The Master of the Strange Realm

Turn the small gear that controls the upper limit of the wick cotton rope, and then put the flame at your fingertips towards it. After a soft popping sound, a pea-sized glow flickered on the wick. Although it was unstable, at least it did not go out immediately.

The flame did not continue to expand, but the light did. There was originally no light source on the deck, and the deck itself was glowing spontaneously. But at this moment, at least the deck under Jenkins' feet was completely covered by the glow of the lantern.

Around the hull, the black mist gradually receded to the rear, and it seemed that it would no longer try to intrude on the deck for the time being.

Chapter 2174 Sin Coin and Cat

There was no need to worry about the black fog swallowing the deck. Jenkins could breathe a sigh of relief when he saw this scene.

By this time, the rules of this treacherous environment have been roughly understood. Jenkins needs to look for clues about the background of the world while making reasonable use of time to find the light source. These two things are necessary, one is related to the way out, and the other is related to the current survival issue.

The total time in the deception is also limited, so how to correctly allocate time between the two aspects has become a very critical issue.

"But if that's all, it doesn't seem like the difficulty of this deception is too great? This is already the eighth floor. It's impossible for the Difference Engine to put such a simple test here. Is there any conspiracy that I don't understand? "

He touched the chocolate, and the chocolate rubbed Jenkins' hand with a crooked face, looking like "I'm very well-behaved."

"Speaking of which, what will be the beast of disaster this time? The last time it was so creative, it made the Nightmare of Sin Karma look like me. The creativity this time should not be lower than last time, right?"

He carefully placed the lantern next to his backpack, and then used debris on the deck to build a shield from the wind, and then returned to the man with the fish stuck in his throat:

"Tell me, what information can you provide? About this world."

"I can provide you with three pieces of information, but since I only asked for two fish, you need to choose two of the three."

"Then can I get another one now?"

"No, I'm full, very full."

The man said, and then introduced himself:

"Three pieces of information, one about the reason why I am here, a vague introduction about the disaster in this world, and a reminder about actions on the ship."

"Let's talk about the disaster first."

This item is required.

"Well, I have forgotten the specific time that happened. I only remember that it seemed that suddenly, black fog covered the sky, and a huge, chaotic, indescribable thing invaded us from the sky The world. Then everything changed, and there was no longer a stable life. The indescribable thing that descended from the sky, bringing chaos, curses, diseases and demons, eroded our world and brought endless disasters. He is the enemy of all living beings and the destroyer of civilization.”

The man slapped the fish in his throat to stop it from struggling:

"That's it, I guess that's all I can say."

This is enough. Although most of the words in the words are useless adjectives, like descriptions in medieval science fiction and fantasy novels, at least one thing is quite clear:

"The cause of disasters is not caused by humans themselves, nor by destroying nature, nor by digging up ancient ruins, nor by creating uncontrollable creations, but simply by enemies invading the world."

"Yes, that's it."

The man nodded. This action was difficult because the fish was stuck in his throat.

"This is interesting. Something that is countless times more powerful than mortals and capable of distorting the world has ended civilization..."

Jenkins believes that the background of this strange situation is probably not a historical fragment but a fiction. Because the end of the real world is caused by intelligent life itself, the gods will ensure that nothing outside the world will end civilization and disrupt the stable sin cycle processing system.

"That's right. If it's a historical fragment, then maybe a little information is enough for me to judge the current point in time and understand the background of the world."

Jenkins thought in his mind, and the man with the fish stuck in his throat asked again:

"So what else do you want to know? Why am I here, or some tips for surviving on a ship?"

Jenkins touched the cat and felt that he was still in a calm mood when Chocolate was by his side. At the same time, he had already made a decision:

"I'd like to know some tips for surviving on a boat."

"Look, there are so many refugees here, many of them know a lot of things, and many of them also have methods to prevent the black mist from surrounding them so quickly. After all, those who can escape here are all very capable in all aspects. Brilliant people.”

"What's so special about this ship?"

Jenkins asked suspiciously, but the other party did not answer.

"If you need help from other people, then you have to know who is dangerous but useful, who is dangerous but useless, who is safe and useful, and who is safe but useless. Like me, I am obviously useful. Oh, sir, you are definitely blessed by the God of Destiny for taking the lead in chatting with me.”

he boasted.

"So, you're going to tell people how to tell if it's safe and useful?"

"No, I can only tell you who is safe."

He suddenly lowered his voice, and Jenkins was alert for a moment, then leaned in to hear the next words.

"Safe people are usually very hygienic, and even if they are not dressed appropriately, they will never be dirty."

"Is this rule universal?"

"Of course."

The dirty man grinned. Jenkins wanted to hear it clearly, so he was very close to it. As the mouth opened wide, it almost covered Jenkins' head.

"Meow~"

In fact, without Chocolate's reminder, Jenkins knew that the other party had bad intentions. He did not dodge, but directly stabbed the big mouth forward.

The black hole-like mouth wrapped up the Star Demon Sword and Jenkins' right hand at once, as if to suck him in. But he was not in a hurry, and pressed his other hand on the other party's face:

"Profane Production!"

With such a close distance and the two sides in contact, it is impossible that this move will be useless. [Profane Production] is an almost fatal move in Jenkins' hands. Unfortunately, the differential machine does not have a complete soul at all. Even if the incomplete soul is crushed, the other party will still be fine. Therefore, this move does not need to be reserved for the differential machine. It is just right to use it here.

It feels like the green vines that have not been seen for a long time easily broke through the space wall and appeared above the two people's heads. Perhaps due to Jenkins' own growth, more than one or two vines came out this time. The curtain-like vines hung down from the sky, swaying like tentacles.

While Jenkins' hand was stuck in the other's mouth, it wrapped around the man's head.

After a few seconds, he felt the suction in his mouth weaken. Jenkins pulled out his hand and sword and watched the man being hung up by the vines. The vines wrapped around the other's head made a gurgling sucking sound, but no one dared to speak, including the metal head on the chair and other refugees curled up nearby.

For three full minutes, the man who was still alive but with a shattered soul was thrown down. The vines danced in the air, and three of the slender green vines gently handed the three complete seeds of blasphemy to Jenkins.

Jenkins opened his palm, and after the vines put the sin coin in his hand, they silently retracted to the other side of the space hole.

"Why are these vines so polite this time? They even know to hand over the sin coins. And, how can there be so many? Is this person worth three sin coins? I can't tell."

Jenkins muttered softly, but there was no need to think too much about this kind of thing. He flipped a coin, put two of them in his pocket, and handed the other one to Chocolate:

"Without me around, you probably didn't eat lunch, right? Although Hathaway also knows your diet, I think you didn't eat much at all."

He said to his cat, and then shook the coin in his hand.

Chocolate was very guilty and looked at the coin in front of him with some worry, feeling that cold sweat was about to flow down... Cats don't seem to sweat cold sweat. This cat rarely understands the meaning of the word "weird", but the current scene is obviously "weird".

No matter how you look at it, Jenkins knows the origin of the cat completely, but he just doesn't say it, and doesn't discuss it. This is the situation that Chocolate is most worried about.

"Meow~"

It called out in a very deliberate and flattering and tactful tone, and then carefully stretched out its head. First, he licked Jenkins' finger, and then slowly took the coin between his fingers.

"Eat slowly, don't choke."

Jenkins patted Chocolate's furry little head and said, and the cat shrank its head obediently.

Of course, from handing the coin to the cat to the final pat on the head, Jenkins never turned his head to look at Chocolate. That's why the cat felt uneasy.

The tail swept back and forth on the back of Jenkins' neck, enjoying the delicious food while guessing what Jenkins was thinking. And Jenkins has begun to look for the second person to ask for clues.

The guy with the fish stuck in his neck is not dead, but he is almost dead. Jenkins put his body in a way that he leaned against the deck railing, and drew a blanket for him to cover his head, and then began to look for the next target.

Now that we know how to distinguish safe targets from unsafe targets, the search range has suddenly become three-quarters of the original. Although the elimination of targets is not a lot, it does have a great significance for the next action.

After a while, a girl who looks thin was chosen. The girl gave Jenkins a very strong feeling that she was definitely a flower girl in the not-too-distant past. The priesthood of [Guardian of Flower Girls] would not make Jenkins's feelings wrong.

This priesthood can make flower girls naturally favor Jenkins, and of course it also has a significant effect on the former flower girl.

The girl and two other adult women curled up under the same blanket. In order to prevent calling the wrong person, Jenkins squatted down and knocked on the deck in front of the other party.

The girl shivered, then carefully poked her head out from under the blanket to look at Jenkins. Jenkins also saw her, a typical appearance of the desert region in the middle of the continent, with thick and curly hair and a little dark skin.

Her eyes were black, which made Jenkins feel a little friendly.

Chapter 2175 The Fire-breathing Rat

"Sir, what can I do for you?"

The girl asked Jenkins with some fear, using the common language of the Eighteenth Century just like the man just now. This further proves that the world background of this strange place is fabricated and not real, because there has never been a world destroyed in the era of using the common language.

"I want to know about the things related to this disaster. Can you provide some clues?"

"Yes, you can, but I don't know much, and I can't tell you information for nothing."

"It doesn't matter, what do you want me to do? Fishing too?"

If there is enough time, Jenkins actually wants to know what else the fishing rod can catch.

"No, I don't eat fish. My mother said that eating fish will get stuck and it's not good for teeth... I want some flowers. Can you find some flowers for me from the boat? They must be flowers on the boat, and they must be flowers that have bloomed before you showed up."

This eliminates the possibility of Jenkins using the seeds in his backpack to stimulate flowers or finding seeds on the deck.

"Okay, but how many flowers do I need to find?"

"Two."

The girl trembled and said the word representing the number.

"Are two enough?"

With the experience just now, Jenkins also understood that this number represents the amount of information he can get.

"No, I only want two."

The girl insisted.

"Okay then. Oh, one more thing. Do you know anything nearby that can illuminate the surroundings?"

He did not forget the threat of the black fog around the ship, and the broken lantern he had just caught seemed to be unable to last for too long.

"I remember there is a sunflower on the ship. If you find it, I can make it glow temporarily."

"No problem."

Jenkins nodded, expelling the inexplicable image of the sunflower producing small bright yellow light balls from his mind.

"This time, it seems that I have to look through it carefully."

He turned and looked at the scene on the deck that looked like a garbage dump. He didn't know whether he should be glad that he didn't have to fish, or disappointed that he didn't have to fish.

There were a lot of debris on the deck. When Jenkins was looking for a fishing rod just now, he found the target at a glance, so he didn't count as searching here. Looking around, whether it was an inverted wooden box or kitchen waste, it seemed that there was something hidden.

But Jenkins didn't go looking for it, but pressed his hands on the deck:

"Let me see where there are plants."

He closed his eyes.

It is a very dangerous behavior to let go of your mind and explore around in a strange place. Jenkins was only so bold when he reached his current state, but his spirit immediately shrank back as soon as he released it, and the whole person suddenly jumped up like a bounce.

The sense of danger brought to him by the deck was even stronger than the invisible underwater. Moreover, he actually felt that the ship was alive, a part of a huge body. It was not a complete creature, but at least it was definitely not a dead thing.

"What does this mean? Is there a problem with this ship? It doesn't matter, I still have a trick."

Thinking in his heart, he took out the compass that he got from the ancient town of blood therapy and strengthened in the steel furnace. Thinking in his heart that he wanted to find some flowers, the compass needle immediately turned, turning wildly, and his fingers even felt the airflow generated by the crazy rotation of the needle:

"Okay, I know that the strange world will not leave such a loophole. Even if it can be found by other means, one item will not cover the rules of the strange world."

So he didn't dare to make any more attempts, but honestly searched.

There was black spiritual light everywhere in the strange world. Unless the color of the spiritual light was very prominent, it could not cover this darkness. The life spirit of ordinary plants is very weak compared to the strange world, so the Eye of Truth can't play much role in finding things.

For safety reasons, Jenkins planned to start searching from one side of the deck and end at the other side. In the process of searching, he must not only be careful not to touch the huddled refugees, but also there are dangers in the debris.

It's not that someone put a bomb under the debris, but there are still some small things like rats and cockroaches on the deck. Ordinary rats are certainly not a threat, but when the rat is bigger than chocolate and can spit out blue flames, Jenkins has to be careful.

The first to discover the rat was of course the cat. When Jenkins wanted to open the remains of the wooden box, Chocolate issued a warning. So the big red-eyed rat hiding in the shadows rushed out and blew fire at Jenkins' right hand.

The fur on the back of the rat was rotten, and there seemed to be an eye in the rotten meat, which looked very strange.

"Soul fire?"

Although surprised, he still withdrew his hand in time. Seeing that the attack failed, the mouse wanted to retreat back to the garbage heap, but Jenkins' sword was faster.

"Huh?"

The blade of the magic sword did not easily pierce the mouse's fur, but pushed the mouse into the shadow of the debris, giving the mouse an escape route. When Jenkins opened the rotten wooden board of the box again, the mouse had already run away to who knows where.