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He was simply so excited he could see pink everywhere… although, everything really was pink.

The castle had been painted pink by him.

Arthur explained his plan. “This is a hundred-year plan. The most fundamental conflict between Blood Kin and humans is the conflict between prey and food.”

After all, for the Blood Kin, humans were livestock [1].

Have you ever seen humans who eat livestock sit down to have a discussion with them?

“The expected time taken is long because we need to overturn everyone’s preconceptions. And we can develop an alternative food for Blood Kin. The researchers over on the rebels’ side already have specific research plans.”

In fact, the rebels had also considered coexisting peacefully with the Blood Kin.

So their scientists began to research alternative food for Blood Kin.

Their research bore fruit, but the results tasted relatively worse.

They could have continued to investigate further, but when the Blood Kin began to break out into a large-scale hunting of humans, the rebels began to understand–

It was impossible for Blood Kin to coexist peacefully with humans.

Because Blood Kin were unwilling to eat alternative foods. What they wanted was the thrill of the hunt and the lofty stance of enslaving humans.

Even if a delicious alternative was developed, no Blood Kin would buy it and give up humans.

Arthur continued in a mild tone, “So I will first take the position of leader, then implement an alternative blood diet. When it’s almost time, we’ll begin to negotiate with humans.”

Of course, there were more terrible, more radical, and more horrifying methods of reform.

He could even purge the Blood Kin of internal strife overnight.

Let all the Blood Kin obey him, then carry out a brutally efficient regime.

Within ten years, all Blood Kin would obediently adapt to a new ideology and follow an alternative blood diet.

But why would he do that?

Naturally, he wanted to prolong things leading up to the negotiation, prolong it until Bai Weiwei developed a sense of crisis regarding the flow of time.

Then she would… accept his First Embrace.

Become a vampire to stay by his side, to supervise him as he carried out his plan.

And Bai Weiwei really did fall into his trap. “A hundred years, so long…”

Arthur’s eyes flashed. “Not long. The grievances between humans and Blood Kin are too great, I really do need that much time. And I have a volatile [2] character; if there’s no one to supervise me, I might grow lazy [3] and hand over the negotiation and planning to others.”

Bai Weiwei fell silent, seeming to struggle with something.

Arthur was afraid that she would back out and immediately followed up: “You can be my supervisor until my plan is fully implemented. Just a hundred years, it’ll pass in a split second.

A hundred years of life really did feel exceedingly short to him.

Because there was no stimulus to wake him, he practically slept through it all.

And the few months he had met Bai Weiwei felt as long as his many years of life.

His life was filled with her breath.

He’d lived through all the sours and sweets of life [4], and now he wanted to hold on to that sweetness.

To taste honeyed sweetness with her for eternity.

For this purpose, he was prepared to use all means.

Bai Weiwei hesitated. “I won’t live a hundred years, Arthur.”

Arthur tightly gripped her fingers, frowning in displeasure. “How can you not live over a hundred years? Do you want the plan for humans and Blood Kin to live in harmony to be scrapped?”

He glared at her in condemnation, as though she were a murderer hindering world peace.

Bai Weiwei knit her brows. “But it’s difficult for humans to live over a hundred years. It’s a matter of genes.”

Arthur played with her slender fingers, saying in feigned nonchalance, “There must always be someone who can be the link between me and the rebels. I trust you. If you die, then the plan is void.”

1: 猪狗牛羊: pigs, dogs, cattle, sheep

2: 三分钟热度: lit. three minutes of heat/fever; a flash in the pan

3: 甩手掌柜: someone who asks others to work but does nothing himself

4: 酸甜苦辣: lit. sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy; the joys and sorrows of life