The Master of the Strange Realm

Mr. Blow was very happy when he left, and he didn't know whether it was because he could make a fortune again with Jenkins, or because the cooperation between the two could continue.

He also provided information that Jenkins didn't know. The preview stage of the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe was completely over. The first performance will be held late this month or early next month, a few days later than Jenkins' expected christening date.

The number of people watching the performance will definitely exceed the peak in the history of the Royal Opera House. The businessman congratulated Jenkins in advance on the success of the play.

"No matter what, I can be considered a successful person now."

After Mr. Blow left, Jenkins gathered his emotions, held the stack of banknotes and said. He glanced at the cat on his lap and asked naturally:

"We should celebrate, chocolate, do you want some cake?"

Chocolate was indeed fooled, and rubbed the back of Jenkins' hand as a thank you, and then quickly jumped from his knees to the carpet. Bring the chocolate back to the room and place the little cake on the desk. It ate happily and meowed from time to time, probably to express its emotions.

Seeing that most of the cake was eaten, Jenkins stretched out his hand. But in the end, it was just a simple stroke on the cat's back, and he was not cruel in the end:

"How could I possibly hurt you?"

The man said melancholy.

"Meow?"

Chocolate didn't understand the logic of this statement.

All day, Jenkins did not step out of the church door. After seeing Mr. Burrow off in the morning, he read in the room. In the afternoon, he let Chocolate wander around the church by himself. He went to the Secret Library behind the Gate of All Things.

There are indeed many new books on the fourth floor of the library, and what Jenkins is most concerned about is the information about the cataclysm at the end of the era and the strange objects.

But he felt that his biggest gain was actually related to the strange world. In an ancient manuscript called "The Law of Space", some extremely valuable information was recorded.

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Chapter 860 Chapter 843 Artificial Race

Some vague ancient texts are printed on white paper, and the original source of this information is very doubtful:

[…The only exception is the Strange Realm. There is very clear evidence that the space there is fundamentally different from the space in the material world. In other words, the many subspaces that have sealed the evil creatures of the void and the descendants of disaster are all part of the material world, and the source of the mysterious space is definitely not...]

This can be regarded as a positive confirmation of Jenkins' long-standing speculation that the strange world is most likely to be separated from a world like [Magma Hell] and [Sea of ​​Eternal Calamity]. But Jenkins is not sure whether this is a natural phenomenon or a spatial change actively promoted by the masters.

There is very little information about the mysterious realm, and there is absolutely no information about those different spaces. So far, except for the copy of the "Devil's Document" from long ago, Jenkins has never seen information explicitly mentioning the "Master" in any book, and there is no information describing those strange spaces outside the material world.

Another gain was that he found a better use for the [Stone of Life]. His original plan was to find a suitable long sword and directly attach the Stone of Life to it. However, it is mentioned in "Strange Stones: Those Gifts of Nature" that if the stone of life is ritually processed before use, then when embedded in the weapon, it can add something close to [weak solidification] and [weak solidification] to the weapon. Sunlight Convergence] enchantment.

This was something that Alexia had not mentioned. Seeing that the required ritual materials were very common, Jenkins applied directly at the church after leaving the library.

After getting the materials, I looked for the chocolate running around in the church. Since it was not looking after its precious flowers by the nursery in the courtyard, it was most likely in the kitchen or library. In the kitchen so that you know in advance what will be for dinner, and in the library because it is warm and comfortable and very quiet, suitable for cats to take a nap.

I didn't find the cat, but I did see three benefactors from the [Church of Creation and Mechanism] in the corridor of the courtyard. Because of his guilty conscience, Jenkins subconsciously hid in the corner and did not come out. But I didn't want to peek at others, but I accidentally saw one of them's arm, which was actually a mechanical arm made of gears, bearings and nuts.

"Are you scared?"

Someone suddenly spoke behind him, which startled Jenkins. Turning around, he saw Captain Binsi, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was wearing the standard black windbreaker he wore when going out, and he was holding a very long wooden stick in his hand.

"You did scare me."

"No, no, I mean, did the pagans scare you just now? That arm."

In order to be polite and not let the three people just hear, Captain Binsi kept his voice very low.

"One thing is that now that mechanical technology has developed to the point where it is possible to manufacture mechanical prostheses?"

Jenkins had only seen something similar in the cultist who controlled C-08-2-2218 [The Stopped Clock].

"Of course it is not mortal mechanical technology. It is created by divine magic and conjuration abilities. Of course, the [Church of Death and Doomsday] also provides some biological support."

The middle-aged man looked a little emotional. Seeing Jenkins' curiosity, he asked again:

"Do you know how high the mechanization rate of the body can be, among the followers of the great [Made Hand], who have the highest rate of body mechanization?"

This question is quite interesting. Jenkins thought about it and conservatively guessed:

"Thirty percent?"

"No, no, that's the data from ten years ago. The highest transformation ratio now is sixty-three percent, and this is only the number revealed by the pagans themselves."

Jenkins couldn't see his expression, but he could guess that there must be something other than disgust on his face.

"Yes, I had the exact same expression as you when I heard this."

Captain Binsey held the stick in another hand, and then heard Jenkins ask:

"Sixty-three percent...is this still human?"

"It's hard to define."

Captain Binsey shrugged:

"Maybe many years from now, there will be another type of [robot] among the alien species in the material world."

"Um?"

Jenkins didn't understand the logic of this statement.

"What I mean is that when such transformed people gradually increase in number and develop their own history, culture, customs, and have a certain settlement area, the world will recognize the birth of a new extraordinary population."

"Huh? Humans can also create new alien species?"

Jenkins was shocked and said that he had never thought about this problem.

"No, no, no, the birth of populations has nothing to do with the way they appear. It is only related to the thickness of history and the degree of civilization. Whether it is natural evolution, co-appearance with the world, or the creation of intelligent races, this does not affect the new populations at all. judgment.”

"How can it still be like this?"

Jenkins suddenly felt the madness of the world. Suddenly he heard the sound of wind above his head, and then a heavy object hit his shoulder directly. The young man hurriedly went to catch the chocolate that jumped from the roof. He did not realize the danger of doing so, and even thought it was funny.

"This is not without precedent."

After looking at his watch, it seemed that it was a little late. Captain Binsi planned to say goodbye to Jenkins:

"Humans have created new species before, but that was a long time ago... Hippogriffs, gem slimes, string puppets... these are all in the Secret Library. , you can check it out, dad may know something about it.”

After that, he said goodbye to Jenkins, and then trotted to the back door of the temple. In the next few days, it seemed that Captain Binsi's team was taking turns in the Evergreen Forest.

"Meow~"

Jenkins rushed to comfort the cat who felt left out, but Chocolate was actually thinking about something deeper. The human just mentioned a group of people that he cared about very much. Those interesting creatures were the most "powerful" things he had seen after awakening to his wisdom.

"Meow~"

Thinking of the precious gems with unique flavors produced by gem slimes, the cat couldn't help but swallow.

"No, it's not dinner time yet, you can't eat any more."

Jenkins misunderstood the swallowing gesture, which led to Catpaw's retaliation.

I had been wondering how things were handled at the circus all day, but I didn't see Miss Bevanna back until dinner time. Jenkins was a little worried and mentioned this matter when discussing the bloodline awakening potion with Mr. Smith.

"Don't worry, Bevanna attaches great importance to the information you provide, and she has brought many people with her."

"That's good. How many people did you bring?"

"All the demigods from the Orthodox Church in Nolan City have gone."

"Oh...huh?"

Chapter 861 Chapter 844 Mirror World and Business Trip

"Everyone is gone?"

He felt that something was being made out of a molehill, but when he thought about it carefully, how could the things foretold in his dream be simple? After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked again:

"Since so many powerful people have gone, why has there been no news all day?"

"We are in big trouble. Don't worry. It's just trouble, not danger. The news just came. How should I put it... Do you know about the star realm and the shadow realm?"

The secret keeper's expression looked relaxed, so it shouldn't be a big deal.

"of course I know."

This is the most basic part of transcendent knowledge, and all those who have given it know it.

"Then do you know the mirror world?"

Jenkins was stunned and checked several times, but could not find the word in his memory:

"No, I do not know."

"It seems that Oliver hasn't mentioned it, but that's fine, let me explain it. The first thing to make clear is that the Mirror Realm is fundamentally different from the Star Realm and the Shadow Realm. It is Category B [Supernatural], numbered B-01-1-0001.”

"Original number?"

"Yes, the original number."

The secret keeper nodded:

"The mirror world does not exist in any space, because it does not exist at all. It is just that from ancient times, intelligent species observed themselves through crystallized rock walls and calm waves, and foolishly believed that the reflection was real. Over time, after a long Time, consciousness and history interfered with reality, so the non-existent [Mirror World] space appeared.”

He paused, waiting for Jenkins to finish understanding what he just said, before continuing:

"But the conditions for entering the mirror world are very harsh. It does not have any entrance, and it only opens occasionally to absorb the matter of the material world. In addition, a few abilities related to the [mirror] can also allow users to visit briefly. There, but not for a long stay.

The church believes that there must be great secrets buried deep in the mirror world, because every gifted person who can live and return from that non-existent world will have a huge leap in his or her level. "

"so......"

"That circus has mastered a sustainable entrance to the Mirror Realm."

Speaking of this, the keeper's tone was a little unstable:

"Yes, the news now is indeed like this, I can't believe my ears. The group of people in the circus have all fled into B-01-1-0001, and the demigods are trying to stabilize the entrance nearby. Oh, Mr. William, do you know what this will mean if it succeeds?"

This matter is obviously unrelated to the matter of the undead, but the church has placed the same level of importance as the undead.

And the discovery of the mirror world can also explain why all the people in the circus are powerful but have very poor combat experience. At the same time, Jenkins also understood how the young magician escaped from the mirror in the incident of the "Paranormal Events Mutual Aid Association".

"Are those people in the circus bad guys?"

Jenkins thought for a long time before he thought of this question.

"I don't know. But...they ran away immediately after the church showed up, which makes it hard for us to believe that those people are good people."

Mr. Smith sighed, and then looked out the window at the night with Jenkins.

Fog lingered in the city, and dark clouds almost covered the moon. Such days will probably continue for a long time.

But winter has passed, and no one can stop the warming weather. Jenkins has recently been reducing the clothes on his body and asking the maid he hired to help wash spring clothes.

He was also worried that Chocolate would shed hair in the spring due to its vigorous metabolism, but this very magical kitten did not seem to have this tendency. In fact, Jenkins had never seen it shed any hair.

Wednesday evening was Jenkins' arithmetic class time. As the weather warmed up, more and more people were willing to attend classes at night. During the coldest period of winter, there were less than 20 people in the whole classroom, but tonight it has returned to the level of late autumn.

In the past two days, newspapers have been vigorously promoting the news that "the great plague is coming", which has caused panic in the city. Before waiting for the class to start, Jenkins also heard people in the class talking about this matter, and many people associated this matter with the terrible disaster thirty years ago.

If it weren't for the flu in winter, the citizens would at least not fully believe in the plague. But it is an indisputable fact that winter flu is getting worse. Even if the mortality rate is low, it is still very scary for this era when medical and health technology is still immature.

Although people in this era have realized that most diseases can be prevented and controlled through prevention, it is even more difficult to get most people to develop the habit of washing hands before and after meals than to get Jenkins to throw away chocolate.

In areas outside the main roads of the city, it is possible for human feces to appear in any corner, and drinking raw water directly is the habit of most people. It takes time to make changes, but the plague will not wait for people to be prepared before it appears.

Today's class talked about the most difficult part of arithmetic class-application problems. If you ask people under the podium about the skills of buying vegetables, six out of ten can answer it, but as long as the question is out of their familiar things, not even one out of ten can answer the question.

This situation is very common in Jenkins' lectures in the past three months. The way of thinking of these people who lack basic education is very different from Jenkins. This made him realize the importance of basic education again, and he wanted to promote compulsory education very much.

"Are you crazy?"

He said to himself.

At least not now. Before having absolute power, rashly changing society is something that only the darlings of the times or fools would do.

Miss Bevanna did not come back until Jenkins went to bed, which made him very curious about what happened at the circus.

But it was so late, he was embarrassed to go to the church to find out the news, so he had to go to bed early.

The next morning, there was no chance to find out the news. Dad came to the church early and handed Jenkins the ticket to the Shire and the documents to be delivered.

The departure time was nine o'clock in the morning, so Jenkins took his suitcase and set off with his father after breakfast. Because he had to find out about the cemetery again, he brought everything he might need. Of course, chocolate could not be forgotten, which was the most important luggage.

"I will tell Robert and Mary that you are on a business trip. If Hesha or Michael comes to see you, I will say the same thing."

Dad said this when he sent Jenkins to the platform, just like shouting him to leave.