The Master of the Strange Realm

"Huh~"

He exhaled sharply, and when he inhaled again, he was choked by the smell in the air. The first three carriages were all filled with products related to the Benefactor, and in the fourth quarter it was finally the antique market that Dad mentioned.

There is no unusual space, and the carriages after the fourth carriage all maintain the appearance of carriages. Vendors who look almost identical pile their products on the ground, leaving only a narrow aisle in the middle for customers to walk through.

There is a pungent earthy smell in the air, and people are rubbing shoulders and bending down to check the goods at each stall.

Jenkins took the cat back from his shoulder into the inner pocket of his coat, and then struggled to blend into the crowd to find his father.

When I walked to the No. 5 carriage, I suddenly heard someone calling my name. When I looked up, I saw Miss Capet not far ahead, and she was here too.

A crowded carriage is not a good place to reminisce. Jenkins wanted to find a less crowded carriage to talk, but he saw Miss Capet making a vigilant gesture of silence, and then pointed to a tall man wearing a black hat not far away. man.

"I'm following him."

She barely made a sound.

Jenkins narrowed his eyes. The man was a level 4 benefactor. He had never seen that man before.

"He should be a cultist of the [Gear Craftsmen Guild]."

Miss Cape said again, then took Jenkins' hand and stepped back to hide in the crowd. It just so happened that at this time, the man in the hat looked back with feeling, but did not find the two of them.

"When I was in Nolan City, I was invited by the night watchmen to participate in a secret operation. I saw him at that time, but he escaped."

Miss Cape said into Jenkins' ear, and then asked:

"Do you want to know what he was looking for? I discovered it as soon as I got in the car. He was searching for items among these vendors very purposefully."

Of course, Jenkins also wanted to know what the guys from the Gear Craftsmen Guild were doing, so the plan to find his father was shelved again. He followed Miss Capet with the cat, following the suspicious man from a distance, and at the same time he did not forget to check which stall he stayed at for the longest time.

Generally speaking, stall owners will not reveal the privacy of customers. This seems to be related to the rules of the market. So no matter how Miss Cape asked the man in the hat about the goods he was looking at, the stall owners kept silent.

But when Jenkins asked, everyone was willing to tell him the answer. This is probably the advantage of VIP customers.

"Is B-11-05-3900 [Antiquities Market] opened by a sage?"

Miss Capet was very puzzled by this, and Jenkins could not explain it, so he kept silent and allowed his cousin to guess.

Chapter 1546 Chapter 1522 Meeting the Craftsmen Guild Again (3/10)

A man from the Gear Craftsmen Guild is looking for some metal accessories with a history of thousands of years. Under normal circumstances, he would never be able to buy them. Not to mention how serious the metal products will be in decay over a thousand years, but judging from the development of civilization in the 18th century. Look, it’s hard to say whether there were standard metal parts thousands of years ago.

This is the inside of a Class B extraordinary event. There may not be what he needs a thousand years ago, but there might be accessories made of special alloys in the last era two thousand years ago. The cultist was looking for something similar. Jenkins and Miss Capet followed him for half an hour, but they had not yet seen him find his target.

"Tell me, are they the big thing who wants to repair the Nolan underground?"

Miss Capet guessed softly, standing side by side with Jenkins, pretending to observe a gramophone with a strange structure. Almost all the Gifters who now live in Nolan know that the gear craftsmen have discovered something extraordinary underground. Jenkins hopes that the church will pay attention to it, and it is best to find a way to counter the ancient difference engine before he does.

"It must be. It has been sealed for so long. Even if it is really dug out by the cultists of the Gear Craftsmen Guild, it will not be intact."

Jenkins replied in a low voice, glancing at the man they were following from the corner of his eye, only to find that he suddenly quickened his pace towards the car further behind.

The train at [Antiquities Market] is not completely linear, nor is it even a circular closed space. In Jenkins' view, this place is more like a forked branch. Every time a door is opened, it is equivalent to making a choice. There are multiple tail ends of the train, but there is only one at the head end, which is where the auction will be held in the evening. Car No. 1.

The two of them moved quickly in the carriage with the man. When they opened the door again, they no longer saw a noisy antique market in front of them, but instead turned into a clock shop full of clocks. The sound of the gears turning and the pendulum swinging hit the eardrums like ocean waves. Even though these sounds are not strong, the combination has a shocking feeling.

The main color of this carriage is brass. The walls are covered with clocks. A clock like a tombstone is placed in the corner. On the counter are countless pocket watches with exquisite shapes.

This reminded Jenkins of the clock shop that he eliminated last year. When he visited for the first time on the recommendation of his professor, he was equally shocked by the beauty and order of the machinery.

Apart from the man and Jenkins, there was no fourth customer in this carriage. Behind the counter is a receptionist wearing a monocle and using tweezers to repair pocket watch parts. He looked up at the three of them and found that they were looking at each other with menacing looks, so he reminded:

"Fighting is not prohibited here, but anything damaged must be compensated at three times the price!"

The man in the hat put his right hand on the counter and looked at the two people who had just entered the door calmly:

"Sure enough, someone followed me. I'm really unlucky. I can meet enemies in such a place, so...are you believers in lies, or running dogs of the Orthodox Church?"

"We are believers in lies."

Jenkins said with certainty. Miss Cape was stunned and understood what he meant. If the other party could be caught, this lie would be meaningless. If not, at least it could confuse the other party.

"Yes, we are believers in lies, just surrender."

She said righteously, feeling fresh about pretending to be that gang of liars.

"So do you think I will not be prepared to meet you when I come out to perform the mission?"

He took off his hat and threw it aside, raised his right hand slightly above his chest with the palm facing down, and raised his left hand slightly below his chest with the palm facing up. As the sound of gears turning became clearer, a huge brass gear structure that meshed together appeared behind him, and steam gushed out of the invisible void, making those illusory gears brighter.

As the huge gears turned behind him, a rusty copper dagger slowly took shape between the man's hands.

This was somewhat like the geometric pattern that appeared behind Alexia when she used the mathematical principle, but it was obviously more beautiful than the ability of the short lady.

"Do you really think you are our opponent?"

The offline God of Lies, who pretended to be a believer of lies, was actually considered a believer of lies by people, but was not actually a believer of lies, asked.

"Mortals, never know what awe is."

As the man solemnly said this, the old dagger in his palm was completely formed. The ancient breath spread over the surface of the short dagger, and the copper rust and cracks made Jenkins and Miss Cape have no doubt about its history.

"Rather than being stabbed to death by your dagger, I think you'd rather expect us to get tetanus."

Jenkins said sarcastically, then turned his head suddenly, the whistling wind passed by his ears, and a small gear behind him was deeply stuck in the wall.

The gear pattern behind the cultist still did not disappear. He held the dagger with a serious face, and the chains overflowed from the gaps between the gears, rolling on the ground like dancing tentacles.

The aisle between the counters was narrow, and this situation was unavoidable. The brave wins when they meet on a narrow road. Jenkins raised his cane from the air with his right hand and rushed forward.

The chains came alive at this moment, and pounced on Jenkins like a group of predatory snakes. Miss Cape behind Jenkins chanted a spell praising God. She believed in the righteous god [Spirit of All Things]. The power of nature stirred the invisible wind and entangled with those chains.

Swinging the cane violently, all the chains blocking the way were broken under the huge force. The cultist was not worried. He took a deep breath and swung the dagger in his right hand. As the copper rust fell off, the dagger shattered. Black air flowed out from the gears behind him. The handle of the dagger seemed to come alive. The small gears formed by it grew rapidly, and a gear sword "grew" in a breath.

"Weird creature!"

The black spiritual light made Jenkins' heart tremble, but he still threw his cane at the man in front of him without hesitation. The cultist also swung the sword with a sword. At the moment when the two collided, the huge spirits met in the air. Bang~, the resulting air wave caused the air to produce a wonderful optical refraction phenomenon in a short time.

"So strong? What kind of weapon is this?"

Jenkins did not gain an advantage in this brief fight. On the contrary, because of the collision of the two weapons, the small gears on the gear sword actually climbed onto the surface of his cane and multiplied rapidly like germs.

Jenkins immediately knocked the floor with his cane, and the spirit of life instantly penetrated the cane containing the components of the world tree, and the gears on the wooden surface fell off like rain.

Chapter 1547 Chapter 1523 Mechanical Arm (4/10)

"It's the power of the weird!"

Miss Capet behind him reminded. She felt a familiar power in Jenkins, but she didn't think too much about it for the time being.

"This is not a weird thing. Mortals can't imagine what we found underground!"

The man from the Gear Craftsmen Association swung his sword again, and Jenkins fought back with his staff. With his current strength, he still didn't gain an advantage in the confrontation.

He guessed what was going on in his heart and used the staff like a sword. In the short confrontation, the flames spread along the staff to the opponent's sword and then to his clothes. The eternal purifying fire quickly burned his clothes and skin, revealing the original appearance of his arm - a steam-powered device tightly entangled with flesh and blood.

"Oh~"

Miss Capet made a nauseating sound. Like Jenkins, she didn't like this unnatural body structure. Jenkins suppressed his nausea and repelled the opponent again, while loudly asking:

"Is this what you pursue? For the sake of power, you are willing to become like this?"

"You don't understand, believer of lies, this is the direction of human evolution."

Probably because the secret of his body has been exposed, there is no need to hide it. When he slashed the sword in his hand at Jenkins this time, the huge gear pattern behind him merged into his back, causing the entire arm to spurt steam outward. When the two weapons collided, the steam surged to the extreme. The cane almost came out of his hand under the huge force. Jenkins felt as if he had been kicked by an elephant, and there was a huge roar in his ears. At the same time, my chest felt so tight that I almost vomited blood.

Unable to help but take a step back, Miss Cape quickly supported him. She put her hand on Jenkins' back to heal his injuries, and the life spirit similar to blood merged into her body, allowing some injured internal organs to heal immediately.

Jenkins frowned and pulled the cat out of his chest and put it on the counter aside. Those glass counters had long been shattered by the explosion just now. The receptionist leaned against the wall and watched the three people fighting with no expression on his face. It means to stop.

"Have you seen it, believers in lies? This is the direction that mankind should move forward. The end of the era is coming. If you don't choose to evolve, you will have no choice but to be eliminated by the world."

The man laughed, and the giant gear behind him became more solid than before. In the void behind him, the spiritual light that only Jenkins' eyes could see continued to enter his body. This meant that the person in front of him was able to tie with Jenkins purely by relying on distant support. This was not His own strength, so he's not that difficult to deal with.

The air in the carriage was filled with the stench of burning and oil. This came from the burnt skin on the one hand, and the smell brought by the steam surging outward from the cultists' bodies on the other.

"How mechanized is your body?"

Jenkins suddenly asked.

"Ninety percent, your weapons can't deal with me."

The cultist said, leaping up with swords in both hands, and without giving Jenkins a chance to speak, he struck directly at his shoulder.

Jenkins pushed Miss Capet to a safer area in the back, and the cane in his hand turned into a spear with a slight shake.

The stabbing spear was much longer than the gear sword, so while the man was in the air, Jenkins stabbed him in the left chest. But this attack was completely useless. The stabbing spear in his hand was completely unable to penetrate the steel plate made of the mysterious alloy on his chest, and it only spattered a layer of sparks.

And while Jenkins' right hand was numb from the shock, the gear sword struck down hard.

"ha!"

He raised his left hand to hold the sword. Even though the sword had no edge at all, the huge force impact still fractured Jenkins' wrist, and he was almost knocked to the ground.

But this was his purpose. He endured the severe pain and threw away the cane in his right hand. While the two were so close, two rotating silver light strips appeared in front of Jenkins like a flowing Milky Way.

With a flick of his right hand, a small piece of light was ejected and went straight into the man's forehead. The intensity of his chop disappeared immediately. The whole person seemed to be stopped, and fell to the ground in a falling posture.

He kept twitching, and the majestic image of the huge gear behind him distorted a few times and then disappeared. At the same time, steam was continuously spurting out from the man's pores, and the abnormal clicking sounds inside his body became louder and louder.

The reason for using [Knowledge Grant] is because it is an ability belonging to the Sage Church. Miss Cape is right next to her, and Jenkins must not take the risk of using [Profane Production].

The knowledge from the other world directly destroyed the soul in the mechanical body, and without the support of the soul, this completely unnatural body began to self-destruct.

"I'm warning you, if this thing explodes and blows up this carriage, I won't be able to afford it even if you sell all the stuff you have on you."

The receptionist who had been silent said while looking at the spreading white steam.

"Then we sell it to you, do you accept it?"

Miss Cape said immediately, and the receptionist's eyes lit up:

"Of course. This is a very novel creation. I think someone will definitely like it in the next hundred years."

"Leave us an arm. In addition, we only accept sin currency transactions. Everyone knows the value of this body."

Jenkins said after finally standing up, holding the rune sword in his hand. The sword was trying to infect his wounds with gears, but the gears melted as soon as they touched his blood.

"But I helped you solve his self-exposure problem..."

The receptionist wearing a monocle muttered, took out an empty box from the counter, and threw it into the steam. After a while, the spreading steam dissipated, and the receptionist walked out of the counter and picked up the box from the floor.

The front of the box is made of glass, allowing customers to see the products inside. So both Jenkins and Miss Cape could see the shrunken male body lying inside.

"Arm~"

The receptionist said as he used the tweezers he had just held to carefully remove the arm from the shrunken body. He dismantled it very carefully, trying to keep the gears and bearings at the connections intact.

When the little arm left the box, it immediately returned to its original size and lay on the counter with all the glass exploded.

Without the covering of skin, this arm, which is made of bright red muscles mixed with alloy steel cables, structural gears and pressure plug pumps, lies clearly under the gas lamp. Red flesh, brass-colored alloy, and black gears jointly construct this very cruel "artwork". The completely artificial beauty and absurd construction materials also make this malicious creation exquisite.

Chapter 1548 Chapter 1524 Searching (5/10)

"I had only heard that gear craftsmen would be obsessed with mechanical transformation of the human body before, but I didn't expect that they have gone to such an extent."

Miss Cape said while helping Jenkins heal his injuries. She stood beside and behind Jenkins, obviously not wanting to get too close to the arm and treating the thing as a disgusting thing like excrement.

"Is your injury okay?"

She had noticed that the wound on Jenkins' left hand was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, but she was still worried that there was something like [gear germ] on the gear sword.

"It's okay, the injury is not serious."

As he said that, he put the gear sword and the arm together and pushed them to the receptionist behind the counter:

"I remember that the market can send goods to customers for free. Please send these two items to the Cathedral of the Sages on the outskirts of Beldiran."

Although they were the trophies of both Jenkins and Miss Capet, since it was mainly Jenkins who contributed, Miss Capet did not oppose the decision to send them to the Sage Church.

"Of course it's possible... Now can we talk about compensation?"

The receptionist said, pointing to the blown-out glass counters.

"I think it's better to calculate the value of the body first."