"I can't save this without cooperating with you?"
Jenkins said that in what he thought was a mocking tone, but despite saying this, he withdrew his sword, showing that he did not want to fight.
"I have a good friend who is a fortune teller, maybe she can help me."
"But which mortal dares to divination in such a world?"
The mouth in the palm sneered, and Jenkins couldn't refute.
"So what do you need from me, and what am I going to do for you?"
Jenkins thought about it and decided to try it first. He couldn't think of a better idea.
"Just like I said just now, you help me go to the real world, and I will teach you how to push away from this world. As for the specific details, I will tell you after you agree."
"Then I agree."
Jenkins responded casually.
"Then let's sign the contract. Any party who violates it will be punished."
The old man flicked his lowered left hand in the air, and an old parchment floated towards Jenkins. The obligations and rights of both parties were written in ancient characters. Jenkins didn't know that kind of characters, but he understood the meaning at a glance.
He looked at the parchment with suspicious eyes, but he didn't take it for a long time. The old man became a little impatient and urged:
"Since demons came to the material world on a large scale, everyone who wants to sign a contract wants to crumble the paper to find hidden terms. Assure you, human beings, there are no tricks on this paper."
It was the truth, so Jenkins hesitated and signed the Jenkins R. Williams name. Naturally, the other party also signed their names, but Jenkins couldn't recognize those strange letters, but he still secretly wrote them down.
Then it was time to obtain information. The old man admitted frankly that it was impossible to destroy this doomsday world, as mortals did not have the power to destroy space. So all that is needed now is to push away, which requires Jenkins to hold five different ceremonies at specific locations on different dates in Nolan in the material world and Nolan in the decaying city.
When all these rituals are in effect, the coincidence with Nolan here will be suspended for at least 200 years. As for 200 years later, this process can be suspended again in this way.
To help the elderly return to the material world, it is necessary to open a space tunnel in the real Nolan Bell Tower. But even if these two spaces are so closely connected now, the space tunnel cannot be opened easily.
Fortunately, there are a large number of creatures from different doomsdays in the declining Nolan. Hunting them will get a lot of useful materials.
"Every time I tell you the location and method of a ceremony, you can get some materials for me in this city where the end of the world is coming. I will control the amount of materials each time. When the last location is told to you, I can also get enough to open it. The material of the space tunnel. What do you think?"
The palm of the mouth proposed.
"Of course, but I still have some problems. First of all, the monsters I killed here seem to leave nothing behind. Most of them have turned into soot and drifted away; secondly, I can't come in and out of here at will. .”
"I think those weak monsters you killed should all be soot creatures from the 10th apocalypse. The truth of that apocalypse was that the dwarf-dominated empire was too greedy to ask for energy from the ground, and as a result dug out The ancient plague, the life of the plague will eventually become like that. But the material I want you to obtain is the space creature from the 8th doomsday, and those things will leave things when they die.”
"The 10th time... the eighth time..."
Jenkins murmured.
"Mortal, these things are not something you can understand. You are my partner, so I don't want you to die before completing the contract. I want to advise you, young man, it is better not to know some things. Good for you and for the world... "
As for the fact that Jenkins can't enter and leave the world at will, the old man said that he can't do anything about it. Now that the declining Nolan is getting closer to the real Nolan, those who are sensitive to space will be the first to be drawn in, and then kicked out because they are not natives of this world.
If you want to come here from reality, you can only try your luck; if you want to leave here, you need to wait.
"The closer this world is to the real world, the longer you can stay here. So mortals, you don't have much time left, so act now."
After speaking, he handed over to Jenkins the location and method of Nolan's first ceremony, as well as the location and general information of the space monsters needed.
Jenkins left after thinking about it, and promised to come back in the near future. After jumping out of the window and coming to the square area below, I looked back at the clock tower standing in front of the moon:
"Hmph, you really didn't tell the truth. But you really can't leave this kind of clock tower, otherwise you won't use me to collect materials, so let's try and see who can win in the end."
Because of the incident, Jenkins has a new reason to come to Nolan every day from now on. He needs to keep entering this doomsday illusion to meet the old man's needs and obtain the way to complete the next ritual.
It would be a long process, and it might not even be completed before he left Loen and returned to Nolan, but it was all worth it.
When I returned to Loen, I almost missed dinner. Alexia was very curious about what Jenkins did today. After listening to his story, she thought that his actions were basically correct, but rashly signed an unfamiliar contract. Names are too risky.
"It doesn't matter, anyway, what I signed is not my real name."
Jenkins said vaguely, and then began to ask the ladies about today's schedule.
It has been two weeks since Dolores and her siblings were "thrown out" of the palace, during which time no one has seen their father.
And today, Dolores finally bought off the newly transferred guards from the palace, thus obtaining information inside the palace.
"Father did nothing. He dealt with government affairs in his bedroom every day and met with a few nobles and officials he trusted. I couldn't contact the doctor who treated him every day, so I don't know my father's current physical condition. "
Salci II sealed off the palace with the strictest means, and no one could guess what this man who was about to end his life wanted to do. But looking in a good direction, at least he didn't lose his mind because of his physical condition, and changed from a wise monarch to a tyrant. At present, he only treats his children a little rudely.