"You have done what I asked. According to our agreement, I can answer some questions for you. So what do you want to know?"
"Viscount Franka" faced the setting sun outside the window, and waved at the man lying on the sofa. The man who was in a dying state was surrounded by white mist rising from the ground, and soon disappeared. . Even if this scene happened right in front of Jenkins' eyes, Jenkins couldn't understand where that person went.
"Actually, I'm more curious. Whether you asked me to bring him here on a temporary basis or for other purposes. Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't tell me. I'm just curious."
He was really curious, but considering that the person sitting across from him was a god, it would be better to show some respect.
"I can answer this question. He used to insult me with blasphemous rituals, so I want to give him some punishment."
"that's all?"
"Yes, that's it."
"Viscount Franka" nodded, motioning for Jenkins to ask the next question.
[Lie] There was no response from the priesthood. Jenkins was not sure whether it was because the other party really did not lie, or his strength was not strong enough to respond to the words of God.
"I'll take it as true, does this matter have anything to do with me?"
He thought silently in his heart, sorted out his thoughts, and asked the first question:
"Is the mad poet Cavendish a candidate for the savior of the fifteenth century? Is his corresponding savior emblem the ability [Son of Disaster]?"
"Yes, I thought you already knew about this problem."
The god behind the desk replied.
"Then I don't understand. Since he is one of the saviors, why is his ability described as [Son of Disaster]? And the way of obtaining power...is exactly the opposite of saving the world."
This problem has plagued Jenkins for a long time.
"This question is very good. I was troubled for a long time, and I didn't understand it until the last moment. So how do you understand 'saving the world'? This is actually very easy to explain. Pulling down old buildings and rebuilding is saving. Tinkering is also salvation, the difference lies only in the method, and the result is the same. Speaking of some currently sensitive topics, the material world has come to the end of the era again. I think many evil god sects that usually disappeared have become active again, right? You give an example of an evil god sect."
Jenkins thought for a while:
"The Light Chaser Club."
This was the first evil sect he had encountered after coming to this world.
"If I remember correctly, this organization claims to turn all human beings into light and escape the disaster at the end of the era in this way. Do you think this is the way to save the world? In fact, this is indeed true, at least in principle , The disappearance of all human beings can really delay the arrival of the final day. It’s just that this approach is not very feasible, and it is mixed with other purposes. In this way, the [Son of Calamity] who guides the disaster can also become the savior , is the same reason.”
"Viscount Franca" said.
"If the fifteenth century can make [Children of Calamity] a candidate for the savior, then in the eighteenth century, it will once again..."
"I know what you want to ask, but I can't answer this question for you. You need to explore it yourself."
The middle-aged man behind the desk shook his head and said.
"I can understand this. I just wanted to try it out. It really doesn't work... Then if I really beat other competitors and become the final winner, what do I need to face? I know that the last disaster is called the era The final catastrophe, but what does it refer to specifically? A certain powerful creature? A worldwide mutation? Or something more terrifying?"
Jenkins tried to express his own thoughts, among which "something powerful" refers to the ancient machinery underground in Nolan, and "worldwide mutation" refers to the fog around Nolan.
"What you have to face is a whole era, the [sins] condensed by all intelligent creatures living in this world. This is the destination of every era. When these [sins] exceed the limit of the world, they will condense into terrible things, or attached to some kind of real existence. If the chosen one can deal with it, by any means, then this mortal can directly become a god... "
After saying these things, the god behind the table laughed:
"You have never heard what I just said from other places. This is the deepest content I can reveal about the future. So don't try to ask more specific questions. Some things come out of my mouth and into your ears Here, it will cause unnecessary trouble in the future."
"I also understand this. Speaking of which, isn't eradicating the sins of the era the same principle as collecting sin coins and bearing sins? Could it be that the masters allow those strange things to enter the material world because they want them to collect sins and condense them?" Sin coins, thus continuously delaying the arrival of the end of the era?"
Jenkins thought for a moment before saying this.
"You even know that?"
The god of mist and spices expressed surprise for the first time, "Anyone dares to tell you this. This is really... I don't express any opinions on your views. After you leave the material world and sublimate yourself, you will have an answer."
Although the god in front of him still didn't tell Jenkins what he would face in the end, at least having a vague answer is better than not knowing anything.
The question about the end of the era seems to be over here. Seeing that the other party has no intention of answering more in-depth questions, Jenkins changed the topic to the issue of tobacco that has been making a lot of noise in the whole world recently. The first question is naturally the other party Whether it is related to these tobaccos is an important question.
"I have nothing to do with this matter. Although a small number of my believers participated in this farce, it was not my will. What they did and what they did also contradicted my teachings. From the attitude of the Orthodox Church You should be able to see this, so far, no party has ever declared that I am an evil god."
The middle-aged man answered with a relaxed tone.
"Then what are those tobaccos used for? Those people spread them all over the world, isn't it just to earn a few gold coins?"
Jenkins asked again, and the other person, the god of smoke and spices, could definitely answer this question.
"Those tobaccos with strange ingredients are actually more sleep-sedating than addictive. You should know this, right?"
"You know, those cigarettes are relaxing, which is why people who are less addictive but who have smoked want to try it a second time."
Jenkins nodded.