Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 With Mr. Pisco’s “omniscience”, Jenkins originally thought that after he arrived at the place, there would be hobos, newspaper sellers, wild cats passing by and other creatures, who would deliver the keys and gold pounds.

　　 "Is there no tracking number? Oh, yes, we also provide short-term safes. Are you here to fetch things from the safe? Please give me the key number."

　　 said, the woman at the reception opened her palm to Jenkins.

　　 "......"

　　 Jenkins still doesn't have the key.

　　 The woman shook her head, sat down again and continued knitting with her legs folded, without looking at Jenkins:

　　 "The lost and found is on the right hand side of the door. Just take whatever you like."

　　 Lost and found does not require any formalities, but Jenkins thinks it is too risky to hide the key and the golden pound here. He didn't report much hope, and planned to let the chocolate sneak in again after he left for a while to find it, but he didn't expect to find a letter addressed to him in the lost and found box.

　　 It is very clear on the envelope: [Accepted by Mr. Jenkins Williams]

　　 In addition, there is no sender, address, or stamps, plus the envelopes are crumpled and the paper is not very good, so they are thrown here like rubbish.

　　 opened the envelope, there was nothing inside, and finally found a sentence on the inside of the envelope:

"Things are in the Travellers Bank, and the safe number is under the stamp in the last letter; the verification code is my birthday-if you don't know, please look for it on my tombstone; the key is the key to your house, the lock when you move. I helped find the craftsman."

"Ok......"

　　 Jenkins hasn't spoken for a long time.

　　 "The last letter was obviously not delivered through the post office, but it was still stamped. It turned out to be because of this... But is it necessary to make it so troublesome?"

　　 In fact, he is more suspicious of whether Mr. Pisco is really dead. Now even if the gentleman suddenly sprang out of the opposite house, Jenkins would never be surprised.

　　 But this kind of confidentiality is indeed very powerful. After entrusting the "Huntress" to investigate new neighbors in the black market, Jenkins came to the Travellers Bank with the keys and envelopes.

　　Because he wants to use his own key, this time he walked into the bank as a normal person. Think about it, this is also the first time Jenkins has entered here because of a legal business, so he feels better inexplicably.

　　 He had been worried all day that he would run into Hathaway on the way, but until now he hadn't noticed the dazzling red long hair. When the receptionist walked towards him, he was immediately taken aback by the red hair, but soon realized that he was too worried.

　　 "Sir, are you okay?"

　　 The female receptionist looked very worried. Jenkins just acted like a patient with a heart disease.

　　Because it is a completely legal business, and Jenkins has the safe number, verification code and key in his hand, so there is no accident in the process of taking out the brown leather suitcase.

　　Only during this period, the receptionist has been promoting the bank's deposit business. According to her, in order to relieve ordinary people and help small business owners and businessmen, Travellers Bank is preparing to officially launch the business of paying high interest on deposits in the second half of this month.

　　 The so-called "high amount" here is actually only a little higher than the interest rate that was almost absent before. The woman assured Jenkins that this was an "investment" that would never lose money, but Jenkins didn't want to pay attention to her at all.

　　 Only when I got home, I opened the suitcase. There were no more letters in it. There was only an apartment key and a wad of gold. I counted it carefully for about 2,000 pounds. There are zeros and wholes. It is very convenient to spend.

　　 Jenkins does not know if he will receive a letter from Mr. Pisco in the future, but he sincerely hopes that the gentleman will not die. Although the playwright’s "omniscience" is a bit annoying, Jenkins has always responded with great kindness to friends who really helped him.

　　 By the time all the necessary materials have been gathered on the black market, it is already close to the evening. Mr. Pisco’s money was spent on less than one pound, and when he got out of the carriage and looked up at the apartment, he heard the coachman’s asking price and knew that the remaining money was just enough. fare.

　　 "Really, won't you leave me the fare to go home?"

　　 He complained half jokingly.

　　After thinking for a long time, he still put on a black robe before knocking on the door of the apartment with the cat. It was the landlady who opened the door. After listening to Jenkins' introduction suspiciously, she looked down at the key he was holding:

　　 "Since you are Pisco's friend and you collect the relics for him, why didn't I see you at the funeral?"

　　 "I was not in my home country some time ago, I am a businessman."

　　 He **** Mr. Candle’s "foreign accent" and said, "I only received a letter from him before his death last month. The key is in the envelope."

　　 The landlady looked at it for a while before letting the stranger in, but only gave him this chance, this time she had to pack her things and not come again.

　　 The apartment where Mr. Pisco lives is empty, and now all his things are in the basement. The basement of the apartment is damp and cold, and the landlord’s wife seems to have no plans to renovate it and rent it to others.

　　 There is no gas pipe in the basement, so Jenkins can only use candles for lighting. The landlord didn't follow him, but said to make Jenkins faster, and to be optimistic about his cat not to run around randomly.

　　 The area is covered with mud, big and small cardboard boxes are stacked like a hill. There are some spider webs in the corner, and under the spider web is an old-fashioned textile machine with serious rust.

　　 After confirming that the landlord has gone far, Jenkins touched the chocolate on his shoulder, then used [True Eye] to look around, and saw a faint light on the innermost side of the basement.

　　 This wall was covered by debris. Jenkins took some effort to remove the debris, but only saw a dirty wall.

　　 Touched the wall with his hand, as if pierced a transparent water film. The spirit in the body automatically flowed out, and then a door appeared on the wall.

　　 "It's easy."

　　 Jenkins sighed, then put the chocolate on the cardboard box aside, and called out a phantom to stand in place.

　　 "Wait for me for two hours here. I will go down and take a look. If there is any danger, I will come back immediately. If you feel that I have been there for too long, just go to the church?

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Chocolate nodded obediently, and raised his head to look at Jenkins. Jenkins was very happy that his cat was so well-behaved, so he carried the suitcase with the materials, and opened the door with the candle.

Chapter 843 Chapter 826 Ancient Murals

　　 After the basement door was opened, I saw the stone steps winding downward, which was quite similar to the one below the Snow Mountain Villa.

　　 Jenkins looked back at Chocolate, then stepped behind the door. In the next second, he stepped on the ground, and then realized that the stone steps and passages that he saw behind the door were nothing but illusions. In fact, there was nothing behind the door.

　　 He didn't expect to encounter such a thing at all, and he fell down before he even screamed. Fortunately, there is a layer of soft cushion underneath when landing, otherwise Jenkins is likely to be fainted on the spot.

　　 "Damn it! How can I go up in a while? Can I only move with real phantoms?"

　　 The ordinary candle in his hand has been extinguished, so he held up the miner’s lamp and looked around.

　　 is dark and lacquered, and even the silver-blue light is not illuminating, while the left and right are extremely spacious spaces, which are like a big football field underground.

　　 And Jenkins is not a cushion at all, but a big bed covered with mattresses, quilts and quilts.

　　 In other words, when he fell from above, he fell on the only bed in the huge underground space.

　　 "Why is there a bed here?"

　　 Maybe only Mr. Pisco can explain this, but he cannot be here now.

　　 After jumping off the bed, Jenkins put on the monocle, looked for the aura again with the real eye, and then set off to the left.

　　 Judging from the time of the fall, the current location is not too deep underground. But when heading in the chosen direction, you can clearly feel that you are going downhill.

　　 This kind of exploration is very boring, there is nothing around, only the regular sound of the collision between the bottom of the boot and the ground. Jenkins was very boring, even controlling his steps, ringing the tune of "Praise" all the way, which I learned from Fini. But after the freshness passed, even Jenkins thought it was stupid to do so.

　　 About half an hour later, the huge space began to shrink, and the left and right walls could already be seen. After walking for another ten minutes, traces of mining appeared scattered around the wall, and Jenkins even found broken mining drafts.

　　 "The miners found something amazing, and then Mr. Pisco blocked the underground and dug a passage from under his apartment?"

　　 He guessed this way, and then continued along the artificial trail. And the further forward, the more obvious the traces of mining, and even the wreckage of the minecart track appeared not far away.

　　 The road gradually shrunk into a real mine tunnel, but it was completely sealed off by the boulder within a few steps.

　　 "Sure enough, it was blocked. It seems that something incredible was accidentally dug up."

　　 He didn't care about the huge boulder, but stepped back a few steps and pressed his palm against the inconspicuous hexagram symbol on the wall. A faint light flickered, and the stone steps that really passed underground appeared.

　　 This reminds Jenkins of the seal he encountered in Snow Mountain Villa, but unlike Snow Mountain Villa, there are not very clear murals on both sides of the spiral down passage.

　　 Because of the double persecution of time and oxygen, these murals can hardly be distinguished from the original appearance. While walking down, Jenkins looked up while holding a miner's lamp, and barely understood the whole process of the painting here and the underground thing being sealed.

　　 These pictures are repeated in cycles, all telling the same story. In order to remember this incident, the ancients used a very precious paint, otherwise these murals could not be kept for such a long time.

　　According to Jenkins' understanding, the story roughly means that a group of people dug a magical machine underground. After using their own means to transform the machine, the machine can produce a variety of objects. The ancient people who abused the machine later discovered that the things produced by the machine were extremely harmful, but they could not destroy the production and the machine, and could only seal up these things.

　　 This sounds like the ancients dug up a "trick-making machine", but fortunately, what Jenkins needs to deal with during this trip is the machine-made items, not the weird machine that produces the items.

　　 It took another hour to get to the lower end of the passage, and the further down, the more subtle sounds Jenkins could hear. The voice has been calling Jenkins's name, calling in the format of first name, middle name, and last name.

　　 But it never yelled the middle name once. The word "redampute" was not difficult to pronounce, but it did not yell the middle name in a whisper.

　　Worried about whether the cat above would be anxious, he finally saw the stone steps stop spreading downwards in front. At the end of the stone steps is a narrow square space and an altar. The altar is filled with purple light visible to the naked eye. Runes and symbols with symbolic meaning that Jenkins can’t understand flash on the surface of the altar, and they look like Audrey together. The star map that Miss mentioned, but this scene is much simpler than Jenkins imagined.

　　 "Miss Audrey seems to have mentioned this ancient form of sealing...with the help of the power of the stars..."

　　 When he first met with the Protoss, he had obtained a huge amount of knowledge about the starry sky through the blessings of the Protoss. It contains part of the history of humans borrowing the power of the starry sky, so after thinking about it for a while, it was determined that this sealed altar was made by humans in the 14th century.

　　 The 14th epoch is a very critical point in time, because mainstream archaeologists and historians believe that before the 14th epoch, mankind has developed a steam industry no less than today.

　　 The few remaining historical materials and the relics discovered year after year show that at that time humans had begun to use the power of steam to transform the world. Even the current steam airships are modified from ancient artifacts found in the ruins.

　　 The ruins here refer to large city-state ruins, not the sealed ruins that Jenkins often visits, otherwise the world would be over.

　　 The cataclysm at the end of the 14th century changed many things, the most important of which was the regression of the industrial level. After that, human beings still control the power of steam, but because of the perennial war and various reasons, it has never really developed. It wasn't until this epoch, the day when the mainland was basically peaceful, that the steam revolution began again after the great righteous **** [Wonderful Craftsman] descended on the oracle.

　　 Jenkins recalled the history while getting busy nervously. The method of strengthening the seal mentioned by Mr. Pisco in the letter is not difficult, but very cumbersome.

　　 Today is Monday, and he has to go to church to learn fighting, so the progress must be accelerated.

Chapter 844 Chapter 827 Computing Core

　　 The whispering in the ear continued, and besides calling Jenkins's name, there were occasional weird wailing and moaning/groans. Jenkins didn't hear it, but suddenly, a strange noise appeared in the small space.

　　 It's like something short-circuited, but the world hasn't pointed out an electrical technology tree yet. The altar in front of it began to flicker and glow with this strange sound, and at the same time the beeping sound began to ring.

　　 Jenkins immediately took a step back and prepared to leave, and the light gradually converged to the center of the altar, and then a white beam of light spurted from the altar, the glow flickered in the narrow space, and a small image appeared in the light beam.

"Holographic projection?"

　　 "Sorry, what did you say just now? I may not be very comfortable with the current language system, and I don't understand the phrase you said."

　　 What appeared in the beam of light was a dull human male face, at least Jenkins thought. Judging from his appearance, he was just over thirty, his face was thin, his hairline was a little high, his apathetic eyes looked at Jenkins, and his mouth did not open at all when he spoke.

　　 "I didn't say anything."

　　 Jenkins shook his head and saw that it only appeared in an image, but did not seem to have the means to interfere with the outside world, so he picked up the silver ritual dagger and continued to work.

　　 "Help me escape the seal, I will give you everything you want."

　　 said the face, and then saw that Jenkins remained unmoved, and continued to recite a verbal portrayal mantra, like a steam robot without emotion.

　　 "Power, don't you want it? With mechanical power, I can transform your body and make you more powerful."

　　 The face inside the beam of light continued, but the trick of bewitching was very poor. It was the worst person Jenkins encountered trying to bewitch him.

　　 "What about lifespan? Don't you need a long lifespan? I can help you get rid of the shackles of the human body..."

　　 "You control the power of machinery?"

　　 Jenkins asked suddenly.

　　 "Yes, what do you want?"

　　 "Are you calling my name all the time?"

"of course."

　　 "Then why keep calling wrong on purpose?"

"Intentionally? No, no, the name you have was given by a stronger being. I can't shout it out, otherwise he will find it. That being hates my life form. When he sees it, I will Dead."

　　 Jenkins's hand that was carving a ritual pattern suddenly stopped. His middle name was prescribed by Robert's father and the grandfather of the three brothers. Jenkins had doubts about this. After all, the word "redampute" is really sensitive.

　　 He commissioned the church to investigate many times, and even talked about it with Bishop Parrod, but the church has never responded to it, and both the old man and the bishop said that there is probably no problem.

　　 "My middle name...is there a problem?"

　　 "Of course there is a problem, sir, do you think the word Redampote is normal?"

　　 Jenkins stopped talking. He knew that if he pursued the truth, the talking thing would threaten to let it go. But he still quite understands which is the lighter and heavier of the two. No matter what, he can't break the seal today.

　　 "Aren't you curious?"

　　 Seeing that Jenkins continued to work in silence, the human face began to talk again. This is really annoying. Jenkins hates having a voice in his ears when he is working hard.

"do you know?"

　　 Jenkins asked abruptly.

"what?"

　　 "Less than a month ago, I also met a sealed guy in almost the same environment. There may be a problem with that thing's head..."

He couldn't help but snorted, and put his hand on the rune he had just drawn, resonating with his own spirit, "Finally, he said a lot of fate, tool man, etc., and then blew himself up. I have I don’t know what that means."

　　 "Oh, can you tell me more about it?"