Don't worry about the black mist engulfing the deck, Jenkins can only breathe a sigh of relief when he sees this scene.
By this time, the rules of this paradox were largely understood. Jenkins had to find clues to the background of the world while using his time to find the light source reasonably. These two things are necessary, one is related to the way to leave, and the other is related to the current survival problem.
The total time of the Paradise is also limited, so how to correctly allocate the time between the two aspects has become a critical issue.
"But if that's all it is, the difficulty of this paradox doesn't seem to be too great? This is already the eighth floor, and it's impossible for the difference machine to put such a simple test here. Is there any conspiracy that I don't understand? "
He touched the chocolate, and the chocolate also tilted his face and rubbed Jenkins' hand, with a look of "I'm very cute".
"Speaking of which, what will the Calamity Beast be this time? The last time it was so creative, and let the nightmare of crimes imitate me, this time it shouldn't be less creative than last time, right?"
He carefully put the lantern next to his backpack, and then used the sundries on the deck to form a windshield, and then returned to the side of the man with the fish stuck in his throat:
"Tell me, what information can you provide? About this world."
"I can provide you with three pieces of information, but since I only asked for two fish, you need to choose two out of three."
"Then can I get another one now?"
"No, I'm full, very full."
The man said, and then introduced himself:
"Three pieces of information, one about the reason why I am here, one vague introduction about the disaster in this world, and one reminder about the actions on the ship."
"Let's talk about the disaster first."
This one is mandatory.
"Well, I have already forgotten when exactly that happened. I just remember that it seemed that suddenly, a black fog covered the sky, and a huge, chaotic, and indescribable thing invaded us from the sky Then everything changed, and there was no stable life anymore. The indescribable thing that descended from the sky, brought chaos and curses, plagues and demons, eroded our world and brought endless disasters. He The enemy of all beings, the destroyer of civilization."
The man thumped the fish in his throat to keep it from struggling:
"That's it, I guess that's all I can say."
This is enough. Although most of the words are useless adjectives, like the descriptions of medieval science fiction and fantasy novels, at least one point is quite clear:
"The formation of disasters is not caused by human beings themselves. It is not the destruction of nature, the excavation of ancient relics, or the creation of uncontrollable creations, but only the invasion of the world by enemies."
"Yes, that's it."
The man nodded, because the fish was stuck in his throat, so this action was difficult to do.
"This is interesting, a thing that is infinitely stronger than ordinary people, enough to distort the world, ended civilization..."
Jenkins believes that the background of this strange situation is probably not a historical fragment but a fiction. Because the end of the real world is caused by intelligent life itself, the gods will ensure that there will be no things outside the world to end civilization and disrupt the stable sin cycle processing system.
"That's right, if it's a fragment of history, then maybe the little information is enough for me to judge the time point where it appeared, so as to know the background of the world."
Jenkins thought to himself, and the man with the fish stuck in his throat asked again:
"Then what else do you want to know? Why am I here, or some tips for surviving on a ship?"
Jenkins touched the cat, feeling that he was still in a stable mood when Chocolate was by his side, and at the same time, he had already made a decision:
"I want to know some tips for surviving on a boat."
"Look, there are so many refugees here, many of them know a lot of things, and many of them have also mastered the method to prevent the black mist from coming around so quickly. After all, those who can escape here are all very good Excellent people."
"What's so special about this ship?"
Jenkins asked suspiciously, but the other party didn't answer.
"If you need to find other people to help, then you have to know who is dangerous but useful, who is dangerous but useless, who is safe and useful, and who is safe but useless. Like me, I am obviously useful, oh, sir, you are the first to strike up a conversation with me, you are definitely blessed by the god of fate."
He boasted.
"So, you're going to tell how to tell if people are safe and useful?"
"No, I can only tell you who is safe."
He lowered his voice suddenly, Jenkins was alerted, and then leaned in to listen to the next words.
"Safe people are usually very hygienic. Even if they are not decently dressed, they will never be dirty."
"Is this rule necessarily universal?"
"certainly."
As he said that, the man with a dirty body grinned. Jenkins is now very close to it because he wants to hear clearly. As the mouth opened wide, it almost covered Jenkins' head.
"Meow~"
In fact, without chocolate reminding, Jenkins already knew that the other party had bad intentions. He didn't dodge, but directly held the big mouth that pierced forward.
Hei Dongdong's mouth wrapped the Star Demon Sword and Jenkins' right hand together, as if trying to suck his whole body in. But he didn't rush, and pressed the other hand on the other's face:
"Profanity made!"
With such a close distance and the two sides in contact, it is impossible that this trick will be useless. [Profane Production] is a move that is almost sure to kill in Jenkins' hands. Unfortunately, the difference machine does not have a complete soul at all. Even if the incomplete soul is smashed, the opponent will still be fine, so this move does not need to be reserved for the difference machine. Use it here Just right.
The emerald green vines, which felt like they hadn't been seen for a long time, easily pierced through the space wall and appeared above the two of them. Perhaps due to Jenkins' own growth, more than one or two vines came out this time. Curtain-like vines hung from the sky, swaying like tentacles.
While Jenkins' hand was jamming the opponent's mouth, he wrapped the man's head.
After a few seconds, he felt the suction in his mouth weakened, and Jenkins withdrew his hand and sword, watching the man being hung up by the vines. The vines wrapping the opponent's head made a gurgling sucking sound, but no one dared to speak, including the metal head on the chair and other huddled refugees nearby.
For three full minutes, the man who was still alive but had his soul shattered was thrown down. The vines danced in the air, and three of the slender green vines gently handed the rolled up three complete Seeds of Blasphemy to Jenkins.
Jenkins opened his palm, and the vines put the crime coin in his hand before retracting silently to the other side of the space hole.
"Why are these vines so polite this time? They actually know how to hand over the crime coins. And, how come there are so many, is this person worth three crime coins? I can't tell."
Jenkins muttered under his breath, but it wasn't something to think about. He tossed a coin, put two of them in his pocket, and handed the other to Chocolate:
"Without me by my side, you probably didn't eat lunch, right? Although Hathaway also knows your recipes, I think you didn't eat much at all."
he said to his cat, and shook the coin in his hand.
Chocolat looked at the coin in front of him with a guilty conscience and worried, feeling like he was about to sweat... Cats don't seem to sweat. The cat rarely understood the meaning of the word "spooky," but it was clearly "spooky" in this scene.
No matter how you look at it, Jenkins is fully aware of the origin of the cat, but he just doesn't talk about it or discuss it. This is the most worrying situation for Chocolate.
"Meow~"
It barked in a very deliberate flattering and coquettish tone, and then cautiously stretched out its head. He licked Jenkins' fingers first, and then slowly took away the crime coins between his fingers.
"Eat slowly, don't choke."
Jenkins patted the chocolate's furry little head and said, the cat shrank its head obediently.
Of course, Jenkins never once turned his head to look at the chocolate, from the time he handed the cat the coin to the final pat on the head. It is because of this that cats feel uneasy.
The tail swept back and forth on the back of Jenkins' neck, enjoying the delicious food, while guessing what Jenkins was thinking. Jenkins, on the other hand, has already started looking for a second person who can ask for clues.
The guy with the fish in his neck wasn't dead, but he was pretty much dead. Jenkins positioned his body against the railing of the deck rail and drew a blanket over his head before looking for his next target.
Now that he knows how to distinguish between safe targets and unsafe targets, the search range has been reduced to three quarters of the original. Although the exclusion of targets is not a lot, it does have considerable significance for the next actions.
After a while, a girl who looked thin was chosen. The girl gives Jenkins a strong feeling that she was definitely a flower girl in the not-too-distant past. [Guardian of the Flower Girl] The priesthood will not make Jenkins feel wrong.
This priesthood can make the flower girls have a natural affection for Jenkins, and of course it has a great effect on the former flower girl.
The girl and two other adult women curled up under the same blanket. In order to prevent calling the wrong person, Jenkins squatted down and knocked on the deck in front of the other party.
The girl shivered, then cautiously poked her head out from under the blanket to look at Jenkins. Jenkins also saw her, a typical appearance of the desert region in the central part of the mainland, with thick and curly hair and dark skin.
Her eyes were black, which made Jenkins feel a little familiar.