Chapter 111: Even a Demon Can't Deceive Me!

"Mr. Urich, are you really a journalist?" The vampire whispered to Peter.

Her voice carried a subtle charm.

Peter, under her hypnotic influence, felt a momentary dizziness but quickly regained his composure. Since his time travel, his mental strength had become formidable. Perhaps it was the result of traversing time and space, but he rarely encountered mental troubles.

Previously, when Lady Weber attempted to read his fate, it backfired, leaving her uncharacteristically agitated.

Now, the vampire's hypnotism also failed to affect him. Unaware that Peter remained rational, she believed her hypnosis had succeeded.

Adjusting her posture to make herself more comfortable, the vampire didn't mind revealing a hint of her allure in front of Peter, as creatures hypnotized by her would obey her every command.

As a member of the Darkulan clan, she possessed abilities such as flight, invisibility, teleportation, and hypnotism.

Peter pretended to be under her influence and replied, "Yes, I am a journalist for the Daily Bugle."

"Why are you so interested in the spacecraft that brought me to Earth? Or is there another motive?" the vampire inquired.

"Because my goal is to uncover news with explosive potential," Peter answered, surprising the vampire.

She leaned closer, her eyes glowing white as she gazed directly at him.

Feeling her proximity, Peter's hearts raced. His alien embryo seemed to sense something, reacting as a warning.

He shifted his body slightly backward, hiding his unease.

"Is that so?" The vampire continued, "Why can't I see desire in your eyes?"

"Desire?" Peter didn't understand which desire she referred to.

"I've met many men, and without exception, I've seen raw desire in their eyes—either primal impulses towards the opposite sex or unrealistic fantasies about me."

The vampire intended to ask why Peter seemed different from other men, but she phrased it differently.

"I don't know," Peter replied simply.

He added, "Perhaps I never had desires to begin with."

"Human beings are the most complex creatures I've encountered. Their desires surpass those of all animals, not just for survival and existence. So, I don't believe humans lack desires," the vampire remarked.

The white glow in her eyes faded, returning to normal. She had initially doubted Peter but confirmed his sincerity after hypnotizing him.

After releasing him from hypnosis, Peter acted as if nothing had happened and continued the interview.

Half an hour later, after Peter left, the butler, Collins, entered the living room.

"Miss, why did you hypnotize him?" he asked.

"Because I suspected he wasn't a journalist. You know, I have many enemies—vampires, werewolves, demons, and other dark creatures. I have to be cautious," the vampire explained as she stood up.

"Last time, I encountered a demon hiding in a mirror, attacking me. Do you know what I saw in the mirror?" The vampire made a disgusted expression. "Black blood, thick and viscous, with clots. It flowed down the mirror like dark red syrup, mingled with white tissues, like maggots trapped in resin."

"When I exposed the demon, it used such a tactic to disgust me!"

Collins chuckled. "But in the end, you still killed her, didn't you?"

"That's right. Speaking of this guy, he should be fine. No one can lie under my hypnosis, not even demons," the vampire said confidently.

She held out her glass to Collins. "Could you get me another protein drink?"

"Of course," Collins replied, adding some blood to her glass.

Seeing the vampire's good mood, Collins continued, "We've received over two hundred emails. Many media outlets want to interview you, Miss. Everyone wants to know what you're up to."

"What am I up to? Naturally, hunting vampires, demons, and other dark forces. But I'm not a dog," the vampire remarked.

Collins couldn't help but sigh. "No one said you were a dog, Miss."

Then he added, "I also received some offers for appearances, online shows. Clearly, they believe you can satisfy their curiosity about the supernatural."

"I need to rest," the vampire yawned. "I've already done many interviews, Collins. Do celebrities get this tired?"

"Hollywood stars are much busier than you," Collins replied.

"They're truly superhuman. I'm feeling dizzy already."

As she spoke, the vampire placed her glass on Collins' tray.

"Maybe, Miss, you need a manager," Collins suggested.

"What's a manager?" the vampire asked.

"It's someone who manages your public image and deals with the media," Collins explained.

After some thought, the vampire said, "I think you're suitable for that role, Collins."

Collins, originally Count Dracula's henchman, accepted the new responsibility.

The Vampire defeated Dracula and consumed his heart, after which Collins declared his loyalty to her.

She believed that with Collins' abilities and loyalty as her butler, he could fully serve in this capacity.

However, when the Vampire mentioned making him her manager, Collins shook his head and said, "I'm not a professional."

He wanted to say more, but the phone in the room suddenly rang.

Collins answered the phone and spoke for a few moments before hanging up.

The Vampire, puzzled, asked him, "What's wrong, Collins? You look pale."

After hesitating, Collins said, "A man named Ben Urich called. He said he had an accident earlier, so he couldn't come for the interview on time, and he apologized."

"What?!" The Vampire was dumbfounded at Collins' words.

"What does this mean?" she asked. "Are you saying that the person who interviewed me earlier wasn't Urich himself?!"

The Vampire couldn't believe it. "He was an impostor?"

Collins' expression turned serious. "That seems to be the only explanation."

"But I hypnotized him, and no one can deceive me," the Vampire exclaimed, feeling absurd. "Or could he have deceived my hypnosis?!"

Collins pondered for a moment. "Clearly, he's no ordinary person, Miss. Did you notice anything unusual about him?"

The Vampire immediately recalled the distinctly abnormal look in his eyes. Moreover, she sensed a familiar scent emanating from his body. A warm feeling swept over her.

She had just boasted to Collins that not even demons could deceive her.

Now, she was proven wrong.

Who was this cunning individual, even more elusive than a demon?

Fuming with rage, the Vampire couldn't wait to find him and teach him a lesson.

Meanwhile, on the rooftop, Gwen, startled by a sudden movement, landed with a slight startle.

"Looks like the weather has been terrible lately!" she grumbled, watching raindrops fall from above.

"How do you say 'rain' in Chinese?"

Lost in thought, Gwen took out a pocket-sized dictionary.

After enjoying a Chinese meal with Peter that morning, Gwen had developed a liking for its taste, completely different from hamburgers and cheese. To understand Peter and the waiter's conversations in Chinese, she borrowed a Chinese book from the library and started learning.

"雨 (yǔ)!" After finding the Chinese word for "rain" in the dictionary, Gwen pronounced it in Chinese.

"Plop!" Raindrops fell onto the pages, forcing Gwen to reluctantly put the book away.

"I hope I don't encounter any vampires today. The weather is already bad enough," she muttered.

After her complaint, Gwen stood on the rooftop and noticed something amiss.

The doors of the shops in the alley below were open, but there was an eerie silence.

"Bang!" Gwen's body leaped from the height to the ground, landing with her hands on the ground, and then slowly rising.

"Hey, everyone!" she greeted cheerfully.

"Damn it! It's Spider Woman!"

Seeing Gwen's appearance, the startled robbers first exclaimed in surprise, then raised their guns.

Gwen quickly jumped towards the two nearest gunmen, forcefully hitting their heads together.

A dull thud sounded, and the two unlucky gunmen were knocked unconscious to the ground.

Seeing Gwen's swift action, another robber immediately raised his gun and shot at her.

"Don't even think about using guns!"

With a swift movement, Gwen shot out a web from her wrist, knocking the robber's gun out of his hand.

A danger alert sounded from behind her. Instinctively, Gwen turned around and shot a web at the attacker behind her.

The assailant, attempting to sneak up on her, was pinned against the wall by Gwen's web.

"What did I just say!"

After dealing with the armed robber, Gwen felt compelled to make a comment.

Facing the approaching group of robbers, the sounds of fists and kicks echoed as Gwen swiftly took down several of them.

Clapping her hands, Gwen looked at the groaning robbers on the ground before turning to the store employees.

Amidst the shocked stares of the surrounding employees, Gwen coughed awkwardly and explained, "Hi, everyone. Sorry about that. You know, robbery is never a good thing."

Before she could finish her sentence, the rescued store employees immediately applauded her.

Gwen: "..."

Leaving the store, standing on the street, Gwen muttered to herself softly, "Well, I think that was pretty cool."

Feeling good, she suddenly felt that the rainy weather wasn't so bad after all.

As she prepared to leave, she heard a voice behind her.

"Spider Woman."

Startled by the voice, Gwen turned around to see an unexpected presence.