While Jenkins was thinking, the meat ball under the counter was still wriggling, and it was meaty. The appearance of the baby in the film became clearer and clearer. He took a step back and stretched out his hand to call out the light belt representing [Gift of Knowledge], but he was worried that this would cause the soul of the unformed baby under the counter to change.
After hesitating for a moment, he flicked out the flame that appeared on his fingertips. The unformed meat ball was immediately ignited by the inextinguishable fire, and amidst the miserable howl, the meat ball turned into a fireball. But it wasn't completely burned, and when the flames were retracted by Jenkins, a small section of the umbilical cord remained on the ground.
"Um… "
Staring at the thing, Jenkins retreated a little bit, until he reached the door of the store. The street outside the door looks like winter, and the snow makes the whole street turn silvery white.
Jenkins' hand had already touched the door, he opened it without hesitation and jumped outside, only to find that he had jumped into Papa's antique shop again.
This antique shop is still slightly different from the actual antique shop, but what is more obviously wrong is that there is a layer of gray snow on the ground, and there are blood vessel-like mold spots on the walls and ceiling.
It was winter outside the window, but it looked even more decayed and lifeless.
When Jenkins stepped on the gray snow on the ground and came to the back of the counter again and looked under the counter, he saw a baby that had been fully revealed, a baby with a cat's face.
It is curled up in a snowdrift, holding a small piece of earthworm-like umbilical cord in its hand, and it has been sent into its mouth. Noticing Jenkins looking down at it, the little monster sucked the umbilical cord into its mouth, and then let out that back-chilling meow again:
"Meow~"
It landed on its hands and feet, as if it wanted to jump out from under the counter. But Jenkins had already ejected a piece of silver representing forbidden knowledge, and the silver piece drew a beautiful arc in the air and got into the cat-faced baby's head, and then it exploded completely.
There were red, white, and green bombs all over the counter, on the walls, and on the floor, and the gray snow was stained in strange things, even Jenkins' pants and shoes suffered misfortune.
Chocolat probably heard the meowing of the cat, so the cat's head protruded from Jenkins' chest, and the beautiful cat's eyes widened to look around, but Jenkins quickly pressed it back.
The blasted baby left some skeletons and remains in the snowdrift. Except for the broken bones stuck in the snow and the sticky blood, the only thing that was intact was an incomplete umbilical cord. It was half buried in the small pothole, and it looked more complete than the small section just now, but it was still very short.
"So the key is this umbilical cord?"
Jenkins asked in a low voice, but no one would answer him at the moment. This time Jenkins did not choose to leave here, but stepped on the bones, internal organs and bloody water on the ground after the baby exploded, put on his gloves and reached out to get the umbilical cord.
When the hand touches the umbilical cord, it seems that a layer of water film is actively passed through the body. The surrounding scenery began to change for the third time, and then the antique shop appeared again.
This time the antique shop looked like it had been abandoned for a long time, and all the furniture in the room had a tendency to rot and warp. In addition to the gray snow on the ground and the mold spots on the walls, dense red bloodshots covered the underside of the snow, like dense capillaries. If Jenkins hadn't kicked the snow with his feet, he might not have noticed these weird lines.
The miserable meowing came from under the counter again, and Jenkins hesitated for a moment before walking over.
Bending down, a naked little boy huddled in a corner under the counter. Its body is covered with uneven hair, and its face still looks like a wild cat.
The umbilical cord in his hand was the one Jenkins saw just now. When Jenkins bent down, it had swallowed the umbilical cord to the last piece.
"Meow~"
The voice was extremely shrill and piercing. Jenkins touched his left ear, and then felt blood. He snorted, the ringing in his ears making it hard to hear himself, but it didn't matter, the little monster was dead when he stepped back and called out the twin demons.
The black demon blew up half of the antique shop a second later.
After the blast, Jenkins was covered in gray snow, dirt and dust. He walked quickly through the smoke that was still swirling around, and saw a hole where the counter had been blasted.
Now Jenkins is more sure that this is not the old dad's antique shop at any point in time, because there should be a secret room under the counter, but it is solid at this time.
In the wreckage of the counter that was still burning with black flames, a slightly longer umbilical cord was quietly floating about a foot above the ground. Dots of black and golden ripples spread around, and as the umbilical cord gradually became complete, the power contained in it became stronger and stronger.
With the lessons learned from the previous two, this time Jenkins did not choose to leave the antique shop or take the initiative to touch the umbilical cord. He backed up to the store door, then summoned the twin demons again and rushed towards the umbilical cord. After the start of an even more astonishing explosion than before, Jenkins felt himself in a trance, and then appeared in the fake old dad's antique shop for the fourth time.
The shop that was blown up was restored to its original appearance, but the gray snow on the ground and the mold spots on the walls were more conspicuous. At the same time, a not-so-thick blanket of meat appeared on the walls, floor and ceiling, something alive, and Jenkins could see blood, or something like that, flowing through it.
This is a bit like the scene outside the door he saw in the Doomsday, but it is much more dangerous than the current situation.
After returning to the counter again, he looked down. A boy about ten years old hugged his legs and curled up there. Jenkins heard a sucking sound as he lowered his head, presumably he had swallowed the umbilical cord.
"You can't help him."
The voice of speaking came from the position of the door. This was the first time Jenkins heard a human voice after entering this weird state.
Turning his head and looking back, a man in a black windbreaker and top hat opened the door and walked in. The windbreaker was extraordinarily long, the hem almost reaching to the edge of the short boots, gently stroking the gray snow on the ground.
He doesn't look very old, he should be between 30 and 35 years old.
"Who am I going to help?"
Jenkins asked back.
"That thing under the counter."
The stranger said that he stood directly at the door after entering the antique shop, and he didn't seem to want to go deep.