The Master of the Strange Realm

The man was obviously stunned and touched his nose: "Such a generous customer? Of course, how much life do you want? Life is not valuable. Since you are the first customer in this era who wants to trade with me with sin coins, I can make it cheaper. How about one sin coin to add 30 years to your life? This is a great discount!"

30 years of life is really beyond Jenkins' imagination. He thought it would be at most ten years. But the preciousness of sin coins is self-evident. He is not going to die soon, so he has no idea of ​​using sin coins to exchange for life for the time being.

"Can I ask, what do you want sin coins for?"

The merchant finally smiled on his stiff face, but he did not intend to answer Jenkins' question.

"Two blasphemous seeds in exchange for your answer."

He still did not answer.

Jenkins could only shake his head regretfully. Of course, the answer could not be obtained so easily.

"Apart from life span, will you sell anything else? You should have a lot of precious items, right?"

"Sir, I am a professional life span merchant, I don't sell anything else."

Jenkins nodded slightly, took a few steps towards the merchant dressed in all black, admitting that he had relaxed his vigilance against him.

"Will you sell your abilities?"

He remembered the black sacred series abilities sold by the conductor in the train's strange world.

"What abilities do you want to buy?"

Sure enough.

After thinking about it, I now have a total of two free ability bubbles. One of them is reserved for [Blessing of Books], which is a long-awaited ability. Then the remaining one can be bought from this B-series humanoid extraordinary. After all, if you miss some abilities, you may never see them again in your lifetime.

"The ability to see the real name of the flesh."

"10 sin coins, any kind of sin coins will do."

The merchant stretched out two hands to Jenkins, with a total of ten fingers.

Jenkins' expression froze, and he touched his chin with an embarrassed smile:

"The ability to see the lifespan of the body."

"10 coins, just blood coins."

"Even if I don't use gold pounds, I'm still a poor man."

As he thought, he took out five complete green coins from his pocket and showed them to the merchant.

"I know that your actions in the material world are also subject to rules. Look, I only have these, what can you sell me?"

"5 coins? It seems that you are really a very wealthy person. But what I need more is blood coins. If it is a seed of blasphemy..."

This sentence reveals a lot of information. Different special weird things/supernatural things require different sin coins.

"I can't sell you the complete ability, but the incomplete one is no problem. Please make a request. I have most of the abilities related to lifespan."

"Lifespan?"

He frowned and thought of something.

"【Undead】."

"Oh, this is an interesting ability. Which 【Undead】 ability do you need?"

The wind in late autumn was slightly cold, and the humid air in the cemetery made the cold wind piercing. The fog gradually thickened, after all, this place is very close to the large factories in the suburbs.

Jenkins felt that he had grasped something, and he thought of an incredible possibility.

"The ability of the savior at the end of the era."

When he said this, his heart beat more strongly.

Section 383 Chapter 378 Asymmetric Transaction

"Savior?"

For the first time, the businessman's expressionless face showed a thoughtful look.

"You really like to surprise me. I think you are also the most unique customer in my long career as a businessman. But, this is really, ha, sorry."

He shook his head without explaining the reason.

Jenkins naturally understood that such information could never be obtained so easily. He just wanted to give it a try. Anyway, he didn't ask for gold pounds.

"Then I want to know the ability that requires [the ashes of illegal longevity people]."

"One coin is enough. That ability only increases life by 10 years, but the price is huge. It's better to trade with me."

In an instant, the extremely absurd truth appeared in front of Jenkins: the ability pursued by the cultists turned out to be wrong.

"But how is this possible?"

He couldn't accept this result. Are all the people in the [Life Sharing Alliance] hopeless idiots?

But thinking that the savior is almost equivalent to one-ninth of a god, this seems to make sense. The twin demons were able to obtain the correct ritual by relying on the great master and the powerful world of unknown location-magma hell, and what virtue and ability do these mortals have to know in advance the ability to open the shortcut door to becoming a god.

"Is there a difference between these two abilities?"

"Of course, you should know what the savior means? This [undead] is recognized by the world, and the latter is just a mortal in the 9th era, based on the former. The two have the same name because something happened in the 13th era, and someone privately..."

He closed his mouth, and this secret past came to an abrupt end.

Jenkins hated people who spoke halfway like this the most, but he had to admit that he could never beat him.

"These five sin coins are in exchange for all the information you can tell about the savior [the undead]."

"I am just a lifespan merchant. I have already sold my abilities to you to the limit. We must not interfere with matters related to the end of the era."

His hand was still holding the tree trunk, and the black on his body formed a sharp contrast with the white mist around him.

Jenkins was silent for a long time, looking at the coin in his hand, thinking that he couldn't give up this opportunity. He didn't want to deal with those weird humanoid monsters, and the opportunity to meet humanoid supernatural beings again might never come again.

"So, what can you sell me? If you can't do anything, then cancel this deal."

"No, no, dear guest, please be patient."

He immediately stopped Jenkins from leaving, "Do you have the ability of the green life system? I can evolve it into a higher ability."

This is possible, Jenkins nodded, and released the soul emblem.

The merchant leaned forward, squinted his eyes and observed carefully for a while, then took a breath of cold air.

"Oh, this is really... sir, it turns out... haha, I didn't expect that... there really is... world..."

He suddenly became incoherent, waving his hands and trying to retreat, but soon stopped.

"If you can't evolve soul abilities, just say it directly, is it necessary to do this?"

Jenkins thought.

The black-clad lifespan merchant coughed violently:

"If that's the case, then let's talk about the issue of [Undead]."

"But..."

"I've changed my mind. This is totally fine."

Without waiting for Jenkins to react, he stretched out his waxy yellow right hand and the green coins flew directly into his hand.

"[Undead] is an extremely special ability that requires certain qualifications to hold a ceremony. Five sin coins will allow me to make a very undetailed explanation in one of three aspects: the qualifications for holding the ceremony, the specific content of the ceremony, and the role of the ability."

Without giving Jenkins a chance to interrupt, he stretched out three fingers at Jenkins.

There was no need to think about this. Jenkins blew a sigh and exhaled a white mist directly due to the low temperature.

But it didn't seem to be that cold just now. Could it be because of the appearance of the merchant in front of him?

"Qualifications for holding the ceremony."

He chose the first option. In fact, both one and two were fine, so he just chose it at random.

"To possess [Immortal], at least one must have immortality. It is not because of this ability that one becomes immortal, but because of immortality that one is recognized by the world."

"And then?"

"That's all."

He shook his head: "Speaking of these things is against the rules. Ordinary people need to abide by the rules, and so do we. If not..."

It seems that everyone who knows important information likes to speak halfway in such places.

"So, what did that gentleman come to you for?"

Jenkins asked again.

Perhaps because he had just made a "big deal", the businessman was relieved this time:

"It's just an ordinary business, using half of the sense of taste and future friendship and love in exchange for 3 years of life. This is a very profitable business, but Mr. Kevin only has one year to live, so he had to agree to the deal."

"What disease did he have?"

"Oh, dear guest, I can see the life span of humans, but that doesn't mean I'm a doctor."

Jenkins nodded to show that he understood, and the black-clad businessman immediately waved to the surroundings, and the thick and exaggerated white mist immediately gathered around him.

"Then goodbye, generous guest."

"I want to..."

"Goodbye, guest."

After saying this, the white fog gathered faster.

"Do you know your number in the Orthodox Church?"

He asked at last.

"Oh? Probably B-12-4-7777, who knows?"

He took off his hat to Jenkins and the thick fog completely enveloped him. When the fog dissipated, the tree and the black-clad businessman disappeared.

"So the tree is also part of him?"

After the businessman left, the visibility around immediately became higher, and even the biting cold was relieved a lot.

He walked forward quickly on the dead grass. There was nothing where the tree originally grew, just a flat land. He rubbed the soil with his boots a few times, but there was no trace.

Thinking carefully, Jenkins paid five sin coins, but it seemed that he got nothing. A feeling of being cheated could not be suppressed and surged into his heart.

He scratched his hair and stood there for a while before moving back to the funeral site.

From a distance, a row of long tables can be seen. There are some cold dishes on the white tablecloth. It seems that the Kingdom of Fidictli still has the habit of providing buffets at funerals.

Section 384 Chapter 379 Punishment

The familiar guests stood together and talked about things. Mr. Pisco's relatives and friends were still near his tombstone.

Jenkins was curious about what would be engraved on the tombstone of this selfless gentleman, but he didn't go over to join in the fun now.

Professor Burns stood alone at the table with empty hands, looking at the crowd. Jenkins deliberately bypassed Mr. Kevin, a musician who was whispering with a young woman, and walked around a big circle before walking to the professor.

"Would you like something to eat?"

The professor asked politely. Jenkins shook his head and noticed that his tie was dark blue, with a strange pattern embroidered with black thread on the exposed part.

"Something happened."

He said absent-mindedly, wondering whether it was worth it for Mr. Kevin to exchange his life for something in the future.

"What did you encounter? I heard from Oliver that as long as you go out, you will most likely encounter unusual things. We all think that this is a test of you by fate and sages. Throughout history, those ancient people who were able to create great achievements all experienced..."

The professor expressed some unique views on fate. Although Jenkins did not listen carefully, he kept nodding his head in agreement.

When the professor finished speaking, he told what happened just now, and did not hide Mr. Kevin's affairs.

"Oh, I know this!"

The professor said excitedly in Jenkins' ear:

"It seems that your luck is really good, the number is correct, B-12-4-7777, the death merchant under the dead tree. If the gifter can meet him, it is definitely lucky! Even if it is not a numbered item, as long as the item contains spirit, he will collect it, and it is good to extend life for a few days."

"Lucky? Why do I feel that all abnormal events can be encountered by me."