Jenkins is distressed by the recent turmoil, and he is also eager to improve his strength. But the study of mysticism and ritual science does not produce significant results in a short period of time, and special items are even more difficult to find.
After being promoted to level 2, he can have a total of 6+1+2+4=13 abilities, and he has learned [Contact Healing], [Unknown Way Ahead], [Frost Fist], [Disease Curse], [Astral Perception], [Dream There are 10 abilities in total: soul separation], [blasphemy production], [twin demons], [cat's elegance], and [reading and writing].
Jenkins can feel the spirit in his body, he is still far away from being promoted to level 3, so the remaining 3 abilities should be carefully considered.
The chain ability [My God is Here] obtained through the transaction with Miss Bailing, he does not plan to learn it for the time being, because the hidden danger is too serious. In order to avoid the bullets/bullets of [Ice Messenger], Dad used the magical ability [Blessing of Books], which is very interesting. This is the ability to determine the defense according to the degree of piety, the number of books, and the capacity of the spirit.
How much devotion he has to the sage is a question that Jenkins is unwilling to discuss—but he thinks he is still qualified; the number of readings, he is confident that he who has experienced digital reading will definitely not lose to most of the benefactors, so he decided to learn this ability.
But there is still a problem now. After Jenkins has been promoted to the second level, the church has already known that he has learned [Astral Perception]. Therefore, it is theoretically impossible for Jenkins, the "ordinary gifter" to learn any abilities.
This is the biggest problem now. Safe, reliable, and cheap channels for obtaining abilities cannot be used, because they have just been promoted, and even if they want to apply for a third-level ability first, it is impossible.
He can only count on the black market, or the few parties he attends to help him.
The great writer with 8,000 pounds in cash fell into deep trouble.
When I got home in the evening, I planned to spend the night with the books sent by Miss Mary, but a vague uneasiness always haunted Jenkins.
He summoned the ability light spot and tried to activate the unknown way forward, but nothing happened.
The more I read, the more irritable I feel. Fortunately, Jenkins put the book aside, sorted out his belongings, and went out with chocolates.
Declined the inquiry of the coachman at the intersection, Jenkins just wanted to take a walk. Although the chocolate has always been well-behaved, Jenkins still worried about it getting lost, so he stopped the cat's struggle from jumping into the street.
croak~ croak~
A black crow flew overhead, Jenkins only heard the sound, and when he raised his head, it was gone.
"When I went out, I saw a crow calling..."
He thought it was not a good omen, stood by the side of the street and hesitated for a while, but decided to go home first.
Before he even moved his feet, the voice of a policeman talking could be heard from the direction he was going back. The voice was getting closer and closer, apparently he was heading here.
Jenkins hasn't committed a crime tonight, but he doesn't want to greet the officers either. There were almost no people on the street at night, and they must have come back to check on Jenkins.
Without hesitation, he took a few steps forward and got into an alley. The owner of the low house by the alley stretched out his head when he heard the voice from outside, saw a man hurrying towards the distance, and immediately closed the door of his house.
Jenkins had never been to this alley, and he thought he would be able to return to the main road from the other end soon, but he didn't expect the alley to go deeper and deeper. After several forks, he had to admit that he had lost his way.
"Chocolate, do you still know the way home?"
Jenkins whispered to the cat in his arms, and the kitten looked at Jenkins blankly.
"Meow~"
A cry of unknown meaning.
He didn't want to turn around in the alley anymore, so he put the cat on the ground, and it immediately jumped up a small tree with only branches left, and then jumped onto the roof of the residential house.
Instead of leaving, he looked at Jenkins against the two-color moonlight.
Jenkins immediately understood that the intelligence of his own kitten was already high enough to know that he could not leave his master.
With a little relief, he activated the ability of [Cat's Elegance], and then climbed to the roof following Chocolate's previous trajectory. Although not as nimble as a cat, at least it didn't disturb the people under the roof.
"No, if someone sees him walking on the roof so late, he will definitely be regarded as a dangerous person!"
So thought the cautious Jenkins.
First hug the chocolate to let it stop for a while, and then call out the black robe soaked in spirituality. He carried a small mirror with him, and he could see that this time the image was an ugly young man about Jenkins' age. Of course, this is only a superficial image camouflage, and the body is still the same.
The cat led the way obediently, and Jenkins thought it was taking care of itself, because the cat's path of action can also be passed by humans.
Although this area is not a slum area, there are rarely huge gaps between houses. Jenkins climbed onto the balcony of someone else's house, kindly pushed the flower pot that was about to fall inward, jumped onto the low wall, and almost kicked someone's package under the stone brick to the ground.
"Huh, package?"
Jenkins hesitated, blinking, without inspiration.
He jumped over it, ignoring the thing.
The cat leading the way carefully sniffed something, looked back at its owner, and saw that he didn't pay attention to his movements, so he let out a lazy cry, scaring away the eager wild cats in the garbage dump.
A mischievous expression appeared on the cat's face. It looked up into the distance and adjusted its route slightly.
While following the chocolate, look around for any familiar buildings that may exist. The cat stopped suddenly, and then jumped into Jenkins' arms, the whole cat was shaking.
"What's wrong?"
Jenkins immediately lay down with the cat in his arms and held his breath. A few seconds later, the faint sound of a man's conversation came along the night wind.
The speaker's voice is not at the foot, but farther away.
Jenkins looked around, holding the chocolate under his left arm, and rubbed his arm against the roof below him. This is a two-storey duplex white stone building, the highest attic is a triangular spire. In addition to the lightning rod and tiles at the highest part of the sloping roof, there are also several half-kneeling stone armored knight statues on the lower eaves.
Hiding behind the statue, I carefully stretched out my head to look down, but I didn't expect to come to the side of the road.
In the middle of the road, there is an ancient tree with luxuriant branches and leaves growing abruptly. Thick green vines hang down from the canopy that almost covers the entire street, and the dense leaves shake regularly in the evening wind. Shaking together, there are many looming red cloth strips among the branches and leaves.