Quick Transmigration System: Male God, Come Here

Chapter 1238

Translator: Cheese

Proofreader/editor: Minhui

The Vampire Prince’s Blood Slave (117)

No wait, she was praising a non-human being.

Was the Earth turning on its head?

Bai Weiwei muttered to herself, “I can only take this gamble. Otherwise, once the capture target dies, I’m done for too.”

That was the most unfair part of this f*cked up capture mission: a lot of the time, the side tasks were about hanging the capture target.

If he died, she would explode on the spot.

Don’t even ask what she thought about the main system’s bastard personality; after traveling into so many worlds, she probably had a clear sense of its personality.

That main system didn’t treat her with any of the kindness one would expect towards their employees.

It probably really did regard her as a useless tool, something it could throw away at any time.

And her life was very likely to be dependent on the capture target.

The only one who had any affection for her now was just the scum system in her body that couldn’t work and could only eat.

Unfortunately, this scum system was a poor loser in the system world, with no money, no power, and no backdoor privileges.

The two of them were simply the most unfortunate and miserable host-system pair in the system world.

So the capture target could not die.

Bai Weiwei patted the bat’s head. “Go back.”

The bat ignored her.

Bai Weiwei: “…”

Feeling embarrassed for her, the system ordered, “Go back.”

The bat immediately turned around and flew back.

But when they reached the warehouse, the bat refused to go closer, as though it were afraid of something there.

It stopped outside the warehouse, then flew off.

Bai Weiwei could only shuffle off the bat’s back and limp over to the warehouse.

Fortunately, the door was unlocked. She pushed it open.

A frightening chill drifted over.

She shuddered. Sunlight streamed down onto the warehouse, but there wasn’t the slightest bit of warmth.

Bai Weiwei slowly stumbled over.

She tried calling out. “Arthur?”

No one replied.

Bai Weiwei turned her head. What she saw startled her.

A black shadow lay curled up in a corner of the warehouse.

She saw it was Arthur. His eyes were squeezed shut, and his face was pale, abnormally white, like a lifeless statue of plaster.

Fangs peeked out from his lips.

Violent trembles wracked his body, as though he were holding something back.

In this dark corner, only his disheveled silver hair reflected any light.

Bai Weiwei came up to him, frowning worriedly. She tried to touch him.

Arthur’s eyes snapped open. A bloody red color filled his unfocused pupils.

The tip of his nose twitched, capturing the scent of the thing he desperately needed–

The smell of blood.

And it was the smell of the highest quality blood.

His crumbling body needed food.

The corners of Arthur’s lips lifted into a predator’s ferocious grin. A hand instantly captured Bai Weiwei’s wrist and yanked her into his arms.

Then he lowered his head and sank his teeth into her neck.

Blood rushed into his withered body, wetting his parched lips.

Although Bai Weiwei expected that he might become a predator, she didn’t expect him to lose his mind.

Then she looked up and saw–the green bar had grown.

A gleam of light flashed in Bai Weiwei’s eyes. She’d guessed right.

The capture mission and side tasks were closely related.

If she saved Arthur’s life, the progress bar of the side task would begin to go up.

In other words, the main system believed that Arthur could promote peace between humans and vampires.

Bai Wiewie watched the green bar rise to 80. She said to the system, “If my body can’t hold on anymore, remember to tell me.”

She wasn’t doing this to lose her life.

Just as she finished speaking. The teeth biting into the side of her neck paused abruptly.

A sharp gasp, filled with panic, came from beside her ear.

“Weiwei?”

He clenched his teeth and tremblingly called out.