The Master of the Strange Realm

This is a topic that attracts more attention than gun battles and shelling, so after nearly two weeks of celebrating the Broken Islands, people's attention has finally shifted elsewhere.

Jenkins set foot on this land again in the atmosphere of mourning and fear in the city. He was sad about this place, but could not reverse what had happened.

PS: When using the twin demons, they were surrounded by tentacles, so the demigods did not see the iconic ability; when using the sword, they saw it, but they did not know that the sword was already a gift, thinking that it was a public weapon for believers of lies, so I don’t know which “lie believer” Jenkins is.

There are probably two or three chapters left to end this volume, and the next volume, as is customary, is the interlude, tentatively titled - One Thousand and One Nights of the Savior.

Chapter 1453 Chapter 1430: Getting the Book

Although there are no official statistics yet, there were at least tens of thousands of people participating in the celebration and working on the dock at the time of the shelling. Later, whether it was natural disasters or man-made disasters, they all brought harm and death to these unfortunate people.

When Jenkins returned to Nolan, he jumped from his window to the backyard and then came to the street. Running horse-drawn carriages with crosses on them carried the injured from the docks to the hospital and church.

The originally remote St. George Street suddenly became a traffic thoroughfare. Jenkins even saw Mrs. Goodman, who was idle at home, standing in the yard and looking out. Of course, she also noticed Jenkins standing in front of the fence gate next door, so she immediately turned to him. Cast a suspicious look.

This person was obviously not her neighbor, but he was standing too close to her neighbor's house.

Jenkins didn't want to return to Loen for the time being, so he thought about whether he could help these people who were suffering from pain. But now that he did not have a legal identity to appear in Nolan, he thought of finishing his own affairs first, and then taking advantage of the chaos to sneak into the church or hospital to see if he could help.

He was going to go to Mr. White Birch's house and take away the book that Mr. White Cat had given him. Mr. Birch's home is on the other side of the city, but he has trouble finding a carriage at this time.

It wasn't until he got near the crossing of the Westminster River that he saw an idle carriage parked at the intersection. However, as soon as the carriage carried Jenkins across the river, it was stopped by two middle-aged men supporting each other.

One of the two apparently suffered a broken right arm, but it was treated by doctors and is now slinged in a bandage. The other person looked ugly, as if he had food poisoning. He was holding his stomach and hugging the other person's arm to stand upright.

"Sir, please, can you give us the carriage first? My brother is dying."

The broken man asked Jenkins. The hospital he pointed to was in Xicheng District, which was obviously in the opposite direction to where Jenkins was going.

"Okay, you go quickly, what happened to him?"

After saying that, he jumped down from the carriage, then helped the broken man and helped his brother to the carriage. The driver also came to his aid and asked if he could go to another private clinic closer.

"No, it's too expensive there...Thank you so much, you're such a gentleman."

The broken man took off his hat and saluted Jenkins, then explained:

"In the morning we went to attend the celebration on the pier, and a riot broke out. Unfortunately, my arm was broken, and Green and I ran away. By the time I found him, it was like this. Green said that he encountered two strange people. People were fighting, and he probably lost his head at the time, but he actually ran between the two of them, and was sprayed in the face by strange smoke..."

Watching the carriage carrying the man rushing onto the bridge again, Jenkins clutched his cane for a long time before he regained consciousness. The poor man probably encountered two Gifters fighting while escaping, and unfortunately was affected and became what he is now.

Jenkins had already treated the man a little while carrying him into the carriage. Those toxins would soon be eliminated from the body by the body's metabolism, and he would have diarrhea for two more days at most.

Jenkins is not worried about the two men he met by chance. He is worried that more people like them will encounter misfortune today, but will not have the luck to meet kind helpers.

With his head lowered and thinking about things, he walked through the slightly noisy city. When I arrived downstairs at the apartment rented by Mr. Shirogaki and his family, I suddenly thought that I wonder if this family also participated in this morning's celebration.

When I raised my hand to knock on the door, I was still worried that something bad would happen to them, but I was relieved when I saw the landlady opening the door and Mr. Birch's old mother preparing to go out behind her.

"Who are you looking for?"

The landlord asked cautiously, as if he was afraid that the man in front of him would pull out a gun.

"Look for her."

Jenkins nodded to the old lady, who looked at him doubtfully.

"I'm here to get something. Your son kept a book for someone else. Now the ownership of this book belongs to me."

As he said this, he took out the token Mr. White Cat gave him, but Mrs. Wood (Mr. White Birch's last name) shook her head:

"Sir, I don't know what you're talking about."

As he said that, he wanted to walk around Jenkins standing at the door and walk to the street. Jenkins narrowed his eyes, not knowing whether the other party really didn't know or there were other reasons.

"Then let me tell you another thing. I feel like you have a Chesland accent. Is this my imagination..."

The old man, who was walking tremblingly on crutches, stopped, looked at the stranger with squinted eyes, and then said after a while:

"You are really interesting. Come upstairs."

"Mrs. Wood, something is wrong! Is he threatening you? Don't be afraid, as long as I shout, the police at the corner of the street will come."

The landlord asked nervously, and a feather duster that he had just put on the shoe cabinet appeared in his hand.

"He is not a bad guy. He is indeed a friend of my dead son. He was just saying jokes to me."

He turned and walked up the stairs, looking like he could fall at any time, not at all like the spy who met with his subordinates a few nights ago.

When he entered the house and found that there was no one else at home, Jenkins realized that this family, except for the old man in front of him, all had jobs and could not be at home at this time.

He did not sit down, but looked around, pretending that he had not come here with Hathaway as Mr. Candle because of the fruit plate last time.

"Since the death of little Wood, there have been strange people asking for his strange relics every now and then."

Mrs. Wood put the cane aside and walked into the inner room:

"Wait a moment, I'll give it to you, I remember that book."

Jenkins stood at the door and watched the trembling old man's back disappear behind the door, but in just a few seconds, the muzzle of the gun stretched out from behind the door, and then the old man with a serious face walked out with the gun:

"Tell me, who are you?"

Mrs. Wood was not holding a small-caliber pistol, but a shotgun. The black muzzle pointed at Jenkins, she skillfully opened the safety and shook the weapon:

"Go stand over there!"

Jenkins did not speak, and left the door and stood against the wall as she said.

"Now tell me, who are you? What do you know?"

"I am your son's friend. This time I am here to get a book. For the sake of everyone, you'd better put the gun down. You don't want to know what happened to the last person who tried to shoot me after pulling the trigger."

The other party is Mr. Birchwood's mother, so Jenkins was pointed at by the gun, but he still maintained basic courtesy.

Chapter 1454 Chapter 1431 The Doctor

"If you don't answer my question, I will let you know what fate you will encounter now. Don't look at my age, young man, you will never guess how many people I have killed."

The old lady squinted her eyes and leaned her face against the side of the gun. Her hand was very steady. Her right hand with a copper thimble pulled the trigger, making it impossible to ignore her warning.

"Without a silencer, I don't believe you dare to shoot."

"Such a big thing happened this morning. Do you think Nolan's police will be as sensitive as before? I don't want to ask again. Who are you? What exactly do you want to do?"

"You are so old and have your own grandchildren. Why can't you live a good life? I really came to get the book. As for your identity, it's very simple."

Jenkins stretched out his hand and pressed the muzzle of the gun. Before the other party could react, flames surged in his palm, and the muzzle was easily melted. As the flame spread to the gun body, the metal with extremely high thermal conductivity quickly transferred the heat to Mrs. Wood's skin. She subconsciously let go of her hand, and then watched the gun melt in the hands of the strange man opposite, and he kneaded it in his hand like kneading dough.

The bullet gunpowder in the gun chamber exploded due to heat and pressure, which did not panic Jenkins. The flames covered the injured skin and the wound healed quickly. Until the gun was pinched into a discus, he used his ability to cool the metal and threw it aside.

"Blessed One?"

Mrs. Wood obviously knew about the extraordinary world.

"Yes, as you can see, I am just a blessed one passing by here, and I came here only for the book. I am not interested in your work, but for the sake of your son, I will not care about this matter, now give me the book."

"Wood..."

"He is just an ordinary person, and I am just an ordinary friend."

Jenkins said, and then stretched out his hand:

"I don't want to say it again, give me the book."

Jenkins got the book from Mr. Birchwood's house smoothly, and he did not embarrass his friend's mother, and even left some money when he left.

He quickly put the unpleasant experience behind him, left the apartment, looked around, and walked along the street towards the direction of the Sage Church.

The book was held under his arm, and he did not immediately open it to check the "interesting ability" mentioned by Mr. White Cat. The moment he got the book, he had a very strange feeling, which made him guess what fate had arranged, but now was not the time to open it.

There were many injured people in the dock area today, and the hospital could not accommodate so many injured people, so some believers went to the church for help. Among them, the Sage Church in the city center accommodated the most injured people because of its convenient transportation.

No matter how big the church is, it is impossible to accommodate hundreds of injured people for treatment at the same time, so the bookstore opposite the church and the two shops next door were temporarily borrowed for the lightly injured patients to rest and wait for the church priests to treat and comfort them.

Jenkins did not dare to enter the church with his current face, so he waited for a while nearby and then walked into the bookstore opposite the church.

In addition to the clergy of the church, private doctors nearby were also temporarily recruited to help, so after Jenkins said that he was a medical student, he was also assigned some simple tasks by an old priest with a thick notebook.

When he was busy, he couldn't feel the flow of time. Although he was assigned mostly small tasks such as helping the injured or wiping wounds, he had been using his abilities without leaving any trace.

This behavior went unnoticed once or twice, but continued throughout the afternoon and eventually got noticed.

When the dusk glow appeared outside the window, the bookstore diagonally opposite the Sage Church was still full of injured people. After Jenkins helped a middle-aged doctor with a mustache hold down the wounded man, the doctor used a knife to dig out the bullet in the wounded man's arm.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and was about to find some water to drink when he turned around and saw Captain Binsi looking at him.

Subconsciously, I wanted to say hello, but immediately realized who I was now.

"Sir, do you have anything to do with me?"

he asked cautiously.

"Speak here."

Captain Bincy pointed to the backyard of the bookstore. Jenkins nodded and walked through the crowded room with him to the backyard where the original bookstore furniture was stacked.

After leaving the room, the noisy sound disappeared immediately. Jenkins saw the sunset and knew he had stayed in Nolan too long.

"You...are the Giver, right?"

The two stood still, Captain Binsi lit a cigarette for himself, blew out the smoke ring skillfully and asked. This was the first time that Jenkins saw someone around him smoking. He subconsciously observed the color of the smoke, and then realized that such caution was foolish. Captain Bincy could not have known about the banned tobacco.

"Yes, I am a gifter, an unregistered gifter."

He nodded generously and admitted.

"Which great one are you a follower of? The God of Peace? Or the Indifferent Healer?"

Both of them have clergy related to [medical treatment]. In peacetime, they mostly like to run clinics and treat patients completely free of charge during one week of the year. In unpeaceful times, most followers of the latter still like to run clinics, while followers of the former will switch careers as battlefield doctors.

"No, I am also a believer of the sage...don't look at me like this. This sentence is not a lie. I can swear to the sage. I just don't like to be restrained, so I didn't go to the church to register for gifts. Are you going to arrest me or force me to go to the church opposite to reveal my identity?”

he asked.

"I just want to make sure you are not a suspicious person. As for arresting you..."

He shook his head and put out the cigarette butt, and stuffed the unfinished half of the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

"I'm not that free yet. In fact, the church has never had any ill intentions towards unregistered benefactors. You don't like to register, and we rarely force you to come to the church to register. Unregistered benefactors living in the Diocese of Nolan, according to the formal The estimate of the Church of God is probably in three figures. The church knows the situation of some people, but as long as there is no violation of law, the church will not hold you accountable for what you did... Not to mention that you were saving people just now, Nolan There are very few gifters with healing abilities in the diocese. If you are willing to become a scribe, I can..."

"I still want to be free for the time being. I think even if I don't become a scribe, I can still spread glory to the sages."

Jenkins said, and then he and Captain Bincy leaned on the bookshelves that had been temporarily moved to the backyard and looked at the sunset in the distance.

PS: The next chapter ends this volume.

Chapter 1455 Chapter 1432 Hero (End of this volume)

Golden light shines on the city, and the metal pipes and tiles on the outside of the wall reflect soft light. After the heavy rain and snowfall, it is nice weather. I don’t know how long this weather will last.

"When it comes to the issue of heretics, it's like those believers who lie, even though they have done so many things, they have not fundamentally touched the bottom line of the church, so we have not arrested them. I wonder if you have heard that At noon, the believer of Lie also appeared in the dock area and was discovered by the demigods of the Zhengshen Church, but he was still let go. "

Captain Binsi said.

Jenkins' mouth trembled:

"The version I heard is that the believers of lies froze the sea to save Nolan, so the demigods did not cause trouble for him."

"You are really well informed."

Captain Binsi said with a smile, not feeling embarrassed at all because his lie was exposed.

"Speaking of which, believers in lies have been really active recently. I heard that many things in the past month are related to them. The Titans that appeared on the outskirts of the city last month, the ghoul invasion after that, and the sky in the sky not long ago The hanging city, and what happened today. Are they the messengers who caused the disaster, or the saviors who drove it away? "

The long-lost conversation with Team Pennsy piqued Jenkins' interest, and he didn't mind talking more.

Captain Binsi obviously didn’t mind wasting time here with Jenkins, and his chatterbox also opened up:

"Listening to what you said, I feel like so many things have happened this month. In fact, it's not just these. The unseasonal snowfall in the entire world last month is also related to them, but the center of the incident is in the North. Since half a year ago, that After the man in black robe who likes to collect weird things appeared for the first time, I felt that the whole world was in chaos. In my opinion, the original world was peaceful, and what people cared about was when steam engines would become cheaper and smaller, and whether inventors would succeed. There were new ideas, but in just half a year, war and disasters became regular occurrences in the newspapers.”

Although the sun had not completely set, the moon and stars in the sky were already faintly visible. Captain Binxi looked up at the purple star, which was already very obvious in the sky.

"You should know this, right?"

Captain Binxi pointed to the star.