Jenkins complied, opened his eyes again, and returned to the carriage.
"Where are we now?"
After a while, he poked his head out and asked the coachman.
"Oh, sir, we're already in town."
replied the coachman.
"The flow of time is normal, the posture has not changed, the seat is still hot, and my body has not left here."
As he thought about it, he looked at the jug in his hand. After hesitating again and again, recalling what happened just now, he rubbed the lid of the pot again with his fingertips.
"Welcome back, Mr. Stranger. I think you should understand by now that this place is not dangerous. In fact, I can't even harm you, because you are only a projection here. Any questions?"
Jenkins glanced at the people around the round table again, and then bowed to Mr. Constantine who was hanging upside down:
"I'm sorry, Mr. Constantine. The world of the Bestower is always full of mysteries and dangers. Staying vigilant is the guarantee of longer life. I'm happy to join a party that is not illegal."
He reread the word "illegal" and watched everyone's reaction.
They were all wearing masks, so there was no response.
"Okay, I am willing to join your party, but please make one thing clear, if I want to quit, what should I do?"
He has already planned in his heart, if this is a mutual aid gathering like Mr. Hood and Mr. Corpse, then he can continue to participate in the future; Not Papa's Antiques.
He sighed in his heart that the item was activated just by rubbing the lid of the pot, and he tried to exit and enter many times without encountering any obstacles, so he gradually relaxed.
"You can just throw away the items in your hands. I gathered everyone here relying on those items."
Mr. Constantine, who was hanging upside down, answered.
Jenkins nodded, this sentence is true, his real eyes did not find that the physical body has been marked, and the eighth-level benefactor has no possibility of tampering with his special soul. Even though, he is eighth grade.
Randomly found an empty seat around the round table, and a special feeling came from the table.
"This is B-10-5-7701, the translators' gathering table."
It is still the man in black robe closest to the main seat who is explaining, he is also the one with the highest rank besides Constantine: "The words of the people sitting around the table will be automatically translated. Of course, the language cannot contain Extraordinary power."
Jenkins nodded, expressing that he understands that this is a very good item.
He can also feel that the current body is only a projection, because he has no sense of temperature, and his sense of touch has been weakened a lot.
"Please choose a code name."
The man in black suggested: "Mr. Constantine likes gems very much, so our party is named after gems, and my code name is Cat's Eye."
"Zircon."
Jenkins said so.
This is a gem that looks very similar to a diamond, but the price is very low compared to diamonds.
Fake Diamond is Zircon, fake Jenkins is Jenkins, that's it.
"Very well, welcome, Mr. Zircon."
Mr. Constantine made no objection, but announced to the six partygoers who were seated:
"Then let's start our gathering. Last time I proposed that I hope to collect some news about the saints who have descended in Nolan City in the Kingdom of Fidiktli. Does anyone know?"
"I got some news!"
A rough male voice answered immediately, cleared his throat after obtaining permission, and then said: "The saint who descended came for the demon that appeared in Nolan City, that's for sure."
There is only this sentence, but Mr. Constantine is still very satisfied: "Yes, Mr. Gangyu, this sentence is worth 100 pounds, and I will notify the servant to transfer it to the account last time."
"Thank you for your generosity."
The Man Codenamed Corundum / Stands up and bows, then sits down.
Although everyone's words will be translated, Jenkins suspects that he is as much a member of the Kingdom of Fidiktli as himself. Not only because he knew what happened there, but also because of the familiar colloquial expressions in the words and the characteristics of the pronunciation.
"Sir, I don't know about the coming of the Holy One, but I know some legends about the Genesis Tablet that you inquired about a month ago."
This time it was a woman, or girl, who spoke. Her voice is too young, of course, it may also be a disguise.
"That's good, please tell me, Miss Danshi."
This time, the respondent's voice was not heard by the observers. Because of the cover of the mask, Jenkins couldn't even see the mouth shape of Miss Yanshi. He understood that this was extremely precious news.
Unconsciously, I thought of the photo I was copying every day.
"Very well, I will mail you the B-category item. After the party, please leave an address, or it will still be the one from last time."
"Thank you for your generosity."
Miss Yanshi nodded lightly, joy was revealed in her young voice. Judging from the actions, this is not a woman from an ordinary family. Jenkins also knows two noble ladies, and this temperament is very familiar.
Of course, it wasn't Hathaway and Miss Michelle, there wouldn't be such a coincidence in the world, and the number and color of the light spots were wrong.
"Mail item? Can't it be given directly?"
Jenkins wondered, then realized that both the host and the participants of the party were essentially mortal. Thinking about it this way, he was much less wary of [Gem Gathering], it was too low-end.
It's just a mortal.
"Wait, don't bloat!"
He reminded himself in his heart that he pinched his thigh fiercely, but it didn't hurt at all because of the weakened pain sensation.
The gem party is different from the other two parties that Jenkins participated in. Mr. Hood's party is more like a dating meeting or a mutual aid meeting, while Mr. Corpse's party is a trade fair with the participation of arbitrators, and the party here is more It's Mr. Constantine's mission briefing.
He speaks out what he wants to know, and the participants of the party complete it, and then he distributes rewards.
Most of these things are related to gods, legends, etc., and most of them belong to the kind of information that is not very secret but is definitely not easy to know. As a result, Jenkins became suspicious of the gentleman and was also pursuing the secret of becoming a god.
The participants of the gathering came from different corners of the continent, as can be seen from some of the answers concerning the location. One of them caught Jenkins' attention, and it's something he's been focusing on lately.