The Master of the Strange Realm

Jenkins said suspiciously, and the other party replied with a helpless tone:

"That is actually equivalent to wiping out the original power of the broken sword, only slightly repairing the shape, and may even affect the other two complete swords. This is not because I want to harm you, it is the guy with the steam who made me do this. made."

"So you really can't fix it?"

Jenkins confirmed sadly.

"Yes, but why repair it? Although the sword is broken, the power is still there. After you leave this nine-story tower, find a place with fertile soil and plant the two broken sword parts together. It will take about two or three years to repair it. But don't Use the spirit of nature to promote it, and it must be repaired completely naturally. Otherwise, I will not be responsible for any problems. "

Chapter 2170 Ship in the Fog

"Growing a sword" was the only way that the caretaker of the furnace came up with. Although it meant that the Holy Bone Sword could be completely repaired, it also meant that the Holy Bone Sword was really useless before defeating the Difference Machine.

Jenkins reluctantly accepted the fact, and then asked:

"Since you can't repair my sword, are there any useful props you can give me? I killed the fragments of the beast of disaster and ignited the flames, so I overfulfilled the task, right?"

In fact, it's not just an overage. If the furnace hadn't been perfectly repaired by the Difference Engine with great efforts, the flames might have exploded the old furnace.

"Since there are so many flames, don't be stingy. My ultimate enemy is the steaming machine. Give me some props."

"Okay, you're right. Let me think about what I can give you here..."

The man in hunting attire turned around and pulled the lever in the shadow of the furnace, causing the flames to be suppressed by the furnace itself. Then he rolled up the sleeve of his right hand and stretched his stone arm through the gap in the furnace gate.

Jenkins felt the heat wave hitting his face and opened his eyes of reality to observe the other party's movements. But the flames in the furnace were too fierce, and the dazzling firelight completely suppressed the color of the aura.

After a while, the man turned around, with smoke still coming from his white-gray arm.

There were no burn marks on that arm, but as the man approached Jenkins, Jenkins could clearly feel the temperature on the other man's body.

He holds a black stone in his stone arm.

"What's this?"

He took the stone and fully felt the high temperature on it. To put it bluntly, if the person holding the stone was not him but an ordinary person in the material world, I am afraid that the palm of his hand would be burned directly.

"When that machine repaired the furnace, it did not completely replace the furnace with a new one, but carried out extensive repairs on the old basis. Only I know the true appearance and structure of the furnace, so I was the one who told the machine , how much material is needed for complete restoration..."

"Did you submit too much information?"

Jenkins asked.

"It's not an overstatement, I just want to stockpile some repair materials for the next time, otherwise I would have to go to those doors and get them myself."

While Jenkins couldn't take away anything from a bygone era, the men who guarded the furnace could.

"Anyway, this stone is a fusion of the old material from the furnace itself and the excellent alloy provided by that machine. This is quite excellent raw material. I don't know what you need, so I am willing to provide the material. You tell me the shape requirements. Let’s use the fire energy here to smelt the ancient stone and cast it with this excellent alloy, and mold it myself. I’m afraid it will have great strength when it is formed.”

"In this case....."

The spirit of life condensed between his fingers, and Jenkins' hand gestured in the air, leaving a trace of light:

"I want to make a pistol. You provide a rough embryo, and I will construct the detailed structure myself. In addition, I also have some peeled metal from the core of the Difference Engine. These are the hosts of the mystery who have taken refuge in the Difference Engine. We provide them with the hope that we can use the fire here to turn those metals into bullets..."

"This is very simple, but are you sure it's a firearm? What you lack most now is not a handy weapon? I can make a sword with the same shape as the broken sword at a one-to-one ratio, and it will have the same power. "

The Stone Hearth Keeper kindly suggested it.

"No, you can use these two swords for the time being. Besides, the pistol I want to make is not an ordinary product. It is... Speaking of which, can I make another request?"

It was obvious that the man in hunting attire did not want to agree, but under the gaze of Jenkins and the cat, he still nodded:

"You tell me."

"It's too inconvenient to carry these two swords. I don't want to take risks with two swords on my back. Is there any way to put them away? I remember that you can provide space props."

"Oh, if you just put it away, it doesn't have to be that troublesome. You can ask me to provide a space item, or you can choose to let me turn this sword into a gift."

He pointed at B-01-1-0006 [The Eternal Fire Sword of Sin]:

"The maker of this sword may be the one who created this world. I can feel the harmony between this sword and the flames in the furnace. You can only choose one of the two options above. After all, I don't want to consume all the fire here. By the way, if you choose to transform this spiral sword into a gift, it will have a new power. Your broken sword is a weapon of the School of Undead, so this great sword is a weapon of the School of Summoning. You may be able to use this sword to call on the strong in the past to help you fight. Of course, this requires you to learn the corresponding rituals yourself."

There is almost no need to choose. Jenkins gave up the space equipment and chose to transform the greatsword into a gift.

So he and the hunting man got busy in front of the furnace. The firelight was reflected in the chocolate amber eyes. It watched the firelight jump, and watched Jenkins and the people who guarded this world forged guns, bullets and a new spiral sword.

The tip of the tail gently touched the back of Jenkins' neck. The cat didn't care what Jenkins was doing. It was thinking about what Jenkins was thinking at the moment. Alexia had just called out the cat with the ritual of [Contact the Moon-Swallowing Cat] in front of him, but Jenkins still acted as if he knew nothing and was intimate with it after the short lady left.

Perhaps, just like Alexia's analysis in the abandoned hospital, Jenkins had already known it.

"Meow~"

The cat made a lazy sound, and Jenkins raised his hand and stroked it.

Chocolate didn't know how Jenkins discovered its "clever" disguise, but the point now was that sooner or later, in the next journey, it would reveal its true power. At that time, Jenkins could no longer deny this fact.

"Meow~"

It liked Jenkins, it liked this home, and it hoped to stay with Jenkins forever. Therefore, Jenkins had to accept this fact. He had to accept that the only spiritual sustenance he had found in his panic life was actually a liar.

(Finnie praying...)

When solid ground appeared under his feet again, it meant that Jenkins had finally reached the eighth floor of the tower, which was also the last floor before the end of the journey. He didn't know whether his "tower climbing" speed was fast or slow, nor did he know whether the differential engine on the ninth floor had completed the fusion of the original steam engine and the [Mechanical Heart] while he was struggling to experience the adventure in the strange world.

But he knew that the situation outside was already quite bad. He had fully experienced the scene of the end of the world when he went out of the strange world twice, and he also understood that this was just the beginning. If he didn't stop the source of the disaster as soon as possible, the material world would become worse in a short time.

Even after going through so much, entering the gate of the strange world still made Jenkins dizzy and lying on the ground. But Chocolate was not dizzy. Jenkins could feel his cat standing next to his head, and then felt the cat licking his face.

This made him feel much better. He kept lying on the ground and turned his head slightly, showing a reluctant smile to the worried cat:

"Chocolate is the best."

The more he said this, the more worried Chocolate was. So he stopped licking his face, shook his long tail, and lay down in front of Jenkins' face, waiting for Jenkins to fully recover.

Even if he didn't get up, he could feel the unnatural flatness of the ground under him. Although it was outdoors and I could feel the wind, there seemed to be something like a floor underneath me.

And I could hear the sound of water flowing, not like someone turning on the faucet, but like the natural flow of water on the unpeaceful sea or river.

"Could it be..."

I climbed up with my hands on the ground and looked around. This was indeed the bow deck of a steamship. Looking back, I could see the towering chimney spewing out black smoke. I sniffed the air with my nose raised. In addition to the moisture of water, there was also the unique smell of burning coal. This was Nolan's breath.

The sky was the usual black in the strange world, and the surroundings of the ship were diffused with black fog. Jenkins could tell that this was sailing in a river rather than in the ocean, because the shadows of buildings could be seen in the black fog on both sides of the forward direction. This was probably a prosperous city no less prosperous than Nolan, with well-arranged buildings and streets, showing the prosperity of civilization.

This ship was about the same size as the largest inland freighter Jenkins had seen in Nolan's river. Although there were no neatly stacked cargoes, there were large and small garbage piles on the bow deck, or messy wooden boxes placed everywhere. This made the deck look a bit crowded, but in fact the area here was very large.

Jenkins was not the only one here. On both sides of the deck, under the side of the ship and near the garbage piles, there were densely packed people wearing gray rags and blankets, leaning against the side of the ship or boxes in groups of two or three, hiding under the blankets, as if they were afraid of something. Their number was probably close to 300, and they were silent on the misty deck.

Although people's clothes were of different styles, the colors were all black and gray, which were dark tones. I don't know if this had any connection with the strange world.

The luggage was all there, the Star Demon Sword and the backpack were lying next to Chocolate, and the only remaining metal cocoon was consumed when making bullets just now, so that the bullets could be added with the effect of damaging the soul.

In addition, he reached into his pocket and touched the seventh round coin that appeared inexplicably. It is still exactly the same size and thickness as the sin coin, but is made of a strange black gem.

The front side, which Jenkins thought, was the emblem of the [Hero], and the back side was the blue Rubik's Cube of Alexia. Rubbing the surface of the coin with the tip of his finger, he could also feel some formula runes and geometric patterns inside the Rubik's Cube pattern that were difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Chapter 2171 Fishing

In addition to Jenkins and the huddled people on the deck, there was actually a metal head. It was placed alone on a wooden chair in the center of the deck. The chair was an ordinary backrest chair, and the backrest was nailed together with three wooden boards, which looked ordinary.

At this moment, Jenkins and Chocolate were closer to the bow, and there was a bucket and some rotten wooden boards between them and the metal head on the wooden chair. The distance was actually not small.

"If you want to leave, the rules are simple."

The head spoke with a pleasant tone. It was not covered with human skin, and the metal was completely exposed. In addition to allowing Jenkins to see the connection marks on the metal surface, even the runes were not hidden inside the metal shell.

"This is a ship, a ship traveling on the river. Except for you, everyone else is a refugee. What you need to do is to learn the truth of this world from the refugees."

"This request is too broad. What is the truth of the world?"

Jenkins asked back. The water in the river was not turbulent, and even standing on the deck, there was not much shaking, but the ship was indeed moving forward. Although Jenkins had boarded a ship in this world, he had never traveled by ship. Fortunately, he was not seasick. Of course, Chocolate was not seasick either.

"You need to describe the background of this world to me. The world is facing a disaster. You don't need to describe the characteristics of civilization and the details of the disaster. You only need to tell the form of the disaster."

The metal head said.

"So when asking these refugees, are there any restrictions?"

Jenkins asked again.

"If you don't want to die soon, don't try to leave the range of this ship; these refugees will not tell you information for free, and you can only get their help if you meet their requirements."

"Is there a time limit?"

"Of course, this ship is full of death and fear, and this place is not suitable for you. You can only ask three refugees. If you can't find out what happened here, then you can only stay with them. Maybe I can also give you a blanket."

It sounds like the rules are not difficult, and there is no need for large-scale exploration, but now that he has reached the eighth floor of the tower, Jenkins always has an ominous premonition in his heart. Especially after coming to this strange place, that special feeling has become stronger.

"Meow~"

Chocolate patted Jenkins' shoulder with his little paws, and the cat's comfort made Jenkins's haze dissipate a lot.

He looked at the refugees huddled under the guardrails around the deck. None of them had any obvious identity marks, and it was impossible to tell which people had special identities.

Observing with the eyes of truth, the black aura was connected into one piece, and this light was meaningless at this time.

Since there was no good idea, Jenkins decided to find someone at random to find out what was going on.

He looked around, walked among the garbage on the deck, and finally picked a skinny guy with his head down and a turban. He was wearing black patched coarse cloth clothes, and his body was thin, and it was hard to tell whether he was a man or a woman. He and two other people dressed similarly were huddled under the same piece of linen. After Jenkins approached and squatted down, he smelled a distinct smell of sourness.

"I want to ask you something."

"Oh, sir, no, you can't ask, you can only listen to what I can tell you."

It was a trembling man's voice, he seemed to be afraid of Jenkins, and he still didn't dare to look up when he spoke.

"Well, then, I want to hear your information."

"Then you have to help me do something."

This was expected, so Jenkins nodded:

"What do I need to do for you?"

"Do you fish?"

The trembling voice asked, and there was a sobbing sound from time to time.

"Probably not."

Jenkins had never fished in his past life, but fortunately, as a boy who grew up in a coastal city, he did have fishing experience in his memory, but that was many years ago. At that time, the Williamites still opened a store in the dock area, and Robert had not encountered the good thing that changed the family's living environment.

"Help me catch two fish from the river, and I will tell you what I can tell you."

"Are you sure you want two fish?"

"No, I want you to catch two fish from this river 'now', not two fish."

The man reread the conditions of time and place, and cut off Jenkins's idea of ​​making two fish out of thin air.

Jenkins doesn't know how to fish, but he still has to try it. Besides, in a weird place like Weird Realm, the man's request is definitely not to test fishing skills. The river under the boat is not simple at all, so the fish in it will not be simple.

Fishing requires fishing gear and bait. Jenkins raised this question, and the man also pointed him out that those things can be found on the deck.

Jenkins looked back at the spacious bow deck and saw a metal fishing rod sticking out from the buckets and wooden boxes not far away.

But there was still no bait:

"You can't fish with an empty hook, right?"

He asked the man, who shook his head:

"Just throw the hook into the water. The fish here don't need extra bait."

It's common for things in the strange world to be out of common sense. After Jenkins confirmed that the fishing rod in his hand was ordinary, he took his cat to the bow. There is a bow statue at the bow. Generally speaking, this is a totem and god statue fixed on the bow. Most sailors are superstitious and believe that this will bring good luck.

The bow statue is a life-size statue of a man with an unclear face and open arms. There is an open space behind it without refugees or large garbage such as wooden boxes, so Jenkins can fish here.

The fishing line with the hook is a metal wire. Of course, there is no reel. The metal wire is tied directly to the small hole in the front of the fishing rod. So Jenkins doesn't need to consider the problem of releasing the line, and he throws the hook out directly.

Because of the fog around the ship, Jenkins can't see what the water outside the ship looks like, let alone the picture of the hook entering the water. He can only hear a light sound of plop, and then sit cross-legged and wait patiently.

He doesn't know how to fish, so he can only do this. Fortunately, this time he has Chocolate with him. The cat is very considerate and lies down beside Jenkins after he sits down, and then Jenkins reaches out and touches it. This also makes Jenkins can't help but think like a prank, if he ties Chocolate to a fishing line and throws it into the river, will it be easier to catch fish.

Chapter 2172 Eating Fish