The Master of the Strange Realm

"Of course not. There is no reason for you, a betrayer of humanity, to be let go by me."

After receiving Jenkins' answer, the ferocious expression on the man's face became even more terrifying due to pain. He suddenly reached out and pressed on his heart, and then both Jenkins and the cat heard a "click" sound.

With the heart as the center, brass-colored markings under the skin extend to the entire body, and the extending veins are clearly the arteries and veins of the human body. Those brass-colored markings easily suppressed the black and silver traces that appeared due to the curse of the magic sword. It looked like there were several slender brass-colored chains on the surface of the man's body.

"This is a very good idea. The manually triggered mechanism is set below the chest. But I am curious, if someone hits your chest with a strong force, will it trigger the current symptoms?"

"Savior, you are too confident. Do you really think I don't have the strength to resist?"

A punch hit Jenkins, who let go of the hilt of the sword and took a step back lightly. The brass color had infected most of the blood vessels in the man's body. The metallic-colored palm grasped the magic sword inserted into his chest, and then pulled out the magic sword.

The man made a gesture of holding a sword.

Indeed, the Demon Sword of the Stars is a Category B transcendent, and anyone can use it as long as he holds it. This is different from the Category C gift [Holy Bone Sword].

Jenkins shook his head:

"I do feel confident, but my confidence is justified."

He waved the [Eternal Fire Sword of Sin] in front of him, and the dim flames on the sword immediately ignited, pulling out a gorgeous curtain of fire in front of him.

Both of them stopped talking nonsense. The man made a standard sword-drawing action, and like a charging knight in the old days, he bravely rushed towards Jenkins. The sword swept across, and he thought Jenkins would use the big sword to block it, but he didn't expect Jenkins to stretch out his left hand and hold the blade of the magic sword with his left hand. His hand didn't even bleed, it just scratched the skin. That’s all:

"It's different now than it was before."

He can now defeat the ancient Balrog with physical combat alone. The World Tree nurtured by the four seasons will no longer be as fragile as before.

One person held the sword and the other held the blade. After a moment of wrestling, because of the way Jenkins held the blade, he was able to rotate the sword in a circle. The man's hand never let go, so the man's wrist was also rotated in a circle. .

His hand was still a normal hand, and the normal sound of bone cracking was heard when he rotated it.

"What did that thing promise you so that you can do things for it like this?"

Jenkins wondered.

"Freedom, freedom to live in the real world."

So Jenkins stopped asking any more questions and slashed down with the spiral sword in his right hand. The sword hit the opponent's head with huge force. A transparent protective cover appeared on the man's head for a moment, and then shattered like glass. The burning sword body smashed his whole body into the deck with a dull sound. Then the deck seemed to come alive, swallowing the man's body and repairing the dent made by Jenkins, but the metal part was spit out.

It was an exquisitely crafted brass-colored heart. If taken out alone, it would look like a metal model of the heart. Jenkins stretched out his hand to check it, but before being touched by Jenkins, the heart automatically disintegrated into a meaningless pile of small gears. This look was somewhat like the effect of [Gear Light].

"Are you so cautious..."

This was the first target to be solved. Jenkins did not let Chocolate continue to identify, but returned to the female boatswain again:

"The light on the deck is almost exhausted. Is there any way to disperse the surrounding fog?"

In fact, there is still a lot of light left on the deck, but Jenkins wants to plan ahead instead of solving the problem at the most pressing moment.

"The bow of the ship can shine and disperse the fog better, but it has exhausted its power and you need to wake it up."

"What to wake up with?"

"Three gallons of water (approximately 13.6 liters), pour directly on the bow of the ship. You can have more, but not less."

Thinking there was more material, Jenkins waited a moment, but the woman stopped talking.

"Just three gallons of water? Wait, can't we use water from the river? The water in the river is polluted?"

"No, water from the river will do."

Jenkins raised his eyebrows:

"How difficult is this?"

"The difficulty lies in how you draw the water."

"Isn't there an empty barrel here?"

But the fat woman just smiled and motioned for Jenkins to try it himself.

There was indeed an empty barrel on the deck, with two wet rags tied together inside. Jenkins tied the bucket with fishing line and tossed it overboard.

But just as the bucket flew out, the metal tentacles under the water surface stabbed directly over, wrapping around the bucket and trying to pull it down. Of course, Jenkins refused to let go, so under the pull of two forces, the bucket broke directly. Jenkins only pulled back a quarter of the barrel's remains.

"So, any non-metallic object sticking out of the ship will be attacked."

Jenkins understood.

Although there are only wooden barrels on the deck, there are many metal parts here, enough for him to make a small barrel by himself. There is no need to waste [Moving Wind and Rain]. He is quite confident in his craftsmanship.

Chapter 2181 The lie of the ship’s prow statue

Soon Jenkins got out an iron bucket, still tied to the fishing line. This time, after throwing it out, the metal tentacle did not pierce, and the bucket entered the water smoothly.

He lifted the bucket and poured water on the figurehead, repeating this cycle. Although the figurehead was fixed, the dusty surface became much cleaner regardless of whether it was washed by water. It originally looked like gray stone material, but when Jenkins poured enough water, the material looked more like pure white marble.

The white light radiated around, the thick fog retreated to a farther position, and the appearance of the cities on both sides of the river was observed by Jenkins more. Judging from the scenery, this is not Nolan. It seems that the world with the background of the strange world is not based on the material world.

The style of the building is very close to the present era. Although the general appearance is still unclear, the level of civilization development is probably similar.

Just as Jenkins was standing on the railing of the bow, bathing in the dim light of the figurehead and looking into the distance, there was a splash, and Jenkins was startled:

"The chocolate fell into the river!"

"Meow!"

The cat on his shoulder meowed to announce that it was still there.

What fell was the fragments of the figurehead. As the dim light became brighter and brighter, pieces of pottery debris peeled off from the figurehead. In the end, what was left was a jade statue, still emitting a soft white light.

"But why is it a jade statue?"

The people in this world do not have the custom of worshipping jade, which is the custom of the Orientals in Jenkins' world.

"Because any metal statue has a probability of being manipulated by that indescribable thing. This material is used after considering factors such as cost-effectiveness, color, and affinity with spirits."

The figurehead said, it was still motionless, and the sound came from inside the body.

"You can talk? Oh, this is a stupid question, no need to answer. How long can you maintain this brilliance?"

"About 48 hours."

Hearing this answer, Jenkins finally breathed a sigh of relief. Not to mention 48 hours, he might leave here in less than 2 hours, which means that during his stay in this strange place, he no longer has to worry about the fog around the ship.

But time cannot be wasted easily. Jenkins turned around and continued to look for those who were converted. The female boatswain required to find 3. But the figurehead spoke again, so Jenkins didn't have to be so anxious:

"Thank you for waking me up. In return, I can tell you some news."

"No need!"

Jenkins hurriedly stopped him. He could only listen to the news of one person now, and he couldn't waste the opportunity here at the figurehead. Of course, after helping the female boatswain and obtaining additional permissions, he didn't mind talking to the figurehead.

"Don't worry, the information provided by me is not counted as within the limit."

Jenkins was still not at ease, and turned to look at the metal head on the chair. After being "reprimanded" by Jenkins, the other party never spoke again. At this time, he felt that Jenkins was looking at it and opened his eyes again.

"If I get information from the figurehead, does it count as asking three people?"

I thought the metal head would not answer, or would make things difficult, but he gave a direct answer:

"No."

Jenkins looked at it with some doubt, and the head closed its eyes again. Seeing it like this, Jenkins did not say much, and turned to the figurehead and asked:

"Okay, then what information can you provide?"

"You can learn from me the purpose of building this ship; you can learn from me the destination of this ship; you can learn from me the technology used to make me; you can learn from me the origin of the metal head."

"How many of these four can I choose?"

"One."

"The origin of the metal head."

This decision can be made without thinking.

"It was originally the captain of this ship, but I don't know when it surrendered to the indescribable monster, or it may have accidentally reached out of the ship and was forcibly transformed. It is very strong, but it can't completely control the ship now. The monster asked it to wait for someone here and play a game with it according to the rules. Within the game rule system, it lured the person who appeared on the ship to discover the truth of this world before the ship reached its destination."

"You said, that thing wants me to discover the truth of the world?"

Jenkins confirmed.

"Yes."

But this means that the differential machine asked the metal head to do something that would help Jenkins get out of the strange world, which seems to be somewhat inconsistent with their interests.

"How long will it take for the ship to reach its destination?"

Jenkins asked again.

"24 hours."

Hearing this answer, Jenkins looked up suddenly, this sentence was a lie.

"No, this is already the second question, why should it answer me?"

You can't tell the mood of a statue from its expression, but Jenkins knows that the other party is definitely not a pure good person.

Although the answer to his question about the arrival time can be very wide, there are actually only two options: very close to the current time point, and very far from the current time point.

If the time point to the destination is actually very far away, then there is no need for the statue to lie and distort the time, because Jenkins will not be here anyway. But since the answer of "far away" is chosen and it is a lie, it means that the ship may arrive at the destination soon. (Note)

"Damn it, I have to leave here quickly, there is no time to delay!"

Thinking in his mind, he immediately patted the cat on his shoulder. Chocolate, who had already sniffed out the answer, immediately pointed to the next enemy.

As Jenkins analyzed, when he was not talking to the evacuees on the deck, no one could move significantly or speak. So even though Chocolate had pointed out something was wrong with the scrawny boy who looked pre-adult, the boy could only remain hidden under the rags until Jenkins came closer.

But when Jenkins finally reached that critical distance, the boy jumped to his feet.

He had no clothes on his upper body, so his ribs looked like they were covered with brown human skin. His lower body was wearing a pair of black trousers that only reached his knees, and his feet were hand-knitted straw sandals.

He did not try to jump out of the boat like the man just now, but instead jumped towards Jenkins at a glance as if he were stepping on a spring.

Seeing how fast he rushed, Jenkins stretched out a sword and strung him on the sword. Of course the boy would not die so easily. He flapped his feet in the air, stretched out his hands and tightly grasped Jenkins' right hand holding the sword:

"For great wisdom!"

The boy shouted loudly, with a ferocious expression on his face. His right arm quickly became red and hot, and at the same time, a beeping sound came from the palm of his right hand.

Chapter 2182 Iron World Tree

"Why do bombs always have this sound as their detonation beep? No, why do bombs always have to have a beep?"

Thinking of these boring things, Jenkins put the five fingers of his left hand together to transform into a knife, cut off the boy's right arm, and threw it into the sky before exploding.

The ship's protective layer also had limits at the top, but the boy's arm was a product of transformation, so it was not attacked by the metal monster that patrolled in the thick fog above. The arm flew into the thick fog beyond the limits of Jenkins' field of vision, and then exploded like muffled thunder, but unexpectedly there was no fire.

On the other hand, the originally smooth dense fog was twisted into a vortex, and some unidentifiable black figures shuttled through the fog, as if they were searching for something, but they soon disappeared again.

"It seems that the external environment is really bad to a certain extent. Could it be that in the background of the story, there won't be only this one ship of people left in this world... Then this ship will be renamed 'Novo' Ya’ark is actually pretty good.”

Jenkins withdrew his gaze and looked back at the boy impaled on the sword. This was equivalent to the strength of Jenkins' right hand, holding the boy up like a lantern:

"Do you have anything else to say?"

"Great wisdom will defeat all enemies, you damn heretic!"

After finishing speaking, he even wanted to spit in Jenkins' face, but he was punched in the lungs by Jenkins and could hardly breathe.

Having had his right arm cut off by Jenkins, the boy is now completely flesh and blood, but still remains loyal to the Great Intelligence. On the one hand, this can reflect the strong brainwashing ability of the Difference Engine. On the other hand, it can also show how shameless the other party was when setting up this strange story.

"But how could the Difference Engine interfere so deeply in this mysterious situation?"

While thinking about it, he took the boy off his sword and threw him out of the boat. Because he did not undergo complete metal alienation, he was judged as a flesh heretic by the underwater creatures outside the ship. Metal tentacles stretched out from the water and pulled the boy with a broken arm into the water.

If Jenkins dared to look at the water outside the boat, he would see a stream of red liquid emerging from the bottom of the water, with gurgling bubbles in it, but he did not have such free time now.

"Okay, the second one, it's basically confirmed that the Difference Engine that comes in the background of the story, or part of the Difference Engine, has all the power of the Difference Engine, and even some powers that I don't know about."

Patting Chocolate again, Chocolate barked obediently, and then pointed out the location of the third person.

The third man was located very close to the open space on the deck where Jenkins first fished. He was lying there alone, covered with a brown cloth blanket and a flat cardboard box under his head.

Before Jenkins came closer, he was motionless and seemed to be asleep. When Jenkins crossed the boundary of contact, he jumped up like the boy just now.

Neither escaping nor attacking Jenkins, the man spun around on tiptoes, then turned into a ray of light and got into the cardboard box. The deflated cardboard box immediately seemed to be full of things, and at the same time, the box that was originally just ordinary items actually had a spiritual light.

"What is this? A ritual or an ability? Or some kind of numbered item that is not easy to observe?"