The Master of the Strange Realm

"So, it's not Daddy who's missing, it's me who's missing?"

Thinking, he walked back to the alley, then climbed over the low wall and headed towards the second-hand bookstore on the other side of the street.

During this process, he kept the [Eye of Truth] open, but he didn't see any suspicious light.

The owner was still in the store, still drowsy. The parrot greeted Jenkins loudly again when he pushed open the door. Chocolate looked at the bird that could speak human language curiously, touched his kitten paw on the stitches on Jenkins' shoulder, squinted his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Welcome, guest."

The old man greeted Jenkins with a yawn and tapped the table with his fingers: "Is there a problem with the book? Sorry, we don't accept returns."

"Go ahead, what are you going to do?"

Jenkins asked at the door, not daring to get too close this time. The owner of the second-hand bookstore has a black aura, and the cautious great writer dare not take risks.

"I'm just a used book seller, what else can I do?"

He shrugged, "You walked into my store, picked your own books, and paid your own bills. If you encounter any problems, you should ask yourself."

"Where exactly is the outside?"

"Who knows?"

"If I pray to the righteous gods now, what do you think will happen?"

"Nothing will happen, you can guess, right? This is no longer a material world."

Jenkins took a breath and slowly exhaled. He had just tried to contact Miss Miller in Rune with a projection ritual, but it didn't work at all. He realized this at that time. Even so, being pointed out directly by the used bookstore owner still made his heart sink.

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Thinking about the dilemma he was facing, he suddenly asked:

"If I can give you some sin coins, can you tell me the situation here?"

"Oh?"

The bookstore owner raised his head unexpectedly and adjusted his glasses: "Of course, please come in, would you like some tea? I can also prepare some snacks."

The tone immediately became warm.

Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief, shook his head, and stepped back step by step, "I still have some things to do, we are not in a hurry." After saying that, he ignored the shopkeeper's expression and walked out with his cat in his arms. In fact, his sin coins had been used up in the last funeral. He just wanted to test whether it was those strange special items that were causing trouble, or the strange abilities of the gifter. As it turned out, it was indeed those numbered items. Walking back to the street again, the empty city was indeed not suitable for living. He looked at the shopkeeper through the window for a while, turned around and walked towards the direction of the church. There was no one in the church, and the offices were all empty. Walking into the underground steps, the Gate of All Things still stood there, but there was no spiritual light. Touching it gently with his hand, he found that it was just a metal plate that looked like the Gate of All Things, and it didn't even have the ability to open. "Is that really the case?"

There are still many flaws in this city. Except for the items Jenkins carried with him, all other special items disappeared; the sun in the sky does not move with time, and time is frozen at a certain moment; the city has a few boundaries, which probably covers the West City District and part of the East City District of Nolan City. When he crosses a certain boundary, he will appear from the other end of the city.

The only place with aura is the sky. On weekdays, Jenkins never points his eyes there, because the aura of the sun will make his eyes hurt and cry. The aura of the sky here is large pieces of black, and it will produce an inexplicable sense of fear if you look at it for a long time.

Although the time in the city is frozen, the human body will still change with time. When the pocket watch showed five o'clock in the afternoon, the chocolate and Jenkins' stomach coincidentally made a sound.

"Let's go eat something?"

He rubbed his temple and closed the book "Old Times". The badness of this poetry collection was far beyond his expectations. The person who wrote this thing even misspelled some words.

But even so, there seems to be nothing strange about this poetry collection.

I casually pushed open the door of a high-end restaurant on the street. The gas lamps were still on, and several expensive musical instruments were scattered on the high table in the middle of the restaurant.

Clang~

The sound of metal falling on the floor came unexpectedly from the direction of the kitchen. Jenkins was stunned, and then realized that there was someone else in this ghost place!

The black robe was shrouded in the water-like waves, and the man's face and height changed strangely. He didn't know who he would see in a while, but since there was a possibility of a fight, he must not let the peace-loving writer appear.

When he walked to the wall, he found the light spot representing the gifter, and it looked very familiar. He patted the little head of the chocolate to make it turn pure white, and deliberately coughed loudly, and then pushed open the door of the back kitchen.

"Mr. Black Cat, long time no see!"

A black-haired man was sitting on the kitchen floor without etiquette, and the hem of his coat was casually covered with dust on the floor. This was a middle-aged man in his forties, a typical West Coast race of the mainland, with a high nose bridge and a round face, making his appearance unrecognizable.

He was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, but the left glass lens was broken and was barely held together with some tape.

When Jenkins pushed the door open, he was putting a piece of bread into his mouth with his right hand, and all kinds of food were around his body.

"Oh, you are..."

He looked at the stranger in front of him in surprise, and then immediately noticed the snow-white cat:

"You are Mr. Candle!"

"Yes, I didn't expect to see you here. Why are we talking here? The table outside is spacious, I think you should be able to provide me with some food."

"Oh, okay. God, I didn't expect you to still favor me!"

Mr. Black Cat should have been trapped here for a long time. Although his clothes and hair are still clean and there is no odor on his body, the exhaustion that can't be concealed can still prove the bad situation this gentleman encountered.

The place where the two talked moved to the dining table against the wall outside, just under the brightest gas lamp.

Jenkins picked some things that Chocolate liked to eat and handed it to it on a white porcelain plate. Under normal circumstances, he would not do this, because high-end restaurants do not allow pets to enter.

"Oh my god, I'm really happy to meet someone who can talk to me. How did you recognize me? I don't think I've ever revealed my identity at our gatherings."

"I have some special abilities."

He answered vaguely, using a table knife to handle the food on the plate. These things will not rot easily because of their own fixed time: "But don't worry, this will not affect you."

"I'm not worried."

The middle-aged man waved at him: "I don't have any relatives or friends in Nolan City, so I'm not afraid even if my identity is exposed. Besides, whether I can get out is still a question."

Jenkins nodded and asked with concern:

"I remember that at the last party, you said you wanted to leave Nolan City as soon as possible. Yes, I thought we would never meet again in this life. May I ask why you are here? Oh, I accidentally entered a second-hand bookstore and came here after I came out."

"It's almost the same for me. I originally planned to leave from the Nolan City Railway Station. Before getting on the train, I was worried that the journey would be boring, so I asked the carriage to stop and bought some detective novels in the second-hand bookstore on the street to kill time on the train. I didn't expect..."

He unbuttoned his collar and shrugged at Jenkins.

"I think you are referring to the old bookstore with the parrot."

"Yes, I think you also understand that guy is the culprit, but no matter what method is used, he can't tell us how we should go back."

At this point, the black cat paused:

"Oh, I think you also bought a book there. Remember, as long as the book is not completely damaged, we are immortal here."

"Did you try it out?"

Jenkins was a little surprised. He didn't expect Mr. Black Cat to be so active. To try this out, it is not a simple matter of luck. He must have great luck and courage.

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"Oh, no, no, of course not."

Mr. Black Cat shook his head: "I just came a few weeks earlier than you, it's impossible to test such a thing."

As he said, he pointed out the window again: "There are more than just the two of us in this city. You are not the first living person I have met. According to the information exchanged, this place should be part of a strange thing. The old bookstore will appear randomly in a city, and only the gifted will be chosen and captured by it. Every time the location of the old bookstore changes, the place where we are now will also change. Now the old bookstore is in Nolan, so this is what Nolan looks like."

"So the earliest victim you met lived in that era?"

"Probably in 1083 of the universal calendar."

"This era?"

"Yes, oh, Mr. Candle, no You should be so surprised. "

He swallowed the food in his mouth hurriedly and wiped his hands with a wet towel beside him:

"I think you should understand that even if the body is immortal, the human spirit will die one day. This is recognized in mysticism. Therefore, except for some races that are already long-lived, most people who stray into this place will give up thinking as time goes by and eventually become pieces of meat that can only breathe. Most of those who are still active in this city are the gifted who entered after the second-hand bookstore appeared in Nolan City. "

Jenkins suddenly realized: "Then is there a difference between everyone's books?"

"They are all ordinary books. If you want, you can go to that bookstore and buy another one. Countless people have tried in the past, but the way out should not be here. "

Then, the two of them kept silent and ate quietly. Jenkins thought about the information he had obtained so far, and suddenly realized a problem:

"Every creature that enters will have an old book, but why does Chocolate..."

"Meow!"

The cat who was eating with his head down suddenly cried out. Jenkins looked up and saw a man in a windbreaker passing by the restaurant in a hurry. He obviously noticed the two people eating, but he was unwilling to greet them.

"Don't pay attention to him."

Mr. Black Cat said: "This man was very arrogant when he first came, and he had a conflict with some people and was beaten badly. He seems to be a member of a cult..."

The man thought for a while and nodded to Jenkins: "Someone recognized that the magic he used was the unique magic of the [Gear King] sect."

"Is he a member of the Gear Craftsmen's Guild?"

"Yes, he used the secrets of his sect to exchange secrets with the predecessors here, although it was not worth much. I remember he said that his organization was looking for a steam device made by the 10th era civilization underground in Nolan City. It seemed to be able to assist in calculating something. I don't remember it very clearly... It seemed to be last week. Sorry, I don't pay much attention to time recently."

He smiled apologetically at Jenkins: "Including me, there are about 7 people who suspect that the things underground in Nolan are the cause of all this, so we went to take a look together. As a result, the underground mine tunnel only extended to halfway and then disappeared, just like this city with only a part. Now think about it, I was also confused at the time. How could the things underground in Nolan be related to the old bookstore that moved throughout the material world?"

This strange thing seems to have never been discovered by the Orthodox Church, because no matter which era the gifted person entered, he could not tell its number. But this place is not just a prison. According to Mr. Black Cat, every once in a while, some extremely strange creatures will appear from the sky and randomly prey on the people trapped here.

But this process only occurs during the period when the old bookstore does not exist in any corner of the material world. This also shows from one side that it drifts between reality and illusion during that period.

And those predators are most likely higher creatures sealed in the subspace, just like the corpse python encountered in Beldiran.

Mr. Black Cat is probably a relatively optimistic person. When he talked to Jenkins about the current situation, he only showed a little worry. When Jenkins asked him what his current plans were, Mr. Black Cat's answer was somewhat surprising:

"Plans? I know I don't have the ability to escape from here, so I can only seek help from people with hope. Come with me after dinner, I'll take you to see someone. He is the one I mentioned, the senior who entered here in the year 1083 of the universal calendar."

"He has blue alien abilities?"

"Alien abilities?"

Mr. Black Cat asked back in surprise: "No, no, no, even with that kind of strange ability, humans are still just humans. That is a real alien creature, yes, just like what we heard in mythology. Can you imagine, Mr. Candle, when I first saw him, I even thought I was crazy!"

After dinner, Mr. Black Cat took Jenkins along the avenue eastward and finally stopped in front of a high-end club. He looked around for a while before leading Jenkins in.

If it were in the real world, the membership fee for such a club would be very expensive, but now everything is free, except that there are no chefs and waiters.

The stranger lived in a VIP lounge on the second floor of the club. According to Mr. Black Cat, he usually didn't like to interact with strangers. If he hadn't carried a token related to a strange alien race, Mr. Black Cat would not have been able to get to know him.

"You should understand that his temper is very strange, so I'm not sure if he can like you. But it is undeniable that this is indeed an elder with great wisdom, even if he looks very young!"

As the two walked up the magnificent spiral staircase, he whispered a warning.

Chocolate's original attention was on the crystal chandelier, but his little nose suddenly twitched a few times, and his beautiful amber eyes shifted upwards.

"I understand... Are there any other details that need to be paid attention to? I think this alien creature will have some habits that are different from humans."

"Mr. Salamanda is easy-going and has no strange habits."

The two of them were tidying up their clothes and hair in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass mirror at the entrance of the second floor stairs. Jenkins originally wanted to use Mr. Black Cat's wooden comb to help Chocolate comb his hair, but Chocolate almost scratched his face.

Knock, knock, knock~

The two stood in front of the door of the lounge, and Mr. Black Cat knocked gently.

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"Is it Mr. Black Cat?"

"He also calls you Mr. Black Cat?"

Jenkins asked quietly standing behind him.

"Names have no meaning to me."

Mr. Black Cat also explained in a low voice, but the owner of the room had better hearing.