Chapter 1

Jiao Zuo.

A fine young man of the 21st century, he made some money by trading **special currency.

At this moment, he felt a bit lost.

Three days ago, he came to the Daying Empire for a trip, but after staying in London for just one night, he found himself seemingly transported to another time.

He didn't know the exact reason.

But the horse-drawn carriages running around and the British people in suits with tall hats confused Jiao Zuo.

The air was filled with the scent of excrement, and the sky was shrouded in a gray haze.

When he asked passersby, he understood from their London accents.

It was 1888.

He went to sleep and woke up to find himself transported to 19th-century Britain. How could this be?

It was like putting tomatoes in the fridge yesterday and taking out potatoes today.

It was utterly bizarre!

Fortunately, Jiao Zuo was neatly dressed. Although his clothes were strange compared to those of the people of this era, it was clear at a glance that he wasn't poor.

In any era, being poor in a foreign land was a sin.

Jiao Zuo returned to his hotel. He was staying at the Thomson Hotel, which hadn't changed its name but had regressed by a couple of hundred years.

He checked all his possessions.

Two 21st-century bank cards, 5000 pounds in 21st-century British currency, a cheap watch bought online, an iPhone 10, a suitcase of clothes, and a passport.

Jiao Zuo realized he couldn't just sit and wait to die. He had no background or nationality in this era, making things very difficult!

His spoken English was excellent, but in 19th-century Britain, people of Asian descent were not highly regarded.

He hastily fabricated a Chinese identity and learned from the hotel manager that the American continent was gradually becoming a haven for Europeans to make their fortune.

Although the British Empire was somewhat in decline, its glory still lingered, and it remained a world power.

For Jiao Zuo, this news meant he could advance the development of future technology, entertainment, and culture!

Moreover, he could start extracting oil and other minerals that had yet to be discovered in the world.

"This is the best of times!"

"Regardless of my nationality, as long as I have money, I will be the coolest guy in this era!"

"Ha ha ha!"

Jiao Zuo felt more confident.

Looking at the items he had—his watch, phone, and some clothes—if he pawned them and obtained some capital, he could start his business!

So, as the sunset cast its last light and the evening approached, Jiao Zuo headed to the nearest pawnshop.

However, the pawnshops of this era gave Jiao Zuo another lesson on the ugly faces of capitalists.

He visited seven or eight pawnshops, offering his iPhone, a modern watch, beautifully crafted British banknotes, and a portable suitcase.

Not a single pawnshop offered more than 100 pounds.

In the 19th century, the purchasing power of the pound was high, but 100 pounds was equivalent to about 8000 yuan in modern society. Trying to start a business or develop oil extraction with that amount of money was like a dream.

As night fell and the city grew quiet.

Jiao Zuo returned with his suitcase, feeling dejected.

However, London of this era dealt him another blow.

He was robbed.

Yes.

On the street, he was robbed by two street thugs.

He couldn't fight them off and even got a few punches to the face.

Everything he had was taken, even his coat was stripped off.

"Damn! F**k you!"

"I made a fortune and was about to reach the peak of my life! What's wrong with traveling? Is traveling a crime? Why did it transport me here! To 19th-century Britain!"

Jiao Zuo should have been grateful because the two thugs only robbed him and didn't hurt him badly. Otherwise, he would have been dead by now.

Just as Jiao Zuo was complaining, he heard a magnetic voice from behind.

"Hey, look what I found."

"It's a fresh little yellow-skinned thing. How pitiful, you've been robbed."

Jiao Zuo turned around sharply.

The person was a tall, handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, dressed in fine clothing.

He stood in the moonlight, striking an indescribable pose, sliding down from the top of a building on a London street.

Jiao Zuo, who was 1.85 meters tall, was not short, but the man was ten centimeters taller.

Moreover, the blond man was strong and exuded a cold aura.

Jiao Zuo felt uneasy.

It was like a buttered bread being danced on by flies, even worse.

"Who are you?"

"Wait, why do you look familiar?"

Jiao Zuo immediately asked.

"Whoa! You recognize me? I've decided!"

"Today, I will enjoy you!"

"Yellow skin, like wheat."

"Hmm..."

"Whole wheat bread!"

Not knowing what yellow-skinned bread tasted like, but for a balanced diet, changing the menu was necessary.

Before Jiao Zuo could react, the blond man opened his blood-red mouth and rushed over.

No matter how Jiao Zuo struggled, he was like a powerless lamb, trembling in the man's arms.

In the end, only one name appeared in Jiao Zuo's mind.

Dio

This is Dio!

It turned out this wasn't a normal time travel...

When he came to his senses again, Jiao Zuo found himself lying on the street, with no one around.

No Dio, no vampires.

It was like a dream.

But the strength in his body and his thirst for blood told him it wasn't a dream.

He had become a vampire.

[Collected Special Item]

[System Activated]

[Welcome to the System, Mr. Jiao]

[Time Rift Cooldown: 3 years]

[Special items can reduce cooldown time. Currently, you have collected a partial Night Clan blood sample, reducing the cooldown from 4 years to 3 years]

This information appeared in Jiao Zuo's mind out of nowhere.

It was like receiving a text message on a phone.

Jiao Zuo suddenly received this information in his mind.

Jiao Zuo didn't know whether to be happy or angry, "Is this the benefit of being a time traveler?"

"Why didn't you show up earlier?!"

[System was not activated previously]

"Not activated? You're kidding me?"

[To put it metaphorically, after loading the time rift, it's like installing a new system. Without power, how can it start?]

"What kind of strange metaphor are you giving me! Cut the crap, tell me how to get back to my original world! I have money from trading **special currency waiting for me to enjoy!"

[To put it metaphorically, you've already fallen like a waterfall. Once the time rift opens, it can only flow in one direction, and you can't go back.]

"Damn!"

Jiao Zuo sat on the ground, dazed.

Does this mean he had to live here... No, wasn't there a 3-year cooldown?

"System! What does the time rift mean? Why is there a 3-year cooldown?"

[To put it metaphorically, it's like opening a random door and throwing you into a different world. Once the cooldown is over, you can repeat the process.]

Jiao Zuo's face darkened, "Stop with the metaphors. They're annoying. I want to know if I'm in the world I imagined."

[Yes, it's this wonderful world.]

[You just obtained a partial Night Clan blood sample, which has altered your body composition. The system has helped you maintain your human nature, no need to thank me.]

[Friendly reminder: Sunrise is in five minutes, and Night Clan members turn to ash in sunlight.]

Jiao Zuo felt a chill down his back, remembering he had become a vampire.

Exposure to sunlight would be fatal.

Without hesitation, Jiao Zuo darted into the shadows of London.

His speed had already surpassed human limits.

In short, Jiao Zuo was no longer human.