The Master of the Strange Realm

"Fly back automatically?"

He thought in his mind, first injecting a small amount of spirit into the dagger, placing it on the dining table, and then jogged a few steps to the living room. From a distance, he saw Chocolate standing in the dining room looking at him like a fool.

"Here comes the sword!"

Chapter 490 Chapter 483 Monocle

Jenkins shouted in amusement to himself, and at the same time he concentrated on sensing the dagger. As expected, it flew into his hand with a whoosh, even though Jenkins was panicked for a while when the dagger flew towards him.

"Not bad!"

He was pleased with the weapon.

Among the large number of special numbered items, excluding information, location, event, and those that don’t know how to classify, there are actually not many items that can be held.

And among them, there are still a large part of them in various messy forms, such as wind chains, glasses, keys, etc. Therefore, no matter which one in the ABC series, the weapons are very rare.

More importantly, special items that can be numbered have the property of [indestructible] in most cases, which makes special weapons even more precious. Jenkins had only seen one before today, and it was "exploded" through killing people in the train mystery.

"Maybe I could get a holster and strap it to my leg."

He thought happily and temporarily put the dagger back into the box.

When Jenkins wasn't paying attention, Chocolate went over and sniffed it, then showed an uninterested expression.

Compared with this dagger, the gift-monocle is a bit complicated. Jenkins summoned it from the spiritual immersion and took a long time to put it on - because the monocle does not have clips or temples, this thing is purely clamped by muscles, which is a skill that requires Behavior, and therefore, the monocle is not actually an everyday item. In Jenkins' view, it is more like a decoration.

In short, before putting it on, Jenkins was full of joy that it had the ability to see through, so that he could see whether people were carrying weapons such as pistols and bombs at any time.

But nothing happened after putting it on. He closed his eyes and looked at the chocolate. It was still the cat. He then turned to look at the wall aside, which was also the ordinary wall with the oil painting hanging on it.

"......What does it mean?"

Looking at the lens from the side, it should be a flat lens without power, but Jenkins really can't figure out what it can do:

"Could it be that it can automatically adapt to the wearer's nearsightedness/farsightedness and adjust its own curvature?"

He thought in horror, subconsciously looking to one side again, this time towards the window.

"Huh? The fog disperses so quickly."

While thinking in surprise, he closed his right eye and opened his left eye again. There was still that heavy fog outside the window.

"I understand, the purpose of these glasses is to see through the fog!"

This is of course a joke, because there are rarely gifts with such simple and useless functions. But inspired by the phenomenon just now, Jenkins made some bold attempts and initially discovered that the function of monocle is to maintain the field of vision.

To put it simply, the vision of the eye wearing this pair of glasses will not be affected by external factors. That eye will also have the ability to withstand strong light, see through fog, dark vision, underwater vision, etc.

"Is it useful?"

He thought to himself that he was glad that when he went out soon, he wouldn't have to worry about hitting pedestrians coming from the opposite direction.

Due to the heavy fog, there are even fewer pedestrians in early winter mornings when it is not suitable to go out. As the weather gets colder, most people have restricted their activities indoors. But in fact, the situation in Nolan City is better. The winter in Loen in the far north is truly unsuitable for human survival.

When we arrived at the antique store, Dad was yawning and sitting in the rocking chair reading the newspaper. He didn't seem to be affected by sleeping late last night, but Jenkins almost had the word tired on his face.

"Good morning, Dad."

"Good morning, Jenkins. Didn't you sleep well?"

He looked over the newspaper.

"Yes, I have been thinking about things related to the vampire race all night. After all, the alien demon that appeared last time caused a huge accident in Nolan Parish."

As he spoke, he waved his right hand in the air exaggeratedly. Infected by his father's yawn, Jenkins also yawned and put down his coat, hat and chocolate. The cat walked to the side of the counter on catwalks, then lay down on the mat prepared by his father and rolled up into a black and white fur ball.

"Is there any new news?"

"Not yet. Divination and channeling have been greatly hindered. The current idea is to find the young people who blocked the alley. The purpose of the wall is obviously to prevent pedestrians from discovering the abnormality of the alley. After all, there is another alley One end is mostly covered by the signboard of a goldsmith’s shop nearby, so just block one end.”

Having said this, Dad put down the newspaper in his hand and said:

"I want to give you some warnings. Remember that the incident was only discovered by us, but it has nothing to do with our own work. Don't get involved easily, it is very dangerous!"

Dad is probably worried that Jenkins will get involved in big trouble, but in fact he himself is unwilling to get involved:

"I understand, sir."

The topic about vampires ends here. Because he wanted to make Jenkins forget this matter as soon as possible, his father took advantage of Jenkins to start sorting the shelves and started a new topic:

"I heard last night that you rescued two knights from the Church of the Sun and Justice?"

"Yes, I heard that they encountered a strange place, and the female among them was attacked by a unicorn."

"This is really a rare thing. You know, there has not been any clear sighting of a unicorn so far in this era."

"Maybe there will be one soon..."

Jenkins thought while wiping the vase. He planned to find time to summon the beautiful unicorn again. The two sides needed to communicate.

Although there is already a skeleton warhorse as a means of transportation, you have to know that unicorns have the ability to fly.

"Why are they still staying in Nolan? The five local churches should not like these people who cause big trouble, right?"

He asked casually, fearing that his father's answer was to find something.

"I haven't inquired about this matter carefully. It is said that they are helping to investigate the follow-up situation of the Witch House, which can be regarded as compensation to the local area."

"Didn't they already perish?"

"But before they perished, those people were like a mother spider, weaving a big web with the silk thread of conspiracy. The church needs to find other people who are also in the web, such as some city hall staff, new nobles or suspicious personnel in the military. This can be regarded as the end of the incident. Therefore, only two people are needed to assist. This is not a big deal. Of course, it has nothing to do with you, please remember this!"

PS: I looked up information when I wrote this chapter, and then I knew that the fixation of monocles depends on the muscles of the eyes. I admire those who wear monocles.

Chapter 491 Chapter 484 Sustainable Investment

Knowing that Jenkins repeatedly assured that he would never get involved in such dangerous things, Dad shook the newspaper and picked it up again to read. Not knowing which part of the content he saw, he added:

"Too many things happened last month, but most of those illegal cult organizations were severely damaged by various incidents related to the New God believers. For example, the Gear Craftsmen Association, we have not found new bacteria infected people for half a month. They probably had to hide under the pursuit of the [Church of Creation and Mechanics]."

"They should be digging something underground..."

Jenkins knew about this, but he couldn't... Hey, why not?

"I remember that when I disappeared yesterday, I seemed to have heard about this! The purpose of that group of people coming to Nolan was to find a steam machine buried deep in the underground mine of Nolan City!"

"Then don't forget to write it in the report... There are too many things buried underground in Nolan, and the Orthodox Church still has people exploring it. In fact, we will find at least one special item every year, which is also the most stable source of special items in the parish."

Dad didn't care about this matter. He muttered and stopped talking, focusing his attention on the newspaper with a strong smell of ink. Just like he said, both of them were just semi-civilian staff in the field.

Affected by the foggy weather today, the antique shop didn't have its first customer until noon. It was a young girl who spoke timidly, and seemed to want to buy a gift for her father who was about to have his birthday.

Under the instruction of his father, Jenkins went over to receive her, and magically it took less than ten minutes to persuade her to buy a glass-based enamel snuff bottle that had been on the shelf since Jenkins first came.

The smoothness of the process seemed to make the father discover something new. After the female guest left, he stared at Jenkins until he felt uneasy and wondered if he had done something that might be exposed recently.

The boring working hours lasted until three o'clock in the afternoon. Although the fog dissipated a little at noon, the visibility in the city was still not very high. Seeing that there was really no business today, the father agreed to let Jenkins leave early, and Jenkins happened to have to deal with some of his own affairs.

"Meow~"

Just after pushing open the door of the antique shop, Jenkins turned his head to say goodbye to his father, and Chocolate couldn't stand it anymore and desperately drilled into his collar.

The air was filled with a stronger smell of burning than usual, and even Jenkins had to cover his nose.

"What's burning? Oh, I'd better take a carriage!"

The truth is that the low pressure from the ocean area and the wind direction of the continent together caused the exhaust gas emitted by the steam factories around the city to form a cycle in the city. This kind of weather will last for about a week, so Jenkins' plan to resume equestrian training in the spring is an extremely correct choice.

He first took the chocolate who didn't want to show his head to inspect the implementation of Viscount Augustus's legacy in the city. In fact, Bishop Palod had arranged these things for him very well, but Jenkins thought that since he had taken Augustus's legacy, it would be better to do some of it himself.

At about six o'clock in the afternoon, Jenkins, who had almost walked around the city, asked the coachman to drop him off at the nearest alley, and then summoned the black robe again.

He walked to the traveler's bank, and happened to pass by the watch shop on the same avenue during the process.

This store experienced a major incident on the 31st of last month. The owner was brutally murdered by a writer, so the store is now closed.

The doors and windows were nailed shut with wooden boards, and then sealed with police seals. This kind of shop on the main road is very valuable, but at least before the matter of the Gear Craftsmen Association is over, the church will never allow it to be occupied by others. They are still waiting for the aftermath of the damage to the gift to dissipate so that they can perform divination and spiritual communication here.

Jenkins, who was wearing a monocle and twisting his head, had a sudden idea and blinked his eyes. He actually saw three gifters standing in the sealed shop. The level of these three people is quite high, and most of their abilities are divine abilities. This is a very standard configuration of gifters of the Orthodox Church.

"Could these people be the gifters from Mr. Craftsman's Church?"

He thought about it, but thought it had nothing to do with him, so he walked away with his hands folded like an ordinary passerby.

Jenkins' "Recyclable Mineral Investment that Will Not Hurt Anyone" project is currently going very smoothly. During his stay in Beldiran, he did not handle this matter at the bank in the capital out of caution, but the person who sent the money did not mind at all.

Recently, he comes to the bank every evening to analyze the remittance data carefully to prevent accidents. But apart from the increasing number of scattered accounts receiving remittances, and the gradual trend of spreading from Elderon as the center, there is nothing worth noting.

This is of course a good thing, because the more funds in the account, the more "holes" Jenkins can allocate and fill. He carefully considered for a long time before deciding to open different accounts under a new identity and continuously transfer the current funds in the account to create the illusion that the funds are really flowing and profitable.

"I'm a genius!"

The smoothness of this matter made Jenkins feel a little flattered. He was confident that he would never be exposed before the cultists at No. 13 Green Avenue in Elderon were arrested.

In fact, the address that caused all the trouble has been sending letters to "Miss Fabry" to express his love recently. Jenkins, who didn't know how to respond, could only carefully inquire about the situation on the other side while copying some sentences from his fans' letters to reply to him.

This was quite effective. According to the account records and recent letters, the resident of that address trusted Miss Fabry very much and invested a considerable amount of money to support the mining business.

Of course, for now, this has also benefited the other party a lot.

Since Miss Audrey had sent a letter in advance, inviting Jenkins to have dinner with her before the class tonight, Jenkins went directly to Miss Audrey's house after leaving the bank.

She was still the same, but she specially prepared food and plates for Chocolate, which made Jenkins very appreciative.

During the dinner, the two only talked about Jenkins' recent experiences. Of course, she also knew about the suspected appearance of the vampire yesterday.

Chapter 492 Chapter 485 Alien Gifter

"Did Mr. Oliver see it?"

Miss Audrey asked softly.

"I don't think so. Dad said he hid directly in the wall."

Jenkins answered honestly, and his eyes saw Chocolate sticking his head out to look at something.

Today's astronomy class is still about divination as usual. Of course, the first step is to check whether Jenkins has successfully read those books during the trip.

Until the end of the class at 11 o'clock, their progress has not yet reached the operational divination, but still remains in the study of theory and history. But at least Miss Audrey told many interesting stories, mostly about how ancient fortune tellers played themselves to death step by step.

Maybe her purpose is to tell Jenkins that deliberately manipulating fate will only be manipulated by fate; but Jenkins still thinks of the more superficial aspects - divination has always been a very dangerous behavior.

Miss Audrey's divination course time is not fixed, because she also has a lot of things to deal with. After agreeing on the next class time and being notified by Miss Audrey, Jenkins did not leave immediately, but inquired:

"Excuse me, has the church invited you to divine the alley where the suspected vampire appeared?"

"Not yet. This city does not belong to the hermit, so I will not rashly participate in this matter."

"So, do vampires have the power to interfere with divination?"

He was very interested in the inquiry, and planned to go to the second floor of the Secret Library to read the books recommended by the professor when he had time.

"It's hard to say..."

Jenkins originally wanted to ask Chocolate, who was playing with the life orb, to leave, but Miss Audrey seemed to have something to talk about, and signaled him to sit down and listen:

"I think Mr. Oliver must not have mentioned what kind of power system the intelligent races other than humans have."

She said with certainty.

"Indeed, no... Aren't they born with extraordinary powers? I think they should also be able to use spirits to construct rituals and manipulate special numbered items."

"No, no, no, although most of the Gifters think so, in fact, the Gifters are not limited to humans."

It took at least three seconds for Jenkins to fully understand this sentence:

"You mean, they also have the upgrade system and ability system of the Gifters?"

Jenkins was stunned. He used to think that those aliens were just humanoid intelligent creatures with special abilities.

But in this case, what is the basis for judging the "alien" ability of blue species, and do humans have a special meaning in the world?

"Surprised, right? I was also surprised at that time."

She nodded at Jenkins, leaning back slightly on the cushions of the sofa, and the light of the gas lamp on the wall fell on the woman's face.