The Master of the Strange Realm

With that said, Dad took Jenkins into the station. He bought a ticket for himself, Jenkins and Chocolate, and then stood on the platform with him and waited.

Jenkins looked down at his and Cat's tickets in confusion. There was nothing special about the departure time or platform number on it. What was special was the steam locomotive number, which was completely different from the train number in Fidictry's country.

"Why buy a ticket for chocolate too?"

This is not Jenkin's era, a world where pets don't need to think about anything at all for transportation.

"As a precaution, the organizers require that all creatures on the bus, even a mouse, must have a ticket."

Dad explained, seeing that Jenkins was still confused, he finally told the truth:

"The train we are waiting for is actually an extremely rare Class B paranormal phenomenon B-11-05-3900 [Antiquities Fair]. That train will stop in the material world every 100 years, but the location can By divination and other means, collectors and antique dealers from all over the world will gather together to participate in such an event.”

"Wait a minute, Dad, 100 years ago, it seemed that the prototype of the steam train had just appeared. Are you sure it would come every 100 years? Could it be that 100 years ago, 200 years ago, or even more distant times, people wouldn't be interested in this kind of steam train? Confused about transportation?”

Jenkins asked.

"The last 100 years were horse-drawn carriages, and this 100 years are steam trains. Only those who have participated in the fair can know in advance the method and form of the next fair. I did not attend the last fair, but The old gentleman who taught me antique appraisal had participated in it.”

In addition to benefactors like Dad who take the initiative to participate, B-11-05-3900 will also actively attract ordinary people to enter the market. Ordinary people who participate in this event will lose some key memories after leaving, just thinking that they are lucky to have encountered a good auction.

In addition to antiques from various eras, B-11-05-3900 will also sell some extraordinary items and even numbered items with a small probability. However, these items are only open to gifters, so there are also some well-informed gifters who will prepare in advance like Jenkins and Dad.

But in general, every time B-11-05-3900 was held in the past, a larger proportion of ordinary people were attracted unconsciously, so the risk of this event was not great, let alone the management of B-11- The non-human creatures of 05-3900 will also spontaneously maintain order.

"Then what currency will be used for transactions in the [Antiquities Fair]? It shouldn't be the currency circulating in human society, right?"

Jenkins asked again, guessing it was a sin coin, but he didn't think everyone had a sin coin.

"Gold, silver, and barter are also accepted."

Dad motioned to Jenkins to look at his suitcase.

"I have been preparing for this for a long time. I hope not to miss a valuable treasure."

Dad brought Jenkins here mainly because he wanted to see the world and open his eyes, so he didn't let him prepare hard currency such as gold to buy things in advance. Jenkins didn't think he had that kind of luck, so while waiting for the bus with his father, he just thought about the abnormal creature on B-11-05-3900 and wondered whether he could accept the sin currency in exchange for abilities.

Not long ago, he obtained 12 new sin coins in Black Town, plus the 2 blasphemous seeds and 1 greedy ring that he had left before. His "wallet" is quite rich. If he has the opportunity, he wants to try to find a new one. Ability.

Chapter 1540 Chapter 1516 Believers and Tickets

While waiting for the bus, I chatted with my father about the recent events in Beldilan. From somewhere, Dad also heard the top-secret information about the [Vampire Nemesis] that can restrain the [Blood Mosquito Curse]. He even knew that the church was negotiating with the Stuart family, but there was no good news yet.

As for the Tobacco Club in the city on Monday night, Dad also heard something. In addition to lamenting to Jenkins that believers of lies were everywhere, he also told Jenkins that the church had discovered strange clues.

"Although divination cannot be performed, after that night, reports came from all over the world that some people who smoked tobacco had a very similar dream that night. Through the intentions and numerous descriptions in the dream, the church I think the [Scent Smell Appreciation Committee] is bringing a troublesome thing that was sealed in ancient times back to the real world.”

"Did the church find out?"

Jenkins was overjoyed. He had been worried about how to tell the church about this.

"What is it?"

he asked, pretending not to know.

"this......"

Dad seemed to know, but considering that the Disaster Beast was deeply involved, he did not tell Jenkins the truth in the end. He told Jenkins not to spread this matter, and said that the church had found a solution. Instead of worrying about the thing sleeping in the dream, it was better to worry about the believers of the God of Lies.

"Did they do anything bad again?"

"Didn't you notice? Since last autumn, the scope of activities of this group of people has been gradually expanding. I'm worried that sooner or later, that group of scammers will spread to every corner of the material world."

Dad said worriedly.

"Hmm... So, why does the church think that the God of Lies has many followers? I have noticed that the believers of lies that have appeared recently seem to have very similar characteristics. Maybe they are all the same person."

"How is this possible? How can one person have so many abilities? How can one person appear at the crime scene every time? They must have a huge organization. I don't know if you have noticed that there are very few believers in lies. Using spells and rituals, they are extremely good at various unsystematic and unmatched abilities. These are obviously different people... As for the similarities, it is obvious that they believe in the same god, so they will naturally have similar abilities and characteristics. As for the number of lie believers, the church currently believes that in addition to the few people we know are active in the Nolan area, there should be at least twenty more people around the world. This is only a rough estimate..."

"How was this estimated?"

"I don't quite understand what probability it seems to be calculated on, but the spread of believers in lies is now an indisputable fact."

Dad nodded and said.

Jenkins opened his mouth slightly, wondering how this rumor came about. Nowadays, there is only one person who can be regarded as the real "believer of lies". The others are either him or imaginary phantoms.

The father on the other side was still chattering about lies about believers. He warned Jenkins not to underestimate that group of people. That group of people were extremely good at disguising and hiding, so the church concluded that only a part of them were exposed now. people.

"You never know which corner the believers of lies will jump out from. They seem to be following every disaster and controlling the occurrence of various strange events."

Having said this, Dad also solemnly said to Jenkins:

"Sooner or later, you will face this group of people head-on, so you must pay attention to the intelligence every time they appear and analyze the actions of each of their members. This is very important!"

Jenkins has decided never to discuss this topic with his father again.

In addition to Jenkins and Dad, some more benefactors appeared one after another at the railway line waiting to get on the train. At the same time, some wealthy businessmen and nobles also came from the waiting hall. Most of them seemed to have no idea what the current situation was, but they still did not choose to turn around and leave.

Seeing more and more people waiting for the train, Jenkins knew that the train was coming soon.

He clutched the tickets for himself and Chocolate tightly, and when looking into the distance, he didn't forget to ask his father:

"Are the tickets also bought with precious metals?"

"No, I bought it with shillings. The important thing about getting on the bus is the qualification, not the ticket price!"

As soon as Dad finished speaking, the sound of a whistle suddenly sounded in the distance. This is a train station, and it is not unusual for such a sound to appear, but the whistle that appeared at this time seemed to appear next to the people waiting for the train.

Before people could react, the heavy-duty steam locomotive with a dark appearance had already entered the station. Although Jenkins didn't know much about trains, he could tell that this type of vehicle was usually a truck transporting coal.

Even though it entered the station at a speed that seemed to knock the entire station away, it finally stopped safely next to the platform.

All the doors were pushed open neatly at the same time by the conductors in the train. The conductors, who were wearing uniforms and even looked the same, stood at the door waiting for ticket checking.

Dad looked at Jenkins and nodded, then walked forward first and handed over his ticket. The steward with a smile on his face looked down and punched the upper right corner of the ticket with a metal punch. A hole.

"Welcome to the market and wish you a happy shopping."

He said while handing back the ticket, and then motioned to his father to continue walking inside.

Next was Jenkins. He followed his father's action and handed over the tickets for himself and chocolate, but the flight attendant took one look at them and handed them back.

"Sorry, dear guest, your ticket is for the VIP carriage, which has a special boarding gate. Please continue to move forward, the carriage is at the front."

The ticket inspector said respectfully.

The father who was standing in the carriage waiting for Jenkins also heard the conversation. He turned his head to look at Jenkins and then at the two tickets in confusion. Dad bought all the tickets himself, and he also checked the contents on the tickets. The three tickets should be exactly the same except for the numbers.

"It's okay, Dad, just go inside and do your own thing. Although I don't know why, I'll go to the front and give it a try."

Jenkins waved the ticket and said:

"If I fail to get in the car, I will go back and wait for you. If I get in the car, I think we will meet sooner or later. Oh, you don't have to worry about me, there won't be any danger here."

Chapter 1541 Chapter 1517 Metal Detector

It was obvious that Dad still had concerns, but what Jenkins said made sense. Besides, the train's stop time was limited, and there was no room for the two of them to waste any more time.

"Well, pay attention to safety and don't run around if you can't get in the car."

Dad nodded to Jenkins, who waved to him again, then left the carriage door and walked quickly to the No. 1 carriage the conductor said.

Although the train seemed extremely long, Jenkins somehow managed to walk only a few steps with a sense of chocolate to the entrance of Car No. 1. You can tell from the first glance that this is a VIP carriage. In addition to the fact that the flight attendants are no longer men in uniform uniforms but have become women, there is also a red carpet at the entrance.

Jenkins stepped forward and handed over the tickets for himself and the cat. The female flight attendant bowed slightly to Jenkins, and then carefully looked at the faces of the two tickets:

"Welcome to the market, distinguished sir. Please come in, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

She bowed to Jenkins again, leaving her collar unbuttoned, thus giving Jenkins something remarkable to see. But he had just left Bryony this morning and had no reaction at all.

After entering the carriage, the interior space is as huge as a banquet hall. Presumably because this was a VIP ride, the only passengers seemed to be Jenkins and the cat. At this time, the train had not yet departed, and the carriage was decorated like a living room in a large manor. Jenkins looked around, then sat on the sofa, and then saw that there were various places on the coffee table in front of him, and there were even some stored in it. Champagne in an ice bucket.

"Dear customers, the train is about to leave, please hold your position. This journey lasts approximately 7 hours and 52 minutes. The train will run around the Belduran area and finally stop at the departure station. There will be no stops along the way. Dear customers, please Please keep your personal belongings and wish everyone a pleasant journey.”

The sound seemed to come from a very far away place, but it was also very clear. Jenkins looked around and finally determined that he was indeed the only one in the so-called VIP compartment.

He stood up and wanted to look elsewhere, but it was eerily quiet here. Unexpectedly, as soon as he stood up, all the furniture around him disappeared like pencil drawings erased by an eraser. At the same time, along both sides of the hall, glass counters like a jewelry store appeared, inside which displayed the contents of this carriage. For sale.

Decent oil paintings were hung on the walls, and female receptionists with identical faces in uniforms stood behind each counter, saying nothing but with warm smiles on their faces.

Noisy sounds came from the carriage at the back, as if the place had really turned into a lively market. But no matter what, at least this place still looks like a high-end jewelry store. Jenkins lowered his head with interest and looked at the counter nearest to him. Inside was a dark bullet, with a label next to it indicating the price and price of the item. introduce:

[A-03-2-3499, tandem bullet. After the target is hit and killed, all relatives within three generations of the target will die from the same injuries. Note that if the bullet does not cause death of the target, it will only cause the target to permanently and irreversibly lose its reproductive function; note that the shape of the bullet can be changed according to the needs of the hand-held firearm.

Selling price: 3 sin coins (any kind)]

"Hey, this is really scary~"

Jenkins took a breath and subconsciously stayed away from the counter. Turning around and looking around, all the products on the glass counters in this carriage had aura. In other words, there were at least twenty numbered items in this carriage.

"Sir, would you like to take a closer look at this item?"

the woman at the counter asked.

Jenkins shook his head politely and refused, thinking at the same time:

"Now I know why this is a VIP carriage."

He wanted to continue taking a look at the items for sale here, and then go to the back car to look for his father. At this moment, a voice came from behind:

"Dear guest, would you like me to introduce to you the products here?"

Turning around, a middle-aged man wearing a black formal suit, a bowler hat, and a monocle appeared at the entrance of the carriage. He was portly but his voice was steady and infectious. The aura on his body is exactly the same as that of the receptionists. He must be a shopping guide specially equipped for this carriage.

"I......"

He wanted to refuse, but then he remembered that he did have some problems:

"I actually want to know, why do you think I am a distinguished guest?"

He asked, ignoring the fact that cats are also considered guests of honor, because he subconsciously believed that chocolate and himself were one. The cat said he was very happy.

"Because the ticket detected a lot of sin coins on you."

The chubby man had a respectful smile, but because he was a little too fat, his eyes were narrowed like slits. But this also has the advantage, that is, it is difficult for Jenkins to read his thoughts from his eyes, and naturally he cannot see that the fat man is a little scared and never dares to look at Jenkins' shoulder.

"It turns out that the reason for the sin coins was..."

He smiled to himself, thinking that the market would be able to recognize his difference.

"Well, I do need something. I'm currently looking for a metal product that is good at calculations and was sealed underground a long time ago in ancient times. Are there any items here that can help me find it? "

he asked.

The fat man was relieved when he saw that Jenkins didn't ask about the VIP carriage. He led Jenkins inside in a familiar manner, and then motioned to the receptionist behind the counter to open the counter and take out what looked like a metal detector placed inside.

The appearance of this item is a brass ring connected by a black iron rod, and there is no other pattern or decoration. The fat man put on white gloves and easily picked it up to show it to Jenkins, and then introduced:

"This is called B-10-5-0421 [Frenzy Metal Detector] by people in the material world. This thing is very cheap because it is subject to great restrictions. It can detect [special items] [buried deep underground] [with metal components], but it can only give detection results directly above, and cannot tell the user the specific buried location."

"Sounds good."

Jenkins nodded, he hoped that this would help him find the original model of the differential engine buried deep in Nolan in advance.

"The price is..."

He glanced at the sign, which read 12 sin coins. Although the price is a bit expensive, he can still afford it. In fact, Jenkins has been tempted, and this money is definitely worth spending.

PS: 12 more tomorrow.

Chapter 1542 Chapter 1518 The Fruit of a Beautiful Dream

Perhaps because he saw that Jenkins had a clear desire to buy, the fat man enthusiastically promoted the item in his hand:

"This is definitely a great value product. Although it doesn't look very good in appearance, its effect is 100% guaranteed. Even if there is a seal blocking it, it can detect items buried deep underground. I can assure you of this."

"Then if the item has its own consciousness and has a strong anti-divination ability, will the metal detector be useful?"

Jenkins asked, even preparing to take out his pocket.

"This..."

The smile on the fat man's face froze. Jenkins understood what he meant, sighed and took his hand out of his pocket.

"Having self-awareness is a bit troublesome. You also know that it is unfair to use dead things against living things."