Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Of course not, you who betrayed humans have no reason to be let go by me."

　　 got Jenkins's answer, the man's face became more terrifying because of pain. He suddenly stretched out his hand and pressed it against his heart, and then both Jenkins and the cat heard a "click".

　　 With the heart as the center, the brass-colored markings under the skin extend to the entire body, and the extended veins are the arteries and veins of the human body. Those brass-colored markings easily suppressed the black and silver traces that appeared because of the curse of the magic sword. The surface of the man's body looks like a few more slender chains of brass color.

　　 "This idea is very good. The manually triggered mechanism is set below your chest. But I am curious, if someone hits your chest with a strong force, will it also trigger the current symptoms?"

　　 "Savior, you are too confident, do you really think I have no power to resist?"

　　 A punch to Jenkins, Jenkins let go of the hilt and took a light step back. The brass color has infected most of the blood vessels in the man's body, and the metal-colored hand grasped the magic sword inserted into his chest, and then pulled out the magic sword.

　　 The man made a gesture of holding a sword.

　　 Indeed, the Star Demon Sword is an extraordinary type B. Anyone can use it as long as it possesses it. This is different from the type C gift [Holy Sword of Bone].

　　 Jenkins shook his head:

　　 "I am indeed confident, but my self-confidence is reasonable."

　　 He swung the [Eternal Fire Great Sword of Sin Karma] in front of him, and the dim flame of the sword body immediately ignited, pulling out a splendid fire curtain in front of him.

　　 Both of them stopped talking nonsense. The man made a standard dagger action, just like a knight who charged in the old age, bravely rushing towards Jenkins. Sweeping his sword, he thought that Jenkins would use that big sword to block it, but he did not expect Jenkins to stretch out his left hand and hold the blade of the magic sword with his left hand. His hand did not even bleed, just scratched the skin. That's it:

　　 "Now is different from before."

　　 Now he can defeat the ancient flame demon only by hand-to-hand combat, and the world tree nurtured by the four seasons is not as fragile as before.

One person holds the sword and the other holds the blade. After a moment of wrestling, because of Jenkins's blade holding posture, he can rotate the sword body in a circle. The man's hand has not been released, so the man's wrist has also been rotated in a circle. .

　　 His hand is still a normal hand, and the sound of a normal bone crack is heard when he rotates.

　　 "What does that thing promise you so that you can do things for it like this?"

　　 Jenkins was curious.

　　 "Freedom, freedom to live in the real world."

　　 So Jenkins stopped asking more, and slammed down with the spiral sword in his right hand. The sword body carried a huge force and hit the opponent's head. The transparent protective cover appeared on the man's head for an instant, and then it shattered like glass. After a dull sound, the burning sword smashed him into the deck. Then the deck seemed to come alive, swallowing the man's body and repairing the dent that Jenkins had smashed out, but the metal part was spit out.

　　 That is a brass-colored heart with exquisite workmanship. If it is taken out alone, it looks like a metal model of the heart. Jenkins stretched out his hand to check it, but before being touched by Jenkins, the heart automatically disintegrated into a bunch of meaningless small gears, which looked a bit like the effect of [Gear Light].

　　 "Are you so cautious..."

　　 This was the first goal to be solved. Jenkins did not let Chocolate continue to identify, but returned to the front of the sailor again:

　　 "The light on the deck is almost exhausted. Is there any way to dissipate the surrounding fog?"

　　 In fact, there is still a lot of light on the deck, but Jenkins wants to plan ahead instead of solving the problem at the most urgent moment.

　　 "The bow of the ship can shine, which can better disperse the dense fog, but it runs out of power and you need to wake it up."

　　 "What to wake up with?"

　　 "Three gallons of water (approximately 13.6 liters), poured directly on the bow image. You can have more, but not less."

　　 Jenkins thought there was other material, so he waited for a while, but the woman stopped talking.

　　 "As long as three gallons of water are enough? Wait, can't use the river water, the river water is polluted?"

　　 "No, the water in the river will do."

　　 Jenkins raised his eyebrows:

　　 "How difficult is this?"

　　 "The difficulty lies in how you fetch water."

　　 "Aren't there empty barrels here?"

　　 But the fat woman just smiled and motioned to Jenkins to try it herself.

　　 There are indeed empty wooden barrels on the deck, and there are two wet rags tied together inside. Jenkins tied the bucket with fishing line, and then threw the bucket out of the boat.

　　 Just when the bucket flew out, the metal tentacles under the water directly pierced it, curling the bucket and trying to pull it down. Of course Jenkins refused to let go, so two forces pulled it off, and the bucket broke directly, and Jenkins only pulled back a quarter of the wreckage of the wooden bucket.

　　 "That's it, any non-metallic object sticking out of the ship will be attacked."

　　 Jenkins got it.

　　Although there are only wooden barrels on the deck, there are a lot of metal parts here, enough for him to make a small barrel by himself, there is no need to waste [Call the wind and call the rain], but he is quite confident in his craft.

Chapter 2181 The Lie of the Head of the Ship

　　 Soon Jenkins got out an iron bucket, which was still tied to the fishing line. After throwing it out this time, the metal tentacles did not sting, and the bucket entered the water smoothly.

　　 came up with a bucket and poured water on the image of the bow, and it went over and over again. Although the image of the bow was fixed, the dusty surface became much cleaner no matter whether it was washed by water or not. It originally looked like a gray stone material, but when Jenkins poured enough water, the material was more like pure white marble.

　　The white light radiated toward the surroundings, and the dense fog retreated to a farther position. The appearance of the cities on both sides of the river was more observed by Jenkins. Judging from the landscape, this is not Nolan. It seems that the world in the background of the treacherous world is not based on the material world.

　　 The architectural style is very close to the current era. Although the general appearance is still not clear, the level of development of civilization is probably about the same.

　　 Just when Jenkins was standing on the railing of the bow, bathed in the dim light of the bow, looking into the distance, there was a plop, and Jenkins was taken aback:

　　 "The chocolate fell into the river!"

"Meow!"

　　 The cat on his shoulder screamed and announced that he was still there.

　　 It was the fragments of the portrait of the ship's bow that fell, and as the dim light got brighter, pieces of ceramic wreckage peeled off from the portrait of the ship's bow. What was left in the end was a jade statue, still emitting a soft white light.

　　 "But why is it a jade statue?"

　　 People in this world do not have the custom of advocating jade, which is the custom of the Easterners in the Jenkin world.

　　 "Because any metal image has a probability of being manipulated by that indescribable object. This material is used after considering factors such as cost performance, color, and affinity for the spirit."

　　 said like the bow of the ship, it was still motionless, and the sound came from inside the body.

　　 "You can talk? Oh, this is a silly question, you don't need to answer it. How long can you maintain this brilliance?"

　　 "About 48 hours."

　　 Hearing this answer, Jenkins was finally relieved. Not to mention 48 hours, he may leave here in less than 2 hours, which means that during his stay in the treacherous land, he no longer has to worry about the fog around the ship.

　　 But time should not be wasted easily. Jenkins turned around to continue searching for those converted. The female sailor asked to find three. But the bow seemed to speak again, so Jenkins didn't have to worry so much:

　　 "Thank you for making me awake. In return, I can tell you something."

　　 "No need!"

　　 Jenkins hurriedly stopped. He can only listen to one more person's news now, but he can't waste opportunities in the bow of the ship. Of course, after helping the female sailor for a while and then obtaining additional permissions, he didn't mind talking to the bow of the ship.

　　 "Don't worry, the information provided by me is not counted as restricted."

　　 Jenkins was still worried, and turned to look at the metal head on the chair. After being "reprimanded" by Jenkins, the other party never spoke again. At this time, he felt Jenkins looking at it before opening his eyes again.

　　 "If I get information from the ship's bow, will it be counted within the limit of asking three people?"

　　 originally thought that the metal head would not answer, or put forward conditions to make things difficult, but he gave the answer directly:

　　 "It doesn't count."

　　 Jenkins looked at it suspiciously, and the head closed his eyes again. Seeing it like this, Jenkins didn't say much, turned to the bow and asked:

　　 "Okay, so what information can you provide?"

"You can know from me the purpose of building this ship; you can know from me the destination this ship is going to go to; you can learn from me the technology of making me; you can know the metal from me The origin of the human head."

　　 "How many can I choose from these four?"

"One."

　　 "The origin of the metal head."

　　 This makes a decision almost without thinking.

"It was originally the captain of this ship, but I don’t know when it took refuge in that indescribable monster, or it may have accidentally stretched its hand out of the ship and was forcibly transformed. It is very strong, but it cannot fully control the ship now. The monster asked it to wait for someone here and play with it according to the rules. Within the rules of the game, people who appear on the ship are lured to discover the truth of the world before the ship reaches its destination."

　　 "You said, that thing wants me to discover the truth of the world?"

　　 Jenkins confirmed.

"Yes it is."

　　 But this means that the difference engine allows the metal head to do things that are beneficial to Jenkins to get out of the paradox, which seems to be somewhat inconsistent with their interests.

　　 "How long will it take for the ship to reach its destination?"

　　 Jenkins asked again.

"24 hours."

　　 Hearing this answer, Jenkins suddenly looked up, this sentence is a lie.

　　 "No, this is already the second question, why does it answer me?"

　　 You can't tell the mood of a statue from the expression of a statue, but Jenkins knows that the other party is definitely not a pure good person.

　　 For the question of arrival time he asked, although the range of answers can be very broad, there are actually only two options: it is very close to the current point in time, and it is very far away from the current point in time.

　　 If it is actually far away from the end point, then there is no need for the statue to lie and distort the time, because Jenkins is not here anyway. But since the "time is far away" was chosen and the answer is lying, it means that maybe the ship will arrive at its destination soon. (Note)

　　 "Damn, I want to leave here as soon as possible, there is no time to delay!"

　　 thought in his heart, and immediately patted the cat on the shoulder, and the chocolate that had sniffed the answer immediately pointed to the next enemy.

　　 Just as Jenkins analyzed, when he is not talking to the asylum on the deck, no one can move or speak significantly. Therefore, even though Chocolate had pointed out the problem with the scrawny boy who seemed to be underage, the boy could only keep hiding under the rag before Jenkins approached.

　　 But when Jenkins finally moved to that critical distance, the boy immediately jumped up.

　　 He has no clothes on his upper body, so his whole figure looks like his ribs are covered with brown human skin. His lower body is wearing black trousers with trousers up to the knees, and hand-woven straw sandals on his feet.

　　 He didn't try to jump out of the boat like the man just now, but jumped towards Jenkins with a glance like stepping on a spring.

　　 Seeing him rushing so fast, Jenkins handed out a sword and strung him on the sword. Of course the boy wouldn't die so easily. He threw his feet in the air, stretched out his hands and tightly held Jenkins' right hand holding the sword:

　　 "For great wisdom!"

　　 The boy shouted loudly, with a hideous expression on his face. His right arm quickly became red and hot, and at the same time a beeping sound came from his right palm.

Chapter 2182 The Steel World Tree

　　 "Why do bombs always use this sound as an explosion sound? No, why do bombs always have a sound?"

　　 Jenkins was thinking about these silly things in his mind, and his left hand, five fingers together, turned into a hand knife, cut off the boy's right arm, and threw it into the sky before exploding.

　　 The protective layer of the ship also has a limit above it, but the boy’s arm is a transformed product, so he was not attacked by the metal monsters patrolling in the dense fog above. The arm flew into the thick fog beyond Jenkins's field of vision, and then it exploded like a muffled thunder, but unexpectedly there was no fire.

　　 It was the dense fog that was originally stable and vortexed. Some unrecognizable black shadows shuttled through the fog, as if searching for something, but soon disappeared again.

"It seems that the external environment is really bad to a certain extent. Isn't it true that in the setting of the story, the world will not only be left with the people of this ship... Then this ship is renamed'Nuo Asia's Ark is actually not bad."

　　 Jenkins retracted his gaze and looked back at the boy who was pierced on the sword. This is equivalent to the power of Jenkins's right hand, holding the boy like a lantern:

　　 "Do you have anything else to say?"

　　 "Great wisdom will solve all enemies, you **** heresy!"

　　 After finishing speaking, I even wanted to spit on Jenkins's face, but the lungs were almost unable to breathe when Jenkins punched him.

　　 was cut off by Jenkins' right arm, the boy is now a complete flesh and blood body, but still maintains the loyalty to the great wisdom. On the one hand, it can reflect the extremely strong brainwashing ability of the differential engine, and on the one hand, it can also show how shameless the other party is when setting up the story of this horror.

　　 "But for this paradox, how can the differential engine interfere so deeply?"

　　 while thinking, he kicked the boy off the sword and threw it out of the boat. Because he did not perform a complete metal alienation, he was judged as a flesh and blood heresy by the creatures on the bottom of the ship. The metal tentacles stretched out from under the water and pulled the boy with a broken arm into the water.

　　 If Jenkins dared to look at the water outside the ship, he would be able to see a stream of red liquid emerging from the bottom of the water, and there were still gurgling bubbles in it, but he does not have such free time now.

　　 "Okay, the second one. It is basically certain that the differential engine that comes in the background of the story, or a part of the differential engine, has all the power of the differential engine, and even some power that I don't know."

　　 patted the chocolate again, and the chocolate yelled obediently, and then pointed out the position of the third person.

　　 The location of the third person was very close to the deck where Jenkins started fishing. He lay there alone, covered with a brown cloth blanket, and a deflated cardboard box under his head.

　　 Before Jenkins approached, he didn't move as if he was asleep. When Jenkins crossed the contact boundary, he sprang up like a boy just now.

　　 neither fleeing nor wanting to attack Jenkins, the man tiptoed around in a circle, then swished into a light and got into the carton. The deflated cartons immediately became full as if they were full of things, and at the same time, the boxes that were originally just ordinary items actually had aura.

　　 "What is this again? Ceremony or ability? Or is it some kind of numbered item that is not easy to observe?"