The Master of the Strange Realm

Chapter 644 Chapter 632 A sign of another storm

"But I can finally move back. Living in the church saves money, but it's still not as convenient as my own home."

When it comes to the topic of going home, Jenkins said so.

"Do you know the exact time you can go back?"

Miss Michael asked.

"Probably on the weekend. The letter from the City Hall said that there are still some unfilled pipes that need to be dealt with."

In fact, it was to check Jenkins' neighbor's house for the last time.

Speaking of the house next door, Jenkins was ready to buy it. The church couldn't find any relatives of Lady Margaret, otherwise they would have found clues long ago, which means that the house will be taken back by the city and then auctioned at a low price.

But the church was worried that selling it to ordinary people would cause trouble, so when Jenkins, who lived next door, made this request, it was agreed to almost without any obstacles.

Because the church had said hello, the price of that house was even cheaper than the current house, 100 pounds, and Jenkins could come up with this money even if he hadn't received the inheritance yet.

He planned to demolish the fence between the two houses, open up the gardens into one, and then build a suspended corridor between the second floors of the houses, and then connect the basements together.

These things will be done during a week-long winter trip, and the church will help find suitable craftsmen.

"It's a pity that it's time-consuming and laborious to demolish two houses and rebuild them, otherwise it would be a great idea to rebuild."

He complained.

"The inheritance of Viscount Augustus should be enough for you to squander like this."

Miss Michael asked with her face in her hands.

"Yes, but you can't spend gold pounds carelessly, and the amount is not as large as people speculate. After donating part of it and deducting inheritance tax, there are actually only about 30,000 pounds. I plan to invest the rest of the money in some mining business according to my father's advice, using the money for house reconstruction."

This word is now almost equivalent to "fraud", so he had to emphasize:

"Of course, it is a real mining business."

The gift given to Miss Michael at the end of the year was a bottle of experimental perfume made by Jenkins based on the method of making magic potions. Inspired by [Witch's Kiss], he was looking for a new way to make money; and the original plan to give Hathaway was a "drawn" music box, but later Jenkins realized that he didn't know the internal structure of the music box at all.

He racked his brains to choose a gift for this good friend, and even considered going directly to the jewelry store to choose an expensive piece of jewelry. Later, he had no choice but to copy the photo of the unicorn taken by Alexia and gave it to her as a gift.

Now Jenkins could smell the scent of the bottle of perfume he made from Miss Michael. He never liked the pungent smell, so the scent of the perfume was very light.

"Discussing the body odor of a lady is not a good topic."

He told himself in his heart, so he did not immediately ask her what she thought of the gift.

Even if the matter of the son of the evil god was apparently over, Nolan City was still facing the threat of alien species. After Jenkins returned to the church that evening, he learned from Captain Binsi about the missing George Liverpool and learned that he was likely kidnapped by the vampires.

This is a very important thing, because according to the previous intelligence, one of the goals of those vampires is to find humans who can perfectly accommodate the power of alien species, and Liverpool is likely to be the target.

Combined with the alley where they slaughtered in their first action, this possibility has almost risen to 100%.

Considering that he will get news from the female hunter tomorrow night, Jenkins has begun to formulate an action plan.

The church also investigated some information about the earthquake in the early morning of this morning. During Miss Befanna's fighting course, she mentioned that the epicenter of this earthquake was very shallow, close to the surface, and the church is now worried about whether there is a problem underground in Nolan.

"Is it those cultists from the Gear Craftsmen's Guild?"

Jenkins asked immediately.

"It's possible. According to the news you brought out from that weird world, this group of people have been looking for something underground. I think they are very likely to cause big trouble."

Miss Befanna replied.

As of this course, Jenkins has learned all the strange postures. Although it is still troublesome to make them completely, at least they are no longer unfamiliar.

Seeing this, Miss Befanna decided to officially start the traditional "fighting" project from this class. Her teaching method is quite simple and crude. Jenkins doesn't even need to learn anything, and he fights with her directly with his fists.

"This is just the beginning. I hope you can fully understand what fighting is."

Although both parties cannot use their abilities, which minimizes the damage, Jenkins is still discouraged by being subdued in various ways. It can be imagined that this situation will not change for a while.

Chocolate didn't go to see Jenkins being beaten, but stayed alone in the room, lying on Jenkins' pillow, staring at the two metal blocks on the bed that looked like works of art with his big cat eyes. Although the seals were mixed with divinity, it could still open them, but it would make a lot of noise, and the cat was now in deep entanglement.

The small cat ears shook, and the cat turned to look at the door. A second later, the sound of knocking on the door reached its ears.

"Meow~"

It cried out, then stood up from the pillow and jumped onto the soft carpet. Because there was this clever cat in the room, Jenkins did not close the door before leaving but left a gap so that Chocolate could go out and take a breath at any time.

Chocolate walked to the crack of the door, then squeezed his head out and looked at the girl, Fini Faithford, who was standing there at a loss.

She was wearing a fitted black church robe and holding a small brown book with a holy emblem in her hand. She should have just finished a choir activity.

"Excuse me, is Mr. Williamette here?"

She asked the cat in a low voice, but she felt that it was really stupid to talk to a cat like this, but fortunately no one nearby saw this scene.

"Meow~"

Chocolate cried out, then squeezed his whole body outward, successfully opening the door a larger gap. He glanced at the girl and ran back to the room.

"Are you inviting me in?"

Fini stood there hesitantly. It was obviously wrong to enter someone else's room without the owner's permission.

So, she reached out and grabbed the door handle to close the door again, and huddled beside the decorative armor on one side of the room until Jenkins appeared from the corner of the corridor rubbing his arm with his left hand, and then walked out of the shadow of the armor.

Chapter 645 Chapter 633 Another visit

"Oh, it's you."

Even though the bruises were healed by the ability, Jenkins could still feel the pain. This was something that should never happen. Jenkins understood this as his nerves not adapting to the changes in his body.

"Come in."

Without asking the purpose of the visit, he directly opened the door and invited the girl in. Looking up, he saw the cat lying on the pillow and didn't know what it was doing, so he didn't pay attention to it.

The girl walked into the man's room timidly, and did not sit on the chair that Jenkins pulled out from the desk, but stood near the door.

"Shy? Didn't I notice it before?"

Jenkins thought to himself, so he asked directly:

"Excuse me, is there anything I can do for you? I think children should go to bed early, otherwise they will not grow tall easily."

"...Nothing important...Sir, thank you for your year-end gift."

Thanking was obviously not her real purpose of coming here, but Jenkins still said:

"It's nothing, thank you for your gift, I like the knitted wristband very much."

Finnie didn't know what to say for a while, because she gave clothes for cats. Because Jenkins' cat is very small, the size is also small.

But she knew that she shouldn't tell the truth.

"Actually...I want to ask you for help with something."

She finally said it.

"What's the matter?"

"It's about my aunt's family, cousin... After that, some unexpected things happened in my aunt's family. Originally, their family was very lucky, and everything went smoothly. I heard that the church can provide exorcism services for believers, but my aunt's family is not a believer of the sage, so I would like to ask you to help me think of a solution... Is this too difficult?"

The last voice was as low as a mosquito, and she turned around and ran after speaking. Fortunately, Jenkins reacted in time and grabbed her wrist.

"Please wait a moment, oh, sorry."

He felt that the girl he caught was shaking like a sieve, and immediately let go of his somewhat rude hand:

"Exorcism, right? That's fine, but you have to know that not everything can be changed. According to what you said, it may just be bad luck. No one will be lucky all the time."

"But my aunt's family has always been lucky!"

The girl argued, then realized that it was wrong to do so, and immediately bowed her head to apologize.

"Okay, okay."

He thought it was the stubbornness of the little girl, and minors always have strange ideas. Remembering that the entrance to the alley was on the way to the club, he suggested:

"Why don't we go there together tomorrow morning to take a look. Although I am not a clergyman, I believe that my devout faith is not weaker than the priest in charge of exorcism in the church."

"Will it be troublesome?"

Finnie asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter. I just happen to want to see the sunshine at 7 o'clock in the morning in Nolan City. So you should get up earlier tomorrow morning and we will set off after breakfast."

"Okay, sir."

But Jenkins was destined not to see the morning sunshine, because a blizzard unexpectedly fell early the next morning. The clouds and fog covering the sky made it as dark as late at night at 7 o'clock in the morning, and the city hall had to urgently extend the use time of street lights.

Today is the third day since the city air protection law was officially implemented, but perhaps due to the influence of extraordinary power, Jenkins feels that the air in Nolan City is even worse.

The most favorable evidence is that when the snow that fell on the body melted, black stains appeared on the clothes, which fully demonstrated how much dirt was carried by the water vapor when it condensed.

Not only was the weather bad, but the temperature was also extremely low. When leaving the church, a strong wind across the street made Jenkins and the girl Finnie shiver at the same time. In order to prevent contracting the flu in the city, they had to put on more clothes before going out.

This dark scene in the early morning, which seemed like late at night, was very reminiscent of the "end of the world." Jenkins didn't know what others thought, but at least he knew that the end of the world would not happen today.

He brought a black umbrella and covered the two people and the cat under it. But the strong wind blew the dirty snow everywhere, so it didn't make much difference whether or not I took an umbrella.

I originally thought of walking to my destination, but now it was obvious that I should take a carriage. He was already some distance away from the church when he made his proposal. There was no need to look back, so he planned to find a carriage nearby.

After struggling for a while, it was already past eight o'clock when we arrived at the alley. After Jenkins handed the money to the driver, he and Feeney walked into the alley.

Compared to when I arrived here last month, there is a palpable sense of decay in every corner. The tree in the alley that had withered due to seasonal reasons was completely dead, and there were garbage and weeds everywhere in the corner. The entire alley was devoid of life, and even though it was so dark, there was no light at all.

If Feeney hadn't said that the Strese family still lived here, Jenkins would have even thought that no one lived here.

According to what he learned from the church, after the alley was slaughtered, no new residents moved into the houses here. Another family of survivors other than the Stress family moved their entire family to another place the second week after the incident occurred. They didn't even move away some furniture that was inconvenient to move. This was very difficult for a family living in such an alley. Very rare.

A foul smell filled the stairs of the building. Jenkins held his breath and walked up with Feeney. His eyes scanned the wall where his father had hidden, and then turned around and stepped onto the steps to the next level.

There were some malicious graffiti on the walls of the stairs, and as I walked further up, I even saw traces of suspected feces. There was no such thing at all when I came last time.

"My cousin owes a lot of money outside."

Feeney explained in a low voice: "My uncle hasn't found a new job yet, and the money he got from selling the vase to Mr. Oliver last time was almost all used to pay off the debt."

"Why are you in debt?"

Jenkins asked.

"I didn't know about gambling before. I heard about it last time I came here. My cousin has always made money gambling outside, but he has been losing recently, and then it became like this..."

Jenkins didn't know how to comment on this kind of thing. He blinked and looked around, and indeed he found no suspicious aura, at least at his current location.

One after another, the two came to the door of the Stress family's house. The door was now splashed with large amounts of paint and dirty sentences were written on it. Feeney stood on tiptoes to knock on the door, but Jenkins stopped her.

Chapter 646 Chapter 634 A strange house

"Wait a minute, don't knock."

Jenkins pretended to rummage in his pockets, then took out the monocle and held it before his eyes. Squinting his eyes and looking inside the door, he discovered an extremely faint black spiritual light.

"interesting......"

I was thinking in my heart that if I pulled the girl and left, it would be better to leave this matter to the church. Unexpectedly, it was so unlucky that the door opened at this moment.

Inside the door was a woman wearing gray baggy pajamas, unkempt and looking like a beggar on the street. This was Mrs. Strese, of course, but she was not like this the last time we met at church.

"Hello."

Although he felt that the current situation was a bit awkward, Jenkins took the lead in saying hello.

"Hello...Oh, it's Feeney and Mr. Williams, please come in."

Mrs. Strese looked like she was not awake, and made way for Jenkins and Feeney to go in.

Immediately, both of them smelled a soaring stench. This is somewhat different from the "corpse odor" in my impression. It should be caused by domestic garbage and long-term lack of ventilation in the room.

Jenkins remembers Feeney saying that when she came to visit last week, everything was normal.

Glancing down, the little girl saw confusion and panic on her face.