The Master of the Strange Realm

He muttered in Chinese to entertain himself, then tapped the pavement with his cane and laughed to himself.

When we passed Spencer Square again, half of the circus tent had been dismantled. He stopped and looked for a while, and in the morning he realized that the circus people no longer wanted to get involved in what was going on here.

Carefully avoiding the naughty children, I looked at everything in the city with sighs. Turning around, there were many pedestrians gathered on the other side of the fountain in the square.

A man wearing a high black hat and a thick beard was standing on a bench outside the fountain. Jenkins walked closer and heard his words:

"...Yes, gentlemen, oh, and ladies, this invention is definitely the greatest. It surpasses the concepts of all civilization creations and has epoch-making significance. You must believe that in Hundreds, even thousands of years from now, people will remember this year and me and my invention driven by the power of steam..."

“The inventor is soliciting investment?”

Jenkins thought to himself, a little curious about what he had invented, so he took the impatient cat closer.

"look here!"

The middle-aged gentleman screamed loudly and used his black cane to lift up the canvas next to the bench. Some young people also smiled happily and helped.

PS: I have updated the information chapter again. Interested readers can take a look. If there are any errors or omissions, you can tell me in the book review area.

Also: In order to prevent spoilers, there will be no additional notes after the special items in the expansion. Only type C gifts will indicate the holder.

Another one: Asking for votes during the Chinese New Year.

Chapter 438 Chapter 432 The Thief

At last the machine beneath the canvas was revealed, and the crowd erupted in murmurs of amazement.

"This is definitely an epoch-making masterpiece!"

The inventor still thinks so and takes the initiative to introduce his work to the onlookers. First, he started the old-fashioned steam engine fixed on the strange platform, stuffed a shovel of coal into the furnace, waited until the white steam emerged from the seams of the pipes, stretched out his arms and bowed to everyone, and then walked to the wooden platform. center.

"Look here, all we have to do is this and bend down..."

A structure similar to a pommel horse is attached to a long stick, which is fastened to a wooden platform. The middle-aged gentleman first used shackles to fix his feet to the floor, then leaned down on the pommel horse, stretched out his hands and bent down, squirming downwards with effort, and then pulled the two copper-colored ones that were also on the wooden platform. Pull tab.

"Look!"

He pulled up the two tabs with force, and with the dull sound of chains and gears, the steam furnace also emitted choking smoke, forcing the crowd to retreat. The policemen on the side of the square also noticed the situation here and stood on tiptoe trying to figure out what was going on here.

The entire device began to operate, and the wooden stick under the pommel horse continued to extend until the man's feet and hands were off the ground. There were shackles on his feet and circular chains on his hands, which prevented him from being pushed up.

"Oh, did you see that?"

he shouted excitedly.

"But what's the use?"

someone shouted.

"I named it a height increaser. As long as I continue to use it every day, my body will be able to adapt to this stretched state, thereby increasing my height. I only need an investment of 100 pounds now. .....”

Jenkins didn't hear the next words because the roar of laughter drowned out the man's voice.

"The police department should support him because this is the best instrument of torture!"

"If you have money to invest in this thing, why not go to Eldron, the City of Thousand Trees, to help Miss Fabry!"

"The Church of Creation and Mechanism should come out and take care of it. This is an insult to the word 'creation'!"

People started to boo, and then a new round of laughter erupted. The middle-aged inventor maintained a strange posture and argued loudly with those who could hear his voice, but he soon fell into a disadvantage.

Jenkins has also considered investing in emerging creations, especially since a large sum of cash will be delivered to him in the near future. His top priority is the bicycle. After all, he once drew one, but the material of the tires still needs to be considered.

He walked around the square with the cat for a while, and had to leave on the right through the Avenue of the Arts in Vasilen because he had to avoid the flower girls. I also bought a newspaper during the period. Since it was already afternoon, the price of the morning newspaper was extremely cheap.

“Where should we go for dinner?”

I still had things to do in the evening, so I told the nun at my residence that I would be back before ten o'clock. When eating in the city, it is natural to find a high-quality and low-price restaurant, but since Hathaway, Miss Michael, Bishop Strick, and Mrs. Caroline all have their own recommendations, it is also difficult to choose.

“It’s closer and pets are allowed…”

As he walked, he was thinking in his heart, and then he accidentally bumped into a little boy.

"Sorry, sir!"

He apologized quietly and ran back quickly. Without a second thought, Jenkins turned around and chased after Chocolate's meow.

He wasn't sure if his wallet had been stolen, but the fact that the little boy ran faster and faster made him gradually believe his opinion.

The boy's thin body is very agile and can find the most suitable position to pass among pedestrians. Although Jenkins was assisted by [Cat's Elegance], he was embarrassed to walk through the crowd in front of so many people by making strange gestures.

Of course, what's more important is that most of his money is in his underwear pockets, and his wallet is full of pennies and shillings for easy spending.

The boy quickly turned into an alley, and Jenkins pressed his right hand on the wall beside him and ran in.

This is a dead end. There is a high wall not far ahead, and the walls on both sides have no protrusions to climb at all. On the left side of the alley are some abandoned picture frames, most of which have been broken. On the right side is a mountain of large bags of garbage. The street outside is the famous Art Avenue in the capital, so the residents and shops are more civilized.

He blocked the entrance to the alley with his body and reached into his pocket with his right hand. Sure enough, his wallet was missing. He picked up his cane and swung it in the air. The sound of hissing through the air made his scalp numb.

"Don't let me beat you out!"

He shouted into the empty alley, snorted when no one answered, raised his hand and patted his cat. The cat crouched on Jenkins' shoulder with squinted eyes, extending its right paw and pointing to the corner of the wall.

He took a few steps forward and swung his cane. The boy screamed in pain and fell out of the air.

"Damn it, this invisibility spell can't attract the smell!"

He complained loudly and cursed with a heavy accent. After rolling around on the ground, he stood up, took a step back with his right leg, took out a dagger and pointed it at Jenkins, with an extremely fierce expression on his face.

"Damn ordinary people, how dare you hit me!"

Jenkins' True Eyes immediately discovered him. He was just a level 0 benefactor. It's just that he didn't know the boy's origin, so he didn't rashly reveal the fact that he was also the benefactor.

"I'm going to kill you, burn your body, and eat your cat!"

The boy waved the knife up and down in the air, but saw the young man holding the cane standing there with a calm expression.

"I don't care what trick you just used, give me my wallet back now!"

The fact that he had supernatural abilities greatly inflated the boy's self-confidence, but even so, when the man spoke calmly, he actually felt fear subconsciously.

"Damn normal people!"

A very thin white light shot out from the blade of the swung knife. But the speed was too slow, and Jenkins ducked with a flick of his neck.

There was a sound of metal hitting the wall behind him. Level 0 could only exert very little power, especially since the boy was now in a state of extreme panic: Jenkins raised the gun.

"I don't want to know what magic that was just now, but I really want to know if your trick can dodge my bullets."

"Don't you dare shoot here, there are police outside the alley!"

He threatened with a growling voice like a wounded beast.

PS: Suddenly I discovered that Jenkins has killed too many people recently, which is not very consistent with his image. But the author wants to make it clear that our protagonist is not a "good guy" in the traditional sense, and he understands this. Therefore, we can see his gentle treatment of the poor flower girl (referring to the ordinary person who was helped), and we can also see his fierce treatment of the thief boy who tried to kill him.

Although Jenkins knows awe, has a certain amount of compassion, is humble and cautious, and stands in the good and lawful camp most of the time, this person is definitely not the Virgin. I have always believed that absolutely good people are the most dangerous people.

His actions in recent chapters are not inconsistent with his own character.

Chapter 439 Chapter 433 Night Deal

Travelers and the Frost Moon's Beldiran City is much warmer than Noland, which is by the sea, but you still need to wear heavy clothing to keep out the cold. But the thickness of the clothes will not affect Jenkins' flexibility. He has enough confidence to deal with the boy in front of him.

"So, you want me to give it a try?"

Raise your left hand to open the safety catch.

"Okay, then just shoot!"

The boy continued without any thought of showing weakness. This is the law of street survival. The first person to show weakness must be the one who gets eaten.

Jenkins smiled, held the gun in his right hand, and waved to him with his left hand: "Give me your wallet back, and answer my question. We can pretend this never happened."

The boy looked at him for a few seconds before throwing the wallet at Jenkins' feet.

"Very good, my question is, what happened to the trick just now? It is indeed magical..."

"An old man taught me this because I gave him a loaf of black bread that he couldn't eat!"

The answer was given before the question was even asked, and it turned out to be a lie.

"So can I find the old man?"

"this......"

The boy rolled his eyes and put back the dagger he raised forward: "Of course, I think he will appear in the bar in front of Greenland Avenue tonight, the biggest bar."

"very good."

He bent down to pick up his wallet while still raising the gun, and the chocolate on his shoulder jumped to the ground.

"We haven't met, right?"

Jenkins asked softly.

"Yes, sir!"

The boy stood up straight and answered obediently.

Jenkins nodded again, closed the safety bolt again, lowered the muzzle of the gun and turned around, tilted his head to avoid the white blade-shaped light flying from behind, and turned around and a piece of light popped out from the silver band around his arm.

"You are too anxious."

He sighed, - moved the boy to the wall, and lifted the garbage bag to cover his body.

If the boy had not been so cruel in the end, he would not want to kill the boy. Such a thing would be directly sent to the police station, and the church would deal with such unregistered illegal gifters. But since he was really so cruel, Jenkins would not forgive him easily.

"Yes, this thing didn't happen today at all."

While muttering, he walked towards the alley, and Chocolate followed behind him obediently.

He had decided to get rid of all the troubles in Beldiran, so he would report everything he encountered today when he returned to the church in the evening. No matter what treasure, gangs or conspiracies, they have nothing to do with the writers in Nolan City, because he himself has faced too many things.

In the week that Jenkins left Nolan, it was not that nothing happened in Nolan City itself. The subsequent impact of the plague needs to be dealt with, and the various monsters that appeared in the battle of Evergreen Forest also need to be dealt with. There are even new illegal organizations that have come to the local area after hearing the news recently. These are all targets to be dealt with.

Jenkins has temporarily escaped from the vortex of trouble. He does not intend to get involved in any major events in the new city.

He took his cat to visit several art galleries, bought some postcards and other easy-to-carry souvenirs for his friends, and then walked into the restaurant recommended by Mrs. Caroline for dinner.

When the man and the cat were full, the sky gradually darkened. The sun in the distance was about to disappear in the sky, and the sunset made the tiles of the building opposite the restaurant reflect golden light.

Perhaps because of the change in light, the fog became thicker as night fell. Of course, it did not reach the level of Nolan City.

Since he came to Beldiran, it is impossible for Dad not to let Jenkins help do something. The transactions of antique dealers are hidden, and it is impossible to determine the purchase intention with just a few letters.

He brought some photos given by his father with him, and this time he had an appointment with a big businessman living in the capital. Once this deal was done, the commission that his father gave to Jenkins would be enough for him to prepare five big geese for Chocolate and himself at the end of the year.

The place where the big businessman Suarez Rodriguez met Jenkins was not a big manor or an expensive restaurant, but a rental apartment next to the Art Avenue of the capital.

The apartment has three floors in total. Except for the first floor and the basement, which were rented by the landlord and three other households, the other two floors were rented by the businessman for a long time.

The morning newspaper bought cheaply from the newsboy had news about this businessman. He recently obtained the development rights of a large mining area in the southeast of the kingdom. As for why this famous big businessman rented a house here, Jenkins didn't care much. He only cared about whether he could get the money smoothly.

After dinner, he wandered around the square for a while, and saw the gas street lights around the square lit up with the cat. According to the cardinal, Jenkins's suggestion has been passed on to those who should know. This is a very good idea, and it can even promote the installation of public facilities throughout the continent... as well as the rapid development of the advertising industry and the diversification of the missionary methods of the Orthodox Church.

When I visited, Mr. Rodriguez was already sitting by the warm stove, reading a book while waiting for Jenkins. He did not have the arrogance of a big businessman as imagined. On the contrary, this gentleman looked quite easy-going. He initially called Jenkins "Baron Williamite", but Jenkins strongly opposed such a conversation.

Dad's antiques are indeed genuine. In fact, except for the high price, Jenkins could not find any shortcomings in this business. Rodriguez probably thought so too, so after confirming that it was what he wanted, he discussed the price with Jenkins.

The two talked until eight o'clock in the evening before they preliminarily determined the price of this big business. After that, the businessman only needed to send his trusted men to Nolan City with the payment to escort the antiques back to Beldiran, and then the business would be completed.

This middle-aged man was very talkative, and he wisely avoided some sensitive topics about the church and the nobility. After signing the contract, he called the servant to get a bottle of wine, intending to celebrate with Jenkins.

Although Mr. Writer usually does not drink, the success of this business is indeed worth celebrating.

"How do you plan to go back?"

He shook his glass and asked Jenkins: "It's so late, do you need me to call a carriage for you?"

"Okay, then I'll trouble you."

Jenkins did not refuse, because he didn't know whether it was as easy to find a carriage in Beldilan at night as in Nolan City.

Chapter 440 Chapter 434 Hausen Manor

"It's getting more and more chaotic recently. I heard that there are also serial killers at night in Rodburg County. The last time I saw this news, it happened in the Kingdom of Cheslan... Speaking of which, it seems that since October, there have been such rumors from all over the continent."