Because the learning of abilities requires passion, Jenkins asked his father to avoid him. After hesitating for a moment, considering that Chocolate also has some intelligence now, he threw it out as well. To be honest, Jenkins hadn't noticed it lying around just now.
Take off all the clothes, lie horizontally in the circle, and place the [Starry Sky Debris] directly above the heart.
The moment it touched the skin, a warm current spread from the heart like limbs. This feeling is not like soaking in warm water, but like being slowly rubbed by some kind of fur.
The feeling of being watched suddenly appeared, and this feeling was far less intense than being watched by the gods. But there is nothing wrong with it. In the space parallel to reality—the astral world, some kind of extremely weird creature found the naked/naked writer.
Jenkins, surrounded by gems and eccentric writing, is like a human sacrifice in some cult ritual. In the past, the ceremony only required standing or kneeling on one knee, and I don't know why it was so weird this time.
Looking at the starry sky outside the small window, resisting the urge to jump up, let the spirit in the body spread evenly to the limbs and then flow to the outside world. From the corner of my eye, I could see the gemstones and circles of words mixed with blood, silver powder, and plant sap were turning rapidly, but my eyes could not move, and I kept staring at the starry sky.
The body seemed to be rising, and the starry sky in the eyes was getting bigger and bigger, but this couldn't be real because the windows were closed.
After only five minutes, the sky above the head was completely covered with bright stars. The body does not feel the touch of the ground, and looks around, and the boundless universe unfolds in front of it.
This astonishing spectacle only lasted a few seconds, and three silver and blue beams of light appeared at the edge of the infinite world. In the blink of an eye, the roof and ground reappeared.
"That's the only aborigine in the star world, Protoss?"
He guessed in surprise that the ritual instructions did not mention seeing the protoss. Matter, time, and space do not exist in the astral world, and even the church of knowledge and books cannot clearly explain what kind of world it is.
The Protoss, on the other hand, is more like a pure soul group than a creature defined by humans. Some extreme believers in [Vientiane Starry Sky] believe that the astral world is actually a virtual space constructed by human consciousness, and the protoss is the aggregate of human consciousness.
He stood up, patted the dirt on his back, and a brand new spot of light appeared before his eyes.
Papa's warehouse is stocked with a lot of rare antiques, and rare antiques that look real. For this ceremony, Jenkins deliberately chose a small piece of flat land that was cleaner and could still see the skylight.
After getting dressed and going home to take a shower, Jenkins cleaned up the ground, and all the gemstones turned into brittle stones that could be crushed at a pinch, but the bottles and jars can still be used next time after washing them.
"Meow~"
As soon as he walked out of the warehouse door, he heard the cry of chocolate. It ran over nimbly, then jumped up and jumped into Jenkins' arms, supporting its body on its two short legs, its upper limbs stretched its teeth and claws, trying to claw his face.
"Don't make trouble!"
Jenkins gently smoothed the hair on the back of the cat's neck, then walked over to Papa who was looking up at the stars.
"It went well, but I seem to see a protoss."
He said hesitantly, wondering in his heart that there would be accidents in everything he did.
"Meow~"
Chocolate's cat ears wobbled a few times, looked at Jenkins, and then, like a normal kitten, looked up to the sky with curious eyes.
"Protoss? It doesn't matter. People who come into contact with the star world can more or less encounter them. Legend has it that they can bring people luck."
Dad lowered his head and turned his neck, Jenkins could hear a clear "crack~" sound.
"Now I can tell you the reason for learning this ability."
He didn't seem to have any plans to leave the yard. The night in Nolan City in October was already very cold. Although it is still far from winter, the drop in temperature is still surprising.
Jenkins didn't feel cold. Although he didn't wear much and his coat was still on the hook in the store, there were too many pockets sewn on his underwear, which made the underwear thicker.
"Now try to activate the ability."
"it's here?"
Jenkins asked.
"Yes, just stand up."
Dad nodded.
Jenkins immediately complied, calling out the spot of light in front of him, and pouring his energy into the newly obtained yellow one.
This is one of the very few spells that can be activated without any spell coordination. But when the ability started to work, Jenkins seemed to hear a soft sigh in his ear.
An inexplicable feeling appeared, as if someone poured a bucket of warm water over his head. Unexpected warmth spread from the top of his head and enveloped his whole body.
At the same time, the density of the air suddenly increases, and the whole world squeezes itself.
A phantom appeared in front of his eyes, a layer of vague things superimposed in the real field of vision, which was constantly shaking, like a tidal sea of stars. The color of the sea of stars is extremely light, but the sparkling stars in it are particularly conspicuous.
He looked up at his father, when the sea of stars hit him, a faint white light reflected from him, and then merged into the ocean.
"This is-"
Jenkins withdrew from the state just now, hesitant to speak.
"This is the spirit, the spirit of the bestower. The astral world, the shadow world, and the real world are actually superimposed together. This ability allows us to temporarily see part of the astral world. Of course, living people live in the real world and will not interact with it." Interacting with the astral world, but observing from the perspective of the astral world, you can find some wonderful changes."
"Then can we use this method to distinguish between gifted people and ordinary people?"
Jenkins immediately thought of this.
"Just now you can see the light on my body, that is because I am using the ability. In the state of not using the ability, there is no difference between the ordinary person and the bestower in the perception of the astral world, and there is no difference between ordinary items and most special items. This ability is actually used by astrologers to better observe the starry sky."
The old man explained, nodded slowly, glanced at the chocolate lying obediently on the threshold and looking at the stars, and said:
"When I was young, I went to many places and saw many different things. These experiences made me know more mysteries and more knowledge. Once, certainly not in this era, there was once a person whose name was not recorded He is also not an astrologer, but he accidentally learned this ability. One night, he wore a necklace that can increase the range of perception—this is an extremely dangerous and irresponsible behavior—looking up at the starry sky. When the ability was activated at that time, when the star world in his vision coincided with a certain starry sky, he felt the spirit in his body increase."
"real?"
Jenkins immediately asked back, but felt it was impolite. It is very difficult to increase the spirit. Different believers have different methods. If you remove and destroy the tricks, and rely on luck such as tricks, the means to increase the spirit without harm are extremely rare.
The method of increasing the spirit that Mr. Hood bought from Miss Bailing must have cost a huge price.
The common understanding among gifters is that the means to increase the spirit are more precious than anything else but the gift.
"What are the disadvantages?"
Jenkins asked again.
"Perception needs to be increased to a certain extent for this method to work. I will teach you a ritual in a while, but it costs a lot; you must not look at the moon, absolutely not; you can use it five times a month, and the time of each time is not recommended More than two hours, and at the same time, you must see the starry sky after sunset to start; the last point, not every time you can find the position of increasing the spirit in the starry sky, this requires some luck."
Pop led Jenkins back to the store and lit the gas lamp hanging on the wall.
"The information I found didn't say which level of gifter this method is invalid for, but you can use it to at least level seven. You have dedicated your divinity to the sage, and this is me as your guide, yes Your reward—the Book Festival won’t give you gifts, that’s enough.”
There was a smile on Jenkins' face. This was really the best news in a while. Except for the five gifts and chocolate soaked in the spirit, he is willing to exchange any of his property for a method that can increase the spirit without major flaws.
"Maybe my luck has been too bad recently, so the hermit of fate finally made up for me."
He thought happily.
Dad has been busy for half the night, and he is also a little tired. After explaining this, he kicked Jenkins and Chocolate out, and told him to come later tomorrow morning.
As for the plan of traveling together, it was pushed to the weekend, and he said that he had missed the time.
"The Reading Festival is coming, what does daddy want?"
He asked the question again, and the old man was well aware of Jenkins' poor social skills, so he didn't show a strange expression.
"I've been an apprentice for three months. My father is very kind to me. I want to buy you a decent gift—and I've made a lot of money recently, so I have a lot of cash on hand."
"I knew you would ask directly. Since that's the case, let me think about it."
He pulled the door frame and thought for a moment: "I don't have anything I want, so I owe you."
After speaking, he couldn't help but push Jenkins out who was holding the chocolate.
Even if he said so, Jenkins would have prepared a gift. But he really has no good ideas about choosing gifts for others. So maybe ask someone who knows the etiquette for advice, or else he'll have to go to the store and buy a new woolen waistcoat for Dad. The red one he is wearing now is really ugly.
The double moon has risen into the sky, and the whole city has become quiet, except for the chimneys in the distance, which are still diligently releasing pollution smog.
There was a burning smell in the air, and the white mist was not very dense and did not obstruct the view. The days of peace will continue for some time.
PS: Underwear refers to close-fitting clothing, everyone, not just a small piece below! It is absolutely impossible to sew the pockets on the breasts. Jenkins is sewn into the thermal underwear on the upper body!