Medical experiments were just Zmich's side job, so the location where Zach went to meet Roy was Zmich's main job, which was a high-rise building in the southern suburbs of the city. Vertex 23S. Fastest Update Zach visited here the day before yesterday, a funeral home that occupies land.
Let’s take a guess at what Zmich’s real career is.
When the three Zachs were taken to the top level by the reception, they were constantly looked at with unfriendly eyes by people wearing military uniforms.
"Don't worry, they are just instinctively alert. People in the military are always more sensitive to unfamiliar faces." The woman at the reception explained, "Even if they all know that there may be spies who can infiltrate this building."
Zach doesn't care. Nick didn't care either. The only person who cared was Dale, who had agreed not to become James. "These military people, do you know they are sucking..." He softened his words, but said it, "Buying weapons from vampires?"
Did you guess it? Zmich's real career. arms.
"Of course they know." The receptionist said with a smile, "It's because they know that we have such a solid cooperative relationship and we feel relieved~"
"Don't worry? Why don't you worry? Vampires don't need to design and manufacture weapons that are used to kill humans, but sell them to the military who have legitimate reasons to kill humans??"
The receptionist was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Haha, this is the second time I've heard such 'remarks' today~ This way, please."
Zach raised an eyebrow, "The second time?"
"Sorry, I'm too talkative. Please go this way and wait a moment. Mr. Zimich is waiting for guests." The receptionist gestured as he passed a closed conference room. He kept walking and continued to lead the way. The three of them went to Zmich's office.
Zach followed for two steps, then turned around smartly and stuck himself at the door of the closed conference room, which was unlocked. The door opened, "Hi, James~" Zach closed the door and jumped two steps to follow the receptionist who looked helpless, "Sorry, I can't restrain myself."
The receptionist didn't comment and just led the way.
It was Dale, "James is in there?"
"Hmm." Zach shrugged, with a hint of teasing on his face. It should be easy for everyone to guess whose mouth the receptionist first heard a certain 'remark' came from.
Dale realized it and looked irritated, "I said I won't turn into him. This should be something that any healthy human being can think of! Vampires sell weapons to humans to kill humans? This is like... like a bad guy What a joke!”
The receptionist looked back at Dale and said, "I don't think this is a joke. And I consider myself to be mentally and physically sound."
Zach and Nick looked at each other, ready to watch the show. Anyway, it looked like there was still some distance to reach Zmich's office.
"Are you serious? Don't you think this is ironic? Vampires, vampires! Vampires that suck human blood and sell weapons to humans!"
"Oh, I understand." The receptionist had seen through Dale's face, "You regard yourself as vampire food. That's why you feel so."
"Me, me what?!"
"Don't you understand? Only a pig would find it ridiculous for a farmer to butcher another pig."
Surprisingly, it takes a lot of thinking to understand.
"I like this lady," Zach said to Nick.
Dale's mind was still spinning. So the receptionist turned around and gave Zach a smile, "I believe Mr. Toledo already has a rough impression of the atmosphere in the west?"
"Yeah, I already have," Zach responded with a smile and a nod.
"How's it going? Do you still like it here?"
"Now? In the non-hating stage for the time being." Zach answered honestly.
"That's enough." The receptionist smiled and nodded, stopped, opened the door for the guests, and made a gesture to invite them in, "We're here, if you need anything, please tell me." Then she said to Zach alone, " It was an honor to meet the real Toledo.”
"The honor is mine too." Zach's etiquette goes without saying.
It wasn't until the three of them found a place to stand or sit down that Dale, who was lying on the sofa, suddenly realized, "Did I? Treat myself as a pig? Did I? Put myself in a place inferior to you vampires?" Thinking about the problem??”
Zach would rather spend time admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window of Reutschmich's office. The only flaw is that the cemetery of a funeral home is suddenly sunk somewhere among the tall buildings in the south.
So the answer to Dale was Nick, "You do. And he spared no effort to show the inferiority of his race~" But Nick seems to be very familiar with the scenery here and everything here. He skillfully opened a certain painting on the wall. He spun around, opened the safe filled with wine bottles, and shook it towards Zach, "Do you want some~"
Zach's answer didn't matter at this point.
The important thing is that Dale glared at Nick, "The guy who treated me as food for the first time we met has no right to judge me!"
"No?" Nick was pouring wine for Zach and himself, "So what if I just treat you as food? Can't you?"
"I treat you as food??" Dale's mind was in knots.
"Haha." Nick handed the full glass to Zach, "He still doesn't understand~" This kind of behavior to say to a third person in front of others is quite bad, "Even if you let him sort out the blood Transaction Record."
"I'm a little disappointed too." This is not the first time Zach has expressed his disappointment with Dell, right? This time, "He was quite calm when he was in Grande."
"It's just that he didn't touch his bottom line~" Nick glanced at Dale with disdain, "Now is his true face~"
For some unknown reason, the word 'true face', which clearly represents absolute objectivity, is always used in a derogatory context. It has no other effect than irritating others.
Dale was the angry one at this time. Zach couldn't have watched Dale kill himself, so, "Dale, what were you thinking when Nick was using you as food?" That's the question that doesn't have to be answered. No one wants to admit to being scared. Zach continued, "Then the other night, we were in a nightclub with two people, and they were literally buying my food. What do you think they were thinking?"
Feminine man and tough man, these two guys are probably thinking about today's guest.
Dale froze for a moment.
"Vampires use human blood, and humans also use vampire blood. The things exchanged are money, anything that anyone or non-humans can have if they want it. No one is someone's one-sided food." This is one of them, Zach has another point, "Needless to say, human social structure has always been supporting vampires." Vampires in any period used to occupy the nobles of the privileged class, such as the Toledo we know. The Sabbat now. This is all true, "and Zmich is providing humans with weapons to maintain social structure." Zmich's main business. Everyone, think about it carefully, is this the truth? Only when the Federation's military is stronger can the status of the Federation be higher, and only then can the status of the Sabbat be followed, and more class rights needed by vampires be obtained around the world. "No one is a pig, no one is a pig." Not the farmer. This is not something ridiculous, this is..." Zach raised his eyebrows and thought about the wording, "Yes, justice. Do you understand."
Dell understood or not, for a while there was no result. The ones who had results were Reutzmich who came in clapping his hands, and James who was about to hand over the black water with a gloomy face.
"Lesembra would be happy to hear you speak so highly of the social atmosphere in the West."
Zach had to take a sip before he could shake the over-full glass in his hand. "He can't hear it." Zach said simply, "I haven't received my apology yet, and I won't say a word in front of him~"
The corner of Roy's mouth twitched, and he looked over Nick. The corner of his mouth twitched again. The good mood when he first came in was probably gone. "Refroe has informed me why you are here."
Look at Zach's surprised expression, "Huh? Revro? How did he know why I came?" Do you really want to fight
"Stop pretending." Roy sat in his seat and motioned for Zach and Nick to sit down, ignoring James who was already walking towards Dale, "You know you are being watched."
Zach smiled, raised his glass, took another sip, and didn't respond.
"Do you want me to terminate the medical experiment?" Roy opened the topic himself, "Yes, but I have a condition. My experiment must continue in Barton."
"Explain it." Zach made a gesture of invitation.
"Rimmer." Roy didn't seem to be ready to go around with Zach. "For four centuries, the Secret Alliance has dominated the most dedicated clan among the thirteen clans. Now even you have joined the Sabbat, I I don’t think Rimmer has any reason to refuse the Sabbat’s recruitment.”
For a moment, Zach wondered if the three descendants of Zmich in Barton were dying and exchanging blood. Roy didn't have any understanding of Barton's situation, so he said such a stupid thing. But immediately, "I remember that when dealing with Eli, Rimmer made a deal with the Sabbat." Zach kept smiling, "You..." changed his words, "What did our Sabbat agree to Rimmer's request?"
Roy frowned, but immediately responded, "The Sabbat doesn't touch Smith and helps promote 0711."
"The deal is a deal, we won't touch Smith." Zach concluded.
"Smith is not equal to Rimmer."
"Sorry, that's right." Zach gave an 'I know better than you' look, then smiled and waved his hand, "As a member who once occupied Rimmer, I thought our Sabbat would never recruit Rimmer. This kind of clan only consumes resources." This is true, Zac said this before.
"That's because the Secret Alliance didn't give Rimmer a target." Roy waved his hand, "I'm different. I will give Rimmer a target to research. I won't let them just waste alliance resources."
Although Zach was a little surprised that the topic switched from Rimmer, Zach was very satisfied with the direction of the conversation at this time, because he did not deliberately lead it, and the topic had already entered what he wanted to say deliberately in front of Nick. "Target? Are you?" Are you talking about your medical experiment? Nick told me that it was actually research on Zimich's healing ability, right?" Roy just glanced at Nick and looked away without saying anything. Zach continued, "Then you will be disappointed, if If studying Zmich is a goal you can give to Rimmer, Rimmer is already doing it now."
You can clearly feel the changes in the two vampires. Nick was surprised and looked at Zach. Roy was panicked, "What are you studying?"
"Study Craig."
Everyone must remember one thing. The reason why Roizmich wants to find Craig is that Craig is the messenger of the Zmich clan and the only person who knows the sleeping position of the Zmich clan. And this matter is a secret that only Zach, Rutler Sembula, and Reutzmich himself know!
"Why do you want to study Craig?" Nick may not have noticed Roy's concealment of panic, and asked Zach, "How did he turn humans into bombs to attack you?" This is not what Nick himself said, a certain Sabbat. Were there any matters discussed at the meeting
"Yes." Zach nodded, and added by the way, "Northland Zmich created Ban Lin, and self-destruction of souls is the method of Ban Lin's attack on vampires." To prevent Nick from saying a mysterious Zmich, "But this is just Rimmer is currently studying one of Craig's directions. On the other hand, Rimmer is also studying the healing power of Zmich's body."
Nick was a little puzzled, "What's there to study? The strongest, the study is over." He glanced at Roy, "The Holy Lord selected him four centuries ago, what else is there to say."
"Craig contained a Toledo eye in his body." Zach finished this statement at a normal speaking speed, and then waited for the reaction of his 'brothers'.
"What?!!"
"who?"
The former is Roy and the latter is Nick.
Zach answered the latter, "The ancestor of the Toledo family." Looking at Nick, "You know that Craig disappeared after buying back the body of the Toledo messenger, so you shouldn't be surprised that he also saw it Ancestor of the Toledo clan."
Roy had lowered his head, covering up all his emotions and thinking about something. No time to care, Nick continues to ask questions
"The ancestor of Toledo, your father, is dead. This news is conclusive and cannot be wrong. You, Zach, you are the only Toledo whose whereabouts are unknown."
"He is dead. He died not long after he was awakened." Zach smiled, "But before he died, he gave one of his eyes to Craig." Zach smiled. Careful eyes caressed Roy who lowered his head, "That's why, after Craig returned to the Sabbat, he suddenly changed and thought that Toledo was right and asked to awaken the Zmish clan. Participating in this will affect The events of the clan’s fate.”
"Wait a minute~" Nick shook his skinny arms, raised the glass, and emptied it. "Slow down, I didn't follow. You said that Craig asked to wake up the ancestors of the Zmich family when he came back?" He tapped the bottom of the empty wine glass. Looking at the table, "Will it affect the fate of the clan? The fate of Zmich? Is this a thing?? Hey! Roy Zmich, I'm asking you! Don't pretend to sleep!"
Roy raised his head and stared at Zach with no kindness, "I know you can say it, but don't open your mouth to lie. Craig has never made such a request at all. He just thought he could still make meritorious deeds. When I went to the central part of the country to perform a mission again..."
If Roy looked at Zach with pleading eyes, Zach might have a hypocritical attack and spare him. But this kind of threatening look without any kindness, haha.
"There is no messenger in Zmich now." Zach looked at Roy with a smile. He said it to Nick, "It was not Craig's original intention, but it can be regarded as changing the destiny of Zmich forever." Before Zmich's skin began to swell, Zach looked at Nick, "Yes, Zmich of the Sabbat has no messengers and no information about his ancestors in this century, so they can only stay close to each other. By Lesembra.”
It was like a meteor shower crashing into the ground. After the rioting sounds and light and shadow stopped, in front of Zach was Nick holding his shoulders.
Nick's eyes met Zach's for a moment. Then Nick lowered his head, taking the place where he was standing as a boundary. The shattered desk and the shrapnel and mechanical fragments that shattered everything including Roy in the burst and rebound were scattered behind him.
Nick turned around and looked at a lump of flesh squirming on the ground among the countless fragments, "Ouch. It hurts, Roy, it really, really, really hurts."
Zack, then turned to look at the two humans on the other side of the sofa.
James pressed Dale down under the sofa.
"Don't worry~ Nick is the vampire with the strongest defense among the thirteen clans~ Of course, he's awake."