Sitting at the table, thinking about gains and losses, raised his hand to turn on the light of the gas lamp, and looked down at the letters written by himself on the paper. Except for the part about [Epic of Time], the ability of [Writer] seems to overlap heavily with the characteristics he currently possesses. Moreover, [Writer] is not an ability that can only be advanced from [Circulation (White Foundation)]. Jenkins has mastered [Storyteller], which is one of the components of [Stage of Destiny], and can also be advanced to [Writer] .
It seems that the effect of the ability is not outstanding, but Jenkins has a wonderful intuition that the truth of the [Writer] ability is by no means so simple. Just judging from the possibility of the ability to connect [Fate] and [Book], it is absolutely necessary for Jenkins to conduct an in-depth investigation.
"Why don't you just ask Miss Audrey in a while?"
He thought easily in his heart, then picked up the pen, and began to sort out the complete rituals that wandered in his mind.
There are few rituals about the starry sky, and most of them overlap with the knowledge Jenkins already has. Only the two ceremonies of [Contacting the Ancients of the Star World] and [Seal of the Ancients of the Stars] are still interesting, but generally speaking, the "Old Ones of the Star World" and "The Ancients of the Stars" refer to the Protoss, So Jenkins can totally get these two rites from Rakul.
The subsequent rituals related to fate are all kinds of divination rituals plus a small amount of anti-divination rituals.
In fact, there are many rituals related to the God of Destiny, and they are not limited to the divination category, but for some reason Jenkins gets all the divination.
He carefully copied this knowledge on paper, and after writing it, he read it through and made sure it was recorded in the [Book of Memories] before burning the paper. Afterwards, I copied some tadpole essays, accumulating ideas that would be a drop in the bucket for promotion to a demigod, and then went downstairs to have lunch with the ladies.
It was still raining, but it had nothing to do with the rain Jenkins had called hours earlier. Summer was originally a rainy season in Nolan, and it was rare for it to be sunny all the time before.
Although it is a good choice to stay at home and read a book on a rainy day, Jenkins is definitely not free now. During lunch, he asked about Hathaway and Britney's plans, and learned that the two had no plans to go out today, and Julia wanted to return to Dolores in the afternoon and come back to cook in the evening.
"You can stay at home today. Do you still need Dolores?"
Jenkins asked like this, and surprisingly, Julia did not object, and accepted the arrangement with a nod.
After eating, I took the cat out of the house and walked into the rain. Chocolate always hated his fur getting wet, so when he went out, he got into Jenkins' pocket and refused to come out.
Jenkins first found the carriage to take him to the church. In the church, he asked Miss Bevanna about the follow-up of last night's incident, and learned that the Son of the Mist had really been wiped out without leaving any trouble. Those who disappeared after touching the eggs of the Son of the Mist in the early stage have also been found. Everyone is as weak as if they have been starved for a week, but fortunately they can recover after a period of rest.
"But the problem is still very serious. We just wiped out one child of the mist. According to the situation of Nolan's thick fog, the church believes that the next child of the mist will be born in half a month."
"After half a month?"
Jenkins was surprised, and then realized something:
"This situation shouldn't be limited to Nolan, right?"
The two were standing in the corridor on the side of the main hall of the church at this time. Someone pushed open the window on the side of the corridor, and some damp wind blew in, but the two people in front of the window didn't care.
"After the mist giant was wiped out last night, although its body turned into gray mist and dissipated in the city, the Church of Death still has a way to save the next part."
She paused, but didn't give Jenkins a specific introduction to the practice of the death believers:
"After analyzing the corpse, we spent a few hours to synthesize the report left by the Scent Appreciation Committee, and asked the believers of [Circling Fog] to help. Based on the current performance of the dense fog and the fluctuation of the spirit, we analyzed the The conclusion that Nolan's son of the mist will appear again in half a month. At the same time, you also know that the whole world is now showing signs of being covered by dense fog. Although other cities are not as serious as Nolan, the results of the analysis I believe that the whole world is now a breeding ground for the Children of the Mist."
Jenkins pursed his lips and looked out the window, for a moment he didn't know what to say.
"The church has a complete version of that analysis report, and it is planned to be sent to Beldyran for permanent preservation in a few days. It is also one of the wealth left by the people at the end of the eighteenth century to the next era. If you are interested, you can read it Take a look, but the catalog of that thing is as thick as three volumes of the Chinese Encyclopedia, I think you'd better only read the key parts."
"So, the giants born in the mist from all over the world are the doomsday?"
he asked looking out the window.
"According to the church's remaining records on the end of the era, a monster of this strength should only be a messenger announcing the end of the era."
Miss Bevanna replied softly.
Professor Burns was still in the church, but Jenkins didn't bother him when he saw that he was reading hard. Dad has left, probably in an antique shop now. Seeing that no acquaintances were there, Jenkins wanted to go to the Evergreen Forest as soon as possible, but happened to meet Fei Ni who helped deliver the documents in the church.
The little girl walked out of the corner of the corridor with a serious expression on her file bag, and only smiled when she saw Jenkins.
"Good afternoon, sir!"
She greeted cheerfully, and Jenkins walked over with a smile:
"Why didn't you go out to sell flowers today?"
The summer activities for the children of the church choir are scheduled to last until the end of July.
"Recently, the church is preparing for the joint meeting. The choir has to rehearse, and we will sing on the opening day of the meeting."
Fenny explained, and then said regretfully:
"Sir, I met a lot of flower sellers on the street a few days ago. I had agreed to pay for a batch of tulips together, but now they can only come by themselves."
"It's okay, just tell me their contact information, and I'll arrange it for you."
This is just a piece of cake for Jenkins. It is not difficult to transfer the information provided by Fenny to Miss Windsor, and then let their subordinates secretly distribute the supply to those children.
Fenny was a little worried about bothering Jenkins too much, but when he insisted, she told the addresses and identities of the other flower girls. Her memory is very good, which seems to be a talent revealed after becoming a benefactor.
After greeting the little angel Louise again, Jenkins bid farewell to the church and headed for the evergreen forest in the church's carriage.
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