Chapter 348: 347【Blood Therapy】

Chapter 348: 347【Blood Therapy】

Chapter 348 347.Blood Therapy

Two little girls sat next to Lan En. They looked at each other from time to time, and then glanced at Lan En with a blush on their faces.

But immediately afterwards, he hurriedly lowered his head into the dinner plate.

Lan En doesnt think little girls have any thoughts. Little girls of this age just like beautiful things.

Dolls, small jewelry, etc., they feel shy just because their doll can move and talk.

Lan started to pick up the knife and fork after thanking Viola for hosting the table.

Viola behaved very calmly in front of Lan En. Lan En guessed that this was because she only had Gascoigne in her eyes.

Having a meal with a friend I just met, in his warm home, with him, his wife and children. This daily and ordinary scene almost made Lan En feel a sense of detachment.

Compared with last night's abnormal moonlight, the roars and stench of wild beasts under the moonlight, the silent slaughter of hunters, and the screams of ordinary people dying, this kind of daily life is too contrasting.

Everyone living in Yanan, even little girls of Olivia or Victoria's age, seems to have become accustomed to this huge contrast.

In other words, they dont feel the contrast at all.

The **** and crazy nights and the normal and busy days should exist together in this city.

At the moment when he realized the existence of this sense of detachment, Lan En only felt that the hand holding the knife and fork had a double shadow and ripples in his eyes.

This kind of brain incoordination, which seemed to be caused by overwork, never appeared again after he implanted the gene seed.

He showed no strangeness on his face, and the strange visual dislocation and apparition itself disappeared quickly. It just appeared for a moment.

Mentos, a comprehensive self-examination.

The biological brain responds immediately. The brain cells integrate biochemical indicators from all parts of the body and issue a standardized report to the subject.

The test results showed that everything was normal except that the brain was a little tired.

Sir, I also observed that your vision was blurred just now. But with our current level of knowledge, we can only draw this conclusionthe visual signal is disordered due to brain fatigue.

Lan En didnt say anything more.

Is it really because the brain is tired? He had eaten well and slept well before coming to this world. After only staying up for one night in this world, he was so exhausted that his vision blurred?

There is something wrong with the world, and it is exerting some influence on me that I am not aware of.

Lan confirmed this again.

Not to your taste, Mr Lane?

On the other side of the dining table, Viola asked nervously.

Lan En came back to his senses in time and smiled calmly: "No, it's okay. I just wandered in the wild for too long and haven't sat down at the table to eat properly for a long time."

"Ah, that's good." Viola breathed a sigh of relief.

Just like a vampire, a creature that just saying its name makes people feel like seeing a "bat flying out of the mist in the dark".

Evil is the background color given to them by people. In many cultural backgrounds, drinking blood is a symbol of evil.

But in Yanan, this became a very natural, very common, and very reasonable hobby.

That feeling of detachment is back.

The outside sunlight shines into Gascoignes home through the iron fence entangled with chains and the glass in the iron fence.

The warm house, beautiful wife, lovely children, and friends who come to visit us are all warm and natural.

But the host and hostess are drinking blood at the dinner table!

Lan En pursed his lips and told himself that this was just a difference between the worlds, so there was no need to make a fuss. After all, the blood in this bottle of red wine does not come from humans, but from livestock.

Gascoigne continued calmly.

No Yanam people will leave their hometown, because no Yanam people can live without blood and [blood therapy].

Outlanders need [blood therapy] to maintain their lives and fight terminal illnesses. And even if the terminal illness is cured? Then no one can do without [blood therapy].

Gascoigne put down his glass and continued to eat his food with a knife and fork.

Lan was a little uncomfortable with the smell of blood and the sense of abstraction from his brain. He only ate the bread and mashed potatoes on the plate.

Blood therapy. Gascoigne, what exactly is [blood therapy]? Is it addictive?

I told you that [blood therapy] is just blood transfusion. It is not addictive in itself. As long as you dont rely on blood therapy to fight terminal illnesses, you can stop at any time and you wont feel any discomfort.

Gascoigne shrugged and said nonchalantly.

At the end, Viola, a pure local, added with a smile.

As long as you can let it go, [blood therapy] can indeed be stopped at any time.

"Put it down?" Lan En raised his eyes and looked at Viola, who was chatting like home, "Put it down for what?"

"Let go of the vitality, vitality, and energy that filled your body during [blood therapy]. It seems that you will never get tired, as if you have returned to the peak state of your body and spirit. You only worry about where to vent your energy, but never worry Energy is depleted. Creativity and inspiration are also endless.

Speaking of this, Viola, a native of Yanan, showed a little pride.

Yanans technology is generally higher than that of the outside world, which is largely due to the improvement of people through [blood therapy].

Well, although this also causes the locals to be xenophobic.

At the end of the day, Viola felt a little embarrassed in front of Lan En.

Because she could easily imagine the sarcastic comments a new arrival would encounter in Yanan.

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