The Master of the Strange Realm

"Mr. Willamt, I have a question for you."

"Please say."

He felt a little uneasy, but he hadn't done anything to hurt this lady, so it should be fine.

"Do you have a lady you like? Although your face is very young, you are older than Hathaway and I, right?"

"not yet."

Jenkins showed an embarrassed expression. Recently, he didn't dare to go back to his home on Privet Drive. Mary's enthusiasm for urging marriage was getting stronger and stronger day by day.

Chapter 149 Chapter 145 The Life-span Spear at a Slight Price

"Do you need me to introduce you? I have many unmarried friends, they are all qualified ladies, and some are even fans of your books. What do you think, do you want to consider it? I heard from my father that you were famous for "Stories from a Stranger" The kingdom's writers and critics have unanimously praised you. Those old gentlemen do not praise others easily... Readers also praise you as the best storyteller in recent years. Mr. Baron, why don't you think about your marriage. ? A qualified gentleman should start a family as soon as possible."

She said with a smile, and Jenkins nodded ignorantly, feeling like he was facing Mary Williams again.

Without waiting for Jenkins to object, she said:

"That's it, next week's weekend, right here, in the banquet hall on the first floor, I will hold a small dance and invite friends to come. My father does not allow me to leave here, so this can be regarded as the best time after that catastrophe. It’s our first gathering, I wonder if the newly promoted Mr. Baron can come.”

"I……"

"That would be great. See you there on Saturday evening!"

The blonde girl smiled and bent down, saluted like a man, and then smiled at the chocolate lying on the bed.

Hathaway, who walked in with her maid, happened to see this scene, and she subconsciously looked at Jenkins in confusion.

Then Miss Michael also narrowed her eyes and looked at Jenkins.

"There's something strange about this scene."

Jenkins lowered his head and pretended to arrange his clothes, confirming in his heart that he was still the same Jenkins who was not good at interacting with women.

After being troubled by Miss Michael for some time, she was perfectly healthy and showed no sign of being contaminated by the devil's blasphemous knowledge. It seems that Jenkins’ [Profane Production] really is the nemesis of that weird kind of pollution.

Hathaway later also found out about the invitation to the ball. She was a little unhappy, but she didn't show it, but Jenkins somehow understood.

With this inexplicable feeling, he bid farewell to the two noble girls, declined their offer to see each other off, and closed the door behind him.

"Bryony, what are you going to do? Mr. Williamson is my friend."

The red-haired girl was a little angry, but her tone was still gentle.

"Help him introduce a marriage partner. Didn't Father Oliver mention this to us?"

The blonde girl replied.

Miss Hesha then thought about it. With Jenkins' eccentric character, if no one helped him, he might really become a thirty-year-old bachelor living alone, so she became happy.

"If so, that's great. Mr. Willemt will thank us later."

This time, there is one more person who feels confused.

"Not that kind of relationship?"

(Dividing line)

As Jenkins walked out of the ward, he was stopped by someone, the same short lady just now.

"Sir, I'm here to pay you back!"

She reached out, holding a copper coin and a crumpled five-penny note.

"Oh, so fast? But I gave you fivepence straight away."

"This is interest. I must pay interest when I borrow money, otherwise it will not be a fair transaction! According to the current interest rate of Mr. Traveler's bank, well, just add one and make it one penny!"

"I can't beat her."

Jenkins mentally acknowledged the fact that he could easily be beaten over by the lady in front of him, so he took the 6p.

"No need to calculate so carefully."

"That's not possible. Everything in this world can be calculated clearly. There must be no mistakes!"

As the girl spoke, she grabbed the shoulder strap of the yellow satchel, waved to Jenkins, and ran down the stairs again with her little leather shoes.

"Generally, people who say this will regret it later."

He said the second half of what he just said, shrugged, hugged the chocolate and was about to leave.

A hand was placed on his shoulder, and when he turned around, he saw that it was Captain Binsi.

"You're actually here!"

"That's what I want to say."

Jenkins replied helplessly, it seems that he should be cautious when going out.

The two of them walked side by side to the oil painting of a knight riding a horse in front of the stairs.

"Just when I was about to look for you, you appeared. This was the sage's instruction!"

"I'm here to visit a friend, forget it, what can I do?"

"treat."

This can only be the reason.

The cause of the matter was the demon incident. The trophies after killing the demon included not only the candle and the short blade left by Jenkins, but also the more dangerous things that the church did not announce. They were searched from Wellington's residence.

"B-02-3-8810, a spear of longevity at a slight price."

Pulling Jenkins to the attic on the top floor of the hospital, in addition to the secret keeper Smith, there were also several strangers standing here, as well as an unconscious young man who was tied to the hospital bed.

"This is the friend of [all things and nature]."

Captain Binsey winked at Jenkins.

"B-02-3-8810 is the [Supernatural] lost by the Church of All Things. After knowing that it was found, a buyback agreement has been reached. This time is to finally confirm whether the function of this item is the same as the record."

That’s why the location was chosen here. There is no local church for All Spirits, but this hospital should be regarded as a local stronghold.

In cities where there is no [Church of Knowledge and Books], some bookstores also play the same role. It's just that some are public, like this hospital, and some are secret, like the one at [Sun and Justice Church].

"The function of this item is just as the name says. It uses a spear to penetrate the human heart. After being extracted, the target human will have a life span of five years and eight months, but will permanently lose taste, smell, hearing, and vision. Two of them, and can only be used once by a human."

The person who opened his mouth to explain was an old man with the holy symbol of the All Souls painted on his chest. His face was old, and the wrinkles on his face were like thousands of ravines washed out by the river. Jenkins heard his father say that the most primitive way for the benefactors of their church to accumulate souls was to understand all things in nature.

Different from the original method used by the ancient bestowers, the current way of enlightenment is to smear a "special" oil on the body and then sit naked in the wilderness.

The overly old face may be related to this.

"What happens if you use it a second time?"

Jenkins asked curiously, and the old man explained patiently: "Direct death, the most complete death, a death that cannot be saved by any abilities, rituals, or objects."

Jenkins nodded understandingly.

The most malicious thing about this item is that the damage to the heart will not be repaired automatically after the spear is drawn out. In other words, if you don't prepare healing methods in advance, even if you live longer, you will die from hemorrhage in a few seconds.

PS: The additional updates are over. Two updates per day will resume. The next update time is to be determined. I am already ranked third on the Shuke Monthly Update List.

Chapter 150 Chapter 146 Gear Germs

"This is the reason why I came to you. Among the believers in [All Souls], there are a larger base of gifters who are proficient in healing, but it would be too troublesome to dispatch them to other places. Nolan Diocese can handle such fatal injuries, and can also Only three people were cured in time, but you are the only one who is most at ease."

Captain Binsey concluded that Jenkins could not argue with this "most leisurely", since he was a civilian after all.

The young man tied to the bed was a death row inmate taken from prison. He could now be called a test subject.

This person's crime was blackmail, and he was originally the assistant of a well-known detective. While at work, he intercepted sensitive photos taken by detectives when investigating extramarital affairs, and directly extorted pounds of gold from the victims in exchange for sending the photos to newspapers.

This young man has some skills, and his profession as a detective assistant also makes him pay attention to his concealment. But his greed was so strong that he extorted five victims within a week. The police station and the post office cooperated with each other and found him easily. Today is only the fourth day of arrest.

As for the trial, one of the people targeted for blackmail held an important position in City Hall, so the trial was carried out quickly, which can be regarded as saving taxpayers' money.

According to the laws of the kingdom, anyone who extorts more than 100 pounds can be sentenced to hanging, so this sentence is actually very reasonable, but there are some problems with the process.

"He now has 34 years left to live."

The old man pointed a gold ornament like a pocket watch at the unconscious young man, lowered his head to check for a moment, and then said to Jenkins: "After a while, Rook will stab the spear directly, and then quickly withdraw it. You can treat him immediately, okay?"

"no problem."

The strong man behind the old man pulled out the slender steel gun wrapped in linen. The blood-red stain on the steel tip of the long gun was very eye-catching. It looked very much like the traces left by dried blood, but when Jenkins looked at it, he felt that the traces were alive.

"Are you ready?"

Two other men in khaki robes helped the unconscious young man up. The strong man pointed the gun at his ripped chest and asked Jenkins.

"Three, two, one!"

The spear was thrust out steadily and hard, and there was no slight sound of flesh and blood breaking. Instead, a bunch of small metal parts fell out of the wound.

The strong man was stunned and hurriedly pulled out his spear, exposing his hollow chest. Jenkins reached out and pressed it, but quickly took it away.

While shaking off the sticky mixture of blood and oil on his palms, he frowned and said:

"I can only speed up healing, not create organs out of thin air."

Everyone in the room looked at the young man's hollow chest. No flesh and blood could be seen there, only densely packed small gear-shaped workpieces biting together with some minced meat in the gears, which together presented a strange and strange beauty.

"Sage! This is gear germ A-08-1-9990, the guys from the [Gear Craftsmen Association]!"

Captain Binsi roared.

The test of B-02-3-8810 was in vain, and the discovery of the gear bacteria was the real big event. You can tell from the name that this is a biological mystery and has the general characteristics of germs - [infection].

Mr. Smith and the old man from the [Church of All Things and Nature] immediately took out a ceremonial silver dagger and cut their fingers, took a sip of their own blood, and then asked the people around them to do the same.

Including Jenkins, a total of nine people present cut their fingers in turn. One of them, a middle-aged man, seemed to have a problem with his blood. As soon as he put the cut finger into his mouth, he was stunned. .

"He was infected."

Jenkins heard Captain Binsi whisper beside him, his tone full of pity.

"The A-08-1-9990 gear germ spreads through air, water, skin contact and other means. Once infected, unless the body is completely incinerated, it will eventually become a gear person made of emotionless gears. , of course, when the gear transformation of the internal organs exceeds 30%, he can no longer be considered a human being."

Jenkins, Captain Bincy, and Mr. Smith sat in the same carriage back to the city. Mr. Smith slowly explained to Jenkins.

"You can think of it as a kind of flu with special effects. Every time this germ is found in a densely populated area, it is a disaster."

"Will there be a plague?"

Jenkins asked worriedly.

"No, a germ source can only infect a limited number of people. The heart of a patient carrying a germ source will be the first to fully gear up before all organs, just like the person just now. He has been infected for a long time, and now we The focus should be on the people he came into contact with before and after his arrest, and viral metabolites can only be crafted in a special way."

When Mr. Smith was in the hospital, he had already informed the church with a triangular charm about what happened here. The police station and prison should be very busy now.

"The A-08-1-9990 gear germ is a strange thing that is completely controlled by the [Gear Artisans Guild]. There is reason to believe that they have the means to produce this germ in small batches."

Captain Binsi's expression was very serious, and his collar was raised up to cover half of his face. At this time, there was a big black book floating in front of him. There was a continuously rotating gear embedded in the cover of the book. Every time Captain West waved his right hand, the book would emit a puff of steam:

"Every time this kind of germ appears, it means that the madmen of the Artisan Guild have created a considerable number of sources of germ infection. The good news is that the ability of this germ to infect the benefactor is much weaker than that of ordinary people. The bad news is that ordinary people The destructive power and strange abilities after infection are comparable to those of ordinary level 3 benefactors.”

Although the carriage was the private property of the church and the carriage driver could be trusted, the three of them did not discuss the issue too much. Jenkins got off the car at the intersection near Fifth Queen's Avenue. Mr. Smith and Captain Binsey had to go to the church to gather manpower to trace the source of the germs and prepare for epidemic prevention.

"This city really never stops."

Jenkins sighed a little, touched the chocolate's fur, and decided to go to his father's place first.

"Gear germ?"

Dad was so frightened that he dropped everything in his hands.

"Have you heard of it too?"

"Of course, I almost got it during the last outbreak fifty years ago."

He walked around for a few times and looked up at Jenkins:

"Come back at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Bring your gun and charms. I will take you somewhere."

"Wait a minute, Dad!"

Jenkins immediately became alert: "Every time we go out together, we will encounter something unusual. Are you sure you really want to take me there?"