"world Tree."
Jenkins smiled at them, and the old elf closed his eyes, tears streaming down his face. Of all the people present, only the old elf had ever seen the real World Tree, so he was the one who felt the most about this scene.
Jenkins left the ritual base where the light disappeared, and put the chocolate with closed eyes, stiff body, motionless, and as if trying to pretend to be a doll, on top of Alexia's head:
"[Blood Source] [Titan Power] [Cat's Elegance] [Malicious Transformation] [Four Seasons] [Dragon Kiss Poison], these six abilities have all disappeared, and no new abilities have appeared or changed."
He said to Alexia, it was obvious that the sound was vibrating the air, but Alexia felt the pressure inexplicably.
Of course, the pressure disappeared in an instant, and the Jenkins in front of him was still Jenkins, and this had not changed.
Alexia raised her hand to stabilize the motionless cat pretending to be a puppet above her head:
"So it's a good thing that you have emptied six bubbles. Those abilities were absorbed by the World Tree seedlings and used as nutrients for the growth of the World Tree? It is even more good to feed the World Tree in four seasons. Your body is finally able to barely The souls are matched... But, are you a human or a tree now?"
The short lady said suspiciously, but she was actually joking.
Jenkins smiled and hugged her:
"what you think?"
Alexia took a deep breath in Jenkins' arms, a little blush appeared on her face:
"It should still be human."
Then he nodded to the elves, dragons and fortune tellers:
"The things here have been dealt with for the time being. The growth of the World Tree is enough for me to face the disaster in the blood moon. Now I have to go to the Church of the Sage to do something, and then return to the tower. Time is running out. Someone is willing to Take me for a ride?"
Nobody said anything, because obviously Jenkins shouldn't be leaving now, and he hasn't said anything about his cat yet. Everyone present knew that Jenkins had always thought that the cat he was suspicious of was a normal juvenile pet cat, but just now he had obviously used the power of the moon-swallowing civet chocolate, which meant that Jenkins already knew the truth.
So he should say something now instead of thinking about leaving as soon as possible.
But Jenkins looked at them with a normal expression as if he didn't know anything.
The elves can't fly, so he was very glad that this matter had nothing to do with him. The two fortune tellers hadn't made up their mind yet, so they observed Jenkins' expression suspiciously.
"Let me do it."
Yinlong broke the strange silence in time, she saw Jenkins' thoughts, so she took Jenkins' hand. Nodding to Alexia, the silver dragon took Jenkins and flew into the dark deep space filled with ashes.
"Huh? Why didn't you take Jenkins back?"
Miss Audrey was puzzled.
"Audrey, don't you understand?"
Miss Broniance felt sorry for her pupil:
"He just didn't want to face it."
"Facing what... I understand."
Miss Audrey saw the cat on top of Alexia's head. The cat was still lying motionless on Alexia's soft hair, but it had opened one eye to peek around, wanting to make sure that Jenkins had really left. up.
"When did he know?"
Miss Fortune Teller asked again.
"When I first adopted Chocolate a year ago, I definitely didn't know;
When chocolate gradually showed its strength half a year ago, I probably didn't know;
When chocolate frequently fell into dreams a few months ago, it was hard not to know;
Appeared twice in front of Jenkins as a girl with a fish hairpin, definitely knew;
When he went through the few floors of the tower just now, if he said he didn't know, would you believe it? "
Hearing what Alexia said, the cat on the top of the head opened its eyes completely, moved its body to find a better lying position, and then expressed its feelings with a mournful "meow~".
"When he lives alone, he will carefully check whether the hair on the door has moved when he goes home. How could he ignore the abnormality of the cat around him? Therefore, Hathaway and I both agree that Jenkins has a serious problem. psychological problems."
Taking advantage of Chocolate's lack of mood to stretch out her paws, Alexia touched it lightly a few times.
"What psychological problem?"
The old elf asked curiously. He really didn't see it. In his opinion, Jenkins was a normal elf.
"Withdrawal, trusting no one, persecuted delusions, selective intermittent depression."
Alexia counted them one by one.
"Jenkins depressed?"
Miss Audrey didn't believe this conclusion at all.
"The manifestation of depression is not just not being able to laugh. If you observe carefully, you will find that when no one is with him, Jenkins will often do something with a blank face, which cannot be strictly defined as Depression, but I believe it was part of Jenkins' selective bouts of depression."
Alexia explained, trying to reconstruct Jenkins' terrible state of mind with the observations of other women:
"He felt like he had nothing to rely on, thought that everything around him could be harmful to him, and everyone else was trying to pry into his secrets, so he had to play the role of 'normal Jenkins'. The alienation of others was what he wanted. If you want, he will be scared away by others approaching, do you think he is unwilling to participate in social activities, is it really all because he doesn't like socializing?"
It's hard to say.
"Jenkins put all his trust in chocolate. So once this only trust like a life-saving straw is destroyed, he will probably collapse on the spot, so he has to pretend that he doesn't know anything to maintain normality the image of Jenkins."
Alexia looked up into the distance while talking, and there was not much abnormal expression on her face. The short lady had the confidence to correct her fiancé's problems.
At the end of the ceremony, the thick fog reappeared, and I couldn't see anything when I looked up.
"To be honest, I'm really surprised that Jenkins didn't become world-weary, schizophrenic, or attempt to destroy the world. The appearance of chocolate helped him who was shivering a year ago and gave him sustenance. Then Heather Wei, Britney, me, Dolores, Julia, Sigrid, Jessica, there are people around him who can warm him one after another, so he didn't go to extremes and still loves this The world. Maybe the world is helping him, or fearing him, to send so many radiant ladies to him."
Miss Audrey didn't pierce her friend's self-boasting, but looked at the direction where Yinlong led Jenkins away:
"Although your analysis seems to make sense, I still think Jenkins's psychology is normal. I am his divination teacher, and I have been alone with him many times. He behaves very normally... Speaking of which, what is he going back to church for? Now You can’t find the doomsday document when you return, damn it, he will just miss the doomsday document that was transported halfway, and we have to find a way to send him to the strange realm.”
"The doomsday document is not very important. After feeding the World Tree, he has found the formula for victory."
Alexia used a metaphor that fit the identity of a mathematician, and then looked at the direction of Jenkins' departure with a little desolation:
"How nice it would be if Jenkins met me first instead of chocolate."
The sullen cat on the head immediately regained its spirits, baring its teeth and waving its paws, trying to show Alexia some flair. Alexia laughed. In fact, Jenkins' cat is as easy to understand as Jenkins himself.
"But sooner or later Jenkins has to face that fact?"
Miss Audrey said worriedly.
"After he wins, the moment he returns to us, we have to face it."
Alexia continued to pet the cat above her head, and the group walked to the gate of the abandoned hospital site, and informed the church that they could come in and clean up the mess.
Since Mr. Corpse was killed by Jenkins, the strange atmosphere and power that enveloped the abandoned hospital disappeared. The ashes fell all over the weedy courtyard of the hospital, and the shoes stepped on the layer of ashes, making a rustling sound, as if the ground had suddenly become soft.
"So, when the time comes, chocolate will need our help."
Alexia said, and the cat above her head gave another sullen "meow" in agreement. To make Jenkins accept the fact that the "simple" cat he raised is actually not innocent, it will definitely not work just by acting like a baby. So she needs the help of Alexia, Hathaway and others, which is at least better than Chocolate facing Jenkins by herself.
Jenkins has psychological problems. Although the external manifestation of psychological problems is excessive concern for chocolate, chocolate still hopes that Jenkins can be normal. He does not intend to live at home in the form of a cat all the time.
"Where are you going next?"
People from the Orthodox Church filed in from a group of people to deal with the ritual traces in the courtyard of the hospital. Miss Audrey asked Talixia.
"Go back to church, I have something to do. That Mr. Pisco has something to talk to me, and I happen to have something to talk to him too."
Alexia calculated in her mind that Jenkins is now on the sixth floor, while the tower is on the ninth floor, which means it will be her turn to play soon.
"Also, tell the church not to send the doomsday documents back to the church. It will definitely not catch up with Jenkins. Send those nine slabs to St. George Street."
"Why? Do you think Jenkins will come out again?"
Miss Audrey was very surprised.
"Of course not. Twice is enough. Although he can't come out again, someone has a way to get in. I'm not saying that the Orthodox Church is incompetent, but at the final node of such a gathering of fate, only those who are in the vortex of fate Only people can create miracles.”