"The grade is too low, the blue bar is very short."
Here is the summary of Jenkins.
The three dots of white, green, and purple in front of him represent three abilities. The green one has already been tested, so there is no need to say more; [Unknown Way Ahead] is not a trigger ability at all. Jenkins has tried many times and can't find the ability to use it. I feel that this time I mainly want to see what [Simple Boxing] is for.
"As long as you don't throw a punch, it shouldn't cause too much damage, right?"
He thought in his heart, and then activated the ability with his mind. Soon, the icy air flow extended along the arm to his right fist. He squinted his eyes and looked at the arm. It didn't change much in appearance, and there was no special glowing effect as expected, but he could feel that the air flow was following Time passed slowly.
After thinking about it, Jenkins stood up and walked to the center of the room, punching the air hard.
Bang~ There was a slight sonic boom, the airflow in the arm disappeared completely, and Jenkins raised the corner of his mouth.
Very good, although it is still not as good as the weakest saint fighter, but at least it has reached the limit of human beings.
He sat back at the desk again, looking at the light spots and bubbles in front of him. These are my abilities to settle down in this world, and I must take them seriously. But since every bestower has the ability to bestow the world, why does he have only one double soul
"Am I being too greedy?"
Jenkins suddenly felt that his idea was funny, maybe the world only recognized one Jenkins.
The light spots and bubbles are distributed regularly in front of the eyes, the center is the light spot, and then the bubbles surround it, and the outermost are two stick figure-like [Gifts]. Based on what I learned today, [Gift] can bless certain specific abilities, but it has not been discovered yet.
Feeling a little tired, Jenkins let the vision disappear, closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, then got up and opened the curtains. It was dark outside, and only the lights of the neighbors continued to work. The dark and tidy Privet Drive was as peaceful as ever, and nothing changed because of the arrival of a certain traveler.
In addition to the necessary furniture, there are many large books in the bedroom. Very few of them are study books bought by the elder William for his son, and the rest are things like legendary novels.
This era is an era of peace and progress, so the cultural industry is also booming, and the original owner Jenkins was deeply attracted by those stories.
Jenkins simply stroked the backs of those neatly placed books a few times with his hands. Although the inherited memory was a bit blurred even on the way home from the church, the contents of these books were extremely clear. Jenkins can even say The section in the middle of page 34 of the fifth volume of "The Legend of the Detective Knight" that you hold down with your finger is an excellent side dish for self-power generation.
"Qualified young man."
While thinking, Jenkins pulled out the third volume of "The Legend of the Detective Knight". Very good, it is a book from Wayne Press. This is the cipher book chosen by Mr. Hood when the legal party is over, and it seems that there is no need to buy it.
Jenkins has not yet adapted to get along with his new parents, so after dinner just now, he excused himself to be too tired today and went back to the room early. He was going to rummage through the original owner's belongings and go to bed after confirming that his memory was correct, but he didn't expect someone to knock on his door.
Putting down the carefully preserved novel in his hand, he opened the door. Outside the door was John Williams in slippers, holding a box wrapped with ribbons in his hand.
"What's up?"
While talking, Jenkins let his brother into the house. John nodded, put the box on the desk, and saw the novel.
"Don't read this kind of book too much, it will hurt your health."
He seemed to have misunderstood something, and Jenkins showed a helpless expression.
Wait, how does he know what's in there
"Jenkins, congratulations on finding your job. Although the second brother doesn't have the reading skills like me and the eldest brother, I believe you must have your own talent."
"It's easy to get beaten when you talk like that."
Jenkins thought this in his heart, but his face showed half shyness and half anger.
"John, please pay attention to the tone of your speech with your brother."
The boy opposite immediately showed a "you are still like this" expression, and pushed the box he brought in to Jenkins:
"This is a gift. When my eldest brother found a job with a professor at the university, everyone gave gifts. This is what I gave you."
"can I open this?"
Jenkins asked, but his hands were already pulling at the straps.
"Please, I had a hard time wrapping it up."
Inside the box was a red velvet clasp-lidded case, which popped open with a click on the protruding button on the front, revealing the silver pocket watch with a pattern of branches and leaves inside.
"oh."
Jenkins sighed in admiration, took out his pocket watch and flicked his wrist to open the cover.
"It cost a lot of money, didn't it?"
"Yeah, I originally bought it for myself. I saved my pocket money for half a year, but since you are such a coincidence..."
He didn't say any more, just shrugged his shoulders.
Jenkins put the pocket watch back in its case, feeling a little moved for a moment.
After sending John away, Jenkins stared blankly at the pocket watch for a while, then got up and stuffed him into his coat pocket. After tidying up hastily, Jenkins was about to go to sleep.
Before covering the quilt, he suddenly remembered something. Sitting up from the bed, he tapped his temples, but including the bishop's brooch and his younger brother's pocket watch, there was nothing in the room that gave off an abnormal light.
"Let me just say, how could it be possible that, like the protagonists in those novels, there are artifacts picked up at home?"
He laughed at himself, closed his eyes, and ushered in his first natural sleep since he came to this world.
In the early morning of the second day, William's house was also full of excitement, because it was the first day of work after the second son "reformed". Mary Williams has been crying since the morning, praying and thanking the [Inheritance Sage], and John sent Jenkins to the carriage before going to work.
Privet Drive is on the east side of Nolan City, and Papa Antiques is near the pier area on the west side. If he walks on two legs, Jenkins may have to walk for two hours.
"Are you going to work?"
After leaving Privet Drive, the coachman asked in a muffled voice.
"Yes sir, first day at work."
"Going to work in a carriage..."
The coachman muttered in a low voice, and Jenkins could only show an embarrassed smile. It was Mary who strongly urged him to agree, otherwise he would be out at half past six.