The Bloodline Clan has a special craving for blood. The blood of their kind, or the blood of other creatures, can satisfy the Bloodline Clan. Therefore, consuming blood-infused food is a significant trait of Bloodline humans. Paradoxically, as humans, they mostly prefer cooked food. So there are Bloodline humans who request chefs to prepare dishes that are full of blood and yet have partially cooked meat. Even a medium-rare steak doesn’t meet their blood content requirements. Therefore, this purchasing assistant heard from the chef that the manor’s owner hoped for meals with higher blood content. The chef found this bizarre requirement perplexing, but the pay here was excessively high and the job very easy. Hence, this chef had been improving cooking techniques and recently requested the purchasing assistant to buy live turkeys. In this city, the available turkeys are mostly pre-slaughtered. Pre-slaughtered turkeys have their blood drained, making it difficult to prepare blood-seeping dishes. However, with a live turkey, it’s different. Without bleeding it, slaughtering it directly allows the turkey’s blood to remain in its veins and muscles, and by quick-cooking it to medium-rare, it should meet the owner’s requirements. These were the things Lu Heng saw in the purchasing assistant’s subconscious. Although this purchasing assistant had never met the manor’s owner, based on the information he knew, it could be confirmed that a Bloodline lived in the manor. Such peculiar dietary habits could only belong to a Bloodline. Combining this with the manor being filled with Red Spider Lilies, Lu Heng increasingly felt that Will Berg was inside. After careful consideration, Lu Heng said on the communication channel: "Will Berg is very likely in the manor. I’ll use the Illusion Pearl to turn into the purchasing assistant’s appearance and drive straight in. "Everyone, prepare to assist outside the manor, maintain constant contact, and seek support from the combat zone if necessary." The team members and Elf Clan members answered in unison. Lu Heng took the purchasing assistant’s phone, keys, and other electronic devices, then pulled him out from the driver’s seat, locking him in another car driven by a Dragon Power Special Team member. Subsequently, Lu Heng used the Illusion Pearl to transform into the purchasing assistant’s appearance, then drove the car back to the manor. With the electronic key, the manor’s gate opened automatically. Lu Heng drove into the garage, parked, then following the subconsciously invaded itinerary, took the ingredients from the trunk and delivered them to the kitchen. In the kitchen, a chef’s dissatisfied voice came: "Why so late today?" Lu Heng wore an indifferent expression, not answering the question, directly using [Subconscious Invasion]. The chef’s expression froze, and his body slowly slumped to the ground. Lu Heng stepped forward to support his body, setting him on a chair before closing his eyes to inspect his subconscious memories. The subconscious images of the chef began to change, revealing his daily work. His daily job was to prepare blood-rich foods and deliver them to the deepest hall of the manor. The hall was very spacious, but the lighting was rather dim. He would place the prepared dishes on the long table according to the owner’s wishes. Previously, it was only turkey, steaks, and other meats; recently, there were requirements for some cakes and beverages. Google seaʀᴄh novel⟡fire.net The requirement for making snacks was relatively simple because there was no special demand, no request for making blood-dripping cakes. It was now 11:30 AM, lunchtime was imminent. Today, being late on procurement had delayed any dish’s preparation. However, this was unimportant. Lu Heng again used the Illusion Pearl, transforming into the chef’s appearance, placing a raw turkey on a tray, and covering it with a lid. When lunchtime came, Lu Heng picked up the turkey tray and walked into the depths of the manor. This manor was extraordinarily quiet; every employee working here strictly remained in their work areas. Only employees whose work intersected would have the opportunity to converse. Lu Heng carried the tray, walking to the hall at the deepest part of the manor, pushed open the door, and stepped inside. As seen in the subconscious images, the lighting in the hall was dim. The sunlight spilling in from the door was the brightest beam. After slightly adjusting to the brightness, utilizing the sunlight coming from outside, the hall’s situation became clear. An empty hall held a three-meter-long table, its style classical gothic. At that moment, two persons were seated at the ends of the long table. To be precise, it was one person and an... elf. As expected, the person appearing here was indeed Will Berg. Seeing Will Berg, Lu Heng’s heartbeat quickened somewhat, partly from excitement, partly from puzzlement. However, Fiona faced away from the entrance, so Lu Heng could only see the back of her head and pointed ears. Will Berg seemed to catch the sound of Lu Heng’s quickened heartbeat, glancing up with eyes as cold as a reptile’s. Perhaps past chefs entering here felt their hackles rise, making a quickened heartbeat rather usual. Lu Heng placed the tray at the center of the long table, lifted the lid, and took out the utensils to start carving the turkey. This turkey had not undergone any cooking; it was entirely raw. Yet, this didn’t seem to draw any anger from Will Berg; instead, he naturally said, "Fiona, you should learn to accept blood food. Fresh blood can satisfy our most primal desires."