The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins could feel that the atmosphere at this time was even more awkward than before, and he regretted his words.

"If there's anything more embarrassing, it's asking where this is."

He thought to himself, already guessing that this was the girl's bedroom. This is the safest place and will not be easily broken into.

The flame of the gas lamp burned steadily, but it could not burn away the gas called "embarrassment" that was diffused in the air. Jenkins had wanted to bring up the interesting topic of "gaslighting" that he had recently read about in the newspaper, but felt it was out of place.

"The twin demons are here today. I'm just telling you this. Please don't talk nonsense outside."

He said softly.

The girl glanced at him in surprise, with all kinds of feelings welling up in her heart: "He trusts me so much?"

"Is he there too? Yes, it's impossible for him not to be here when his own god comes to this world. Who else is there... No, you don't have to tell me, I know it's a secret."

"It doesn't matter."

Jenkins lowered his head, "The twin demons are believers in the New God. Everyone can guess this. You don't have to keep it a secret, as long as you don't say that he is here today. There is indeed someone here, and there is another... .”

He gently tapped the edge of the soup bowl with a silver spoon, making a crisp impact sound. "He was wearing a black robe. I don't know who this is."

"Why didn't they save you?"

"This is a test."

This is a lie, made up the moment you wake up, that's why you can answer so quickly.

Pursing her lips, Hathaway said nothing.

"for you."

She picked up a water bladder from the bedside table and handed it to Jenkins, an item in the "hunting kit" he had rented from the owner of the lumber camp.

Open the stopper of the water bag and gently shake the transparent liquid inside. The water not only has a light fragrance, just like the fruits in midsummer, but also exudes a strong yellow aura.

"Now that you have met A-11-02-3219, it is not difficult to explain why you are unconscious in B-01-05-0086."

Seeing Jenkins' confused look, she explained helplessly:

"Since I met you, I have seen a new special item with a number almost every week. It seems that Nolan City really has a big problem. B-01-05-0086, the Fountain of Wisdom. This is A spring that can move its position at any time is very similar to the existence form of A-01-2-3000, the Fountain of Youth, which only appears in the far north of the continent. Both of them are filled with a certain volume of water at a certain location. After that, it will disappear. But the difference is that the Fountain of Youth has a very serious curse, while the Fountain of Wisdom has almost no side effects."

Her eyes were a little confused:

"This is something that many benefactors have spent their entire lives unable to find. I didn't expect that I would be able to see it just by chance upon your cat."

Chapter 266 Chapter 262 Thirty Thousand Pounds of Bath Water (Additional Updates)

Jenkins blinked and placed the dinner plate on the table next to the bed, "What's the use?"

"After the gifter drinks it, for about two sips, the speed of accumulating spirit can increase by about 30% within a year. This is related to each person's physique... Moreover, within a few weeks, through enlightenment The probability of getting closer to the world and understanding the ability will also increase to a terrifying level. After I filled this bag of water, the spring disappeared. This amount is enough for three people. Of course, it must be used within thirty days after leaving the spring. Drink it, otherwise the water will turn black and turn into a deadly poison that is only useful to the Giver.”

Shake the water bag, and there is a sound of water being shaken inside.

"Well, it turns out that this is what A-11-02-3219 is looking for. This is indeed an incredible treasure."

Looking at the water bag in his hand first, Jenkins then looked at Hathaway, thinking for a moment, "Go get the container quickly, let's separate it."

"Do you want to share it with me? This is what you paid for with your life. I won't lie to you. As far as I know, a portion of this liquid is worth at least thirty thousand pounds. Even in Nolan, this is enough for you to buy it. A large manor with a horse farm and a farm!”

She pointed at herself with her finger, and there were unspeakable emotions in her beautiful eyes.

It is a slow and difficult process for a gifter to accumulate souls. The price of thirty thousand pounds sounds like an astronomical figure, but it is already very little. Maybe the middle class will be frightened by this price, but for most capitalists at the top of society, this is only less than a year's income.

"You saved me today."

Jenkins explained as he leaned on the bed.

"You know the value of this thing, and you're not rich, right?"

Jenkins laughed. Although he was stingy, he still had principles. If Hathaway had not appeared, no one could have taken away the water. If she had not revealed the existence of these liquids, Jenkins would never have known that she had taken so much.

All kindness must be repaid and all hatred must be repaid. This is the principle of a great writer. Although he is not a saint, nor is he a good person in the strict sense, he at least has principles.

Of course, I hesitated briefly when I heard the figure "30,000 pounds", and my heart was trembling when I finally made the decision.

"With my bad luck, I'll encounter these things again."

He comforted himself in this way, and then said to the lady who bowed her head in thought:

"One for me and one for you. Since I discovered it, I will ask for an extra copy. Do you have any objection?"

She didn't know how to answer for a long time.

"Jenkins, you are really a good person. But the grantor needs to restrain his inflated desires, but he cannot always be a perfect person without desires."

"No, no, no, I'm definitely not a good person!"

Jenkins has also done things like murder and hustling. Blake, an art college student, died with his eyes open. His body was probably not completely decomposed.

Unlike Jenkins, who is assisted by his father and provides materials from the church, Hathaway must complete all the rituals independently, so there are measuring cylinders and other things in his residence. In front of Jenkins, she poured out the bag of spring water and weighed it, without wasting even a drop.

The dark little nose sniffed, and Chocolate's eyes became sharp.

The liquid was a testament to the friendship between Jenkins and Hathaway, and although it was not said out loud, Jenkins believed Hathaway would understand what he meant.

Putting away the excess spring water, Hathaway took two tall glasses, each containing transparent liquid.

Jenkins sat on the bed, held the lower end of the glass with his fingers, and gently clinked the glass with the red-haired lady with a blushing face:

"cheers."

"cheers."

Hathaway raised her neck, her red hair sweeping over her snow-white neck. After drinking all the water in the cup, she put it down. She wanted to say something more to Jenkins, but when she saw that he not only did not drink it, but instead looked at the cup in his hand thoughtfully, she couldn't help but frown.

"Any questions?"

"I wonder, is this my bath water?"

Chocolate, with sharp eyes, lay down depressed again.

Hathaway said nothing, but gave Jenkins a fierce look. The latter also knew that he had said the wrong thing and raised his head to drink the water.

Unlike any drink I've ever had before, once these liquids slide down the throat and into the stomach, you can't feel their presence. It's not even sure whether what he just drank was air. In the next moment, it was as if all the pores in his body were opened, and a goosebump-inducing feeling of pleasure spread from all parts of his body. Jenkins let out a long breath, feeling that the fatigue accumulated in the past few days was being wiped out. Sweep away.

Hathaway suddenly turned her head away from Jenkins, but her whole body was trembling. A flushing color appeared on the exposed arms.

This is indeed Hathaway's bedroom, but it is not Earl Hesha's mansion, but her own property outside. Aristocratic ladies are much richer than great writers.

Jenkins was only in a coma for a few hours. When the two talked until seven o'clock in the evening, the girl got up and prepared to leave:

"You can rest here for a night today. I think you still don't look good. This is my room. No one can enter without permission. I have some things to do. I will be back around ten o'clock. I might have something to talk to you about. Oh, if you need refreshments, or need to... go to the bathroom, just go out on your own, the maids in the house are not allowed to come to the second floor, but still Be careful and don't leave the room."

In fact, Jenkins feels that he is almost healed. The newly fused [Gift], the flame of the immortal purification candle, continues to inject vitality into him. But seeing Hathaway's firm attitude, he did not object.

She turned her head and looked at Jenkins, who was lying on the bed with an obedient expression, and Chocolate, who was lying next to him with an obedient expression. She originally wanted to say something, but in the end she said nothing.

After Hathaway left, Jenkins felt it would be rude to lie on an unmarried woman's bed, so he walked to the window holding the reluctant chocolate.

"Oh, the environment is very nice."

He looked out and recognized at a glance that it was on the east bank of the Westminster River. Looking from the window, I saw the dark night, the river bank shrouded in fog and the buildings on both sides of the river bank. The dredging work of the river is still in progress, so no ships can be seen now, but before the short freeze period in winter begins, a group of merchant ships from the south will pass through.

Speaking of which, it seems that the house where the Doomsday Slate was found is also on this street.

PS: Thirty thousand pounds is not something you write casually. Judging from the content described in this article, it is indeed worth the price. Nothing more valuable than this will appear in this book for a long time.

Also: This chapter is to celebrate collecting 10,000 pieces (actually there are still a few less).

Chapter 267 Chapter 263 The long-lost gathering

Jenkins leaned against the wall and looked south, barely able to see the houses that were still blocked. The guard was very alert and looked here subconsciously, but Jenkins had already hid behind the curtain.

You can see Hathaway walking into the alley at the corner of the street, leaning against the steam pipes on the wall. She had changed out of the blue skirt and high heels she was wearing just now, and was now wearing tight pants and a dark fleece with bell cuffs. She was wearing a black coat that was almost level with her knees, and a hat on her head. A hat that covers your face.

"What are you going to do so late?"

Jenkins was stunned for a moment, feeling that he had forgotten something.

"Meow~"

Chocolate screamed in his arms out of boredom.

Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration:

"Oops, Mr. Hood's party is about to begin!"

He slapped himself hard on the head, picked up the neatly stacked black coat and hat from the bed and left. All his clothes were wet from falling into the puddle...

"Hey, who changed my clothes?"

Only then did he realize the problem, but he shook his head. That was not the focus now. In order to prevent accidents, he temporarily hid his bag of belongings, including the cane and the metal block, in the closet.

There were some...indecent clothes in the closet. Jenkins didn't look at it much. Instead, he carefully hid the metal piece in the innermost part and prepared to go out.

"Meow!"

Chocolate didn't want to be left here. It screamed softly and turned pure white, and even its appearance was slightly adjusted.

"Is chocolate awesome again?"

He thought as he let the cat jump onto his shoulder. Lock the door of the room, then open the window, first observe the street, then squat on the window sill and close the window, activate [Cat's Elegance], and then jump to the tree in the courtyard.

A maid was standing at the window on the first floor scrubbing the tabletop. Jenkins waited for a while while enjoying the wind, then lay down along the trunk of the tree and came to the street.

Most of these single-family houses have trees planted in the courtyard. As for the reason, when Jenkins attended Michael's party, he once sat with some young ladies. They blushed and told some colorful jokes together. They said that the existence of these trees was not to facilitate the thief's entry into the house, but to allow the lovers to escape safely from the young lady's bedroom in the early morning without causing both parties to lose their dignity.

Jenkins was so embarrassed when he heard this topic that he didn't know what expression to make, but it seemed to make the girls in luxurious clothes laugh even more happily.

He carefully walked into the shadow of the house on the street, and when he reappeared, he had transformed into a mean-looking, tall and thin man with a white milk cat.

Perhaps he was frightened by the fact that he bumped into the Pirate King and Destroyer Femixiu at the last party. Mr. Hood arranged the gathering place quite cautiously this time.

This is not far from the outskirts of Nolan City, in the woods at the top of a mountain. The view from this position is very wide, and there is no higher place nearby. There are no disadvantages except that it is far from the city.

Although Jenkins set out later than Hathaway, he was not worried about his current identity being exposed, so he had very few worries when he started on the road. As long as you evade the night patrol of police officers and the Giver Squad, you don't need to worry about anything else. Even the vicious man who tried to rob him in the alley was knocked down with one punch.

Panting and climbing up the mountain, Mr. Hood has indeed arrived.

When he saw the stranger stopping in front of him, holding his knees and panting heavily, he just looked at the white cat in surprise, without showing any surprise:

"Mr. Candle? Don't be so anxious, the time has not come yet."

His voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know whether he had caught a cold unfortunately or was just pretending.

"It's me, long time no see."

Jenkins stamped his right foot to shake off the yellow leaves stuck to the sides of his shoes, and then opened his hands to reveal purple marks.

He ran so fast just to get here one step ahead of Hathaway to prevent her from being suspicious.

"It's been too long since this gathering."

As he spoke, he leaned against a tree like Mr. Hood, and his breathing finally became calmer.

"There is nothing we can do about it. Too many things have happened in Nolan this month. Just the matter of [Gear Bacteria] is enough for us to be careful about."

He said this matter naturally. After all, it had been almost a month since the first source of infection was discovered. If you were more informed, you would know about it.

Everyone came to this party. Mr. White Cat and Mr. Black Cat arrived one after another. The latter's black robe was stained with a large amount of mud and a dead leaf, and it seemed that he had accidentally fallen; then came Miss Magic, who still remembered "candles". "Sir" cat nodded politely but said nothing; while Miss Lark walked at the end.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Mr. Hood started with these words to announce the start of this party. The six people moved closer inward so that they could hear each other clearly.

As winter approaches, the nearby woods are covered with fallen leaves, and the dry branches overhead are bent like the fingers of the witch in the ancient fairy tale. But come to think of it, the witch can't defeat the six people here.

"Since the last party, so many things have happened in Nolan City. But fortunately, everyone is fine, and I hope to see you all next time. I am no longer polite, the damn weather is too cold."

Seeing that no one spoke first, he shrugged, muttered a curse about the weather, and continued in a hoarse voice:

"You all probably know about the gear germ, so I won't say more. Just be careful. The news I got is that the followers of the Prince of Lies have been dormant recently. Although they have not left Nolan, they should not leave Nolan in a short time. It will come out again. I don’t know the specific details. This is information I obtained through private channels... But it is said, it is just said..."

He looked at the five people in turn, and continued uncertainly, his own tone actually carrying a hint of doubt:

"It is said that the group of scammers offended a noble in the Nolan military. Maybe you accidentally cheated some important items or letters, and now you are being hunted by ordinary mercenaries, private detectives, and gifters who want to earn rewards. Even the believers of the evil god dare not fight so many people at the same time in a place like Nolan. Ha~ Who knows what happened? But the bounty does exist, and it is said to be in four digits..."

Chapter 268 Chapter 264 Bounty, Silver, and Scammers