The Master of the Strange Realm

She said this, but she had to rely on Miss Miller's support to stand still. No matter how you look at it, it's all excessive blood loss.

Miss Miller hurriedly stopped her bleeding, while Jenkins took off the coat without the right sleeve and put it on her body. He looked at the old man again and stretched out his left arm with flames attached to it again.

This time the target was still selected according to Miss Miller's instructions, and the specific process was similar to the last time.

The change in temperature was very obvious. Miss Kingsley, who had lost a lot of blood, was still shivering with cold even if she put on an extra layer of clothes.

Jenkins and Miss Miller were still bleeding like they were in the first round. A drop of blood from the former caused the ghost spark to burn with strange blue flames. The latter lost more blood, but it didn't seem to be serious.

This time's strange situation is not very difficult for Jenkins, who is suspected of cheating, and Miss Miller, a high-level benefactor, but their companions are a little more difficult to deal with.

"I'll be fine."

Probably due to some restrictions, she did not summon the ice archer again, but reached for the flower pot like the two people just did.

The sleeves were soon torn into pieces by various attacks, and the weak arms inside quickly transformed into ice. But even so, the fierce attack still almost shattered her arm, and she could only withdraw.

Biting her lip and wanting to try again, Miss Miller held down her arm:

"Dolores, that's good. You've done a great job."

Her tone was gentle and slow, and for some reason, Miss Kingsley's eyes suddenly turned red.

"Leave it to us."

Although she is shorter than Miss Kingsley, Miss Miller looks more like a mature adult at this moment.

Jenkins felt that this scene was weirder than the ugly plant on the table, but he wisely did not point it out.

Then Miss Miller and Jenkins worked together to take out the ordinary pot of plants in the center of the table. The cost of doing this was that Jenkins's sleeves were completely gone, and his arm was scratched with blood by a flying leaf. But thanks to this blood stain, the remaining plants were eager to fight for the dripping blood, so the two were able to successfully take out the flower pot.

The restriction that an ability can only be used once made the last operation almost fail, but this time luck was still on Jenkins' side.

"The spirit flower will directly increase the capacity of the spirit after being swallowed. Ordinary people with talents will transform into gifters, while ordinary people without talents will eat up their stomachs."

While introducing, Miss Miller looked at Miss Kingsley worriedly.

The girl smiled miserably at the two of them, took the knife and was about to open the wound again.

This time it was Jenkins who stopped her.

"There is no certain death in the strange world, but if you still want to water it with blood, you will be dead."

"But M. Poirot..."

"Please listen to me."

He took off his thermal cotton vest again and handed it to the girl, "Miss Miller and I are at the same level as you."

He blushed a little, but he didn't stop talking.

"But our luck is much worse and we have experienced many strange situations. This time's strange situation may seem dangerous, but it is really commonplace compared to previous encounters."

Having said this, he glanced at the old man cautiously, and seeing that he still had no expression or anger, he continued:

"Recent events have made me understand that all mortals are mortal, but death must be divided into whether it is valuable or not. If you die here, you will definitely have no value."

"But......"

The man interrupted her forcefully again:

"The qualifier of the rules is you have to bleed, it has to grow."

Miss Miller also played the double act with Jenkins. The two of them had experienced many strange situations, and they already knew what to do:

"Hercule is right. There is no necessary relationship between the two. As long as our blood is not involved, it does not violate the rules. You only need to drop a drop of blood here."

After saying that, Jenkins and Miss Miller each pulled Miss Kingsley's arm, and the other drew blood from the wound that had not healed just now. Kingsley was manipulated by the two of them like a doll, but he didn't feel any grievance or unwillingness at all, and even wanted to cry.

"actually......"

Miss Miller stretched out her right hand and placed it on the flower pot. Rich green light seeped out from the palm of her hand. This was her new ability [Promoting Growth]:

"My abilities are not systematic. In addition to making a living as a detective, I also worked as a gardener for a period of time."

"Yes, me too."

Jenkins also stretched out his left hand and pressed it on the other side of the flowerpot. The spirit of life formed by [Healing Breath] became even more prominent in this strange situation.

The flower in the pot grew slowly but surely, with five flower buds stretching out, and then blooming into tender pink buds, but the final flower was black.

It is a kind of black that is particularly eye-catching, as if it is a black hole. The moment you stare at the petals, you will feel intoxicated and trapped inside.

There was some movement of wind in the dull dark house. Turning around, a white door of light appeared between the two sealed windows.

Chapter 391 Chapter 386 Beads and Flowers

"Can we leave?"

Seeing the exit appear, Jenkins turned around and asked the old man. The sudden wind blew his beard up, but he didn't mind at all.

"Can."

“Can the remaining plants be taken away?”

He pointed to the remaining plants on the table and added: "If I let them all grow."

Miss Kingsley stood up with Miss Miller's support and tugged at Jenkins' clothes uneasily.

"Monsieur Poirot..."

Maybe she thought Jenkins' approach was a little greedy, but Jenkins knew very well that this was the rule of the Deception. Better performance should lead to better rewards.

To everyone's expectation, the old man, who had been maintaining the same movement, slowly bent down and made a movement similar to a bow.

There was an explosion in the air, and after a brief sound, the oil lamp in his hand exploded into pieces. Three green seeds flew out from the last firelight and landed between everyone's eyebrows in turn.

"I have an extra blank ability position."

exclaimed Miss Kingsley.

Jenkins and Miss Miller, who were used to seeing big scenes, were not so surprised. What they were concerned about was why did the old man give the reward directly before Jenkins took action?

She couldn't care less about thinking so much. Although the excitement briefly restored Miss Kingsley's energy, she soon became sluggish again.

Jenkins held the flowerpots, Miss Miller supported the girl, and the three of them entered the door one after another.

An old sigh came from the dark room. There was no one around the table, but the six flower pots left on the table were filled again.

There was a sudden crack in the wall facing the door. There was no masonry visible inside the gap, only dense golden and black runes overlapping together.

A round green bead fell out of the gap, and its emerald green surface reflected the white light coming from the door.

Due to the force of its fall, it continued to roll forward after hitting the ground. Then, following the steps of the three people, they entered another world.

The light door disappeared, and in the dark space, only the plants were swaying gently.

"Meow~"

The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley, and Julia held the handkerchief in her hands and looked at the wall anxiously.

The cat on the roof refused to come down despite calling several times, but then it suddenly meowed and jumped down.

At this moment, the man seemed to step out of the void. After hearing the cat meow, he didn't even need to raise his head. He turned sideways and let the cat land lightly on his shoulder.

The clothes on his body were in a mess, and his two strong white arms were exposed in the snow. Although she didn’t know why she was holding so many flower pots, and she didn’t know why the cat could predict the appearance of a man in advance, Julia couldn’t control that much.

"Miss!"

She jumped down from the carriage and ran towards the three of them.

I don’t know how much time has passed outside, but the snow has already reached my feet.

In the carriage, Jenkins and Miss Miller sat in one row, Julia and Miss Kingsley on the other. Opposite Jenkins was the young lady. They both stretched out their hands and held each other's hands. The green breath surged out of Jenkins' body, and then entered Miss Kingsley's body through the linked arms.

The evolved ability can no longer only heal physical injuries, but can even cure anemia.

The man was wearing a somewhat small women's trench coat. The buttons of the trench coat were made of sterling silver and there were some tassel decorations. The windbreaker could not cover her arms, and her fair skin put the three ladies present to shame.

Miss Kingsley, who looked slightly better, seemed to want to express some opinions on Jenkins' skin problem, but was stopped by Julia, who knew her character well.

When he boarded the carriage just now, Jenkins subconsciously inserted his hand into his pocket, and as expected, he touched an unfamiliar ball. It feels like glass, but it's not cold but rather warm.

Since it is a projection state at this time, the bead is still in the pocket at this time.

"about there."

He let go of Miss Kingsley's hand and let out a long breath. Using abilities in this state consumes too much spirit. If he hadn't obtained new spirits through the treacherous realm, he would almost not be able to hold on.

"Thanks you."

The girl also retracted her hand, her face slightly red. It was the first time for her to have such an intimate activity with a strange man, but when she saw that the man opposite didn't show any strange expression at all, she felt that she was being sentimental.

"Thank you very much this time, Miss Miller and Mr. Poirot."

She solemnly thanked you again, "You will be the Kingsley family's forever friends."

"It's nothing, but please don't do such dangerous things in the future. Next time, no one may be able to save you."

Miss Miller warned with a straight face that her purpose of establishing an intimate connection with the girl in front of her had almost been achieved.

Dolores Stuart showed an embarrassed expression, lowered her head and saw the six pots of flowers. Without hesitation, she picked three of the Flowers of Spirit and handed two of them to Jenkins and Miss Miller.

The two looked at each other without being polite, and then put the petals in their mouths.

Compared with the white flowers that Jenkins had eaten once, the spirit flowers tasted significantly better.

"It's a little sweet, and it doesn't make you sick to your stomach."

Of course, the amount of spirituality it can increase cannot be compared to that of a flower girl's flowers. But it’s all for nothing, so there’s no need to complain.

Chocolate has been lying on Jenkins' knees, staring at the flower pots under everyone's feet. Jenkins knew what the greedy cat was up to, so he kept stroking it with his hands to prevent the cat from escaping.

"This is my first time experiencing a strange place. This kind of place is really too dangerous."

"Yes, even demigods may die in the strange world, but the harvest is always satisfying."

Miss Kingsley nodded, and saw that there were still two flowers left in the pot, so she bent down and picked them all.

She handed one to her maid:

"Julia, are you willing to accompany me on this difficult road?"

Her expression was very serious, and Jenkins could not judge whether it was right or wrong to do so.

He turned his head towards the window and looked at the dim streets and the exotic street scenes. Although it was snowing, the moonlight could still shine down. This ice and snow city was beautiful, at least the avenue was beautiful.

She glanced at the two women opposite.

Julia nodded firmly, stuffed the black petals into her mouth, and then swallowed them with an exaggerated movement.

Chapter 392 Chapter 387 Friends and Friends

In the real eye, the white-green spiritual light fell into the stomach and then quickly spread to the whole body. The spiritual light was very faint, but it still firmly gathered in the shape of a light spot in front of the maid.

Although it has not been fully formed, it should be successful.

"Congratulations on entering the extraordinary."

He congratulated softly.

The maid was stunned, she herself did not feel anything yet. But a few seconds later, light spots and bubbles appeared in front of her.

Miss Kingsley's expression was very complicated. She probably didn't know whether it was right or wrong to do this.

There was still one spiritual flower left in her hand. This plant was not a special item with a number, and it would be useless after a certain period of time. Looking at the three people who fell silent in the carriage, she suddenly laughed.

"Cat, do you want to eat?"

She actually sent the flower to Chocolate!

The kitten was never polite to people other than Jenkins. It stretched its head forward, and the petals in Miss Kingsley's palm disappeared.

It chewed with satisfaction, and its tail swayed.

"Miss Kingsley, you are really..."

Jenkins was stunned.

"It doesn't matter. I have always liked this kind of cute pet, but it is not allowed to be kept at home. This should be an extraordinary creature, so cute."