Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 While talking, the man wiped his forehead with the handkerchief in his pocket. His face was sweaty and he seemed to be running over.

　　 "I thought Mr. Oliver's shop would be open late, so I came after sunset. I didn't expect..."

　　 Seeing his embarrassed look, Jenkins hesitated, took the key from his pocket, opened the door of the antique shop, and beckoned him to come in. Mr. Simon saw that Jenkins had the key here, and after entering the door, he hung up his clothes and hat, and there was even his cat's nest on the counter, and he believed in his heart that he was an apprentice here.

　　According to the normal work flow, this kind of insurance compensation should be paid to me in person, and I should be asked to sign the receipt.

But the embarrassed Mr. Simon must finish the work before today, and in order to win his trust, Jenkins showed him the newspaper with the portrait of Jenkins in his father’s collection, so Jenkins finally accepted the compensation for the life insurance. .

　　 Of course, the name of the father who signed it naturally.

　　 Watching Simon walk out of the antique shop, Jenkins returned the counted banknotes to the counter, and the newspaper with his own image continued to be placed on the counter as a pad for ink bottles.

　　 "I didn't expect the old man to cheat the insurance..."

　　 Jenkins sighed softly in his heart, thinking it was a bit funny. Although the old man was involved in the pier explosion last Friday, he was not injured at all. The only loss was that the clothes he was wearing when he went out broke and the suitcase was blown up.

　　 The certificate issued by the hospital and the investigation report issued by the Carfax Field should be genuine, but the things written on the genuine product should not be true.

"Twelve shillings, it seems that the old man did not report a serious injury. But the money is finally in vain. Maybe I should buy an insurance for myself. I heard that the Travellers Bank is going to launch such a business. Know whether they are willing to sell me the insurance..."

　　 "If those mortals don't want to sell you insurance, I can sell it to you."

　　 With the sound of the door bell, the voice of the middle-aged man who was full of breath came into his ears.

　　 "Sorry, I just buy one for your insurance. Please go out, sir, you are not welcome at the old antique shop."

　　 Jenkins said while lowering his head to sort out the pen and paper on the counter. He raised his head after finishing sorting it out. It was B-04-4-5611, an insurer who had a relationship in the mirror world, who opened the door and came in.

　　 "Did you specially choose to come here at this time?"

　　 Jenkins asked.

　　 "Yes, the salesman who sells insurance is very interesting. I followed him for a full week to observe the insurance business in the current era."

　　 "It turned out to be like this, it seems that you have had a good time after leaving the mirror world. Please go out now, the old antique shop does not welcome you."

　　 Jenkins's wording here is harsher.

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Chapter 1076 Chapter 1058 Chapter Cooperation and Crime Coins

　　 "How can I say that I am also a guest, sir, is it really okay to drive me away like this?"

　　 The gas lamp in the antique shop illuminates the three inhuman guys. The insurer was not stunned by Jenkins, but rubbed his feet on the mat at the door and turned and closed the door.

　　 "Are you a customer of an antique shop?"

　　 Jenkins asked rhetorically.

　　 "Of course, I'm here to sell things."

　　 Compared with the last time I met, the shabby clothes of the insurer of Troll Fun has changed a lot. He is now wearing a black coat, and the boots on his feet are black and shiny.

　　 The insurer has a red face. It seems that since the mirror world returned to the material world, he should have encountered a lot of things that go well.

　　 "What are you going to sell?"

　　 "This, in the early 13th century, a stone sculpture carved by a craftsman in a small village in the middle of the Western Continent, I spent a lot of money to buy it."

　　 "Western Continent?"

　　 Jenkins murmured, he also knew that in the ancient era, the material world could be called a continent, not just this one.

　　The statue placed on the counter by the insurer has a unique shape. Although it is well preserved, it seems to know that it is not a product of this era. History and time have given it a different breath, which can be more sensitively perceived by the givers.

　　 If it is not always held by the insurer, but the real experience of five epochs to the end of the current 18th epoch without breaking, then this statue will definitely become a numbered item.

　　 "You want to sell it? How much?"

　　 Jenkins asked casually.

　　 "1 penny."

　　 The insurer smiled and said.

　　 This statue is just an ordinary antique. Although it has a terrifying history, it is indeed an ordinary thing. He took out this thing, just looking for a reason to stay here and talk to Jenkins reasonably.

　　 "1 penny."

　　 Jenkins took out a small copper coin from the change jar in the drawer of the counter and pushed it to him, then pulled the statue in front of him, looked at it, and bent over to find the box from the corner to install it.

　　I started talking again after I was busy. In fact, Jenkins was also curious about why the insurance salesman came to him.

　　 "I thought you had left Nolan."

　　 Jenkins’ attitude has become quite different.

"I had such a plan, but later I felt that it was good here, so I wanted to stay here for a few weeks to see the human world in this era. My luck was pretty good. I made 3 pens in just half a month. Business, this is indeed the era when I should appear!"

　　 The more he talked, the more excited he was, and Jenkins could fully feel the joy.

　　 But he didn't pour tea for this guest. Jenkins thought it would be better to let him leave here as soon as possible.

　　 "So you came here to thank me?"

　　 "This is only one aspect, I have more important things."

"whats the matter?"

　　 Jenkins asked, wondering in his heart whether it was because of the last time the pocket watch was insured. He used pocket watch insurance to smash the spirit body that fulfilled his wish, but he didn't know whether the criminal coin he bought the insurance could pay for the cost of restoring the pocket watch from the crooked state.

　　 But he guessed wrong.

　　 "Do you want to cooperate?"

　　 said the insurance salesman, looking forward to it.

"Cooperation?"

　　 "Yes, I heard that you are planning a church bank. Even the official bank of the secular government of mankind would like to listen to your suggestions."

"Yes it is."

　　 Jenkins said hesitantly, and then thought for a while: "Do you want to..."

"Yes, we can cooperate. If you can put forward as many things about the insurance industry as possible when making recommendations for those banks, then before the end of this period, all the benefits I get through the insurance contract can be used. I'll give you ten percent."

　　 He compared Jenkins with 9 and 1, which means that the profit is ninety one cent.

　　 Of course, this is a pretty good deal. Jenkins actually doesn't need to do anything, but when he writes a report or gives a speech, he can get a share from the insurer by deliberate guidance.

　　 But Jenkins doesn't want to cooperate like this. He never trusts these numbered people or things.

　　 "You can think about it again, this is a lucrative business."

　　The insurance salesman read his thoughts from Jenkins' face, and said quickly before he spoke. But Jenkins still shook his head:

　　 "I remember that your insurance is charged for life, right? Oh, to be honest, I don't need life, so even if you give me 90%, it is useless to me."

　　 "No, no, you got it wrong! My income is not longevity! That's just appearance! The real income is this!"

　　 As he said, he put his hand into his pocket, then looked behind him to make sure that there was no one outside the window, then put his clasped hand in front of Jenkins and stretched it out.

In the palm of the insurer’s hand lies a gray round coin, which is different from all the sin coins Jenkins has seen before. There seems to be gray flowing gas in this coin, rather than something like [The Seed of Blasphemy] [Doom Ring] That is the appearance of ordinary condensed solids.

"what is this?"

"Sin currency-the sin of perpetuality! I can convert my lifespan into such a sin currency. Although the conversion efficiency is extremely low and the process is quite complicated, I even want to... , The income of my business is guilt, not the useless life of mortals. How about, do you want to consider cooperation? Although it is trivial to you, it is a transaction with almost no cost after all... oh , You are really discussing business, if you agree now, I can increase your profit share to 13%!"

　　 "The sin of perpetuality?"

　　 Jenkins squinted his eyes subconsciously. In the number of the sin coin, [Sin of Perpetual Sin] is the second place, while the second ruler is [Ancient Death], the one Jenkins is preparing to investigate.

　　In other words, this is the sin coin of the second master.

"Insurers can make criminal coins... I should have thought of it long ago. Since I can obtain the method of making criminal coins from a host in the devil, these strange creatures that entered the material world from the deception, It’s unreasonable that you can’t make criminal coins."

　　 "You can all make criminal coins?"

"of course."

　　The insurer happily admitted: "In fact, one of our purposes in the material world is to produce criminal coins. If this is not the case, do you think we are here to travel?"

　　 This point is recognized, that is to say, all human-shaped tricks, including flower sellers and coachmen, can actually create criminal coins, and the human flesh and soul they collect are actually only intermediate products. Compared with making sin coins, it is obviously more convenient to directly collect the formed sin coins scattered in the material world, so whenever Jenkins proposes to use sin coins as a transaction currency, the numbered creatures will be extremely excited.

Chapter 1077 Chapter 1059 The Second Way

　　 "What are you going to do with sin coins?"

　　 Jenkins asked again, and then added:

　　 "As long as you can answer my question, I can agree to cooperate with you."

　　 He said with piercing eyes, feeling that he was really close to the truth.

　　 The cat is lying next to Jenkins's hand and waiting for that moment. It is also quite excited now, wanting to know what Jenkins' expression will look like later.

　　 "Oh, this is really a good question...but...the rules...I can't..."

　　 The insurer who was still expecting hesitated, even if Jenkins offered to agree to cooperate, he hesitated.

　　 "The rules don't allow you to say yes...what if other rules are used? For example, I want to buy this information with criminal coins."

　　 "It's okay, but such information is very expensive, very expensive."

　　 The underwriter's eyes lit up, and then he stretched out his fingers and twisted.

　　 "It doesn't matter, I also have some money now."

　　 Jenkins said, put his hand from the neckline into the clothes, touched a small cloth bag sewn to the thermal underwear in front of the heart, and then pulled it off forcefully.

　　 Soon, 6 green seeds of blasphemy, 1 golden soul gold and 12 rings of doom like gems were lined up on the table.

　　 After placing the 19 coins on the counter, Jenkins immediately reached out and hugged his cat. It is very interested in this pile of colorful coins, but Jenkins can't let the cat swallow these sin coins.

　　 "Oh, you are indeed very rich. I haven't seen so many kinds of criminal coins at once for many years, the seeds of profanity, soul gold, and the ring of doom."

　　The insurance salesman squinted at these things, then raised his head and looked at Jenkins more earnestly:

　　 "This is indeed a lot, but you must know that the information you want to obtain is more precious than this. Although I want to trade with you, this is far from enough."

　　 "I don't need complete information, you can say as much as you can."

　　 Talking, Jenkins twisted a seed of blasphemy, a soul gold, and a ring of doom and put it back in his hand, and the remaining 16 coins were all given to the insurance salesman.

　　 "Of course this is fine!"

　　 He immediately reached out and picked up the coins and put them into his pocket, then looked at Jenkins seriously:

"The essence of sin currency is sin. In addition to conceptual sins such as greed, blasphemy, lust/desire, ignorance, killing, arrogance, bone, blood, and soul are also sins. The aggregate of these sins is 17 different sins. Coins, mortals cannot hold sin coins for a long time, otherwise they will be polluted by sin and become some terrible things. But sin is not useless, it can..."

　　 "Being carried."

　　 Jenkins's inspiration flashed, and the answer blurted out. The insurance salesman immediately widened his eyes and was very surprised, and took a step back subconsciously. Of course, this was the correct answer, but he was obviously not prepared to say it:

　　 "How did you know? I didn't say anything, yes, I didn't say anything, I didn't say it!"

　　 He yelled like crazy, his voice getting louder and louder, and finally turned around and ran. After rushing out of the antique shop, he disappeared along Fifth Queen's Avenue, and did not even continue to talk to Jenkins about the so-called cooperation.

　　 Jenkins didn't chase him, but stared at the void in front of him with both eyes, stroking the well-behaved cat with his hand subconsciously. The 14 sin coins just now only got a paragraph of seemingly useless words, but he understood, he completely understood:

"I know in my divinity that [things that can become gods are not here, cannot be humans, and bear the sins of the world]. I learned from the aboriginal people who dominate the world and became part of the deceitful boy Peter the [the grace of the master. ..... The second way...test...], and the insurance salesman just now clearly pointed out [Crime is sin]."

　　 Jenkins took a deep breath, and his serious expression did not match the joy in his heart. He finally understood that it is not impossible for a mortal to become a god. These chaotic clues are put together, even if there is no [unknown way forward] to guide him, he understands the meaning of it:

　　"Mortals follow the ruler to another world, accept the test in the other world and be selected by the ruler, return to the material world through the treacherous realm, and collect sin coins in the material world to become gods!

　　Those who came from dominating the world came to become gods!

　　 Sin coin becomes a god, is the second way! "

　　 With the formation of this thought, a huge number of spirits merged into Jenkins' body from the void. He carefully chewed the thoughts he had just made, and reminisced every scene of meeting with the numbered creature in the past six months.

　　 This is a correct conclusion. Combining the knowledge of the gods, the tips of the tricks, and the words of the insurance salesman, Jenkins finally found the second way to become a god.

　　 Compared to relying on becoming a savior at the end of the era, this second road is undoubtedly more difficult and long. If Jenkins wants to take this path, he must not only live to the end of this epoch and experience the so-called disaster, but also go to the dominating world, be tested in the dominating world, be selected, and return to the eccentric world formed by the fragments of the world. The material world, and expect no one to enter the treacherous realm, or the ability of those who enter it is not strong. After that, he had to go through a long period of time to collect an unknown amount of sin coins, which should be huge, and then become a **** by carrying these sins.

　　 In other words, if Jenkins abandons the first path and takes the second path, then he must be stupid.