After leaving the church, it was still early, and Jenkins returned to Papa's Antiques with chocolates. Sure enough, Dad had already returned, standing in front of the counter, fiddling with a complicated gear mechanism.
"Do you need to scan now?"
Taking off his coat and hanging it on a hook, Jenkins asked.
The old man smiled, "No need, find a place to sit, I guess there will be no business today."
Because of sleeping for several days, the copying of the photo stele was missing for several days, and Jenkins will not forget it today.
Even if he became the so-called holy son of the church, the daily life was still the same.
The old man was in a very good mood. He told Jenkins that there were two more Class B [Transcendence] sealed in the church, and the security level was not high. You can apply for use when you need it.
One is called B-10-3-8113, an emotionally polluted candle, which produces a black flame when lit, and creatures within a certain range will fall into a terrible emotionally polluted state. One is called B-10-4-9822, Demon Slayer, and the results of the appraisal show that it can play an unimaginable role in concentrating demonic creatures.
The former should be the candle that Miss Bevana lit on the table when she was talking with the devil, and the latter is the extraordinary item that Jenkins witnessed the birth of.
He originally wanted to take it away, but his divinity was running out. In order to prevent it from returning to its original form in front of everyone, he could only keep this thing to destroy the remaining two demons.
The two were talking while arranging the goods in the store. Jenkins found that Dad recently purchased a large number of exquisite handicrafts made of gears. Dad explained that this kind of goods has been selling very well recently.
Back home with the rapier sent by old Jack, the hired maid helped to prepare the meal, and Jenkins looked at the letter in the package while eating.
At the beginning of the letter, Old Jack mocked Jenkins for throwing away important things, and then said cryptically that he would not disclose it. At the end of the letter, he asked Jenkins to ask his father for him, and asked him again by the way, if he would like to be his apprentice.
Jenkins smiled back.
Tonight is the border between [God of War and Moon of Falling Leaves] and [Sage and Moon of Harvest]. He made some preparations in advance, and sat quietly on the sofa on the first floor, waiting for that moment to come.
The pocket watch was opened and lay quietly on the coffee table, the dial was bathed in the quiet moonlight.
When the three pointers coincided at the same time, Jenkins, who closed his eyes, once again felt that he had fallen into a white cloud.
The whispers of men and women came to the ears, the voices were far and near, loud and small, and the sounds were as small as ants' feet hitting the leaves. Words without any logic, notes without any meaning, but caused vibrations in the void.
The woman's voice was inexplicably kind, which was something I had never felt when listening to the whispers the first two times. The forehead is faintly hot, and the soft touch seems to be just the last moment.
Jenkins, who was under tremendous mental pressure, hurriedly wrote down the memorized tones. When he felt the limit, he didn't insist, relaxed his mind, and passed out completely.
When I woke up, it was already two o'clock in the middle of the night.
He was lying on the sofa, and the chocolate lay quietly near his stomach, shrinking into a small ball. Entering October, the weather in Nolan turns cold, and the cat can feel it too.
Sensing Jenkins' awakening, Chocolate walked along Jenkins' body to the neck, looking down at him.
Under the two-color moonlight, the pair of yellow cat eyes seemed to shine in a different way.
After watching for a while, the cat jumped aside and ignored its owner. Jenkins sat up with his head supported, petted his cat, and was filled with emotion.
He has too many secrets, and only chocolate can be a safe confidant. When I met it at the intersection of Privet Drive, I suddenly had the idea of adopting a cat, and it turned out to be correct.
This is the guidance of fate to oneself.
"Meow~"
Chocolate rolled over lazily, allowing Jenkins to scratch its belly.
Jenkins is now even more sure that the whispers he hears at the end of each month and the beginning of the month are the voices of righteous gods. The voices between July and August are one female and one male, the voices between August and September are two men, and the voices between September and October are one male and one female. This is the same as the gender perception of mortals for righteous gods .
There is not much knowledge gained this time, except for one piece: the God of War lord became a god in the 8th era, and the inheritance sage became a god in the 12th era.
Jenkins squinted his eyes for a while, feeling that the world was getting more and more mysterious.
It turns out that God is not born, but can also be accomplished in a certain way. But he got two pieces of information about becoming a god:
"Things that can become gods are not here."
"Things that can become gods cannot be human."
If this is correct, then the only ones who can become gods are the alien species in different worlds such as [Magma Hell] and [Bone Forest]
What was Sage ever? Or, what race was the sage? Does the blue alien ability have any special meaning
Jenkins gave up the idea of getting more and more chaotic, but also accepted the fact that his soul does not meet the definition of "person" in this world.
Jenkins didn't plan to use the rapier hidden in the cane by himself, but at the next party, tomorrow night, he would exchange the chain ability with Miss Bailing. Up to level 2, there are four more bubbles, and the remaining one is reserved for astral perception.
Although listening to the whispers put a lot of pressure on the spirit, and even led to coma, but after waking up, there was no reason for sleepiness.
He comforted the dissatisfied cat, stretched out his hand, from point to line, from line to plane, from plane to body, a brand new Rubik's Cube appeared in his hand.
At present, it can be confirmed that [Reading and Writing] + [Creation Pencil] + [Book of Memories] = Void Creation.
The divine ability is used to draw in the void, the pencil is the core of creation, and the book of memories extracts images from memory. The state of the gods builds simple stone steps, because it is impossible to paint fine structures in a short time. But with the [Book of Memories], it is much easier. If there is a chance next time, the winding staircase can be made of jade and carved with an exquisite spiral staircase with the image of an angel.
But this form of composite creation does not consume that pencil any longer—for it does not wear out, but consumes a great deal of spirit. When I created the bicycle, I only used a pencil, and the spirit I got out of the treacherous situation just now not only increased the upper limit, but also almost overflowed, so I was able to draw the bicycle out of thin air.
And the combination of two [Gifts] with one ability consumes even more energy. Just a small Rubik's Cube made Jenkins almost collapse.
PS: Chocolate's last mocking look at Barnard is because he has taken the first step of becoming a god by accident: not being human. Although it is only the first step, not one of the 1,000 bestowers may be able to take this first step.
In order to leave something for his family, he ventured into Jenkins' dream world and caused a spiritual breakdown, and the opportunity was lost for nothing. That's the reason for the sarcasm.
One way is for the family, and the other way is for oneself. Barnard unconsciously became a heterogeneous species, and then unconsciously chose the former.