The Master of the Strange Realm

The men and women asked together, their voices surging like a tidal wave with astonishing momentum. Everyone was looking at him, with a coldness and hostility that was unfamiliar to Jenkins.

"I am Jenkins, and I am Jenkins Willamette."

He couldn't speak because he had to study, so he could only answer in his heart. But the people in the foyer heard this voice in their hearts:

"No, you are not Jenkins, you are a liar who takes on someone else's identity. You despicable foreigner, you stole my poor Jenkins' identity to have everything you have now!"

Mary accused hysterically, but Jenkins was unable to refute, and the rhythm of reading was almost disrupted.

“I’m not quite Jenkins Willamette, but at least Jenkins Willamette is part of me.”

He said in his mind.

Jenkin is not a person who is easily broken through his psychological defenses. On the contrary, he believes that he has a clear goal and can find a solution with a clear conscience even if he faces the worst situation.

"You're not Jenkins..."

"Who do I love?"

"You're a liar!"

"Shameless foreigner!"

"You're living in other people's faces!"

"You stole little Jenkins' life!"

People were accusing each other, becoming more and more hostile to Jenkins. Until Jenkins finished reading the book in his hand, the accusations and abuses still did not end, and even after reading the book, it seemed that Jenkins could not get out of this illusion.

Closing the book and placing it on his lap, Jenkins stopped the monotonous sound of reading that seemed to never stop, felt the thirst in his throat, and raised his head to look at the crowded people in the foyer.

"After I came to this world, I did a lot of things using my identity as Jenkins Willamt, but..."

He looked at the girls, their beautiful faces distorted by their anger:

"Me knowing you and falling in love with you is a choice and decision I made myself; and what you like and fall in love with is also this me. None of this has anything to do with the old Jenkins. What you fall in love with now is I, there is no doubt about it. So what are you questioning, rather, do you love my handsome body or my brilliant soul?”

He frowned and asked such a question, and the girls who were still cursing loudly immediately shut their mouths. They looked at each other and gave Jenkins a relieved smile.

The beautiful girls waved to him as if they were saying goodbye to their husbands who were leaving for work, then they turned around, opened the door and walked out.

Although the foyer was not less crowded, it was at least a lot more spacious.

Jenkins breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed wrong for him to replace Jenkins, but at least when facing his lovers, their feelings had nothing to do with the Jenkins of the past. The fact that girls like him has nothing to do with Jenkins' background or identity. The bond with the girls is all caused by Jenkins' soul.

Therefore, Jenkins has a clear conscience about his feelings.

The rest were still cursing and duty-swearing, but their voices were lower. Jenkins then looked at his colleagues in the church and the nuns, priests, and priests who respected him. Standing at the front were Captain Binsey and Bishop Parrod.

PS: The chapter name of the previous chapter has been changed and will be visible after refreshing. Using [Reading] as the chapter title feels too hasty.

Chapter 1177 Chapter 1158 Understanding one’s own nature

"I admit that I stole Jenkins Willamette's identity, but I did not do it on my own initiative. After obtaining his identity, I still devoutly...loyally believe in the Sage and implement Him Although I am not Jenkins, I am a believer in the sage. God loves the world, and I believe in God. Could it be that all the sages accept me, a devout and poor stranger? But you can’t accept it?”

The voices of the people in the church stopped. They no longer looked at Jenkins, but whispered and discussed among themselves. Soon, everyone came to a conclusion. They nodded seriously to Jenkins, and then left the door in an orderly manner.

Now, there were less than ten people staying in the foyer.

Although Jenkins often thinks that he is not a very qualified believer, he at least knows that he is not a so-called "second or fifth boy." Although he is a strange god, he also appreciates the teachings of sages, and religious classics have never said that gods cannot believe in gods.

Therefore, Jenkins has a clear conscience about his beliefs, and naturally he also has a clear conscience towards everyone in the church.

Even though there were fewer people in the foyer, the accusations continued. Jenkins looked at his teachers and friends again, Dad, Miss Bronyance, Miss Audrey, Professor Burns, the old elf...

"If I didn't come here, it would be difficult for Jenkins Willamt to have the same relationship with you now. I replaced him, but I also gave Jenkins a better life and a brighter future. It may be difficult for you to accept, but you The person you know is not the soul of Jenkins, but my soul. The person you know is not the person you used to be, but the stranger you are now. I do not take advantage of Jenkins' identity. I respect this identity and am willing to help it. Gain fame, gain dignity.”

The old man paused, and he tugged at Professor Burns' sleeve, who also showed a satisfied expression. Miss Audrey and Miss Bevanna actually stopped talking when Jenkins started talking to them. They smiled at Jenkins, and then led Jenkins' teachers and friends out of the room.

Jenkins thought that he had not done anything wrong to Jenkins. On the contrary, he came to this strange world for no reason, but helped the dead Jenkins to have a better future. He did not do anything wrong to Jenkins, nor did he deliberately take possession of things that belonged to Jenkins.

He had a clear conscience about his friendship and his own ties.

There were only four people left standing in the hallway, namely Mary William, Robert William, Newman William and John William, who were still waiting for his answer.

Jenkins could have said what he thought in his heart, but facing the four people looking at him at this time, he could not say a word. Even if it was not his intention, he finally occupied the body of Jenkins William. This is an irrefutable fact. This despicable outsider did steal someone else's identity and live with someone else's face.

He did not try to explain, but whispered:

"I'm sorry about Jenkins."

"You..."

"But I didn't kill him. When I came here, he had disappeared... I received some of his memories and knew that his soul was directly shattered because he saw the weird thing. My soul was stained with his fragments, so I could get his scattered memories. I'm really sorry about Jenkins. I used his identity and lived his life. But I swear, I won't damage his reputation, nor will I use his identity to do evil."

The accusations and abuses of the Williamites did not stop. The four people talked about things related to Jenkins in the past while denouncing this pretender.

It took a long time for them to finally finish their words. Everyone glared at Jenkins, but in the end, they turned around and walked out of the room together.

Jenkins felt guilty about Jenkins' family. Although he was a god of lies, he couldn't deceive himself all the time.

There were only Jenkins on the sofa and the corpse lying on the floor in the room, but Jenkins still couldn't return to the cold and damp basement, which meant that it was not over yet.

He looked around, hoping to see Chocolate jumping out from some corner, meowing and accusing him of not being Jenkins.

But then he realized that Chocolate would never think so, after all, even the name [Chocolate] was a gift from him. For cats, there has never been any strangers. The Jenkins it knows has always been the current Jenkins, and there is no doubt about that.

The first half of the test is used to test whether Jenkins can endure the loneliness of [Stranger], and the second half is used to test whether Jenkins can accept the identity of [Stranger].

"So who else is going to blame me? Why hasn't it ended yet?"

He thought strangely.

"Forgot me?"

The voice came from the floor, and the blond "corpse" Jenkins sat up and looked at the black-haired Jenkins on the sofa.

Jenkins on the sofa breathed a sigh of relief and laughed:

"What reason do you have to blame me?"

"You occupied my body."

The corpse said calmly.

"But this was not my initiative. I was even forced. It's not that I killed you. I have your identity, which is beneficial to you as a dead person. Your relatives don't have to be sad. Your future is destined to be bright. Your fate has changed. What reason do you have to blame me?"

"You occupied my body."

The latter still said this, as if reminding this fact.

Jenkins felt very relaxed. Everyone in the hallway just now brought him a lot of pressure, but only Jenkins would not bring him pressure. He continued to say with a smile, but there was a hint of anger in his voice:

"Is it me who occupied your body, or is it your body that imprisoned my soul? Jenkins William, if you hadn't died, how could I become Jenkins William? How could I come to this damn world, this backward era, and how could I experience this crazy life? I became a stranger, and I became like this. Don't you have any responsibility?"

"Even without me, you still have the possibility of occupying someone else's body and becoming a stranger."

"But the fact now is that I became you, so I can't blame other dead people, but I'm here to question why you died there. Why do I want to be you? Why do I want to take over your life? Do you think it's a good thing to be you? Haven't I lost anything or been hurt because of it?"

The corpse was silent for a long time before sighing, holding the floor and lying down again, becoming a real corpse.

Chapter 1178 Chapter 1159 Broken Promise

As Jenkins' body lay, everything around him was restored to disordered and chaotic blocks of color. The blocks of color were rearranged and turned back into a real basement.

The bonfire burned quietly in front of him, and the book in his hand had been turned to the last page. Looking at the fire in front of him, the last silent body of Jenkins seemed to be still in front of him.

Jenkins looked down at the crumpled book in his hand, a look of relief on his face. After becoming Jenkins, he has always had some uneasy psychological pressure. After all, he also knows that he is not Jenkins, or not entirely Jenkins. But at least it doesn't matter now, he acknowledges all of his identities, he is Jenkins, but Jenkins is not him.

The cat's meow awakened the meditative Jenkins, who then threw the book that had turned into a mortal object into the fire in front of him as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The old book, which could not be destroyed by any means, burned in the flames, and the pages were blackened bit by bit, and then turned into ashes.

Jenkins just watched it burn and disappear, as if bidding farewell to the departing Jenkins Willamt.

When the book was completely reduced to ashes, wisps of smoke flew out from the fire, touching Jenkins' forehead and touching his soul. A brand new ability appeared in front of Jenkins. He was not happy about it, and certainly not sad. He just felt indescribably relaxed in his heart, and even the spirit in his body suddenly increased:

[Stranger (Blue Alien Species)]

There are different opinions on the origin of alien abilities, but the most clear thing is that each alien ability has a corresponding special race. It is obvious that the stranger is alone, a race in his own right. Living alone with no companions or relatives, keeping his own secrets, this is the only information that Jenkins read from the stories just now.

"Meow~"

The cat with its tail wagging walked up to Jenkins, lowered its head and rubbed his arm. Jenkins looked at his cat, who immediately put its head over.

The man raised his hand and touched his cat twice, followed by Chocolate letting out a pleasant sound.

"I am not alone, at least I am not alone now. I have relatives, a lover, friends, and teachers. Although I am a stranger, I am not alone."

"Meow~"

The cat meowed softly, as if responding to Jenkins' words.

The ability of [Stranger] does not have fancy effects. It is a passive ability. When attacking with any form of means, it can cause additional damage to creatures of a different race than the holder.

This determination of "different races" does not seem to be based on the body but the soul. After all, [Stranger] can only be held by a race with only one tribesman. In other words, no matter who Jenkins fights, the opponent will be judged as a "different race", which will cause increased damage.

Because of the strange experience he encountered during the ceremony, after Jenkins left home and returned to the church, he had no energy to do anything else. He didn't even look for the Doomsday Slate near his home, and went straight back to the church to rest.

He rarely had such a deep sleep. When he woke up the next day, his thinking was extremely clear, but his first reaction was to recall what happened last night.

There was a continuous drizzle outside the window, and when I turned around I saw my cat eating. It seemed that someone had already delivered the cat's breakfast while Jenkins was asleep, so the chocolate did not disturb Jenkins' sleep.

"How long has it been since I slept until I woke up naturally?"

He asked his cat, who pretended not to understand.

But when he looked at his pocket watch, he realized that he had overslept. He and Fini had agreed to go to the cemetery to visit Louise's family and her neighbors today, but it was now ten o'clock in the morning, already past the agreed time.

After changing clothes, he grabbed the unfinished cat and rushed out of the room, but Fini was nowhere to be found in the church. After inquiring, she found out that she saw that Jenkins was still awake this morning, so she went to the cemetery in the suburbs first.

"Fini said you don't have to worry about it. She knows you've been very busy recently and she will send your share of flowers."

"Damn, I actually overslept."

Jenkins patted his head in annoyance, worried that his behavior would affect Feini's tall image.

"Meow~"

The cat is a little proud, because now Jenkins finally knows how lucky it is to have a cat that can wake up early.

He didn't even remember to eat breakfast, so he left the church with the chocolates. Feeney is protected by a scribe and there is no need to worry about her safety. But after all, he had made an appointment to go to the cemetery with her today, and Jenkins didn't want to break his promise.

Moreover, Jenkins had planned to tell Fini where Louise was at Louise's grave today, which could be regarded as a complete understanding of the matter. Now he just hoped that the church's carriage could go faster, otherwise it would be bad if they missed each other halfway.

Louise's family, like most of the residents in that alley, had no relatives. When a family member died, Jenkins and Feeney paid for the funeral together.

Because the cause of their death was Pirate King Divo, the autopsy took a long time. The church only allowed them to be cremated and buried after confirming that the corpses had no hidden objects and no curses or plagues.

The burial place was a public cemetery on the edge of the city. It was not that Jenkins was unwilling to spend more money to bury them in a better place. Although it cost a lot of money to purchase hundreds of graves, for Jenkins, who now owns mining shares, It's not a lot. It was Feeney who stopped Jenkins, thinking that was enough.

The carriage carried Jenkins through the city. In just half a week, the city had emerged from the haze of Angel's Fall. At least Jenkins believed that the pedestrians and shops outside the carriage were no different from the past. Mortals did not realize what they had faced, so they could recover so quickly.

After walking out of the city center, the surrounding area of ​​the city was covered with thick fog. The continuous drizzle did not dispel the fog, but made visibility worse. The driver had to speed up, and Jenkins felt more anxious.

When he got closer, he saw the shadow of a large cemetery at the foot of the mountain in the distance. The driver put Jenkins at the gate of the cemetery and told him not to worry.

Jenkins looked to the side and saw the carriage that brought Finnie and her temporary "bodyguard" parked aside. The two drivers seemed to know each other and soon sat together smoking and talking about the weather.

Putting the cat on his shoulder, Jenkins held an umbrella and walked onto the walkway made of horizontal stone blocks in the cemetery. Because of the bad weather, the cemetery was empty on Friday morning. Jenkins didn't even see where the gravekeeper went, but since the door of the cemetery was open, he didn't think he had gone far.

PS: The next chapter ends this volume, and the next chapter has 3375 words.

There are many things to do near the end of the semester. There will be no more updates before the holiday. The first-year graduate school classes are very difficult to take...

Chapter 1179 Chapter 1160 An Angel Descends to Me (End of this Volume)

"Where, where..."

After entering the cemetery, Jenkins muttered while taking out a note with his free left hand. On it were the locations of the graves of Louise's family and neighbors.

Confirming that he was not mistaken, he continued to move forward with his umbrella. Blinking, he wanted to determine the location of the female scribe first, so as to determine whether Finnie was still in the cemetery.

But after scanning the surroundings, the location of the ability light spot was actually in the woods outside the cemetery not far away. Jenkins frowned, and seeing that there was no one around, he took a run and directly climbed over the fence of the cemetery and came to the woods.