The Master of the Strange Realm

"Now try to activate the ability."

"it's here?"

Jenkins asked.

"Yes, just standing."

Dad nodded.

Jenkins immediately followed the instructions, summoning the light spot in front of him, and then poured his spirit into the newly obtained yellow one.

This is one of the very few spells that can be activated without any spells. But when the ability started to work, Jenkins seemed to hear a soft sigh in his ears.

An inexplicable feeling arises, like someone pouring a bucket of warm water over your head. An unexpected warmth spread from the top of his head and enveloped his whole body.

At the same time, the density of the air suddenly increases, and the whole world is squeezing itself.

An illusion appeared in front of him, a layer of vague things superimposed on the real field of vision, which was a sea of ​​stars that was constantly swaying like a tide. The color of the sea of ​​​​stars is very light, but the sparkling stars in it are particularly conspicuous.

He looked up at his father. When the sea of ​​stars struck him, a faint white light reflected from him and then merged into the ocean.

"This is--"

Jenkins exited the state just now and hesitated to speak.

"This is the spirit, the spirit of the gifter. The astral world, the shadow world and the real world are actually superimposed on each other. This ability allows us to temporarily see part of the astral world. Of course, living people live in the real world and will not interact with it. We communicate with each other in the astral realm, but if we observe it from the perspective of the astral realm, we can discover some wonderful changes.”

"Then can we use this method to identify gifted people and ordinary people?"

Jenkins thought of this immediately.

"You can see the light on my body just now, that's because I am using my ability. When I am not using my ability, there is no difference between ordinary people and gifters in the astral perception, and there is no difference between ordinary items and most special items. . This ability is actually used by astrologers to better observe the stars.”

Dad, the interpreter, nodded slowly, glanced at the chocolate lying obediently on the threshold looking at the stars, and then said:

"When I was young, I went to many places and saw many different things. These experiences made me know more secrets and more knowledge. Once upon a time, certainly not in this era, there was a person whose name is not recorded The gifter, who was also not an astrologer, accidentally learned this ability. One night, he was wearing a necklace that could increase the range of perception - this was an extremely dangerous and irresponsible behavior - and looked up. He activated his ability while looking at the starry sky. When the starry sky in his field of vision coincided with a certain starry sky, he felt the spirit in his body increasing. "

"real?"

Jenkins asked immediately, but felt it was rude. It is very difficult to increase the spirit. Different believers have different methods. If you remove and destroy charlatans and rely on luck through treacherous situations and other methods, there are extremely rare ways to increase the spirit without harm.

The method of increasing spirits that Mr. Hood purchased from Miss Bai Ling must have cost a huge price.

The general understanding among gifters is that the method that can increase the spirit is more precious than anything other than gifts.

"What are the disadvantages?"

Jenkins asked again.

"Perception needs to be increased to a certain level for this method to work. I will teach you a ritual in a moment, but it will cost a lot. You must not look at the moon, absolutely not; it can be used five times a month, and the time each time is not recommended. More than two hours, at the same time, the time to see the starry sky must be after sunset; lastly, it is not always possible to find the location of the increasing spirit in the starry sky, which requires some luck. "

Dad led Jenkins back to the store and lit the gas lantern hanging on the wall.

"The information I found doesn't say which level of gifter this method is ineffective for, but you can use it up to level seven at least. You dedicated your divinity to the sage, and I am your guide. Your reward—I won’t give you a gift during the Reading Festival, that’s enough.”

A smile appeared on Jenkins' face. This was the best news in a while. In addition to the five gifts and chocolates soaked in the spirit, he is willing to exchange any of his possessions for a method that has little flaws and can increase the spirit.

"Maybe my luck has been too bad recently, so the Hermit of Destiny finally compensated me."

He thought a little happily.

Dad worked hard for half the night and was a little tired. After explaining this, he kicked Jenkins and Chocolate out and told him to come back a little later tomorrow morning.

As for the plan to travel together, they were postponed to the weekend, and he said that the time had been missed.

"The Reading Festival is coming soon. What does Dad want?"

He asked the question again, and the old man was well aware of Jenkins' poor social skills, so he didn't show a strange expression.

"I have been an apprentice for three months. Dad has been very kind to me. I want to buy a substantial gift for you - and I have also made a lot of money recently, so I have a lot of cash on hand."

"I knew you would ask directly. In that case, let me think about it."

He held the door frame and thought for a moment: "I don't have anything I want. In this case, I owe it."

After saying that, he couldn't help but push Jenkins out who was holding the chocolate.

Even if he said that, Jenkins would still have a gift. But he really didn't have a good idea about choosing gifts for others. So maybe ask someone familiar with social etiquette for advice, otherwise he'd have to go to the store and buy Dad a new wool vest. The red one he was wearing now was really ugly.

The twin moons have risen into the sky, and the whole city has become quiet. Only the chimneys in the distance can be seen, still diligently releasing polluting smoke.

There was a burning smell in the air, and the white mist was not very dense and did not obstruct the view. The days of peace will continue for some time.

PS: Underwear refers to close-fitting clothing, everyone, not just the small piece underneath! It's absolutely impossible to sew pockets onto underwear. Jenkins was sewn onto the thermal underwear on the upper body!

Chapter 168 Chapter 164 The Devil Bomb and the Walking Cat

Even though the city of Nolan is one of the most economically developed cities in the kingdom, there are no street lights installed in the city. As far as Jenkins knows, some important streets in the royal capital of Beldiran have just installed street lights this spring. "Nolan Daily" currently has no news about the installation of street lights in this city, but I think Nolan people, who are not willing to lag behind, will also enjoy bright streets at night in two or three years.

The bars in the corners of the city were still open, but there was no one on the avenue.

Jenkins walked along Fifth Queens Boulevard, staying close to the wall, dodging police patrols, and then turned onto the stone pavement toward the docks. A spot of light appeared in the distance, followed by the sound of horse hooves and wheels rolling over the road.

The coachman didn't pay attention to Jenkins at the corner of the street. He adjusted the position of the kerosene lamp hanging on the side, looked up at the marble building and the high pointed roof on the side, and carried a tall, thin gentleman with a beard in the carriage. Heading into the distance.

The city does not have a curfew, but patrol officers will be suspicious of anyone sneaking around at night. If you are unlucky and meet a team of Givers of the Righteous God Church wearing patrol uniforms, they may be able to tell at a glance what color your underwear is today.

Jenkins’ destination was the [Ocean and Exploration] Church in the dock area.

He summoned the black robe from somewhere in the shadow to change his body, and then asked Chocolate to look at his cane under a brick wall. He took out a stack of white paper, thought about it, and put it back.

Spread your hands and focus, three pieces of standard printing paper appear in your palms. The snow-white color seems to shine even in the dark night.

After not touching such a piece of paper for a long time, Jenkins was lost for a moment, and then activated the [Book of Memories]. The front, side, and back portraits of the Pirate King-Destroyer Femixiu appeared on the paper, and they were in color. Finally, use block letters to print Fermitius's name right below the paper, and the work is done.

He doesn't have to worry that anyone will think of the gift he just received because of this. After all, not everyone knows about this reward, and the [Book of Memories] can only display the things in memory in this book, not on all papers.

I quietly climbed over to the yard of a nearby citizen's house, borrowed paths through the gardens of several houses, and finally arrived at the nursing home directly opposite the church.

The wall of the yard was not very high, and the street was not very wide. Jenkins folded three pieces of white paper that were almost photos into paper airplanes, and then threw them one by one to the opposite side.

His craftsmanship is not bad, and the wind is not very strong tonight. Among the three paper airplanes, two landed on the white stone steps in front of the church door. One staggered into a decorative stone pillar and then landed under the pillar.

He let out a sigh of relief and took a long detour to find the place where Chocolate was waiting. The cat was a little dissatisfied with the owner for leaving it on the street, but it still forgave him because of Jenkins' embrace.

This can be regarded as Jenkins' small contribution to Nolan City, and once Femixiu sneaks into the city, it will also be a very dangerous thing for the peace-loving writer.

I originally planned to go home and write a book, or go to Mr. Ink Club to practice shooting, but it was only eight o'clock at night. While it was still early, Jenkins went home, changed a set of clothes, left some food for Chocolate, and went out again.

Then Chocolate also slipped out with his tail wagging.

After walking for an hour, I arrived at the edge of the city. I randomly found a small forest. After getting deep into it, I walked forward slowly until I was sure that no one was nearby.

He leaned against the tree and kicked away the fallen leaves at will. First, I took out a coin that felt like wood from my pocket, which was the [Blasphemy Seed]. According to the introduction I saw at the church during the day, I poured a small amount of spirit into it, then put it to my mouth and blew gently. Immediately take it to your ear.

For a while, no so-called blasphemous knowledge was heard except for whispers whose specific contents could not be discerned.

“Is there a problem with the church’s information?”

He thought as he put the coins away. This was a by-product of the black ability, and it would definitely not be that simple.

Call out your ability light spot, and then look at the red [Twin Demons].

Until today, he has not had time to test this ability, but the effects of martial arts abilities are usually very obvious, so he had to find such a calm and uninhabited place to test it.

Jenkins understood the literal meaning and guessed that the function of the ability was to summon a clone. But the test results were far beyond his expectations——

After activating the red light spot with his spirit, a humanoid shadow that smelled strongly of sulfur and was still emitting black smoke appeared behind Jenkins, back to back with him.

The black shadow had no specific appearance, and because of the smoke all over his body, his height and body shape could not be seen. He tried to control it, but found that he could only specify a certain target.

He designated the target as a tree not far away that had lost all its leaves. The black figure drew a residual shadow in the dark night and pounced on it.

Boom~

After hearing a loud noise, Jenkins subconsciously hugged his head and fell to the ground.

He picked off the fallen leaves on his hair, patted the dirt on his shoulders, and when he looked up again, there was only a pit where the tree was. The black flame jumped in the pit, getting smaller and smaller, and then completely extinguished.

"Bomb?"

Jenkins rubbed his hands and approached the pit. Only then did he confirm that the truth of this ability was to summon a demon phantom that would self-destruct.

"Twin demons?"

He grinned and didn't know how to evaluate this ability. He carefully cleaned up the footprints and traces on the ground and left.

On the other side of the city, the kitten that had left its owner walked proudly on the street. Two policemen who were walking towards them were talking in a low voice as they passed by the wall where Chocolate was standing, but they ignored the cute cat.

"Meow~"

Chocolate raised his head and looked at the double moons above his head, made a threatening cry, and then scurried down flexibly. It walked through the streets like a shadow, and no one could see this cute creature.

With a light kick of its hind legs, the whole cat crossed the wide Westminster River. While gliding in the air like a bat, its yellow vertical pupils caught a glimpse of a man lying at the bottom of the river, but ignored him and continued forward.

The moonlight seemed to deliberately avoid Chocolate, and it walked through the sleeping city like a shadow. In front of him was a villa without any light. Chocolate stood at the intersection and looked at the road sign carefully, and then climbed into the yard.

The door was locked, the window was locked, and there seemed to be some special ritual traces of warning on the wall. But it didn't matter. The smart cat called softly, passed through the wall and landed on the sofa.

Chapter 169 Chapter 165 Curse

Chocolate sneezed softly. He was a little sensitive to the smell of spices. But it didn't matter. He jumped down the stairs to the second floor. The bedroom door opened silently in front of him. He didn't pay attention to Miss Audrey who was sleeping on the bed. Chocolate slipped into the door and jumped onto the desk. The pads on his feet ensured that he would not make any sound.

There was nothing on the table except an exquisite brass table lamp. The dark brown wooden tabletop was cleaned by the servants and reflected the strange moonlight.

Chocolate fiddled with his cheeks, sniffed the air with his small nose, and then made a lazy cat cry. Then, dots of light appeared in the room, and in the center of the gradually forming cosmic stars, a red notebook emerged from the air.

There was a full five-pointed star in the lower right corner of the diary cover, and in the center was a sentence written in the universal language-

The stars are thousands of feet high, and the starry sky is with me.

A big black hand stretched out from the void and brought the diary to Chocolate. The golden lock opened automatically, and as the pages turned automatically, the cat squatting on the table shook its furry head.

"Meow~"

The cat cried out in confusion, and the pages stopped.

The cat looked at the three somewhat bizarre phrases "World Tree Seedling", "Unknown Future" and "Twin Demons" with vertical pupils, thinking, and then closed the notebook with satisfaction.

As if time was going backwards, the black hand moved the notebook back to the center of the still sea of ​​stars, and the sea of ​​stars slowly shrank and finally disappeared with the notebook.

After everything was restored to its original state, Chocolate jumped off the table and slipped out through the crack of the door. But after a few seconds, he got back, jumped onto the bed, slapped the sleeping Miss Audrey's face twice with his slender furry tail, and then jumped out of the house.

When Jenkins returned home, Chocolate was standing on the windowsill of the bedroom, quietly looking up at the moon. There was no light in the room, and the cat bathed in the moonlight looked a little lonely.

Jenkins took off his coat, picked up the domestic kitten and patted it gently, then put it in the small nest under the window where it never wanted to stay.

"Meow~"

Chocolate raised his head and looked at his owner, with an innocent expression in his amber cat eyes. He jumped back to the bed and got into the quilt, leaving only a bulging ball to show his existence.

There is one last thing to do tonight. The ability of [Disease Curse] has not been used for a long time.

Although there are really a lot of things to do today, this thing cannot be forgotten.

In order to prevent the ritual materials from contaminating the house, the ceremony was held in a small tile house in the corner of the yard.

This house was originally used to store some tools for cleaning the yard, such as flower shears, kettles, etc., which were left by the previous owner.

Jenkins plans to dig a downward passage here when he has time, which is connected to the basement of the house, which is actually the storage room, so that it will be convenient to do some things in the future.

He drew a circular base array with blue ritual chalk, took out a slender metal, and then pulled out the test tube that Captain Binsi handed to him, and poured the hair inside into the palm of his hand.

"What disease should I use?"

He thought as he wrapped his hair around the cursed black gold.

Common flu was the only disease he knew the cause and mechanism of because the book he studied at school used flu as an example to explain the immune system.

Before crossing over, Zhan Jin was an engineering student and did not know much about medicine. Moreover, due to the regulations that "the power of the curse is related to the caster's cognition of the disease", "the spell cannot kill people immediately", "the disease must exist in reality", "the patient's body structure cannot be directly changed", etc., creative diseases such as cerebral hemorrhage, cardiac arrest, AIDS, etc. cannot be used.

After thinking about it, it is better to use influenza.

Just like last time, the black gold wrapped around the hair was pressed on the ritual base, and then the meaningless spell was recited in a low voice. According to the pause, it can be judged that the spell has three sections, which is also a way for the gifters to distinguish the strength of the spell. The [Astral Perception] that can be used without the spell is obviously the weakest.

As the man whispered, the flame of the kerosene lamp placed aside shook as if it sensed something. The center of the flame gradually showed signs of black, and a looming terrifying human face appeared in the center of the flame, and then disappeared as the flame returned to its original color.

This is a common phenomenon when using spells. The movement of spirits will always attract strange things. Just ignore them... Moreover, not everyone is like Jenkins, who has such a high level of spiritual vision due to the opening of the Eye of Truth.

After the spell was finished, the hair seemed to be embedded in the black gold. Jenkins left it in the base array and held it with an empty flower pot. In this way, the curse will continue until the black gold completely turns into ordinary rusted metal.