A.B.A.I: Mystery of Ghost Village
Ch. 137

Although he did not hear very clearly, he could only hear a few sentences intermittently and vaguely, but this also shocked Isolde.

Eyes open, closed again, open again.

Esther looked at Isolde's actions carefully and then cleared her throat, "Ehem, sorry to interrupt for a moment."

"Oh? please come in and sit down. I'm sorry I've also been troubling you nights"

"Hiss, it's not-it's okay. How do you look like you ten years later? Ah ... That's too much of a difference. It's not just the hairstyle, um, the temperament of the whole person, but also the shape of the body. You seem to exercise often ... "

"That's right. I spent all my time at work before. In the past few years, my entire person has become much older. So after the company closed in the previous period, I took a dip in the gym and trained my body."

Esther nodded with an exclamation mark, "Indeed, life is in practice. If you fail, there is no point in making more money! By the way, in addition to going to the gym, do you usually have a sport that you like?"

"There's nothing else for now," Isolde shook her head and said: "In high school and college, I sometimes go to the playground to run a few laps. After work, I really rarely exercise."

"Well, if you have time, you can try hiking. It's good to be back in nature!"

The two chatted from two to about 2 hours.

Isolde loved their talk, the atmosphere was the best and the process was the most natural.

But two people are definitely not from the same world. Hobbies and interests, in essence, do not overlap much.

But now, it was impossible for Isolde to interact with anyone until she understood her physical condition.

Isolde couldn't even eat rice or drink, and I didn't know when I could sleep when I slept.

How do I interact with people?

He naturally said that the conversation was good, so he went back to learn more about it.

For a moment Isolde was silent.

Esther only noticed her small movements until accidentally her finger was injured by a nearby fruit knife.

How long can it last after drinking blood?

Isolde endured her hunger. He wanted to see how this hunger affected him, and what changes would happen over time.

Esther smiled, apparently Isolde thinks she is not a vampire.

In general, people feel hungry, which begins in the stomach, from the contractions of the stomach after emptying.

But the hunger Isolde felt now did not come from the stomach, from the stomach, but from the depths of consciousness, from every organ and every cell of the body.

"No ...."

He felt that the strength of the body did not seem to drop too much, unlike an ordinary person, whose limbs became weak when hungry.

"Ugh, I want blood .. can't...."

But with this hunger disorder, it was difficult for him to concentrate on what to do.

"Our wounds, quick to treat."

"I understand." Esther went out of Isolde's room.

Steady, Isolde also wanted to go out a few times, breathe, or run, but she had thought about it before that she should never have come out in this state, to avoid doing impulsive things when he can't control it. 

"What are you doing?" Akbar was surprised to see Isolde so weakened.

"Notting...."

Take note, Isolde still did not go to sleep immediately, but sat on the bed, battling drowsiness.

He wanted to see how long he could endure this drowsiness after drinking blood?

But he still seems thirsty. Isolde glanced at Akbar's neck with a slight wiggle.