The Master of the Strange Realm

"Oh well."

He felt that what he said now was not too surprising, after all, the more surprising thing was yet to come.

"In the ancient times, it was more troublesome for the gods to come to the material world than it is now. Although the great ones are omnipotent, they have to take into account the impact of their powerful power on the material world. In that era, the church inherited a special way To guide the gods, that is to cultivate the gifters who can become the body of the saint from an early age, and let them learn three specific chain abilities. These three chains will occupy all the ability positions from level 0 to level 8. Only in this way can they be able to become saints. Let the gods be brought into our world in the way of saints.”

After observing the expressions of everyone present, Miss Miller was thinking normally, Miss Stuart just had to write the word "shocked" on her face, and Julia squinted at Jenkins.

Seeing that Jenkins also noticed her, he quickly looked away.

"For reasons that no one knows, all three chain abilities have been lost, and my friend only mentioned the names of two of them. But there is a saying that if someone can master these three in our era, , can directly bring the gods to the world without any preparation."

"This...I think it's better not to talk about those great people."

Miss Stuart said softly, she seemed frightened. Unlike unbelieving "freaks" like Miss Miller, the residents of this world generally maintain a great reverence for the gods.

"It's nothing, we didn't comment on the greats, we just talked about some history."

He said gently and touched Chocolate's head. The latter glanced at him suspiciously and continued to play with the orb.

"Can the authenticity of these things be determined?"

Miss Miller asked.

"To be sure, I think at least 80% of it is true."

"Then these things are really interesting. The change of the era also has an impact on the gods... No, it should be that the world is changing, and the power of the gods will not be harmed by time. Maybe our world is also growing. , so the era changes and the vicissitudes of the sea can withstand more power from the great ones in this era..."

Jenkins didn't expect this. All he cared about was the relationship between Hathaway and the chain ability. There was a vague realization in my heart that the mysterious realm was a fragment of space, so where did it break from?

Miss Stuart did not dare to participate in the conversation between the two. She lowered her head and pretended to look at the food on her plate, wondering about the origins of her two friends.

When she met the two of them, she had already begun to investigate their origins. There is no problem with Miss Miller's identity, as she said - an amateur detective.

But it is definitely wrong for her to call herself a level 2 benefactor. During the conversation with Miss Miller, it is obvious that this person has great knowledge in the field of occultism. If she hadn't fully understood her past, Dolores Stuart would have even wanted to ask her to be her teacher.

Chapter 449 Chapter 443 Luen’s Scam

Miss Stuart listened to her friends talking relaxedly about the great people, while continuing to judge these two people in her heart.

To her, Mr. Luo was even more mysterious. There is no past, no present, no way to predict the future. He himself is like a huge mystery, and even the servants placed in this mansion have no way of knowing how he comes here every time.

Although this strange man claimed to be 21 years old, he looked very young. He was equally well-spoken and a man as intelligent and astute as Miss Miller. There is also a strange temperament about this person, which seems to belong here, but also seems to be incompatible with everything...

Chocolate glanced at Her Royal Highness, but quickly lost interest.

"But Mr. Poirot seems to know a little bit about everything. The last time he taught him etiquette, his understanding of the monetary system was even more profound than that of his father's advisers."

Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at "Mr. Polo" who was still discussing esoteric occult knowledge with Miss Miller.

"As expected of Mr. William's friend. If possible, I think Mr. William will become the best finance minister of the kingdom. His mathematics... Oh, I heard that Mr. William also received the Ph.D. The Rhett Prize of the Kingdom of Dicktory, I will soon see his appearance in the newspaper. If he is half as handsome as Mr. Poirot, he will be an almost perfect gentleman. "

Thinking of this, my cheeks felt a little hot, so I quickly picked up the spoon and took a careful sip.

She knew very well that Miss Miller and Mr. Poirot must be much higher than herself. They are rich in knowledge, outstanding in ability, and extraordinary in appearance. They are the most standard image of "mysterious benefactors" in Miss Stuart's mind.

Under Julia's reminder, although I occasionally thought that they were deliberately getting closer to me. But Dolores trusts her intuition in making friends. She can always feel the hearts of others inadvertently. This can be regarded as the inherited power of the eternally noble Stuart bloodline.

Miss Miller's mind is like a densely packed number, which looks complicated but is actually quite pure; Mr. Polo's mind is like a calm lake, and the surface of the lake is the purest color, which means that this is also a very simple and pursuing pursuit. people.

"Maybe I should preemptively confess who I am."

She thought silently, raised her head again, and found that the cute cat raised by Mr. Poirot looked at her with a slightly meaningful look.

After lunch, the four of them went out of the city together, and then walked back to the city from another direction. Miss Stuart provided each person with a mask to hide their identity.

The location of the illegal auction was located in a large factory on the west side of Loen City. This factory is one of the steam factories responsible for urban heating. The factory area is very large, so it gives illegal people an opportunity to invade.

According to the information, the four people carefully climbed over the railing and entered the selected factory building. When they stepped into the selected factory building, dozens of people had already come in scattered.

This factory building was used as a warehouse, and spare parts for repairing steam furnaces were piled up. One of the men in a black cloak and boots stood on the furnace of an abandoned steam furnace in the corner of the wall, holding a small suitcase in his hand.

He was the auctioneer today, and the box contained the auction items.

The four people entered one by one, and they stood very scattered. Because they were wearing heavy coats, chocolate was also convenient to hide in their arms. After Jenkins chose his position, he quietly observed everyone present, but unexpectedly found that most of the people present were ordinary people, and there was no spiritual light in the suitcase containing the auction items.

"My eyes are broken? That suitcase can actually block my eyes?"

He thought in surprise.

But things were even more outrageous than he thought. When the auction officially started, the copper ring in the suitcase was taken out and displayed, but Jenkins still did not see the spiritual light.

A second after he suspected that there was something wrong with his eyes, he realized that this was not a special item at all.

According to the gentleman who called himself Oswicky, the copper ring he held was a special metal with elasticity. When the gifted person injected the spirit, he could freely control the size of the copper ring.

In front of everyone, he put the copper ring on the handle on the side of the steam furnace. As the copper ring continued to shrink, the iron furnace handle was completely pinched off with a sound that made people's teeth ache.

Mr. Oswicky also "randomly" selected several gifted people who participated in the auction for experiments, and they all achieved the expected results.

During the whole process, Jenkins only saw Oswick's ability light spot emitting light.

"One liar, three agents, and the rest are ordinary people..."

This is the first time he has encountered such a thing, and the current situation is that except for the three people who came with Miss Stuart, the rest of the participants are all scammers.

This is really a very innovative way of fraud. I think Oswick must have spent a lot of thought to lure Miss Stuart into the trap.

Thinking of this, he looked at Miss Miller who was standing on the steel not far away. She nodded slightly at Jenkins, and she thought she also found something wrong.

"Sorry, I have some questions!"

Jenkins suddenly shouted loudly.

"Please speak!"

Oswick carefully put the copper ring back into the suitcase, and then let Jenkins ask questions.

"Excuse me, is the origin of this thing innocent? None of us want to get into trouble, so we hope it's not stolen goods."

"Don't worry, sir. This is what my friend got during a strange adventure in the spring. He recently wanted to move to the warmer Kingdom of Fidictli, so he entrusted me to help auction it to raise funds for the move."

"So, the church has no record of this item either?"

He continued to ask.

"Yes, sir, there is no doubt about that."

Jenkins nodded, and saw that Miss Miller was already casting a spell, so he needed to delay for some time.

"Please forgive my curiosity just now, but this is a big business after all. Mr. Oswicky, how do you want to trade this item, barter, or directly exchange it for cash? Can it be foreign currency? I only came to this place from the Kingdom of Fidictli in the second half of the year, so I still have some gold pounds in my hand. If your friend wants to live there, I think he must need these."

"Of course, I accept the currencies circulated in the three major kingdoms."

He had a smile on his face, and it seemed that he thought the business was about to succeed. Miss Stuart was very confused now. She didn't understand why Mr. Polo asked such a question, because they had already discussed the transaction process on the way here.

Chapter 450 Chapter 444 The Sudden Stop of the Train

"But there is a big problem now!"

Jenkins continued. It was very cold in the factory warehouse. He was eager to solve the problem here and return to the warm room: "I think you also know that after the winter, the exchange rate between the gold pound and the crown is constantly floating. If we trade, which currency's purchasing power level should we refer to? I think no one wants to suffer a loss, and I don't want to harm your interests."

"If you really want to buy, you can decide."

"That's great, thank you for your generosity. I think we can..."

He didn't need to continue, and invisible fluctuations broke out from the tip of Miss Miller's right index finger. The ordinary people who belonged to the scammers and the lower-level gift recipient collapsed to the ground one after another. Jenkins pounced on another gift recipient and knocked him out with a punch. When the man fell to the ground, his shoulders and the left half of his body were covered with frost.

"What do you mean by this!"

Mr. Oswicky screamed, and instead of fighting back, he wanted to retreat. His level was exactly the same as Jenkins, but he only had five abilities.

Julia had understood, and she took Miss Stuart's hand and retreated to one side. Miss Miller raised her right hand like a pistol, and shook it slightly, and only five people were left standing.

A shrill cold wind blew from the door of the warehouse, and Oswicky leaned against the wall with his back, like a helpless old dog. This person is definitely not a normal-growing gifter, otherwise he would have started to fight back now.

"It's a very creative scam. I think you are sure that my friend Miss Kingsley can't find out all this."

He saw the princess and her servant approaching from the corner of his eye, so he motioned Miss Miller to continue:

"It's interesting that you are very confident that the four of us can't see through the scam. I think, if you are not crazy, then someone must have revealed all the information about Miss Kingsley to you."

Miss Stuart also understood everything, and from her face, it can be seen that she has even guessed the possible culprit behind the scenes.

Jenkins and Miss Miller don't need to deal with the rest of the matter. The group of scammers with unique ideas will get the punishment they deserve. After this incident, Jenkins believes that the three princesses will cherish their friendship with Miss Miller more. After all, Miss Miller is trustworthy.

"Is this a part of Miss Miller's plan?"

He suddenly thought of this, looking at the figure of the short lady walking in front of him, and felt that she would not be such a person.

Opening his eyes from the train compartment, the compartment can only see some afterglow of the sunset. If he doesn't eat for a day, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of the passengers in the same compartment, so he had to give up the sumptuous dinner from Miss Miller and return to the shabby train.

Since the underground adventure that day, Chocolate has been in very good spirits. According to Jenkins' observation, its sleep time is shortened by 32 minutes and 27 seconds every day, which has never happened since he adopted the cat.

"Is Chocolate in estrus? But it's winter now..."

The cat showed a dangerous look and rubbed its front paws on Jenkins' pillow.

During dinner, Jenkins and the passengers in the same compartment talked about the recent weather, and at this time, it began to snow. By the end of dinner, the snow had become heavier.

Although Chocolate had never been fond of snow, under Jenkins's coercion, he stood at the window with him to watch the snow scene for a while. At this time, it was still a long way from Nolan City, and it was unknown whether there was snow in Nolan.

He grabbed the window frame with his right hand, stretched his left hand out of the window and pointed his palm upward. But there would be no snowflakes falling on his palm at all, because the speed of the train was too fast...

He planned to complete the reading task assigned by his father on the train tomorrow, and he had the last 37 pages left. Jenkins fell asleep quickly towards this matter. But it seemed that he had just closed his eyes, and the train suddenly stopped.

The huge inertia caused the suitcase leaning against the side of the compartment to hit the desk opposite with a bang, and the lady in the same compartment also screamed, and the sound seemed a little dull through the wooden boards between the compartments. Chocolate used his claws to grab Jenkins's quilt to prevent it from being thrown out, and at the same time made a dissatisfied meow.

Its eyes were particularly bright in the dark. Seeing that Jenkins had woken up, it lay down next to the pillow again.

"Damn, what happened?"

He picked up the pocket watch next to the pillow, opened the cover, and the dim moonlight from the window showed that it was eleven o'clock in the evening.

He did not leave his compartment immediately, but carefully opened the Eye of Truth to observe the surroundings. After finding nothing unusual, he got up from the bed, lit the kerosene lamp behind the door with a match, shook his wrist, and then opened the door with the cat in his pajamas.

All the kerosene lamps in the corridor of the carriage were lit, and the brass-colored lamp body and the slightly bright and soft light made people feel at ease unconsciously.

But the passengers in the VIP compartment were very irritable now, and the corridor was in chaos, and everyone was complaining loudly. Standing in the front was an old gentleman in pajamas and a middle-aged man with his sweater on the wrong side. The two surrounded the conductor on the left and right, while the young man in uniform covered his forehead and loudly comforted everyone.

He almost fell asleep in the chair just now, and the sudden stop of the train caused his head to hit the hard back of the chair. In the competition of hardness, both the back of the chair and the head paid the price.

"What happened?"

He asked in a low voice to the middle-aged gentleman who walked out of the box next to him. His name was Adams Nellie, and his destination was also Nolan City. It was a coincidence that this gentleman was the actual owner of the Silver Jasmine Opera Company. Due to the accidental death of the previous director, he needed to deal with some things in person.

Mr. Nellie of course recognized Jenkins, and the two had a warm conversation for a long time after dinner. Jenkins thought that although he knew nothing about opera, he was indeed an excellent businessman.

"I don't know, traveler, I just fell asleep. I've been in so much trouble lately. The doctor even thinks I'm suffering from neurasthenia. Not sleeping so late is simply murder to me!"

The middle-aged man was indeed in a bad mood, and the servant who followed him also looked worried. He himself was not a top businessman like Mr. Suarez Rodriguez. Most of his assets were placed in the troupe. Once the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe had problems due to the death of the troupe leader, this gentleman would definitely go bankrupt.

PS: Mutual recommendation: "The Endless Tomorrow of Eastern Redemption", author: Jie Dao Avilux.

Quite interesting Chewan fan fiction, with a serious style, a clear stream among the dirty guests, now has 1.8 million words. The author is an old author in the Qidian fan fiction era, and he is quite capable.

Introduction:

I have nothing...

But I still can't get rid of it...

Only hatred and anger are left...

Then... let me embrace the spiral of contradictions until destruction...

-Neo Avilux (Touhou Gensokyo work)

Section 451 Chapter 445 Detective novel

Those who have money to buy VIP carriage tickets are definitely not ordinary people. The dissatisfaction of the passengers gradually reached its peak as time went by. The conductor finally arrived here before further riots broke out, and he brought bad news to the passengers:

"Gentlemen, ladies, please be quiet."

He had to shout to suppress everyone's voices.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but I'm afraid we have to stay here for a night before we can continue our journey. Yes, there was an avalanche in the small valley ahead, and we had to make an emergency stop. I promise everyone that we will be able to deal with these troubles before 8 o'clock tomorrow morning."