and wouldn’t be able to detect anything unusual.

Xiang Kun couldn’t help but feel regretful. He was born in the wrong era. If he had existed in ancient times, this would have been an ace in commanding warfare.

After allowing himself to get overwhelmingly emotional as if he were trapped in a desperate situation with only death to face, he would raise the Square Sky Halberd and shout, “Brothers follow me to the charge!”

In response, his soldiers would follow him into the battle with a single-minded determination. Perhaps even the enemy troops could be influenced, which would result in a complete victory. Who could stand against him?

Adding on to his current superb physical quality and recovery ability, in the era of cold weapons, he would be an unmatched military general!

Uh, those historical figures known for their extraordinary courage, I wonder if they were vampires too?

As for vampires, or more precisely, blood-feeding mutated humans, when did they first appear?

As long as there are people like Guo Tianxiang and the Giant Owl, Xiang Kun knows that creatures like him exist in this world.

By the time he arrived home, it was already five in the afternoon. As soon as Xiang Kun opened the door, the Canary flew towards him and landed on his shoulder, chirping softly.

Xiang Kun immediately understood its meaning. It was a bit scared and worried as he had been away for so many days. It was afraid that if he had died outside, when its food and water ran out, it too would be finished. Xiang Kun checked the Canary’s condition, cleaned its cage, and replaced the food and water.

Although the Canary seemed a bit listless and its health condition was not very good, there was nothing major to worry about. He believed that under his care, it would recover in two or three days.

He then checked the Rabbits in the kitchen, cleaned their cages. During this process, he noticed that one of the Rabbits was acting strange.

He listened carefully for a while, then took out the Rabbit and placed it on the examination table. His right thumb and the other four fingers formed a shape of “eight.” He gently stroked the Rabbit’s lower abdomen with his palm.

After deciding to open a farm in the future, Xiang Kun had found a lot of information on breeding Rabbits, chickens, ducks, and even cattle and sheep. Therefore, after judging from the smell and sound that the Rabbit was abnormal, he suspected that it might be pregnant.

After confirming that the Rabbit was really pregnant, Xiang Kun couldn’t help but shake his head and put it back into the cage. It seemed that he needed to swap it for another one at the farm tomorrow. This was just right: only three Rabbits were left at home and he needed to prepare more Rabbits in case his “appetite” would increase after drinking Guo Tianxiang’s blood.

Xiang Kun returned to the living room, brought over a bucket and placed it beside the dining table, then opened a bottle of wine that he had bought from the supermarket on his way home and poured it into a wine glass.

Mimicking the action he had seen in Guo Tianxiang’s memory, he lightly swirled the wine in the glass by holding it by the stem, then sniffed it.

Uh, Xiang Kun’s sense of smell was too sensitive, he could get all kinds of smells from the wine. But he was not familiar with wine, so he couldn’t identify these smells for now. Besides, this wine was very ordinary, so he couldn’t recognize any good smells from it.

He heard that professional sommeliers earned a high salary. If he trained himself for a while, maybe he could get a job in this field?

While thinking, Xiang Kun tilted his head back and drank half a glass of wine, then started the timer on his phone.

After twenty seconds, there was no reaction. It seemed that wine did not belong to the kind that would react immediately.

So he sat quietly, waiting. Twenty-one minutes later, a sensation of vomit surged up. He bent over and vomited the wine into the bucket.

Xiang Kun frowned at the bottle of red wine. As he had speculated before, red wine was not an exception. His stomach still rejected it.

Did Guo Tianxiang really vomit the red wine he drank in the bar after a while? He really did that?

Xiang Kun poured a little bit more red wine, then stared at the liquid in the glass. He focused his attention solely on the wine, intentionally discarding the surrounding environment, including the table and even the wine glass.

Then he began to search in Guo Tianxiang’s memory fragments, trying to use this red liquid to retrieve specific memories.

Finally, images began to emerge in his mind. The search had results, but to Xiang Kun’s surprise, he not only saw fragments of drinking red wine, but also drinking blood. And that blood was also poured into a wine glass.

He even saw Guo Tianxiang at some kind of farm-like place. In a simple warehouse, there were two wine glasses on a wooden table, one with red wine and one with fresh blood. Guo Tianxiang first drank up the fresh blood and then the red wine. In the distance, a goat that had been bled could be seen bleating beside the warehouse.

Xiang Kun suddenly realized how Guo Tianxiang made him drink red wine.

“Does that really work?”

He decided to experiment. So, he took out a Rabbit that was not pregnant and drew 55ml of Rabbit blood with a measuring cup, and mixed it with 50ml of red wine.

Xiang Kun deliberately waited for a while, not drinking it right away.

Because he was worried that drinking blood too early would disrupt his blood drinking cycle and later cause drowsiness.

In previous experiments, he found that once blood leaves the body, its effectiveness for him plummets after 1-3 minutes. But before coagulation, if he drank it, his stomach wouldn’t reject it and it wouldn’t be retched out. But if the blood was made into products like blood tofu to eat, it would be the same as eating other food, it would get vomited up again.

Two minutes later, Xiang Kun drank up the Rabbit’s blood, then immediately drank the red wine.

He felt a weird feeling in his stomach, as if it were protesting against him. This was a feeling he never had with simply drinking red wine or Rabbit blood..