The Master of the Strange Realm

In order to prepare candies for the children in church, he took his cat to the candy store. This store only sells candies and does not deal in expensive desserts, making it the most popular store among children on the street.

The price of sugar remains high, making good candies difficult for ordinary families to consume. Stores will not sell candies by weight, but will price them in units of pieces.

When Jenkins passed by a candy store in winter, he saw more than once children wearing cotton gloves lying in front of the window, looking longingly at the candies wrapped in colorful wrappers in the glass display window. This made some memories of the original owner suppressed. It kept coming to my mind.

Probably knowing that Jenkins would buy its share, the cat has been very well-behaved on the man's shoulder. He likes the smell of the candy store very much and keeps sniffing it with his little nose.

"Can I make you a suggestion?"

Walking past the aisles, Jenkins stood next to a waiter holding a paper bag.

"Of course, just say it."

The young man showed a gentle smile, his face was easy to like, and his short, fluffy brown hair reminded people of a harvest wheat field. The smile that is filled with happiness and joy is particularly harmonious with the festive atmosphere.

"If you're going to pretend to be a candy store clerk, at least wear a uniform like everyone else."

As he spoke, he pointed to the real clerk, who was a few feet away from the two of them, tiptoeing down the cartons from the top of the shelf.

"You see, even if you can find a way to make everyone who sees you think that you are the real store clerk, a strong-willed person like me will still be able to detect something wrong through this."

"No, no, you discovered me not just because of my strong will."

Even though there were others around, no one seemed to notice the strange conversation taking place here.

"Can you tell me your name and number? I'm curious about this."

The whole body is filled with dazzling aura, this is a walking [extraordinary]. Because he was not dangerous, it was easy for Jenkins to talk to him.

"Of course. The number and name given to me by the Orthodox Church is B-07-3-6411, the Happy Candy Giver. Hi, I like this name very much."

As he spoke, he stretched out his finger to point at the empty red wooden box on the shelf, and it was filled again with colorful candies.

"Look, if you can eat the candy I gave you, you will be lucky for the whole day. Of course, you can't be greedy, otherwise you will suffer disaster~"

He sounded like he was singing, but his tone was unflattering.

"You seem to be able to tell that I am different?"

Jenkins asked.

"Yes, although I don't have great power, my perception is very strong. For example...you have a guilty coin on you?"

Jenkins did have two coins in his pocket, which were the harvest from the last weird fake world incident. After buying "return tickets" for himself and his friends, these were the only ones left.

"Indeed, so what can you sell me?"

He reached into his pocket and showed him the two green coins in his palm.

"Looks like today is not only your lucky day, but mine too."

He smiled that relaxing and joyful smile again. The two of them walked to a corner to prevent others from being delayed while standing there talking. From beginning to end, no one noticed the strange conversation taking place here.

"In this era, it is rare to meet customers who use sin coins to trade. I can give you some discounts. I wonder, distinguished guest, what do you need more now?"

"Can...I'm sorry, I need to think about it."

He smiled sheepishly. He originally wanted to say "ability", but he immediately thought that he had no free bubbles for the new ability to exist.

Chapter 622 Chapter 610 Luck

The warmth and sweetness in the candy store made people happy, and even Jenkins, who encountered the numbered creature again, did not feel as nervous as he should have.

The humanoid in front of him seemed to have a good temper. Even if he didn't change his abilities, Jenkins wouldn't let him slip away.

"How about you tell me, what can I exchange for these two sin coins?"

The cat's eyes moved up and down as Jenkins tossed the coin, and then looked at the pocket of the man who was talking to Jenkins.

"I only have some candies in hand, but occasionally I add some 'surprises' to the candies I give out. I think you will be interested in these surprises."

As he said that, he picked up a gray bag from the corner that was thrown there like garbage. The bag was dirty and even had a black velvet patch on it.

"Look!"

He shook the object in his hand up and down so that Jenkins could hear the sound of candy clinking inside.

"You can describe your needs to me, and I will try my best to find suitable candies for you within the price range of two blasphemous seeds. If you don't need such customization, then a sin coin can let you find it at will. Take a candy in your pocket, but I won’t tell you the effect until you pick it.”

His eyes glanced at the cat on Jenkins' shoulder, and his pupils shrank sharply, but the expression on his face did not change at all:

"Ah, you don't need to worry about being deceived. Beings like us also need to abide by strict rules."

"I see."

Jenkins isn't worried about this, and he outlines some of the limitations.

"I need a brand new ability bubble."

"Sorry, the price of two blasphemous seeds may not be enough, but if you have two joy fruit cores, we can still discuss it in detail."

Jenkins didn't have that kind of thing.

"Do I need anything else?"

He asked himself, thinking about what he needed to face recently:

"So, you don't have the kind of candy that can make him unable to find anything abnormal even if he stands in front of the righteous god after eating it?"

The man standing in front of Jenkins looked at him puzzledly:

"Guest, are you kidding?"

Jenkins also felt that this request was a bit excessive. He looked down at the coin in his hand, picked up one with his left hand and handed it to the man holding the bag:

"Then I will exchange a candy at random, and hope that the hermit of fate will favor me."

Taking the coin, the man shrugged and opened his pocket to Jenkins. In order to set off the atmosphere, the gas lamps and candles in the candy store were very bright, but Jenkins couldn't see the contents of his pocket clearly.

He leaned forward and reached in, sliding and groping among some hard candies that were obviously wrapped in thin candy wrappers, and then took out a large piece of candy. It looked ordinary, and the candy wrapper felt a little rough.

"Oh, it's this~"

The man showed an exaggerated smile,

"Congratulations!"

He reached out and took out a colorful paper firecracker from the pocket, and gently pulled it, and the flying colorful paper flakes fell from the air like snowflakes.

Jenkins reached out and stroked the colorful paper flakes that fell on his hair. He was really not used to getting along with such people.

"What does this piece of candy do?"

"This is actually an interesting prank candy. Look, does it look like a mouse?"

No, not at all, it's just a piece of candy with an irregular surface.

"People who eat it will be permanently transformed into mice. Believe me, it must be permanent, unless the great gods will intervene in such trivial matters."

Jenkins felt very strange when he said something very dangerous, but the smile on his face, as hot as the summer wind, did not change.

"Is it useful for all creatures?"

He asked, stuffing the candy into his side pocket. The reason why he didn't put it in the inner chest pocket was that he was worried that the chocolate would be eaten accidentally when hiding inside, and he didn't want his cat to turn into a big rat.

"It works for most creatures. I know what you want to ask. The divine creatures over there in the factory won't have any reaction even if they eat it."

He stretched out his right index finger and shook it at Jenkins, and the other hand danced in different directions like a butterfly with flowers, giving candy to the lucky ones.

"Is it worth a sin coin?"

Jenkins asked himself, but didn't draw a conclusion easily. This kind of item can only show its specific value when it is actually used.

With a sin coin in his hand, he didn't plan to stay or try the candy again. After thinking for a while, he threw the small round coin to the man standing opposite:

"Since you can give luck by distributing candy, can you directly add luck to people?"

"Of course, I understand what you mean."

He played with the coin, threw his pocket aside with his other hand, and then pointed his index finger at Jenkins' forehead... and then suddenly moved it down, after all, it had been blessed.

The finger pointed to Jenkins' heart, and as a warm current flowed from that part to all parts of the body, an indescribable sense of comfort filled his heart. Jenkins couldn't help shivering and almost dropped the chocolate from his shoulder.

"It's hard to quantify how much effect a one-month weak luck blessing can have, but you should be able to feel the effect of the blessing."

The young man pretending to be a clerk in a candy store claimed that he would go to other places to distribute luck after the transaction and would leave soon. But before he left, Jenkins asked him for some "candy that can bring luck."

"I spent two sin coins here. You won't even agree to such a request, right?"

"Of course, I'm not a stingy person."

As he said that, he pointed to Jenkins, and all his pockets were immediately filled with candies.

"But I think you should also understand that greed for luck can only bring disaster."

Jenkins knew this very well, and he wanted these candies just to save money to buy candies for the children.

When he saw Miss Magic on the roof, Jenkins also threw her one as a gift for the end of the year. Although the woman was puzzled, she still thanked him softly, peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into her mouth.

She seemed to trust Jenkins very much.

This is the roof of a three-story apartment building near the banks of the Rhone River. This building has an external staircase, so it is not difficult to walk up. Looking into the distance, the range of vision is full of excitement about the upcoming festival. Even ordinary workers who have worked for a day have smiles on their faces that are rarely seen on weekdays.

The bells of the bell tower in the distance rang, and the end of this year is really getting closer and closer.

Chapter 623 Chapter 611 Sudden Luck

"I hope we won't meet on the roof next time. It's too cold here."

The two of them watched the evening view of the city in the evening breeze for a while, and Miss Magic complained to Jenkins.

"Okay... let's get to the point quickly. I hope you didn't reveal what happened at the cemetery that day to others."

"Of course, will it do me any good to tell what happened there? And once the news is leaked, you and your friends will definitely not let me go. I don't want to become a pile of parts without beauty."

Jenkins snorted and did not continue the topic.

"I hope you can put aside your prejudice against believers in the New God. I think so far, we have not done anything evil in the traditional sense."

Hearing what he said, a sneer appeared on the woman's face, but it quickly disappeared:

"Let's not waste time here. I have to go home to prepare ingredients for the New Year's Day. What exactly do you want? I can promise that I will never reveal anything related to you in any way."

"I'm not worried about this. Of course, your behavior of keeping secrets will definitely win my friendship. Please accept this..."

It was a bunch of snow-white hair, and in the evening when the sun had already set, it was even more dazzling than the fiery red sunset.

"Unicorn hair, I think you still need it."

Jenkins' potion still lacks two thousand-year-old wood hearts, and these hairs are of no use in his hands.

"Thank you, I'll pay...what exactly are you going to do? I won't get involved in those dangerous things, I think you should be able to understand that."

Even so, she still took those hairs over. Raised high, facing the red clouds on the horizon, those soft hairs swayed gently in the wind.

Seeing this scene, the woman couldn't help but chuckle.

"I really need your help with something. It's a small matter, don't worry..."

"You say that and I'm even more worried. What exactly is going on?"

"Did you know about the big explosion in the factory area earlier this week?"

Jenkins tried to keep his tone as gentle as possible to prevent what he said later from frightening the woman in front of him.

"Of course I do. What, do you know the inside story?"

He asked while putting the unicorn hair into the container he carried with him.

"I know something. We can stand here and see the sunset instead of the gray fog because of what happened there. I hope you can provide a way to seal the divine creature..."

"Wait, what did you say?"

The woman interrupted him in panic.

Jenkins has no desire to meet the sage in the material world, and Alexia also expresses that there is nothing she can do about the divine relics. The only idea that Jenkins could think of was this mysterious woman. The projection ritual she restored made Jenkins always think that he had taken advantage.

"Divine creature? You mean the explosion of the factory and the disappearance of these thick fogs are because...I understand, so everything is explained!"

She didn't intend to explain to Jenkins what she understood, but judging from her tone, it must be something quite important.