Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 He turned the doorknob and opened the door. He was wearing pajamas and leaning on the head of the bed. It was the red-haired Hathaway reading by the moonlight.

　　 "You are finally back. I heard the voice of chocolate just now. What are you doing standing behind the door?"

　　 She greeted tiredly and closed the book aside.

　　 "Nothing, wondering who will be in it."

　　 "I asked Jessica to go to bed as soon as possible, shouldn't you be disappointed?"

　　 She got off the bed, her white feet without socks stepped on slippers, came to the table and took a sip from the water glass, raising her head to expose her white neck to the moonlight.

　　 "Why are you disappointed? You don't think I'm that kind of ghost, do you?"

　　 "Of course you are not."

　　 Hathaway shook her head, and said with regret:

　　 "I originally invited Britney to come with me."

　　 Jenkins' eyes subconsciously searched for the trace of the second person on the bed. After confirming that there was no one, he looked at his wardrobe.

　　 "What does it mean to look at the wardrobe?"

　　 Hathaway pretended to be angry, but still walked to Jenkins to help him change his clothes. Taking advantage of the chance of no one on the bed, the chocolate jumped from Jenkins's shoulders onto the bed, and then sat down with his two front paws on the pillow in turn, making sure that it was soft and lying down later.

　　 No matter what happens tonight, the cat will never leave his territory.

　　 "Britney was called away by the Marquis Mihail, as if she had something to tell her."

"Ok?"

　　 Jenkins looked at Goldilocks’s room, but he couldn’t see the spirit of life representing vitality:

　　 "What can I do so late? Why didn't I wait for me to come back, I can send her there."

　　 "Don't worry, Jessica and I asked the two neighbors next door to send her there. But it was too late and Britney wanted to stay at home for one night, so she didn't come back."

　　 "Yes, don't wander around the city so late, it's not a peaceful day."

　　 He turned around and put on his pajamas, kissed Hathaway's forehead lightly, and was about to go to the bathroom to wash.

　　 "It's a pity, every time I plan such a thing, in the end I will always be the only one left."

　　 Hathaway fell backward and sat on the edge of the bed. After kicking off the slippers, she complained to Jenkins while shaking her legs.

　　 "It's okay, I don't care very much."

　　 In order not to be seen lying, he walked to the door with his back to Hathaway, so he didn't see the smile on Hathaway's face.

　　 On Wednesday morning, Jessica also appeared at the Jenkins table. As the weekend gets closer and closer, she also seems a little nervous.

　　 Today, her schedule is to go with Jenkins to visit the nobles who will support them during the weekend, and then discuss some details with Jenkins.

　　 In short, Jessica was under a lot of pressure because the time was too fast. Fortunately, there are two very good helpers beside her, but these two helpers like to interject when Jessica is talking, which causes Jenkins to always think about who he is talking to.

　　Bryney came back after breakfast, and now, in order to avoid suspicion, it is inconvenient to meet and talk with Jenkins directly. But since his daughters have moved to Jenkins's house, there is actually nothing to avoid. Therefore, all the decisions that must be kept secret were passed on between the two by Brian. This time Brian did not even know what his father wanted to do, but brought back a note.

　　 Jenkins took a look, then handed it to Jessica. The latter nodded in satisfaction:

　　 "In this way, even if it really fails, there will be no way out."

　　 "What do you mean?"

　　 asked Hathaway who was touching the butter on the bread.

　　 "The Navy will guarantee that even if the weekend's events do not achieve the expected results, we still have a second plan."

　　 Jenkins explained vaguely, Hathaway raised an eyebrow:

　　 "This is not like a decision you will make. It seems that you are really anxious."

　　 "It's very anxious. Miss Broniance is expected to arrive in Nolan this weekend. After dealing with the throne, I must talk to the two fortunetellers immediately, so there must be no surprises about the weekend."

　　 He pulled out a small piece of bread and put it in front of the chocolate, but the cat just licked off the cream on it and tilted his head and didn't intend to open his mouth again.

　　 "Don't waste food."

　　 Jenkins is not the kind of person who will be used to pets, especially since he knows the cost of raising a cat, enough to help the poor:

　　 "Don't waste food."

　　 He said to Chocolate again. Seeing that Jenkins was really angry, Chocolate immediately opened his mouth and ate a small piece of bread. Then he rubbed the back of Jenkins's hand with his face. This is really a very obedient cat.

Chapter 1955 The first thousand nine hundred and twenty-six Chapter Mr. Hood's reward

　　 Apart from dealing with matters related to the weekend with Jessica on this day, in the evening, Jenkins also took the time to take the cat to Privet Drive.

　　 He chose a time to leave work so that his family would stay at home.

　　 But when talking about things, I just talked to my father Robert. After Berdylan returned to Nolan, he still worked in a mining company. The conflict between Jenkins and Queen Isabella did not affect him. Instead, he was given more opportunities at work because of his status as a member of the royal family.

　　 Because I don’t know where the news that Robert will be knighted, the father of the three Williams brothers is now a hot celebrity in the Nolan mineral industry.

　　 Jenkins didn't hide it, and told his father what he planned to do on the weekend. On the one hand, it is to prepare the family, whether it is success or failure, this will have a major impact on the future life of the Williams family.

　　 On the other hand, I hope that the family will move to the Church of the Sage for half a week from tomorrow, which is Thursday.

　　 Jenkins has always used the worst malice to conjecture others, especially in the world of possibility, knowing what Queen Isabella did to Miss Windsor. Even if the possibility of knowing that she would harm a member of the Middleton family is very small, Jenkins will never take any risk and pin his hopes on others.

　　 "But if we suddenly move to church, it will easily arouse others' alertness, right?"

　　 Robert did not raise any questions or objections to Jenkins’ actions, nor did he reject Jenkins’ requests. The two men looked outside together by the window of the study room on the second floor of the house. Robert, who had always been very relaxed in front of his family, felt a little heavy on his body.

"It's okay. I have communicated with Bishop Parrod. The church will announce that next week we will officially baptize for our family. Because of the identity of the royal heir, there will be many people attending the baptism, so we must practice in advance and be prepared for it. This is an important activity that symbolizes the relationship between the royal family and the church, so you can’t be sloppy. You can stay in the church for a few days after this opportunity."

　　 The "baptism" mentioned here is not a very effective ritual that Jenkins has never experienced. The "baptism" here is only a symbolic religious ceremony, which can be held in a church.

　　 In fact, generally speaking, baptism will only happen to newborns or adults who have just started teaching. But special circumstances can be handled specially, under the pretext that Bishop Parrod thinks about it, and Jenkins does not need to worry about it.

　　 "You really have grown up, Jenkins."

　　 Robert exclaimed, thinking of Jenkins a year ago. Jenkins also thought of the original owner, so he avoided this topic.

　　 "There is one more important thing, I want to ask."

　　 he said again.

"you said."

　　 "Last fall... the job you originally looked for for me is the craft you originally planned to send me to learn, what is it?"

　　 "What do you ask this for?"

　　 Robert glanced at Jenkins, and when he saw that he really wanted to know, he replied:

"Last year there was a partner who had a very good relationship with me. He was willing to offer you an office job with a good salary. He is a partner of a sugar company, and minerals are just one of the investments. But if you want to get that share To work, you need to understand some sugar-making matters first. I know you don’t want to go to the factory, and your mother won’t let you go to the factory, so I plan to let you go to Honeywood Town in the eastern suburbs for a period of time. Do you know where? ?"

　　 "I know."

"Then I won’t give more introductions. The original arrangement was that you don’t need to be very busy with the beekeeper up the mountain, you only need to participate in some business matters. You will return to the city in a few months and enter there A sugar company."

In this way, it is completely matched. There is no foreigner to come to the world. For some reason, the original owner Jenkins did not die of the big octopus that night, but was sent to the town of Honeywood by Robert after the last "holiday time". To learn and participate in the honey business.

　　 Later, while in the town of Honeywood, the original owner would break into the mansion on the hill outside the town and was guided to see the metal bust in the underground workshop. After knowing everything, accept the responsibility of becoming a disaster to save the world, and under the guidance of the bust, walk on the path of the benefactor and learn the knowledge of machinery.

　　Finally, after finishing the mission in the town of Harnewood, he returned to Nolan, tried to contact and integrate into the circle of local unregistered benefactors, understand that the cultist [Gear Craftsman Club] appeared after he joined it to listen to information and strengthen himself.

　　 All the pieces are connected together to piece together the original fate of Jenkins Williams. Although it is not clear whether this will be able to defeat the cataclysm at the end of the era, but after thinking about it, you can know how much hardship and hardship the original owner will suffer.

　　 He will be misunderstood by the whole world, and there is no one to trust around him. Even once it succeeds, it really becomes a disaster, whether he is still him or not.

　　 This is a rugged road, more rugged than the road you are walking now. Jenkins couldn't even guarantee that if he didn't become a scribe after coming into this world, but went to the town of Honeywood according to Robert's arrangement, he would be able to come to the end of this road.

　　 Thinking of this, Jenkins once again confirmed that there was nothing wrong with his arrival and what he did. He has already changed a lot of things without knowing it. He believes that the arrival of strangers is meaningful to the world and everyone around him.

　　 After a busy day, in order to express my concern for Jessica, and at the same time apologize for yesterday’s invitation and missed appointment, the two had dinner at the high-end restaurant "White Swan" in the city.

As for the Miss Magic and the Silver Flute who followed Jessica to protect her, Jenkins certainly would not let the two friends wait outside, but also set a place for them, just a little bit from Jenkins and Jessica. Farther away.

　　 "Look, the decision to accept Miss Windsor's employment commission was the right choice."

　　Miss Magic was holding a goblet, tilted her head and looked at Jenkins and Jessica, and said to Miss Silver Flute.

　　 "You didn't say that just because of this non-payment dinner, did you?"

　　Miss Yindi smiled while cutting steak.

　　Miss Magic is actually quite rich, not just the detective agency, she has a lot of industries, otherwise it is impossible to support all kinds of strange ritual research. The original projection ceremony made her earn 8,000 pounds in a week, even now Jenkins can't make such money.

　　 "Of course not. I just sighed. I didn't expect us to be related to the royal family. After the weekend, the two of us might really become the royal family's occult consultants."

　　 No lack of money does not mean that there is no shortage of everything. Some things and some books are not something you can touch with money.

　　 "Do you think things on the weekend will be successful?"

　　 Miss Yindi asked, they both knew about Jenkins and Jessica's plan.

　　 "Of course it will succeed, not because of confidence in the plan, but because this thing must succeed, otherwise the story will not continue."

　　 Miss Magic said with certainty.

　　 "Story?"

　　 Miss Yindi raised her eyebrows.

　　 "Yes, this is my inexplicable inspiration. For this destiny real world, some things must happen."

　　Miss Magic put down the wine glass and put her right hand on the table:

　　 "I am not a fortuneteller, but you know, my inspiration is always accurate."

　　 was about to say something more, but saw someone outside gesturing to herself through the glass window:

"Oh?"

　　 is Mr. Hood.

　　 Soon, Jenkins walked out of the restaurant, put on a black robe and brought a white cat and vanilla to see Mr. Hood. The hood came by himself. Originally, Mr. Black Cat wanted to come together, but the latter encountered something at home, so he asked Mr. Hood to come by himself.

　　Mr. Hood originally came to Miss Magic and wanted to find Mr. Candle through Miss Magic. After Miss Magic told Jenkins the matter, Jenkins came out directly.

　　 Mr. Hood and Mr. Black Cat’s luck is much better than that of Hathaway. Yesterday they both managed to escape the influence of the differential engine and observed the battle between God and the differential engine in a relatively safe location.

　　 They were terrified, but fortunately they were not injured. Fortunately for their luck, they have also been worried about the safety of the other two friends. They have not heard of any deaths in the fighting in the eastern suburbs all day today. Only then did they understand that Miss Bailing and Mr. Candle were all right.

　　 As for Mr. Candle, I came to thank Mr. Candle yesterday for coming to rescue the three. If Mr. Candle does not appear, then based on the information circulating today, the three of them are very likely to be directly involved in the battle between the gods and the underground machinery.

　　 Although it is not 100% sure to die, the hope of being alive is definitely much smaller than that of being dead.

　　 "Mr. Candle, this is not the first time I thank you. For the arm thing last time, I haven't had time to thank you. I didn't expect to be saved by you this time."

　　 The middle-aged man grabbed Jenkins' hands and couldn't help shaking, while Jenkins shook his head and said it was nothing.

　　Mr. Hood has always been the kind of person who repays the grace of dripping water. Even if Mr. Candle himself does not plan to accept any thanks, he will never really do nothing because of it.

　　 "Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat are now doing business together, and the three of us can be counted as a whole for gifts. If we need to do something, we will definitely try our best to help."

　　 "Then it's the last time, help us believers of lies, and publicize the proposal to unite and negotiate with the Orthodox Church."

　　 "Is it just that?"

"that is it."

　　 "Okay, I will try my best to do it."

　　 Mr. Hood promised that Jenkins was worried that he was "exerting too much", and emphasized that this matter is not in a hurry. The Music Order has almost contacted at least half of Nolan's current pseudo-god sects.

　　 "I understand, I understand."

　　 Mr. Hood looked perfunctory when he nodded, so looking at his leaving back, Jenkins always felt that he, Mr. Black Cat and Mr. White Cat would do something worrying.

Chapter 1956 Chapter 1927 Dinner Talks

　　 Everything is proceeding according to plan. On Wednesday, as Miss Windsor visited the nobles who supported him, on Thursday Jenkins took Fini to leave the church to meet her friends. Things on the weekend still need the help of these flower girls, and even pick some smart girls with good psychological qualities to help Jenkins complete some things in the city hall.

　　 Everyone enthusiastically signed up, and finally Jenkins let Fini decide the candidate.

　　 As for the flower trade union, Jenkins has completed the registration through the relationship with the city hall. Next, as long as you find a suitable office location and notify other flower shops and retailers in the city, the union will be formally established.

Because no one knew that Jenkins did this for the sake of divinity, and only thought it was an inexplicable act on his whim, so no one prevented him from doing this. The flower trade union is probably the smoothest of all things recently .