The Master of the Strange Realm

Chapter 1025 Chapter 1007 Weird Things Rampant (Part 2)

"Oh, my head~"

The page figure in the room did not break through the door, but Jenkins accidentally hit his head, and his body and mind were hurt by too much contact with the weird things.

He felt like vomiting his dinner, but he still put the harvest into his clothes with trembling hands.

"Meow~"

The cat came out of the new room, staring at Jenkins with beautiful eyes. In addition to the feathers in its mouth, its tail was hooked with a silver bracelet.

"33 seconds, very good!"

Jenkins felt that he was almost dying. The large amount of mental pollution and shock in a short period of time made him a little unable to adapt. He believed that his face must be very ugly at this time, but he still struggled to get up, then staggered forward two steps and pushed open the door closest to the stairs.

That was the bathroom, a bathroom without any light. After Jenkins pushed the door open, he found a sink and a mirror facing the door. Jenkins in the mirror smiled at the outside of the mirror and made a move to climb out, but the mirror exploded with a bang.

This was not done by Jenkins. He guessed that the strange mirror was trying to imitate his image, so it broke. But now is not the time to think about this. Jenkins has noticed that the shadow behind the shower curtain is shaking, and the strands of hair at the drain are crawling out.

He blinked to make sure that the water cup on the sink was not a strange thing, so he reached out to grab it. Just as he reached out, a bloody human hand actually stretched out from the sink and grabbed Jenkins' wrist very well.

"Don't bother me!"

Jenkins, who was already a little dazed, cursed angrily, holding the sword in his left hand and splitting the hand from the wrist. The broken palm turned into snow water and splashed on Jenkins' trouser legs and boots, but he didn't care. He grabbed the water cup and turned around to smash the cursed figure formed by the shadows behind him with a sword, then kicked away the ghost children who tried to grab his left leg, and bumped forward sideways, knocking open the spider web-like blood-red silk thread blocking the door, and then fell out of the room.

"Oh, sage~"

Jenkins whispered, he hadn't felt his spirit so bad for a long time. But he still remembered the 60-second limit. It was the 51st second now, and he had 9 seconds to rush downstairs and into the basement.

"Meow~"

The well-behaved cat stood at the stairs and looked at Jenkins who fell to the ground, with a naive look in his big eyes. Now in addition to the feathers in his mouth and the bracelet hanging on his tail, his left front paw was also wearing a gold ring inlaid with emeralds.

"Nine seconds~"

Although he didn't know why the chocolate was still here, Jenkins still grabbed it when he got up.

"8 seconds~"

He didn't waste time going down the stairs, and jumped down from the second floor with a big jump, and then looked around.

"7 seconds~"

The professor lay on his back in front of the corridor extending from the living room to the dining room, and Jenkins quickly grabbed his hand.

"6 seconds~"

There was no need to find the entrance to the basement, it was just behind the stairs.

"5 seconds~"

Jenkins dragged the cat and the professor to the basement, hoping that the professor would forgive his rude behavior.

"4 seconds~"

The door of the basement was not locked, and he threw the cat and the professor in directly after opening it.

"3 seconds~"

He turned around and ran to the living room.

"2 seconds~"

He grabbed the talking alarm clock, and originally wanted to catch the two corpses, but unfortunately there was no time.

"1 second~"

He ran towards the entrance of the basement desperately.

In this last second, a feeling of extreme danger surrounded Jenkins from all directions. That short second even gave him the illusion that one second lasted for ten thousand years. All the places that the eyes could observe were wrapped in rich black aura from all directions.

"Could it be that the so-called doomsday refers to the weirdness of the world?"

Jenkins thought in his heart as he jumped forward. He felt the cold air suddenly spread from the soles of his feet to his heart, but the golden light around him immediately dispelled them.

Finally, before the black aura and the terrifying howling sound affected his body functions, Jenkins jumped into the basement with the alarm clock.

Just like the rooms upstairs, the door of the basement closed automatically when Jenkins crossed the door frame.

"Huhu~"

The man lay in the dusty basement and gasped for breath. There was only the old-fashioned mining lamp hanging above his head to illuminate, but for the people in the basement, this was enough.

Jenkins couldn't muster any strength now. The labored breathing was the largest movement he could make after trying hard.

A second before jumping into the basement, he seemed to have lost control of all parts of his body. Fortunately, the inertia of the jump still sent him into the basement, and as the basement door closed, a warm feeling flowed from his limbs to his heart and then to his brain. The spirit of life was surging in his body, and every breath meant that his body took a big step towards recovery.

"Meow~"

He couldn't move his head for the time being, but when he heard the sound, he knew that it was his cat. Speaking of which, among the creatures still alive in the basement, only this cat could move freely.

Soon, Jenkins's vision of the soil and log beams above the basement was occupied by half of Chocolate's cat face. It seemed to want to find out how Jenkins was doing, and its face was full of curiosity.

"Meow~"

Unfortunately, Jenkins didn't know what his cat wanted to do, but it probably just cared about him.

The cat was now very sure that Jenkins had not fully recovered. Seeing this, it made a soft and pleasant cat cry again, and then stared at Jenkins' head with its eyes wide open.

"Meow~"

Jenkins, who was still a little dazed, noticed that he was dizzy again, as if something in his cognition had changed. But he was in a bad state and did not continue to explore. The cat next to him couldn't help showing a smug look. (Note)

"Doomsday~"

Jenkins sighed in his heart, while thinking about how to spend the next 24 hours. At this moment, the lamp in his field of vision actually flickered.

This was quite abnormal, because it was a mining lamp. In a windless room, as long as the fuel was not burned out, it would never flicker like electric or gas lamps.

Terrible darkness and hopeful light alternately appear in the basement. Every time darkness falls, Jenkins is worried that light will never come, or strange shadows will appear with light.

There must be something wrong. That damn alarm clock has been mentioned before. The 24 hours of living in the basement are not peaceful.

PS: Chocolate's changed cognition will be mentioned in the next chapter, don't guess.

Section 1026 Chapter 1008 Malice in the Basement

[Even if that door can temporarily protect you in the basement, but darkness will still allow some bad things to cross the barrier. To survive here, you must have enough light to resist the malice in the shadows, otherwise you will be waiting for death. ]

In the flickering lights, the alarm clock that fell at the door said while making a malicious laugh.

When Jenkins fell into the door just now, the alarm clock in his hand was thrown out directly. Jenkins suspected that grabbing the alarm clock directly was also one of the reasons why he was so miserable at the moment. The alarm clock itself is the rule executor of this strange place. Under normal circumstances, it is best not to get too close to such things.

"If I can move, I will definitely try to repair the lamp, even if I know that the lamp is weird~"

He thought to himself, and knew that it was impossible to restore the lamp above his head by relying on the unconscious professor and his cat. Although his body was injured, his abilities and gifts could still be used. When the mining lamp above his head began to flicker again, the gift candle burning with the eternal fire and the gear mining lamp containing the mechanical light all appeared around Jenkins.

Since he had a monocle, Jenkins rarely used them as a lighting tool. But at least in the current situation, the light they provide is much stronger than the mining lamp above his head, even if the lamp above his head goes out, it doesn't matter.

The voice of Chocolate came to my ears again, but this time it was not the kind of coquettish cry, but a threatening voice.

Suddenly, a bang appeared from above his head, and then the flickering mining lamp exploded directly. Fortunately, Jenkins was on the left side of the mining lamp, otherwise he would most likely be disfigured by the broken slag of the glass cover.

The real danger is not the wreckage of the miner's lamp after it shattered, but the warm yellow flame floating in the original place after the miner's lamp exploded. It was so small that Jenkins didn't even notice it at first, but soon he felt the temperature of the basement rising. He turned his eyes around and saw that the flame with black aura was continuously affecting the space.

"Damn it~"

He tried hard to get up and get rid of it, but his physical condition could only allow him to move his fingers.

He called the professor's name a few times, and after confirming that there was no response, he looked at the cat's tail shaking in his field of vision. But Chocolate couldn't do anything, it was just a cat.

"I can't care so much."

The flame of the candle rose out of thin air and rushed to the top of the basement with great momentum. The Eternal Fire instantly wrapped the warm yellow flame, and the two belonging to the same kind of objects immediately entangled with each other according to the principle of swallowing.

But Jenkins's Eternal Fire was a Class C [Gift] that merged the purification candle through the power of God, and it was controlled by the owner. After struggling with the strange flame for a while, he swallowed it.

If there was no other way, Jenkins would never do this. After all, if the gift merges with the strange, there is a certain probability that the gift will be contaminated, just like the [Heart of the Ocean] of the pirate king Fermishu.

This time, his luck was good. When the eternal fire slowly retreated to the candle core, Jenkins did not observe the black light. The problem of the light source in the basement was temporarily solved. And as he had this idea, the alarm clock that had no sense of existence just now began to speak again:

[You used your recklessness and force to solve the light source, one of the key problems of survival. The old fire retreated, and the new flame will bless the survivors of the doomsday. This action has bought you a little survival time, and you can leave here one hour earlier. ]

Then there was a sound of gears turning in the direction of the alarm clock. Jenkins thought it was the pointer indicating 12 o'clock on the clock that was fast forwarding.

"The first thing I encountered after entering here was the light source problem. If I ignored it completely, then when the light source went out, the malice in the shadows would invade the basement; if I paid attention, but chose to find other light sources instead of repairing the lamp, then I would have to face a disgusting flame; if I chose to pay attention and then repair the lamp, there should be other troubles, but doing so would most likely result in a Class B or Class C lamp item, but unfortunately I couldn't move at all just now... I almost understood the choice... Just now it said to leave early..."

Compared to the well-decorated ground, the basement under the house was simply dug out, and the ground and walls were simply leveled, and no further treatment was done.

It was cold and damp here. Although there were no suspicious small animals, it was definitely not suitable for long-term residence. Jenkins didn't know whether this strange place was a simulated doomsday scene or a restoration of real events in the past, but he knew that he would definitely not be able to survive 24 hours. Even if the professor woke up, the two of them would never face multiple emergencies in such a bad environment.

Therefore, the alarm clock's "leave early" became crucial, but this also meant that Jenkins had to face more troubles before he could leave before more troubles appeared.

"It sounds like an endless loop."

This was the first sentence he said after he was able to speak.

Ten minutes allowed Jenkins to sit up with the help of the ground. He barely reached out and stroked the well-behaved cat, and the cat immediately shook its head and rubbed his palm.

He did not pick up the alarm clock rashly, and the face on the alarm clock was staring at him with malice, and that expression was like chocolate staring at dinner.

The clock was now turning counterclockwise, and the three pointers gathered near 12, indicating that there were 22 hours and 40 minutes left, which meant that if he did not deal with various emergencies, Jenkins and the professor would have to stay in the basement for more than 22 hours.

After recovering almost, he went to check the professor's condition. There was no external injury on his body, but his brows were tightly knitted, as if he was having a nightmare. The professor held a pair of fire pokers in his hand. Jenkins was sure that this thing did not exist before entering the strange world, so this should be something that the professor found at the cost of being unconscious.

The items that were brought into the basement by the two people and the cat were the statue of a woman with a broken arm, a black chess piece, an empty water cup, a fountain pen, a feather, a bracelet, a ring, and a fire poker.

The cat brought three items, more than the unconscious professor. Although Jenkins was curious about how Chocolate did it, he thought it was because of his luck.

This was the power of the "meow" just now.

Chocolate showed a smug expression, but quickly concealed it, fearing that he would be discovered by the sensitive man.

Chapter 1027 Chapter 1009 Wardrobe in the Basement

It is worth mentioning that the items that Jenkins placed on the ground in a row were all extraordinary items with weak spiritual light before being brought into the basement. Jenkins was sure of this. But at this moment, they have a stronger spiritual light, and some are even as strong as the numbered items.

Mr. Barnard once said that every strange place must have a way out, which means that this strange place adventure is so troublesome that you can't survive without the help of the scene itself.

"What is the reason? Why is this strange place so strange?"

Thinking of this, he took out the bottle in his robe pocket, and the black umbilical cord floated quietly in the turbid yellow-gray liquid.

Jenkins narrowed his eyes, and he noticed that the upper and lower ends of the umbilical cord were unevenly broken...

"Isn't this part of a complete umbilical cord? It looks like it's really troublesome."

Dongdongdong~

Quickly took back the bottle and looked at the wardrobe in the corner. It was the only thing that could be called furniture in the basement. In addition, there was some straw on the ground, and a few chairs with broken legs were stacked in the corner on the other side. It was very empty here.

[As a shelter, the basement is certainly not absolutely safe, hehe~. And before facing external threats, you'd better deal with the internal threats-there may be anything in the cabinet, and before opening it, hehe~you will never know what it is. 】

The face on the alarm clock laughed strangely again, and a mental shock like sewage immediately rushed towards Jenkins. He did not look at the alarm clock, nor did he pay attention to those distracting thoughts. He prayed softly to the sage, and then drew the sage's holy emblem on his chest.

This would certainly not be of any use, but at least such a routine action allowed Jenkins to concentrate.

"Could it be anything?"

In his eyes, the wardrobe was as dark as ink. No matter from which angle, it would be irrational to open the door of the wardrobe rashly.

But it was obviously wrong to leave it alone. The knocking sound in the wardrobe gradually became impatient, and at the same time the wardrobe itself was shaking.

He gritted his teeth, glanced at the unconscious professor, and then walked forward and used the poker held by the professor to pick open the door of the wardrobe.

Although there was a hanged male corpse hanging inside, it was terrifying, but compared to Jenkins' imagination, it was only a common thing.

"I want... women..."

The corpse groaned, and the sound sounded like a sticky phlegm stuck in the throat, making people want to rush up and punch him.

The corpse's desire was very direct, but unfortunately there was no woman it wanted in the basement.

Jenkins was at a loss for a moment, so he stretched out his hand to close the door of the closet again, but he didn't expect that abscesses quickly appeared on the body. The abscesses swelled into bubbles and burst in a breath, and the thick water inside instantly splashed out of the closet.

Jenkins subconsciously took a big step back, which also made him lose a good opportunity to close the door. The thick water fell on the ground and quickly corroded everything it touched.