"Okay, I probably understand. The technology of this arm is quite amazing. I think you are right to choose to repair it."
As Jenkins said, he put away the used wrench and put it back on his waist.
Mr. Hood also wanted to talk to Jenkins about payment, but Jenkins didn't want to take payment. Help Mr. Hood, he cost him not a penny, nothing at all.
Mr. Hood insisted on repaying, and in the end Jenkins claimed that he had important matters to discuss with Miss Magic, and that the remuneration could be discussed later, so Mr. Hood was willing to leave.
"You definitely didn't mean to sneeze just now."
Miss Magic said after Mr. Hood had gone away. She looked in the direction in which Mr. Hood had disappeared, thanking her friend for his good fortune.
"Of course not, I haven't been sick for a long time. It's just a strong feeling that I'm about to gain new strength. It's a strong feeling, but I don't know what to do next, which is very gripping. Crazy feeling."
He clenched his fist in the colorful moonlight shadow.
"Oh? I know this feeling. According to my experience, generally speaking, you need to complete some ritualistic behaviors to promote your own deepening of this feeling. This is very useful, but you need to figure it out yourself. What is missing."
"I'm inexperienced in repairing things."
said Jenkins, then shook his head:
"I asked you to stay here, not to talk about it. There are two things."
"you say."
Jenkins held up a finger:
"First of all, during this period of time, probably from now to the end of next week, please stay with Miss Windsor with Miss Yindi at all times. During this period, Miss Windsor may encounter dangerous things."
"Danger from the common man, or from the giver?"
"The bestower, and most likely the lunatic in the organization called [Tree House]. I will often be by Miss Windsor's side recently, but please be careful at night or when I am not around."
Miss Magic heard the words and thought about it before nodding:
"I understand, but I can't guarantee that only Miss Yindi and I can stop the lunatic you mentioned."
"It's okay, I have other methods. In fact, she is very safe. I just told you this to prevent accidents. Don't be nervous. As for the second thing, I want to entrust you to investigate an ancient ritual."
"You've found the right person for this."
A confident smile appeared on the woman's face. In front of Jenkins, she temporarily removed the distortion of her facial features caused by the spell. Miss Magic under the moonlight smiled beautifully:
"For the ceremony, I have quite enough confidence."
"Have you heard of 'Fate Rebel'?"
"never heard of that."
Miss Magic shook her head without thinking:
"But it doesn't matter, as long as the name is correct, give me up to a month, and I will definitely be able to find clues. Now that most people in the sect I belong to have come to Nolan, I can ask for help, so the time is shortened In half a month, I think it will be no problem."
"No, the time is urgent, and I hope to get an answer tomorrow, preferably."
"Be realistic, Mr. Candle. Just like your cat doesn't grow into a cat overnight, if you want to commission me to investigate, give me enough time. I'm not a fortune teller and can't look directly in the mirror to the answer..."
"Actually, fortune-tellers can't see the answer from the mirror. They usually use crystal balls or flat water."
"Okay, but no matter what, tomorrow is absolutely impossible. I still have the job of protecting Miss Windsor, so I can't check the literature 24 hours a day. I can only assure you that I will give you the answer as soon as possible."
Miss Magic did not say that she would ask Jenkins for compensation. Even before they separated, Jenkins offered to give her money, but she refused. She emphasized that she was only doing this to help a friend, as if he would not be paid by Mr. Hood, and her behavior was the same as that of Jenkins ten minutes ago.
By the time Jenkins got home, Hathaway had already returned, after all he had been delayed for a long time after the party.
The red-haired girl on the sofa greeted Jenkins who was changing shoes in the hallway, and then watched the black and white kitten run to the sofa and lie down on the small cushion:
"It's so late, where did you go?"
Hathaway asked pretendingly.
"I went to see Miss Windsor. We parted at the door of the church."
Jenkins replied without changing his face, and then asked:
"Where's Britney and Julia? Why didn't you see them?"
While these conversations were happening, Jenkins' tone was not at all unusual. Hathaway muttered something to herself, and then asked Jenkins to sit beside her and help her choose the clothes she would wear when she went to Evergreen Forest tomorrow.
The ladies in the family are all excited about tomorrow's itinerary, and Jenkins is happy to be able to advise them on what to wear. But soon he was excluded from the topic. After all, the advice provided by a person like him who can only choose a dirty black coat is not of much reference value.
So he asked the three ladies to discuss tomorrow's dress in the living room, and he took the cat to the small study on the first floor to read for a while, completing the reading task that Miss Audrey had left not long ago.
At about ten o'clock, he stood by the window looking at the street outside, playing with the metal wrench in his hand.
The problem is not whether he can find that sense of impending doom, the problem is that he has only the last blank bubble left now, even if the soul of darkness is still being conceived, there must be a final vacancy for the corresponding ability of the king soul.
"Chocolate, what do you think I should do? Do I want to accept the strange feeling I had when I repaired the machine?"
He asked his cat, and Chocolate stood on the windowsill and meowed, Jenkins didn't understand the meaning. But he already knew that he couldn't count on his cat, so he just asked casually just now.
He put his hand in his pocket and took out a [Seed of Blasphemy]:
"Accept the heads, and postpone the tails until the arrival of the [Uncrowned King]."
As he spoke, he tossed the coin into the air, and then caught it with a bang, with the palm facing up to show the result:
"Speaking of which, which side is considered positive?"
He was silent for a moment, put away the crime coins and slapped his head twice fiercely.
Sitting on the chair in the study room and thinking for a long time, he opened the second drawer on the left side of the desk and took out a red wooden box. After opening it, what lay inside was a broken pocket watch. More precisely, it was a gift from John Williams, the younger brother of Williams' three brothers, to Jenkins to get a job at Papa's antique shop.
The pocket watch was damaged by accident, and since Jenkins got Alexia's lady's pocket watch, he didn't try to restore it, but kept it at home.
He grabbed the pocket watch chain and picked it up. After looking at it in front of his eyes, he stood up and went to the window again.
This pocket watch is just an ordinary product of this era. Whether it is the ancient omnic repaired by Jenkins or the ingenious right hand of Mr. Hood, they are far more mysterious and valuable than it.
But what Jenkins lacks now is the last step. He can feel that no matter what he is repairing, he can achieve the perfect state of the feeling that is about to come out.
The reason why he chose this pocket watch was the inspiration from Miss Magic's words. Since you can repair anything, it is better to choose a commemorative one. Even if this pocket watch is repaired, Jenkins will not use it again, but the value of this pocket watch is not in recording time, but in that it is the first gift from his family that Jenkins received after becoming Jenkins, It is his important anchor in this world and in this era, which means that he accepts that he has replaced the lives of others, and lives seriously.
The pocket watch chain is held high in the left hand, so that the pocket watch is almost at the position of the chest, and the wrench is held in the right hand. He took a deep breath, then tapped the closed watch cover with a wrench:
Ding~
With a very soft voice, in the echo of the sound wave, he once again "saw" the internal structure of the pocket watch that should not be seen, and saw the damaged part. That crisp echo kept echoing in his heart, and every sound that only he could "hear" aggravated the throbbing from the bottom of his heart.
Pushing open the window and looking at the metal black tower in the distance, the senses are sharpened to the extreme at this moment. I don't know if it's because of the wind that broke into the room or the throbbing, and even a thin layer of goosebumps appeared on my arms.
The metal black tower became the only object in his eyes at this moment. The rotation of gears and the roar of steam seemed to fall into his ears from a high altitude.
"mechanical."
He murmured, thinking of his world in the first half of his life, and thinking of the path of civilization that mankind is heading towards under the completely different world rules.
He saw light, he saw fire, he saw power. Stepping on the ground with both feet, I felt the tentacles spreading from the depths of the ground to the surroundings. Holding on to the window sill with one hand, I was aware of the arrangement of the winding steam pipes in the room.
Duang～
He heard the bell and squinted at the metallic black tower in the distance.
"Yes, the bell."
This is not an auditory hallucination, but that the metal black tower really started to chime. After replacing Nolan's clock tower, it functions as the clock tower for the first time. I don't know if this is a joke of fate, or a pure coincidence. With the violent shaking of the ground, the fourth floor of the black tower slowly protruded from the ground at this moment.
And as the bell rang over the city, Jenkins closed his eyes and raised his head. All his perceptions finally calmed down. It doesn't matter whether it's machinery, energy, steam or electricity. The basic rules at the bottom of the world are the same, so that the knowledge he learned in the first half of his life finally has an effect.
When the knowledge that is far beyond the imagination of people in this world merges with the throbbing from the extraordinary, in the roaring bell, it seems that thousands of people are congratulating, and the metallic luster emerges and fades slowly on the surface of Jenkins .
He opened his eyes, and the phantom of huge gears rotating in his pupils flashed past.
PS: Ask for everything at the beginning of the month.