Power of Money

Chapter 1325

Jason looked at Sylvia in a daze and asked with difficulty, "You mean, this city is actually..."

Sylvia nodded. "I was just guessing. The total number of ancestors in all of the 40,000 residents of Wei City was no more than a hundred. Excluding the average number, and according to the combined proportion, there were more than 70 people among the orpa here, who had a intertwining relationship with each other. According to the mutated rate of one percent of the cab special blood type, among the 40,000 people in the city, out of 12,000 people who may be pure bloodlines, and twentyeight thousand people, they all had CNTs in blood. When they combined together, the new babies, even if it's one percent, will be tens of people who are newly born bearing special blood type in the city every year."

"Therefore, the entire Wei City is a man-made special blood-type spare warehouse. Every year, they pick out new-born special blood-typeists, who can be trained to guard the mausoleum, or provide them to those old monsters that should have died in the outside world to change their blood to sustain their lives."

"Of course, not all new, special blood type babies will be accurately discovered, but those that are missing will gradually start to show signs as they grow older. Once these people are discovered, the citizens who are still in the golden growth will still be sent to the outside world to exchange their blood for those old monsters. Those who are more than in the golden age may be left for those who are not very important to use."

"That's my speculation. Although it hasn't been fully confirmed, I think it's necessary to enter the city to tell you that the City of Wei is very dangerous. The people outside won't sit idle and watch the city fall into chaos. And if we destroy it, they will have a new blood reserve for generations to come."

Jason looked at Sylvia and didn't speak for a long time. He suddenly felt that his brain was a little short-circuited. His mathematics was not good enough. He couldn't compare with such a talented woman who was called the most talented person in the past thousands of years in the Gu family. But there was a sentence that he remembered clearly.

Every year, there were dozens of new religious special blood-type cultivators who emerged in Wei City!

What did this mean?

A pure-blooded person like Jason was enough to turn the outside world upside down. Then, there were dozens of people walking out of the city in a year. What about ten years? Twenty years? How many would there be?

Were all of them killed after exchanging blood with those old monsters? There weren't any who were alive, hiding in a certain place, waiting for an opportunity to move. Were they all full of greed towards this world?

"According to the records of our clan, back then, our clan had a total of twenty-three clansmen, carrying three hundred and fifty-seven slaves to migrate here. However, because of the great plague, one hundred and thirteen of our clansmen died, more than half of our slaves died, leaving behind more than a hundred survivors. Later on, with the Great Shaman leading the way for the clan, only then was the Wei Clan able to take root here and work hard for a thousand years..." Wei Zipei said in a low voice.

"Over a hundred people? Are they really over a hundred people?"

Jason was a little anxious. "This Sylvia is the Great Necromancer of the Wei Clan, isn't she? She can even calculate the number of people who have lived there for more than a thousand years?"

Sylvia rolled her eyes at him and said, "According to the number of people in Wei City, I can get around 100 people based on my gic probability and a suitable number from Fei Ma's table-to-be."

Jason didn't know what to say and gave Sylvia a thumbs-up.

Wei Zipei murmured, "It seems that the people who disappeared from the city every year were all

pure-blooded people who weren'tet

found when they were born. Later, they were found by their families and sent out of the city to the secular world for those people to

gather their blood."

In their eyes, Weicheng was a city of paradise, but it turned out to be a personal supply source of fresh blood. Wei Zipei felt her mind go blank, which was completely beyond her imagination.

She suddenly felt a little disgusting.

Thinking of the happy expression of the people in the city, the promise of the family head and the elders group to them, and the annual Ancestor Worship Ceremony...Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Wei Zipei suddenly bent down and covered her chest with her hands. She opened her mouth and had a burst of retching.

Sylvia hurried forward to hold her, and then winked at Jason.

"That's just our speculation. It's not necessarily true," Sylvia explained.

Wei Zipei shook her head with

difficulty. In fact, when she found that black short wooden cabin in the Master's Mansion and connected it with what had happened during this period of time, she almost knew what was going on.

However, no matter how she

thought about the results, she had

never imagined that tens of

thousands of city residents who stood aloof from worldly affairs turned out to be guinea pigs of these superior people. They were just a moving blood bank, a sheep that were raised by human beings. Usually, they were only allowed to stay in the sheep circle to eat and drink. When the time came, they

would be caught and eaten.

"I believe the people outside are coming soon. We have to think of a way to leave this place as soon as possible. If outsiders do not surround the city,

it will be very difficult even for us to leave," said Jason.

With Jason's knowledge of the people from the outside world who often came to guard the city, he knew that if they wanted to siege the city, the forces they needed to use were not something he could resist at all.