The idea of entering the Black Tower for the second time was just turned around in Jenkins' mind before he was denied it.
"No, I should be more cautious. At least I will wait until the church investigates more clues before I make plans."
He thought to himself, and then watched a group of men in yellow coats rushing past in front of him. These were mechanics from the [Church of Creation and Mechanics], the backbone of the church.
"But this time it's not completely fruitless."
Miss Bevanna spoke behind Jenkins in an almost whisper, almost startling Jenkins.
"Since the appearance of this black tower, the Church of Earth and Harvest has been monitoring the situation underground in Nolan. According to the news they just received, they followed the shock wave of the earthquake and found a place deep underground that should not exist. huge void."
"It's that thing?"
"should be."
Miss Bevanna nodded lightly:
"This matter is not allowed to be spoken out yet. You are the third of us to know about it, except for Smith, the keeper who has been staying here, and me. Audrey came here once before you came, and she It is said that she saw an ominous light on this black tower, which may be related to the final disaster."
"Miss Audrey dare to say that directly?"
"She is now a demigod-level fortune-teller that is rare in the material world. In addition, the sect she belongs to has always been the most proficient in predicting the future in the Church of Destiny. Other than that, no one dares to say that she will be able to beat her in divination skills."
Miss Bevanna said, then looked up with Jenkins and the cat, trying to see the end of the tower in the smoky sky.
"I can't imagine that when more underground parts stick out of the ground, this tower will become the legendary 'Babel Tower'."
Jenkins said quietly.
"It will be clear soon. The Twelve Churches now believe that this tower is of great importance. Gathering all the elites in the material world of this era, no matter how troublesome and secretive the problem is, there will always be a result."
The woman behind said, seeing that Jenkins was still not in a good mood, she changed the subject:
"Speaking of which, tomorrow is the last day of this month, and it's also your birthday. I probably have to be on duty here, and I can't congratulate you in person tomorrow, so let me say happy birthday first, Jenkins."
"Oh, birthday... yes, it's a birthday tomorrow."
"The gift will be delivered to your home tomorrow morning, I think you will like it."
"Thank you, it doesn't need to be so troublesome..."
He suddenly remembered that there was one thing he hadn't done today. Before going out in the morning, he promised the girls at home to prepare for tomorrow's birthday party.
Covering his forehead, he groaned softly, sighed at the tower, and raised his head again. Jenkins at the end of the eighteenth century really showed helplessness towards the current situation.
Although he has already figured out the relationship between himself as an outsider and this body, Jenkins always believes that his 21st birthday on June 30 has nothing to do with him. He took for granted the day when he came into this world and met Mr. Barnard for the first time as his birthday, just as he thought Chocolate's birthday was the day he picked up the cat.
But since everyone other than him wants to celebrate his birthday this Sunday, he will naturally not show any strangeness. So on Sunday morning, after waking up before the cat called for breakfast, Jenkins looked at the familiar bedroom ceiling with his hands on his chest in a strange posture, and felt a sense of anticipation for today's special day.
At the beginning of this strange day, a very strange thing happened. At the usual six o'clock, when I turned my head, I didn't see my cat lying next to the pillow and getting up.
Just as the heart was throbbing with fright, the extremely slight sound of the cat stepping on the floor came to his ears. Then I saw Chocolate jumping to the bed with something in his mouth, seeing Jenkins staring at him, the cat was frightened, and the golden rose in its mouth fell on the quilt.
The petals of that rose overlapped each other in distinct layers. The golden color of the flowers gradually deepens from the inside to the outside, which looks extraordinarily beautiful. There are even dewdrops on the petals, dripping down the thick branches and leaves onto the bed.
"For me?"
Jenkins asked cautiously, and then nodded when he saw Chocolate wagging his tail.
He then laughed:
"It looks so familiar~"
As he spoke, he scratched Chocho's chin, and the kitten squinted its eyes and let out a comfortable "purr".
"It seems that I planted it behind our yard, right?"
Inspired by growing tulips, he has also bred other beautiful flowers to grow in the yard, where the cat apparently got this gift from.
"Meow~"
Chocolate still squinted, just not looking at Jenkins' face.
"Forget it, I'm already very happy if you can think of giving me a gift."
He raised his hand and touched his cat's head again, feeling very lucky that Chocolate didn't give him a mouse or a dead sparrow as a gift.
Put the golden rose in the vase next to the bed, step on the slippers and go downstairs after washing. Unexpectedly, at this time, the three ladies in the family had already sat at the dining table.
He tilted his head and looked at the wall clock in the living room:
"Why do you wake up so early?"
"Because today is a special day."
Britney said, laughing, and pulled out the chair beside her for Jenkins to sit down.
"I'll be very uncomfortable with you doing this."
He took the plate from Julia, and saw Hathaway put the teacup in front of him:
"It's just a normal day in my life..."
Seeing that the faces of the three ladies had changed, he changed his words and said:
"Oh, no, today is a very special day in my life. For the first time, so many beautiful girls of my age are willing to celebrate my birthday."
So everyone smiled, and I don't know if it was because of "the first time" or because of "pretty girl".
"But the birthday dinner is tonight, don't you need to do this now? I'm not used to it."
He still said this, Hathaway handed him a knife and fork, Britney got up to refill his teacup, and Julia handed him the newspaper beside him.
"You see, I'm just not used to this."
He was talking, but the ladies were too lazy to refute him, but looked at him with gentle smiles, so his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally he could only honestly eat and read newspapers as usual:
"Okay, today is my birthday, I will arrange everything... how about going to the theater after dinner?"
Although today is a birthday, in Jenkins' mind, it is no different from an ordinary day except for the evening. So after breakfast he left the house, promising the girls at home to come back as soon as possible.
Breaking into the early morning fog, the first stop is Papa Antiques.
Uncle always opened the store before Jenkins arrived, and Jenkins never seemed to see Uncle open the store in the morning and hang the "Open" sign on the outside handle.
"Good morning, Jenkins, happy birthday."
The interior of the antique shop is still the same. It seems that the old man should have had breakfast, sitting on the rocking chair in front of the fireplace and reading the newspaper:
"Why do you have time to come today? I thought you would go under that tower to have a look."
He said without raising his head.
"There are some things I want to ask you. I have encountered a lot during this time."
Jenkins put the cat on the counter cushion and pulled up a chair in front of Pop.
"That chair is an antique, be careful."
Dad warned, and then asked:
"What do you want to ask? Life counseling? You may not use this, you have always had your own ideas. Emotional counseling? Oh, no, you won't listen to me, otherwise you wouldn't let so many people live in your home. Then yes Studies? No, the reading tasks I assigned during this time are not too difficult. So, what about your teacher Audrey? What did you do in the lake that night? I haven’t seen your report yet, only I know that lucky lady has advanced to the demigod level."
"What happened that night..."
Because of Miss Audrey's entrustment, when Jenkins wrote the report afterwards, he only mentioned the suspected "travel through time and space", and did not mention the mysterious person who appeared last. Facing his father's question now, even though he only hesitated for less than a second, he has thought about whether to tell the whole story a thousand times.
In the end, she still didn't name the woman, but said that she saw a book at the end of the deep passage of the sacrificial ground. Afterwards, Miss Audrey thought it was "Epic of Time".
"Your essence..."
At this time, the father no longer reads the newspaper, so Jenkins asked:
"So is that really time travel? Jumping through space in the material world is extremely dangerous without any protection, let alone time..."
"Whether it is a time jump is not important, what matters is whether the book you read is an epic of years."
Dad's expression was serious.
"So what is the so-called essence? Miss Audrey refuses to explain it to me, and she thinks she can't explain it clearly either."
"Yes, the so-called essence is not 'origin', 'talent' or 'fundamental' in the literal sense. It is something more profound and indescribable. To come into contact with this vocabulary, you have to wait until after the demigod, after all, the road to the demigod The road, you have to vaguely recognize your own essence, and use this to seek the next step of sublimation... I thought your essence was life, which was very obvious, but why did you see a book?"
"Could it be that the power of the sage has shifted..."
"No, a sage would not do such a thing."
The old man interrupted Jenkins before he could finish speaking. He dropped the newspaper with the photos of Sarhi II and Dolores, with a serious expression on his face.
PS: The "birthday" of the chocolate, the day Jenkins picked it up, will definitely happen after the end of the text. If possible, there will be a side story.
Ask for everything at the end of the month.