The Master of the Strange Realm

It sounds outrageous, but it's a very kind approach in these terrible times. Compared to going to the steam factory to make a living with flesh and blood, and risking having your fingers chopped off to steal, this is really the best choice. After all, there are gains and losses. The children can survive this winter, which is the most important thing to them.

Moreover, being a winter helper at the church is not just about cleaning. Some diligent people can even learn a useful craft in one winter and can truly support themselves with the help of the church before the next winter comes.

Of course, this is only possible for a very few lucky people.

In the memory that Jenkins gained, some people froze and starved to death in Nolan City every winter. This is true for the prosperous Nolan, not to mention other cities on the mainland.

"It's winter again..."

He sighed softly.

"Yeah, it's winter again."

Miss Bevanna and Jenkins looked at the orphans together. Because of the angle at which they stood, they could see the children, but the children could not see them.

These sad things are not as good as the difficulties faced by Jenkins for the time being. His reason told him to wait until midnight tonight to determine what happened, while his sensibility reminded Jenkins that he was completely crazy.

"Maybe I have never been to this world at all, and now I am just hallucinating after witnessing unspeakable things, or the game of brain in a vat played by higher creatures..."

Such thoughts were depressing, so he relied on touching his cat to tell him not to think too much. Chocolate has a magical power that allows Jenkins to stay sane.

“Will these seeds survive the winter?”

Jenkins lowered his head and asked. The nursery under the corridor was almost covered by a thin gauze-like layer of snow, and the green seedlings could only be vaguely seen.

"Although the growth cycle is very long, B-01-5-0718, the seeds of Fantasy Flower will not die so easily."

"Is it numbered?"

I originally thought it was just a material.

"Yes, but so far there is no successful artificial breeding experience. The growth cycle of this plant is very long, and may even span an entire era."

She waved to the nursery, and a black seed the size of a peanut broke through the snow with a pop.

"In addition to the growth cycle, the maturity of fantasy flowers requires some conditions that we still don't know. It is basically impossible to grow them."

She handed the seed to Jenkins: "Keep it as a souvenir. Maybe you can make it into a specimen and hang it in the living room."

Chocolate grabbed Jenkins' shoulders and looked at Jenkins' hand with salivation.

Thinking that the afternoon would go by normally, Jenkins, who did not dare to leave the church, found some books to read in the general library open to believers.

But things always happen at any time. Near 4 p.m., Jenkins saw Captain Binsey and several similarly dressed players hurriedly passing by the window.

"What's going on?"

He thought for a moment and chased after him.

The chocolate was lying on the long table in the middle of the bookshelf. Three little girls with red ribbons on their heads and small skirts were secretly looking at it not far away.

The cat kept a lazy look and did not catch up, because it already knew what would happen.

"Gentlemen, what happened? Do you need help?"

As soon as Jenkins asked, he regretted it.

"Someone is trying to break into Mr. Mischief's counterfeit shop, and we need to rush to support. You happen to be here, come along, we may need treatment."

Now that the gentleman said so, Jenkins couldn't refuse.

"Why should I find something to do for myself?"

With this thought in mind, he followed the team.

The nine people left the building in two teams and stepped into the falling snow. Jenkins had been unconscious on the 31st last time, so he didn't know how long the snow would last.

The men's boots left a trail of footprints on the ground, and the two teams quickly rushed to the meeting point in two carriages.

In the distance, sporadic gunshots could be heard.

According to Captain Binsi's introduction, A-01-1-0034 is located closer to the [Starry Sky and Equilibrium] Church, so the specific protection and guarding is carried out by the Stargazer Team.

But the two Gifters who tried to break into the counterfeit shop this time were very powerful, so they asked for help.

The neighborhood had been cordoned off, and the hurried team jumped off the carriage and stepped onto the snow in the alley to board a three-story red-roofed house. Their job is to stay here and wait for someone to pass by.

A sharp scream came from the east block, followed by continuous explosions. But the sound wasn't very loud, and since it was still snowing, the sound couldn't travel farther.

The building was used as an agency's offices, but the people here had already been evacuated. The nine men held their breath and observed the surrounding situation. Two of them had sensory abilities, which made the task easier.

"Notice."

The dark and thin man raised his right hand. Everyone present was a gifter, and his hearing was much better than that of ordinary people. Soon, the sound of footsteps came from the alley ahead.

They climbed out of the window one after another, leaving Jenkins to wait here. This was also agreed in advance. Even a level 2 gifter was too weak, so as a healer, there was no need to set foot on the battlefield.

The place where everyone was fighting was beyond the detection range of the Eye of Truth. Jenkins could not watch the battle and could only wait for someone to find him.

The roar of beasts, the collision of gear machinery, the explosion of unknown sources, thunder...all kinds of strange sounds came from a distance. Jenkins thought that the two bold guys probably couldn't escape, because there were constantly piles of light spots representing gifters running into the field of vision and then disappearing, and some of them had the aura of special items on them.

Section 322 Chapter 317 Encounter (14/15)

The support of the Orthodox Church is coming one after another, and the longer it takes, the more law enforcement teams will be.

Jenkins stood by the glass window on the second floor of the small building, patiently observing outside. Suddenly, a thin ray of light rose from the ground in front, and then all sounds stopped.

It was like a laser cutting through the darkness at night, but it was four o'clock in the afternoon. After everything calmed down, he hid behind the curtains in confusion, wondering what happened. It was too quiet nearby.

"It can't be..."

Quite abruptly, a bunch of light spots appeared in the field of vision and approached at a very fast speed. Before Jenkins could react, with the sound of glass breaking, a man broke into the window on the second floor and rolled on the ground very casually.

Jenkins raised his hand and fired a shot. Before the bullet/shell landed on the ground, he rolled to the right. The space where he had just stood had a crack, and the black arm with pus stretched out from the crack. After a few seconds, it was unwillingly retracted with the disappearance of the space crack.

The silver light band appeared around Jenkins, and his fingers kept pointing forward, and the light pieces flew out quickly. The man who jumped in just now didn't dare to take it hard. He threw his hat to Jenkins, raising smoke and dust in the air that blocked his vision. He pulled the metal filing cabinet with his right hand and bent down to hide behind the cabinet.

"Level 6, with at least 20 special items in the shape of eyes all over his body, where did this madman come from?"

Jenkins cursed in his heart. The gray-haired man opposite him obviously transplanted the magic eyes to various parts of his body.

He touched the metal block in his pocket and felt relieved. Although it is not a good habit to deify when encountering things, he is not sure what will happen "tomorrow" now, so it is not unacceptable to use this drop of divinity.

Carefully extending a hand from behind the cabinet, Jenkins raised the gun and pulled the trigger.

After a loud bang, the bullet did not hit the palm, but the palm opened.

An eye, slender and not like a human eye, appeared in the palm. Due to the aiming action just now, Jenkins looked at this eye at once.

A huge suction came from the opposite side, accompanied by a slight dizziness, and the soul felt faintly out of the body. Jenkins abruptly moved his eyes away and raised his hand again to shoot.

Then, regardless of the result, he retracted the mahogany desk and hurriedly replaced the spare magazine.

As the metal magazine clicked, the man on the opposite side jumped out.

Jenkins hurriedly pulled the trigger with his right hand, but still missed. He felt that it was not because his shooting skills were too bad, but that the man on the opposite side had special abilities.

He swung his cane with his left hand and collided with the dagger in the man's hand. Under the impact of the force, the man's wrist was abnormally bent, but the two were close enough.

He stretched out his empty left hand again, and another eye appeared in his palm.

Jenkins quickly looked away and hurriedly activated [Profane Production]. Green vines stretched out from the void. The man who was not supposed to see this scene dodged lightly to the side, and did not bother to greet Jenkins again. He pulled open his coat that was buttoned wrongly, and he was completely naked inside.

Dozens of eyes opened at the same time, and the vines were nailed in the air for a second, and then rushed towards the man like crazy. Jenkins did not miss this good opportunity and bounced the selected crazy knowledge to the owner of the magic eyes.

The man finally threw away all the clothes on his upper body, and the magic eyes opened from the inside of his forearm, wrist, chest, navel and other strange places. The magic eyes of different sizes and blinking speeds showed their power in all directions at the same time.

His body became illusory, and then suddenly moved back two meters. This was beyond the attack range of the vines, and they could only shrink back helplessly.

A dazzling orange-red energy beam shot out from the largest red eyeball between the man's chests, and Jenkins dodged hurriedly. Only a burnt smell was smelled, and all objects encountered by the beam began to melt.

Fortunately, for safety, the owner of the building turned off the main gas valve on the first floor before leaving, otherwise this would have caused more serious consequences.

When Jenkins poked his head out from behind the bunker again to check, the man had disappeared. Only flying snowflakes swirled in from the broken window, and the fabric curtains swayed in the cold wind.

"Saved..."

He touched the metal block in his pocket and sighed with some relief.

Captain Binsey and his men fainted in an alley not far from the house. When Jenkins and the subsequent support team arrived, these gentlemen's bodies were already covered with a thin layer of snow.

But fortunately, everyone is a gift recipient, and their physical fitness is much stronger than that of ordinary people, so after waking them up, no one was found to have suffered permanent damage.

But others were not so lucky. According to Captain Binsi, at the beginning of the battle, the enemy with the most magic eyes was blocked in the alley by at least four teams of nine people.

Originally, this was a scene that was almost certain to win, but no one expected that the man would suddenly take off his shirt, and those terrifying and strange magic eyes almost took effect at the same time in an instant, and some people were even affected by more than five eyes at the same time.

Captain Binsi and his team were lucky. They were lying on the roof of a low house next to the alley and were ready to pounce on the attack, so they were only affected by a magic eye called the freezing eye. And those who were unlucky have died.

Jenkins helped rescue several seriously injured people at the scene, and after the subsequent support team arrived, he followed the people of his church back.

"How do you feel now?"

Sitting in the carriage, he finally escaped from the heavy snow. Although Jenkins was still a little cold, the flame of the candle continued to provide him with heat.

The gentlemen in the same car were all wrapped in black coats, and the cold had not subsided their impact.

"It's okay, just go back and have a cup of hot chocolate."

Captain Binxi forced a smile and stretched out his palm towards the brazier in the middle of the narrow car. Although it is dangerous to use this thing in such a space, it is more dangerous to continue to lose heat from the body.

"I shouldn't have brought you here today, goddess, if you are in danger, how can I have the face to go back."

He sniffed hard, and before Jenkins spoke, he said:

"I will never take you on a mission again in the future. Things like today are enough once. Sage bless you, you actually met him face to face."

Chapter 323 Chapter 318 Eternal 31st (15/15)

"The man just now is a cultist of the Magic Eye Collection Association, and his ability and appearance are consistent. His real name is unknown, and he is generally called the Thousand Eyes Priest. He is a madman who does everything in pursuit of power. It is said that even within the Magic Eye Collection Association, this person has many enemies."

The carriage ran over something and shook violently. The man sitting next to Captain Binsi used his bare palm to directly press the brazier to prevent the charcoal from falling out due to shaking.

"Sir, is it really okay to put so many magic eyes on the body?"

Jenkins could only think of evil stories where such evil people who perform human body transformation would appear.

"I can't answer this question either. Such technology is indeed hard to imagine. I think there must be something special about the Thousand Eyes Priest, otherwise there would not be only one such person in the Magic Eye Collection Association. Speaking of which, the use of magic eyes consumes the user's own spirit. For the holder of a single magic eye, these consumptions are nothing, but the number encountered just now is a bit terrifying.

The church's record of this person mentioned that the magic eyes on the Thousand Eyes Priest are usually closed, and the magic eyes lurk in the inner layer of the skin. Only when they are used will they be "squeezed" out from under the skin."

The corners of everyone's mouth in the car trembled. The picture was just imagined, and it was disgusting enough.

"The only information we can confirm at present is that all the magic eyes on him have vision."

"Can they all 'see'?"

"Yes, they all have vision."

Captain Binsi said.

It was already dinner time when he returned to the church. Jenkins found Chocolate looking at the snow in front of the nursery in the backyard, and then had dinner with the clergy of the church.

He asked the bishop to stay in the church tonight, and the bishop certainly would not refuse.

At midnight, Jenkins did not turn on the gas lamp in the bedroom, but stood in front of the window holding Chocolate and looked at the moon and snow outside.

The two-color moonlight was particularly bright, and the shadows of Jenkins and Chocolate were long behind them. Snowflakes were still falling, but the snow was very small.

Trying to use the power of fate, but there was no response.

Suddenly, a lonely thought came up, and Jenkins held Chocolate in his arms tighter. He looked at the snow for a while, then lowered his head and looked at the borrowed pocket watch in the moonlight.

"Three, two, one."

When all three pointers overlapped at the top of the dial, the world seemed to be distorted.

He only felt that his five senses were failing, and he couldn't even judge the state of his body. The surrounding scene was blurred like an oil painting splashed with water, and the strong feeling of nausea was the only feeling he could feel now.

The surroundings finally turned into darkness, with only a small light spot in the distant sky.

Jenkins looked up despite the mental discomfort.

"Is that... a book?"

The drowsiness made him slowly close his eyes, and when he opened them again, a subtle crackling sound came from the stove in front of him.

Jenkins sat up and looked around.

It was still dark outside. Chocolate was lying on the cushion of the sofa next to him. He squinted his eyes and saw that Jenkins had woken up. He pretended to shake off the small blanket that Jenkins had covered it with, and then meowed at the man a few times.