The Master of the Strange Realm

"Pen."

He muttered, looking at the cat with its head stretched out on his shoulder for a few seconds before carefully taking out the pen.

This is a pen that is the same size and thickness as an ordinary fountain pen. The black pen barrel and black cap are very bright and have an obvious metallic color. There are no patterns on the surface of the pen barrel. It looks like it has just been scrubbed and polished. It feels warm and smooth to the touch. The black pen cap hook is the same as the pen cap. It feels like frosting, with water-like patterns surrounding it and connecting them together.

Jenkins took off the pen cap and glanced at the nib, then turned away from the pen barrel and brought it to his eyes. He saw red liquid in the ink sac.

"Is this blood?"

"Yes, this pen will automatically draw the user's blood as ink. But its effect is not small. Holding this pen for writing activities will greatly speed up your thinking speed, and your writing and drawing speed will be at least three times faster, and It can flow out the corresponding color of ink according to the user's ideas, not just ink, but also oil paint, quill pen ink and even pencil traces."

Said the demigod from the Mechanicus Church whose name Jenkins could not name.

"I'm really curious, why is this item in your hands and not in the hands of the Sage Church...and what else?"

Jenkins asked.

"what else?"

The demigod said in confusion.

"What else does it do?"

"That's all. Don't underestimate its value. C-11-5-0399 [Writer's Companion] can speed up thinking and writing, which is what many people dream of."

Jenkins withdrew his gaze from the penholder and looked up at the other party. He didn't say again until the other party was a little embarrassed:

"Although I know you can't come up with anything good, this... is better than nothing. But I also want to ask a question, and you can answer it as you see fit."

"What do you want to ask?"

Miss Strace asked.

"We noticed a couple of larger fog clusters around the city last weekend, what were they?"

"I can tell you this, and you will know it sooner or later. That is an abnormal space area, which overlaps with other areas of the material world. It is not yet known why this happened. I don't know that the spatial order of the material world has come at the end of the world. The natural collapse of time is still the work of the difference engine as you said. "

Jenkins nodded after receiving the answer. He already knew this answer, and the question was just to satisfy his own image. He put the pen into his pocket, calmed the restless [Creation Pencil] in his spirit, and then looked at the people in the Mechanicus Church:

"This gift is just a fool, but if on Wednesday, all you give me is a fire-breathing tiger and a little white rabbit that can spit out wind blades, I think the believers of lies will reconsider their cooperation with the believers of the Righteous God. Is it necessary to continue?”

After bidding farewell to the evergreen forest, the unicorn, who had a great time playing in the forest, once again carried Jenkins into the sky, and then took him back home.

It happened to be lunch time after I got home, so I had lunch at home for the first time in a long time. Hathaway was going out again in the afternoon, seemingly busy with the musicians. Bryony was not bored either. Marquis Michael handed her a note asking her to go home because he had something to say.

As for Julia, she left St. George Street after lunch and went to Dolores. Although the maid lady now spends most of her time with Jenkins, she still misses her princess, so she has to go back from time to time.

So this afternoon, Jenkins was the only one left at home. Instead of taking his cat on an exciting adventure in the city, he sat at the table and sorted out the current clues, analyzed his own gains and losses, and speculated on his opponent's next possible move. trend.

What's more important is to fuse the C-11-5-0399 [Writer's Companion] that I just got with the [Creation Pencil] I got in the train mystery.

Under the principle of like devouring, the two merged together. Different from maintaining the characteristics of two keys and not integrating them, the Creation Pencil and the new pen have high compatibility in terms of functionality, so Jenkins is not worried that the two will cover each other in terms of functionality.

The fused new gift still has the appearance of a pencil, and the characteristics of a pen have completely disappeared, but the appearance of the pencil has changed slightly. Not only has it become thicker, but it also feels a bit like a metal product.

Jenkins tried using [Creation Pencil] + [Reading and Writing] + [Book of Memories] to create things in the void, and the cube-shaped 9×9 metal Rubik's Cube fell into his hands almost immediately.

"The speed of creation seems to be faster."

He was thinking in his mind, pointing at the space next to the desk again. From the appearance of dense black lines, to the filling of colors, and finally to the color and texture of the material becoming more realistic, the exact same desk appeared in almost one second. Not used.

But that's not the point. Jenkins looked at the desk in confusion and then at his hands:

"Why can't I feel the consumption of my spirit? No, it's not that I can't feel it, it's that the consumption of my spirit has been reduced."

He stood up and touched the brand new desk to confirm that what he drew was a solid object and not an phantom, then walked to the window and looked at the street outside and the three-story tall metal black tower in the distance:

"The price of void creation has been greatly reduced. In future battles and abilities, I should be able to find more new tricks. In this way, the Church of the Machine has provided me with this gift, which seems to be my luck."

Of course, when the ladies went home at night, the blonde girl who was invited by Jenkins to spend the night asked about the new furniture in the bedroom, and Jenkins excitedly explained his ability, which was another matter.

Chapter 1857 Chapter 1828 and the World Tree

Time hurried to Tuesday. The church received news early in the morning that the traces of the Artisans Association were found, so a group of people were dispatched to the mining area for search.

Jenkins brought his cat to the tree in the Evergreen Forest early, and Alexia also came with him. She was the only one among the ladies in the family who had a reason to be here.

Originally, Jenkins wanted to invite the old elf to witness this moment, but the elf was unwilling to reveal his identity to the church. But he promised to watch here not far away. If Jenkins can really succeed in becoming a real world tree seedling, he will be relieved.

Today's weather is gloomy, and even the Evergreen Forest is wandering with a cold wind.

After entering the forest, he followed the instructions of the church and stood alone under the tree, looking at the white upside-down shadow. Daddy came out of the forest and greeted Jenkins:

"Just now, Befanna said that she originally proposed to put your baptism today, but you refused."

Mr. Gref also used this excuse yesterday, but in fact it was partly true.

"Which of the previous baptisms was not interrupted by accidents? Oh, Daddy, this operation of closing the seeds of the world tree is dangerous, and I don't want other accidents. Miss Befanna even suggested that at the same time as the baptism, a ceremony of learning abilities should be held here, so that I can also obtain [the blessing of books]. I also refused. Doing only one thing at a time, the possibility of mistakes is also smaller."

Jenkins hurriedly shook his head and retracted his eyes from the upside-down figure.

"Dad, I think this may not be so easy. If I have an accident, please bring the chocolate back to my house. Someone will take care of it."

"Don't say such things."

Dad said sternly:

"You have to take care of your own cat."

"I'm just worried that something unexpected will happen. I don't mean anything else."

Jenkins shook his head:

"I've always felt uneasy recently."

"That's normal. Everyone is uneasy now."

At this point, Sigrid also came out of the forest. She came to witness today's events as agreed. Although the Sage Church was reluctant to let the pagans appear at the scene, they had to agree at Jenkins' request.

It only takes a simple action to close the seeds of the world tree, so there is actually not much preparation to do. At about nine o'clock in the morning, almost everyone who should come had arrived, and the church had arranged what to do after success or failure.

Jenkins asked his cat and Sigrid to leave the open space under the tree together. The open space had been carved with orderly runes to guide the huge spirits that might appear.

Everyone on the edge of the open space was looking at Jenkins. Jenkins looked up and took a last look at the giant tree and closed his eyes. He took a portion of the seeds in each hand, and slowly and firmly, under the gaze of everyone, he put them together.

(Chocolate running...)

In the less than one year since he came to this world, Jenkins had fallen into a coma countless times. But no coma made him feel as comfortable as it was now.

In fact, he was not sure that his current state should be called a coma, because he was still conscious, but there was nothing in front of him except pure white light. He was not sure whether the white light in front of him at this moment was his illusion or a real light.

It was as if the body was soaked in warm water, the limbs were limp and powerless, and the consciousness was unwilling to control the body's actions, and even unwilling to perceive the state of his body.

After being immersed in this wonderful sense of laziness for a long time, the light gradually weakened, and the body's perception ability returned one by one, and Jenkins also realized that he was lying on the grass.

When he opened his eyes, he did not see his cat poking his head out, nor did he see the church people coming to care about him. He moaned softly, climbed up with the grass under him, and found that he was standing under a giant tree.

It was not the giant tree in the Evergreen Forest. The tree in front of him was even bigger. The canopy that was almost invisible to the top covered the huge island in the middle of the lake where Jenkins stood like an umbrella. The mottled light and shadow tilted from the lush branches to the grass blown by the warm wind. Some strange golden light spots flickered in the branches, green grass and air.

With the giant tree as the center, the grass on the island in the middle of the lake was densely covered with protruding tree roots. But it was not abrupt, and it blended into the environment in an unusually harmonious way.

Everything was very peaceful.

This was the island in the middle of the lake, but at the edge of the lake, the transparent light screen blocked Jenkins's sight from looking further away. He could only see a small area as far as he could see.

Looking up at the giant tree:

"World Tree?"

He asked softly, but there was no answer from any voice. The wind in the distance blew the canopy, making the branches sway, and the dense rustling sound made Jenkins feel at ease for no reason.

Without any guidance, he placed his right hand on the thick tree trunk in front of him, and then used the ability of [Empathy with Living Beings] to touch the tree's consciousness.

It was a very huge consciousness, but it was completely different from that of a god, but equally great. The huge consciousness existed in every corner of this space, and it even seemed like the consciousness that was born in this space.

After connecting with Jenkins' consciousness, a green light fell in front of him from the top of the tree canopy, and then the woman surrounded by strange golden light spots appeared in front of Jenkins like a clay sculpture, becoming complete from bottom to top.

This is undoubtedly an illusion, an image constructed by World Tree to talk to Jenkins. She was wearing a light blue fluffy dress, and her abnormally long green hair had a golden gem hair pin. The facial image is not identifiable, like someone Jenkins knows. She can see the images of Hathaway, Britney and even Little Feeney.

But if you look closely, it's definitely the face of a complete stranger. It’s not stunningly beautiful, but it definitely fits Jenkins’ aesthetic.

Jenkins pursed his lips and looked at the other person, and the woman also looked at him with a peaceful expression. The comfortable wind made Jenkins enjoy everything at the moment. He thought about it and chose the first question:

"Are you...Yggdrasil?"

"It can be said like this."

The woman didn't open her mouth, and the voice automatically appeared in Jenkins' mind.

"This is... a forest of flowers?"

"No, this is your consciousness. This is all just your imagination. The world outside the material world has different rules from the material world. There are weird orders and terrifying natural phenomena there. That is not where you should go now. Moreover, do you really think that World Tree is only of this size?”

Jenkins looked up at the tree and saw the golden light spots surrounding the branches:

"Yeah, how could it be just like this?"

"If you want to form a stable world system in the void outside the material world, you need a cornerstone. The World Tree is the cornerstone of the blossoming forest, and it can also be considered as the essence of the flourishing forest. It is not something that can be seen at a glance."

"So, you are also my illusion?"

"No, I am looking at your World Tree from a distant world."

The woman walked towards Jenkins, then turned into a point of light and passed directly through his body, and then recovered behind him. Jenkins turned and followed the woman, leaving the tree with her and heading towards the lake.

"You closed the seeds of the World Tree. That is the same power as me, so I paid attention to you, so we had the current conversation."

"So you're here to give me a test?"

Jenkins asked as he looked at the grass at his feet. He noticed that there seemed to be no other animals here, but as soon as he thought this, he looked up and saw a group of deer gathered together in the distance, grazing with their heads lowered.

"Why should I give you a test?"

the woman asked.

"For the awakening of [World Tree Seedling]."

"No, it has already awakened. You have touched the true origin spirit of the World Tree, and you have the conditions to accommodate this power, so you have already awakened."

"is that so?"

Jenkins looked at his hands, and then called out the power point. He thought he couldn't do it in the illusion in his mind, but the light spot still appeared, and the green light spot in the central inner circle had quietly changed:

【Origin of Life】→【World Tree Seedlings】

"Is it that simple?"

"So what do you think it's going to be like?"

The woman stopped and turned to give Jenkins a smile.

"Maybe I should defeat a terrible enemy, or try to collect some very precious materials, or solve a mystery that has troubled people for thousands of years."

Jenkins replied, and the woman smiled again, turned around and continued to lead Jenkins towards the lake:

"Actually, you have already done these things in the past. For you, the World Tree seedling is actually only the last step away. Think about it, if the natural savior needs such troublesome steps to awaken, then at the end of every era, really Can so many people compete for that sole qualification? You have done enough, Jenkins."

Jenkins didn't speak anymore, but felt the power filling his body. After summoning the power light spot, he became aware of the flowing spirit and gifts, and even the two flames on his chest. The green flames and the red flames turned into a blazing state at some point.

The soul of the tree also awakened. The moment the seeds of the World Tree closed together, a lot of things really happened.

"Then you came to see me because..."

"I just want to see you. After all, you have the same power as me. Although there are many people in the Elf Royal Family who can become World Tree seedlings from the earliest era, but in my opinion, no one can be like you, who can be like this. This ability fits.”

"You mean my essence is the World Tree?"

The big-tailed squirrel jumped down from the tree crown and ran to Jenkins' feet, placed the plump pinecones at his feet and hurried away. Jenkins bent down and picked up the pine cone and held it in his hand.

PS: The author is sure, has Jenkins told the church that he is now a seventh-level gifter (the seventh level was achieved when he swallowed the seeds of the World Tree in Night Manor)? The author remembers not telling me, but I was worried that I remembered it wrong, so I asked. If any reader remembers mentioning it before, please leave a message in the box. If it is really mentioned and the corresponding chapter is found, add an extra page as a thank you.

Chapter 1858 Chapter 1829 The only outsider

Jenkins stopped and put forward his conjecture. The woman turned around and shook her head, motioning for him to follow:

"Of course your essence is not the world tree, nor is it life."

"Is that death?"

"Even less so."