The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins was very satisfied with the effect. He just wanted everyone to focus on the black robe. After all, that was the true form of this gift that was revealed in order to cover itself up during divination, but it didn't look like this when in use.

"Thanks for reminding."

Mr. Black Cat thanked Jenkins gently, and then announced the news he had received to everyone:

"Guys from the [Gear Artisans Guild] and the [Life Sharing Alliance] came to Nolan. The former believes in the indescribable evil god [Gear King] composed of billions of gears, and the latter is a member of the church of the evil god [The Immortal Lord]. branch."

"Why did they come to Nolan?"

Mr. Hood asked doubtfully. This is also Jenkins' problem. Generally speaking, these evil god believers will not easily change their gathering place unless the stronghold is severely hit.

"It's not clear, but the news is absolutely reliable. This matter has begun to spread among the benefactors in Nolan City. I learned this news yesterday when I attended another party. Don't die. Now we are like this There are fewer and fewer unregistered people..."

Mr. Black Cat replied in a muffled voice.

Everyone was silent for a moment, thinking of Mr. Birch's disappearance, they couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Someone has already told the Righteous God Church about the matter through the black market. After all, [Gear King] is the mortal enemy of Mr. Craftsman, and believers of [The Immortal Lord] have been hunted by the [Death and End of the World] Church all year round."

Mr. Black Cat added, and then Miss Lark, who had been silent, sighed softly:

"I hope the Orthodox Church can catch those hateful cultists as soon as possible so that we can live peacefully in Nolan."

Although this sentence is not appropriate for the men in black robes who gathered next to the cemetery in the middle of the night, those cruel false gods have always been the most feared existence by the believers of the true gods and ordinary believers of false gods.

"My news is that the steam aerostat of the [Knowledge and Books] Church did not return to the royal capital, but flew directly to the open sea."

"I hope their main combat troops can return soon."

Jenkins whispered, gaining support from the other four.

"The following is the trading time. I still buy pure silver that has been blessed by the Church of the Spirit of Nature."

Seeing no reaction from the others, Mr. Hood sighed. He probably gave up hope.

During this transaction, Miss Magic said that she had some "special" charms that she could sell, but she only accepted things in exchange, and finally reached a deal with Mr. Hood.

Jenkins also revealed that he wanted to purchase a [Star Debris] crystal. Everyone knew about this thing, but did not have it on hand. But Miss Magic said she had some connections, and Jenkins paid her 2 pounds as a deposit, hoping to find the materials as soon as possible.

Because of the mutation of the [Eye of Truth], Jenkins can now clearly know everyone's strength. Among them, Miss Magic and Mr. Hood are the most powerful, both are at level 5, but all 10 bubbles of the former have turned into light spots, while the latter has obviously just been promoted.

Mr. Black Cat is level 3 and Miss Lark is level 2.

"It seems that the strength gap between unregistered benefactors is also very large..."

At the end of the party, it was Miss Bai Ling who was the weakest and came up with something amazing.

"I have been participating in this party for a while, and everyone is a trustworthy person."

She paused, and obviously turned her hood to glance at Jenkins.

"I hope people don't tell anyone about what I sell, as it will cause a lot of trouble."

"As long as it's not stolen goods!"

Mr. Hood still didn't forget that he was organizing a "legitimate party."

"of course."

She nodded, asked everyone to gather closer, and then whispered, "I have a method to increase the spiritual limit. It is valid for people below level 7. There is also a chain ability that can be learned."

No one spoke, there was only the rustle of the leaves in the evening wind.

So Miss Bailing explained in a low voice:

"That method has certain dangers and can only be done before sunset. Otherwise, the possibility of losing control is very small; the chain ability requires occupying 3 bubbles, but it is definitely worth it."

They still didn't speak. Jenkins didn't know what others thought, but he was very interested in the so-called "chain ability". "Chain" refers to the ability to learn different abilities and combine them together to produce strange effects.

It can also be understood as a combination of skills.

This type of chain ability must be pieced together by learning many seemingly useless abilities. This means that additional bubbles need to be occupied, which is intolerable for ordinary gifters with limited abilities.

More importantly, the value of the chain ability is extremely high. Even if there are only two in Nolan Parish, Jenkins' reward has not been agreed upon yet, so he cannot learn it, so he is very interested in it with 4 bubbles left.

As for the method of increasing the spiritual limit, Jenkins didn't have the guts to try it. He is now improving at a very fast speed. Different benefactors have different effects on copying those tadpole essays. Dad thinks that Jenkins is extremely fast. He attributes this phenomenon to the fact that Jenkins' attitude of respecting knowledge and eager to learn is in line with that of a sage. teachings.

He thought about it and put his right hand deep into his sleeve. Miss Bailing was on his right side. Jenkins activated the ability of [Frost Fist] and flicked his clothes to create a boxing effect. Miss Bailing immediately felt the unusual change in temperature.

She nodded slightly toward Jenkins without letting anyone else notice.

After a few more rounds of secret item trading, the party quickly ended. Sorting the fallen leaves according to their size, Jenkins went first.

He hurriedly used his [flexible legs and feet] ability and ran around the woods next to the cemetery. After carefully cleaning up his footprints, he returned to the gathering place from the tree.

But he didn't expect that Miss Bai Ling and Mr. Hood were standing in the shadows talking, and they spotted him immediately.

Jenkins grinned, nodded, took a few steps back to show that he had no curiosity, then turned around and climbed up the tree, raising his head to quietly appreciate the charm of this unfamiliar starry sky.

Of course he could guess that Mr. Hood might be interested in the method of increasing the upper limit of the spirit, because the latter did not have enough bubbles to learn chain skills.

But what does this have to do with him? He has little interest in it.

Mr. Hood left in a hurry, and he even made his footsteps louder to signal to Jenkins that he could come down.

Chapter 54 Chapter 53 The Old Castle

Jenkins jumped down from the tree, nodded to the man in black robe passing by, and then walked towards Miss Lark.

"I'm very interested in that chain ability."

Straightforward expression.

"I only accept items, no shortage of money."

Miss Bai Ling was not surprised, let alone asked whether Jenkins had so many blank bubbles.

"That would be difficult."

Jenkins obviously didn't expect this. His father knew most of the extraordinary items he had, so it was impossible to trade them and reveal his identity. The fruit plate and Star Sea Medal that Dad didn't know were of very little value, and Miss Bai Ling wouldn't agree.

"Then please help me keep it temporarily. I think not many people in Nolan City will be interested in the ability to occupy three bubbles."

"No problem, if you still want to trade within three weeks, you can come here and see me."

She was obviously prepared and handed a note to Jenkins. Jenkins did not read it immediately but put it in his pocket.

"I hope you can reveal a little bit about the function of the ability."

"No problem. The three small abilities are of little use, but when combined they become an extremely powerful auxiliary ability."

"Assistant?"

Jenkins was a little disappointed.

"Yes, it can shield all mental harm within a certain time limit."

I left the cemetery in an excited mood and carefully avoided the patrolling police officers and drunkards holding on to the wall vomiting in the city before returning home.

Miss Bai Ling was indeed cautious. The words on the note were cut out from newspapers and then glued on. It pointed out an alley in the ghetto. Jenkins only had to draw a symbol on the wall during the day, and Miss Lark would appear and trade with him at night.

"I hope I can gain something recently. Dad's antique shop will be open as normal tomorrow. I don't know if my luck will be better."

With this thought, he fell asleep peacefully.

Jenkins' hopes were obviously disappointed. Nothing happened in the next few days, and he was finally able to rest for a few days.

On Thursday morning, when Jenkins arrived at Fifth Queen's Avenue as usual, his father happened to go out and stopped the carriage that was about to leave.

"Come with me!"

He pulled Jenkins involuntarily and hurriedly jumped into the carriage.

"Endon Town."

He said quickly to the coachman.

"That's a bit far."

The haggard-looking coachman replied dully.

"If we can arrive before lunch, I can add half a percent to the fare."

The carriage set off immediately, and Jenkins still had no idea what was going on.

The father's face was a little excited. He put the suitcase on one side and put his legs against the carriage. "A few days ago, a Duke in the royal capital of Belduran passed away. He had an idle castle locally, and the old man The Duke's heir decided to put the castle up for sale, but the new buyer seemed unwilling to pay for the contents, he only wanted the house, so our business came."

"Going to the countryside to do some shopping?"

Jenkins laughed at his strange idea, but it seemed to be the case.

"When did dad receive this news?"

"Just now, damn, I got up a little late today, and our colleagues should have set off too. Did you know that Duke Francis's local castle has a history of 5 centuries? It was built during the civil strife in the kingdom, and it protected the A very prestigious local aristocratic family later sold the castle to the old Duke, who used it as his summer residence at Nolan Beach. There are no damn factories in the countryside, and the air is better, but the furniture and decorations inside are from the castle. Since its completion, there has never been any record of large-scale sales.”

The father became more and more excited as he talked, and told the history of the castle at a very fast speed. Only then did Jenkins understand:

"So there should be very valuable antiques inside?"

"It's not just that!"

The father glanced at the corner of his mouth and showed a look of contempt: "The little Duke Francis who inherited the title was sent to supervise the sale of the castle this time. It was his unlearned cousin. I heard that that gentleman has been in Nolan since he arrived. After that, I have never set foot in the castle, and now there is an old housekeeper in the castle. Ha~ This is my chance to make a fortune!”

As he spoke, he glanced at the coachman who was on his way seriously, put his right hand into the inner pocket of his old-fashioned black coat, then covered a hard object under his clothes and handed it to Jenkins.

"Pistol again?"

Jenkins was startled, but did not show it to alarm the coachman.

"We are just going to buy antiques, do we need this kind of 'tool'?"

"Of course, it is necessary to be prepared. By the way, have you done the preparations I asked you to do?"

Jenkins was stunned, and then realized that what his father was talking about was the "transfer ceremony".

This is a special ceremony collected by the church, which is said to change luck in a short period of time. But luck is invisible and intangible, and it cannot be quantified. The church's records can no longer trace the source of this ceremony, so it can only be "said".

There are many other ceremonies that can change luck, but those that can produce significant effects all require a large amount of precious materials. If it were just this, Jenkins would just bite his teeth and borrow some gold pounds from his father, but ceremonies related to luck need to be held at specific times of the year.

Jenkins could only do the cheapest and most unreliable one first, but fortunately, the records showed that this ceremony would not have any harmful effects-except that it would cost some money and make your wallet emptier.

Due to the recent learning of a large number of new ceremonies, Jenkins' savings were almost emptied. While he was expecting the already printed "The Stranger's Tales" to sell well, he also hoped that the Grand Church in the capital would reward him with money.

On that rainy night, he threw out his two inferior explosive spells but they were useless. Therefore, he had no long-range attack props in his hand for the time being. Although his father taught him how to make some of the more dangerous items he personally collected, he did not collect enough materials for the [Bones of the Drowned] with a shelf life of only one day, or the cheaper [Minor Frost Enchantment].

His father said that he had all these materials, but qualified benefactors had to learn to collect items by themselves.

The carriage left the city, and the smoke covering the sky was also reduced a little. The coachman finally succeeded in getting the extra fare from his father.

When Jenkins carried the suitcase and followed his father to the path outside the town, the coachman took off his hat and bowed to the two.

The building called Wayne Castle is next to the town, and the spire of the castle can be seen in less than ten minutes' walk.

Jenkins originally thought that this was just a larger country house, but he didn't expect it to be a castle.

Chapter 56 Chapter 54 Haunted?

"Listen carefully."

The old man remembered something and turned to Jenkins and said:

"You may see some colleagues in a while. Some of them are also gifted, but they are not registered. Don't make a fuss and follow me quietly."

Jenkins nodded quickly. In this world with strange supernatural factors, no one knows what will be dug out from the ground. People who can open antique shops must have some skills, or at least know some mystical knowledge, otherwise they would have been dead long ago.

An old man wearing black leather shoes and a tuxedo was standing in the shade at the entrance of the castle. He didn't greet the old man and Jenkins when he saw them coming.

The old man exchanged a few words with him and briefly explained his identity. The old man nodded and let them in.

"Is that the so-called butler?"

After entering the castle, Jenkins asked in a low voice.

This was the first time he had seen someone with this profession. Although the William family had some money, they were not qualified to hire a butler. Only the real nobles or industrial factory owners can have this qualification. Because you must have at least a decent-sized estate, otherwise having a butler is useless.

Although the butler just now was not arrogant, his attitude towards the two was not very friendly.

"Yes, oh, the short Stewart just walked around the corner, he arrived earlier than me!"

Dad didn't care about the butler and pulled Jenkins to walk into the castle.