As a weakling vampire who stays out at night and out at night, in order to make it reasonable for him to stay out at night and out at night, drink fresh and unsuspecting animal blood, and make money to repair his castle, he gloriously became a paleontologist - self-styled. In this way, you can explore the wild openly and drink freely!
Even now, no useful paleontological fossils have been found, and the castle is far from being repaired, but sleeping in a coffin in the basement is not unbearable.
But Allen found that he had some bad luck. After only drinking a little blood, he discovered the treasure hidden by the thieves, human corpses that appeared out of nowhere, and even the vicious gangster who was being hunted and fleeing!
Fortunately, a brave and great detective appears to save him every time, that is Mr. Holmes!
But soon, Allen discovered something was wrong.
Why did the other party come to his door accurately every time, even though it was originally a county away from him?
Could this be the reason for the drift bottle system in his mind? But weren't the bottles he sent sent to different people? Why does it seem that Mr. Holmes has received them all now!
Holmes saw the drifting bottle in his mind: I seem to have found a treasure hidden by someone in the forest. Is this a treasure hidden by elves like in some legend?
Holmes: It's very suspicious. Although I don't know where the drift bottle came from, I think the person hiding the thing may be a criminal. I'll go take a look.
Drift Bottle: Ah ah ah why is there a human corpse here! He was still killed!
Holmes:? This guy is pretty lucky, I'll go check it out.
Drifting bottle: Help, help, help! Why would a murderer appear in the forest, looking like he wants to kill me too!
Holmes (excited): This Mr. Bottle is really lucky. I think I can get more cases by following him!
Mr. Bottle, who was said by Holmes to be very lucky and was being hunted by a murderer: QAQ
Holmes is suspicious: Why does a paleontologist always like to stay out at night? Isn't it more dangerous in the wild at night? And the blood at the corner of your mouth...
Mr. Vampire Bottle: Why is my life so difficult! I'm really not a vampire, believe me Sherlock Holmes!
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Mushrooms, mycelium, countless connections, vegetation mixed with a foul aroma.
In the pursuit of history, Ivie acquired magical, evil, or god-given abilities.
He didn't feel that he was different at all, he just felt that he could acquire the characteristics of other creatures so easily.
Dogs have a keen sense of smell, and all they have to do is take it apart and eat it, and this trait is his.
There are also the dexterity of cats, the photosynthesis of plants, and the night vision of owls...
Until, Ivey discovered that a person had such a smart mind, and he wanted him!
Holmes found that there was a dangerous person beside him. He had such extraordinary physical fitness that he always looked at him with longing and love in his eyes.
It was like love, but it was definitely not love, because Holmes noticed the naked desire in the other person's eyes when he looked at him!
This is an evil, crazy, and indescribable thing that has been tainted by history.
Does this kind of creature really exist? Haha, he has always been a person who is extremely curious about new things. He will figure out what he is and will never let him hurt other people!
PS: Cthulhu literature, a new attempt, will be more evil.
Intention: Never give up or give up!