The Undead That Don’t Suck Blood

"Really?"

The Undead looked a little excited.

Most people would definitely kill him after hearing that he was an Undead and had bloodthirsty habits.

And now, if he was not so desperate for blood, he definitely would not have stayed after being discovered.

When Su Ming saw his expression, he knew that it was possible for him to negotiate, so he immediately nodded.

"Of course it's true. So, what's your name?"

The Undead quickly calmed down and said, "I'm Lin Mai."

Su Ming nodded.

"Don't you have any other clansmen? Why did you come out alone to hunt?"

Su Ming knew long ago that races like the Undead were usually despised by the other tribes.

Under such circumstances, they usually preferred to stick together for warmth. It was rare to see Lin Mai hunting alone.

Hearing this, Lin Mai's expression showed a moment of awkwardness.

Once he came to his senses, he looked at Su Ming apologetically.

"This...this lord. I know that you might think I'm lying if I say this.

"But I can use my reputation to guarantee that what I'm going to say next will be true."

Lin Mai took a deep breath, his expression a little sad.

"The Undead have existed since ancient times. Whether it's reproduction or survival, it's actually more difficult than the outside world thinks."

"In order to maintain a relatively good relationship with the other tribes in the outside world. We've decided to stop drinking the blood of living beings since a few hundred years ago."

Su Ming quirked his eyebrows and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"But," Lin Mai continued, "this kind of persistence started to break a few decades ago.

"We found that it's even more difficult to suck the blood of dead bodies, and it's also harmful to our bodies.

"So, at this time, a different voice began to appear in our tribe. They wanted to start consuming living beings again."

At this point, Lin Mai's expression started to look pained.

"I was only born into this world after they decided not to drink the blood of living beings.

"So, I couldn't accept this change at all, so I began to strongly oppose it.

"But...in front of my clansmen who have tasted the charm of live blood again, my voice is insignificant.

"Even though I'm the leader's successor, I can't stop their actions. In the end...I was expelled from the Undead clan."

Rubbing his head, Lin Mai's expression was a little self-deprecating.

"I've been wandering outside for a long time, and I could only survive by relying on the blood of the corpses hunted by other tribes.

"But...it's not easy to find a suitable corpse.

"Generally, the blood of corpses that have died in the wild for more than four hours is of no use to us Undead. The activity and nutrition of the blood will disappear.

"I've been hungry for a long time. That's why I lost my mind and pounced on you after seeing you, my lord...

"I'm truly sorry, my lord."

Su Ming nodded.

"You can call me the Prophet. That's what the people I know call me."

As he stroked Da Bai, who was still on guard, Su Ming's thoughts wandered.

After thinking about it for a while, Su Ming spoke again, "How many of your clansmen do you have?"

Lin Mai was stunned for a moment, as if he did not expect Su Ming to ask that.

After recalling for a moment, he slowly said, "When I left the Undead tribe, there were 137 of them, including me."

Su Ming quirked his eyebrows in slight surprise.

"You remember it so clearly?"

Lin Mai heard this and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"After all, I was the successor to the clan leader of the Undead clan. Remembering these things is just the most basic thing."

Su Ming nodded.

He sighed in his heart, not everyone was like Lin Mai.

The leader of the Orcs, Riel, could not even count the number of people in his clan, let alone remember the exact number.

However, when he heard that there were 137 of them, some thoughts appeared in Su Ming's mind.

"How many of your clansmen supported your idea before you were expelled?"

"About a third of our people support my idea," Lin Mai said after some thought.

"A third of the clansmen remain neutral, and the remaining third are more radical.

"And their leaders are more radical. They think that they should put the interests of their tribesmen first. They think that the rules set in the past are nothing at all."

Su Ming looked at Lin Mai. "Are you sure? "

Lin Mai nodded firmly. " I'm sure."

"Then if I promise to give you enough blood to sustain your survival, can you pull a third of the neutral clansmen into your camp?"

Lin Mai's eyes brightened, but his expression changed slightly.

"If that's the case, that's great, but we can't feed on living beings anymore ..."

Su Ming chuckled softly and beckoned a Tree Demon over.

Then, he patted the Tree Demon's head, and green juice began to ooze out of the Tree Demon's chest.

Lin Mai's eyes widened the moment he saw the green liquid.

"This...this juice smells like blood?"

Lin Mai's face was filled with shock. Under Su Ming's signal, he reached out to take the juice and brought it to his mouth.

Then, the expression on his face instantly became one of enjoyment.

It was like a person who had been hungry for a long time and suddenly saw a feast of delicacies. He almost instantly fell into it.

Su Ming's thoughts started to wander as he looked at Lin Mai drinking the juice eagerly.

The Tree Demon's juice could provide the Undead with blood, and it was quite effective.

This was also one of the things Su Ming knew about the game in his previous life.

Moreover, this would not cause any damage to the Tree Demon.

The amount of juice that an Undead needed in a day was like a drop in the ocean for the Tree Demon.

After a few minutes, Lin Mai finally finished absorbing the juice. He then burped.

Lin Mai turned to look at Su Ming in embarrassment and said, "Thank you so much, Great Prophet."

"If it wasn't for this juice, I'm afraid I'd be so hungry that I'd collapse."

Su Ming nodded, then changed the topic casually.