The Master of the Strange Realm

"Dear customer, would you like to check out?"

"Yes."

He nodded, put the items on the counter, and reached out to gently stroke the soft fur on the chocolate cat's head.

"Okay, there are two stories in total, you can check out."

The black button's eyes changed shape again, and the puppet's face was full of expectation.

"Who killed the robin?

It was me, said the sparrow,

I killed the robin,

With my bow and arrow.

Who saw him die?

......

Please note that

This notice informs that

The next time the birds are judged,

the one on trial will be the sparrow."

Jenkins couldn't help but let out a long sigh after reciting this nursery rhyme in one breath. The English version of this nursery rhyme was recited in English class, and when I wrote "The Stranger's Story Collection", I also considered including it, but because the content of the story was a bit inappropriate and the style of the painting was very different from other stories, I gave up, so I had the opportunity to recite it this time.

"Nursery rhyme?"

The puppet was thoughtful.

"Yes, this should also be considered a story, right?"

Jenkins asked.

"Of course, this is a story, a very good story! Does it have a name?"

"Who Killed the Mockingbird?"

"Good, good, very appropriate. Although the story is simple and short, it is indeed a good story."

The puppet muttered to himself for a while before signaling Jenkins to start the next story.

"Ten little black children, running for food; one choked to death and could not be saved, ten only nine left.

Nine little black children, sleepless at night and really tired; fell asleep and died, nine only eight left.

......

Two little black children, sighing under the sun; sunburned to death and roasted to death, two only one left.

One little black child, returning home alone; hanged himself from the beam, not one left."

This is what Jenkins memorized when he was reading detective novels. There are many such famous dark nursery rhymes in the last world, but he can only remember these two. In order not to damage the reputation of the "fairy tale writer", such nursery rhymes cannot be spread outside, and it is just right to pay the puppet as a reward at this time.

"Another nursery rhyme? That's great, very interesting."

The paper with the puppet's mouth changed again, now it was a crescent-like dark red line.

"Very interesting, this is a great story. Okay, customer, you have paid for the goods, they are yours now!"

Jenkins said nothing more, the mental pollution caused by the fake shop has become more and more intense. He grabbed his things and walked quickly to the door.

"Look forward to your next visit!"

The puppet did not forget to say so behind him.

"I don't look forward to it at all."

Pushing the door open and going outside, the Thousand Eyes Priest still looked like he wanted to eat Jenkins just now.

Still keeping his upper body naked, the eyeballs embedded in his back also fell out of his flesh and climbed to the position of his shoulders. The man opened his hands and rushed towards Jenkins under the stairs, and dozens of eyes were opened to the limit.

Section 351 Chapter 346 Vision and Eyes

Jenkins stood there without any tension, holding the metal block in his coat pocket with his left hand, and raised the spear with his right hand, then took a step and rushed towards the man.

"Ha!"

With a low shout, the two men faced each other on the fifth step. In an instant, the magic eye and the spear hit their targets.

The thick energy column pierced Jenkins' right arm, and the strange abilities of other magic eyes continued to play a role. But the spear was accurately stabbed by Jenkins and pierced directly into the heart of the Thousand Eyes Priest.

B-02-3-8810, a life spear with a slight price. The genuine product can allow creatures to have a longer life, while randomly damaging two of the senses of taste, smell, hearing, and vision.

The fakes bought from the counterfeit store can only increase the life span by one month after being hit in the heart, but the corresponding price to be paid has also become a little smaller, only one of the hearing and vision needs to be paid.

The spear hit the heart of the Thousand Eyes Priest accurately. He did not expect that Jenkins not only did not dodge his attack but also took the initiative to attack.

"Do you think you can kill me like this?"

He was confused for a second, and the ability of rapid regeneration began to heal the heart injury. The fake spear turned into ashes and fell to the ground. He said something mockingly, but before he finished speaking, he felt that the light around him seemed to be weaker.

Jenkins, who was stared at by dozens of magic eyes at the same time, also felt bad. Just when he was wondering whether the 1 in 50 chance was right, the pupils of the eyes on the opposite side became dim at the same time.

He was happy in his heart and subconsciously reached out to heal the injury. But then he remembered that his ability had just evolved.

He touched the green ability light spot with his spirit, and as the spirit flowed, a faint green smoke emerged from his body. He directed the smoke to approach the injured part of the limbs, and in the numb feeling, the flesh and blood began to regenerate at a very fast speed.

The Thousand Eyes Priest was blind, and luck was still on Jenkins' side this time. With a 1 in 50 chance, he won the vision for the first time. Captain Binxi mentioned to him that all the magic eyes of this cultist have vision, which can provide him with additional vision. At the same time, vision is linked to the ability of the magic eyes themselves.

So, Jenkins came up with an interesting idea: If the eye is blind, will the effect of the magic eye still appear?

"Divinity can be saved again..."

Thinking of this, Jenkins smiled. In the coat pocket that he couldn't see, the cat also laughed.

The man with his upper body naked finally discovered that it was not the light that was disappearing at all but something wrong with his eyes.

"what have you done?"

"you guess!"

He waved his hand, and silver pieces of light flew out from his fingertips, and this time they finally hit the person opposite. He wailed and knelt down. The magic eyes on his body were eventually damaged due to the loss of vision. At least one third of the eyes turned into thick water and fell downwards from his body.

Some of them were strange objects, and their disappearance caused a large-scale spirit to be thrown into Jenkins' body from the void. After experiencing various events today, experiencing five fatal 31st days, and experiencing all kinds of unbelievable events, he finally reached level 3.

The feeling of comfort in his body made Jenkins want to laugh out loud, but he held it back for safety because the man opposite him was still alive.

Perhaps due to carrying a large number of fatal beholder eyes all year round, the spirit of the Thousand-Eyed Priest is very tenacious. Unexpectedly, he did not faint immediately, but stood up with a roar and punched Jenkins.

Jenkins immediately hit back, holding his arms with his left and right hands, and the cold frost spread along his arms to his body.

The man didn't resist. Instead, he changed his fists into palms and grabbed both of Jenkins' hands.

"Hahaha, ah~"

He went completely crazy and opened his mouth in maniacal laughter. A dark python shot out of the bloody mouth and went straight to Jenkins' throat.

He had no time to react, and he couldn't resist when his hands were grabbed, but the cat had time.

Chocolate "Meow~" came out of its chest, holding down the snake with its left paw, and fanning its head back and forth with its right paw. Taking advantage of this moment, two vines stretched out from the void and successfully penetrated into the man's temples.

After everything was over, there was the sound of hurried footsteps above the basement steps. Jenkins hesitated and took away the wallet from the corpse, looked at it again, and found that the magic eyes belonging to the monster had exploded.

He smiled with satisfaction, hugged the chocolate that was playing with the snake, and left from the earth and stone door of the passage that was about to disappear.

From entering here to leaving, only two minutes pass in the physical world. It was crisp and neat, and Jenkins was satisfied with his action.

After meeting up with Miss Miller, the two hired a carriage to return to Jenkins' house first. Miss Audrey should visit later.

The man leaned on the carriage and looked up with a exhausted expression.

"No matter what, today is finally over."

Miss Miller did not ask what exactly he had done or how he had defeated the cultist.

"After all, you have already cycled through the 31st day of October five times. But I think this is a very valuable experience. Even gifters rarely encounter such magical things."

"Oh, please don't think of this as my luck. I don't want to spend such a tiring day again in my life."

He answered with a smile, unbuttoned his collar, and let out a long breath.

Because it was snowing, of course the two of them were riding in a box carriage. It was getting dark, and the gas lamps in the houses on the roadside shone on the snow through the gaps in the curtains.

A series of ruts and footprints appeared in this snow-white world, and the retreating carriage was quickly swallowed up by darkness.

Jenkins and Miss Miller sat across from each other, Jenkins' hat beside him. Lifting the hat revealed the cat hiding inside.

"Chocolate really helped me a lot today!"

He picked up Chocolate. The kitten was soft and fiddled with it twice with its front paws before it stopped resisting.

"Are all animals with extraordinary abilities so powerful?"

he asked again.

Chocolate's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"Not necessarily, it depends on the way to obtain extraordinary abilities. Using animal intelligence enlightenment potions to open the path to extraordinary abilities is the most unstable way. In fact, if the gifter wants to raise an animal companion, Usually, the ones chosen are those who are born with extraordinary powers. Feeding potions to pet cats like you is considered to be the least efficient..."

PS: To be clear, most magic eyes can be destroyed by eliminating vision. But the problem is that if you use a genuine spear, the spear will also be destroyed by the power of the magic eye. Therefore, there is no such method that can be used repeatedly. The church is aware of this method, but except for special circumstances, it is not willing to destroy special items of type B at will.

Chapter 352 Chapter 347 Why didn’t you tell me earlier?

Miss Miller looked out the window and her voice gradually became lower.

"Stop, please!"

She suddenly withdrew the Silence Charm, and then said loudly to the coachman.

Without even taking an umbrella, he jumped directly from the carriage onto the snow, and then ran away.

Jenkins was stunned, took out a one-shilling note from his pocket, asked the coachman to wait for a while, and then chased after him with an umbrella.

Due to the presence of footprints, he easily found the lady. She didn't run far, and she was at the intersection of another main road after passing through an alley.

At that three-way intersection, in addition to the sealed fruit stalls and closed shops on the roadside, there was also a dark carriage parked.

A middle-aged man with a severely burned face was holding an oil lamp and sitting on the carriage floor. The dark carriage door opened towards Jenkins and Miss Miller.

The snow was still falling from the sky, and the coachman's brown hair was already covered with a layer of frost. He didn't care about this, he just looked at the two people in front of him.

"Guest, do you want to take a car?"

The voice was calm and calm, but the whites of his eyes were a little scary.

Jenkins stood next to Miss Miller holding an umbrella, and turned to look at her. The latter's face was obviously hesitant, but she quickly became determined.

"Can you wait a moment? I want to take the bus, but now I need to go back and get my luggage."

"Can."

The coachman replied almost without pause.

Although he had always known about Miss Miller's travel plan, after she had given him so much help, the sudden separation still made Jenkins feel a little uncomfortable.

He returned to his home with Miss Miller, and after helping her carry her suitcase to the carriage, he returned to the intersection.

"Can you do me a favor? I'm going to trouble you again."

He took out the package he was going to send to his pen pal, Miss Mary, and handed it to Miller.

"My pen pal is also in Loen. Since you are going there, please help me see him off."

He smiled reluctantly, feeling a little sad at the sudden parting. After coming into this world, I don’t have many friends. If I don’t leave one, my number will be one less.

"Wait a minute, what are you thinking? Miss Miller is not dead!"

He corrected his thoughts in his mind, thought of the ritual that he spent almost all his savings to restore, and took out the spiritual magnet engraved with his real name.

"I also carry this, it can help us communicate over long distances."

Miss Miller put it away too, and left him the fateful MP's letters. There is no point in taking this thing away, so she might as well let Jenkins keep it.

After doing this, the woman looked at Jenkins angrily and said reproachfully: