Although the specific information about the clock is not clear, seeing the serious reminder from the person who wrote the information to the benefactor of the younger generation, Jenkins believes that if he encounters the middle-aged shopkeeper as an opponent next time, he will be able to win without consuming divinity.
He already has an idea.
"But Miss Bevanna has already dealt with it. The possibility of this person being able to escape is very small, and he probably won't be able to meet him."
Although the difference between the seventh level and the eighth level is only one level, there is a reason why the eighth level can be called a demigod.
Now that he was here, he also inquired about the other two stolen gifts, the Metal Heart and the Thunder Hammer.
The former information has pictures, and it can be confirmed that it is C-08-2-5373, [Mechanical Heart], which Jenkins learned about while listening to the whisper. This gift was bestowed on mortals by the great righteous god [Skillful Craftsman], and its symbolic meaning is the same as the [Heart of the Ocean] lost by the Church of [Ocean and Exploration].
"Why, as long as it is a gift in the shape of a heart bestowed by the gods, it must be stolen..."
With very disrespectful thoughts in his mind, he continued to read the material.
The mechanical heart has even less information than the clock just now, because this gift has been kept by the church of [Skillful Craftsman] since it appeared in the human world. The church only knows that there is such an object, and knows its appearance and name.
Other than that, there isn't any valuable information.
There is no information about the last hammer related to lightning. Jenkins doesn't know its possible number and name, so it can only look it up by type - weapon.
After reading all morning, it can only be a waste of time.
Chocolate was sulking until lunch time due to too long a delay in the dense library. After chatting with Bishop Parode for a while in the afternoon, a nun came to inform Jenkins that Miss Bevanna was back and wanted to meet him.
"Is it going well?"
Miss Bevanna is still in the same attire she wore in the morning, and she seems to be in a good mood. The two stood in the corridor at the back of the courtyard and looked at the snow scene in the courtyard. Under the corridor were the precious seeds of "planting and trying".
"It went well, but the man escaped. Oh, by the way, that person is the vice president of the [Gear Craftsman Association], the archbishop-level gifter of the evil god [Gear King] church. His name is Lukes Haripia, what a pity."
"What about the clock? Is there a problem?"
It's too late for him to deal with men's affairs, the clock is the most important thing.
"That's a gift."
Miss Bevanna nodded at him, "That's a gift related to time control. Currently, Halipiah can only use it to speed up his own time, but he only needs to limit his movement range in advance, and then He is trying to consume the soul, control the local flow of time and limit my... "
"please wait a while."
Jenkins interrupted her, then realized the impoliteness of the behavior and smiled apologetically.
"I want to know, what does it mean to control the local flow of time? Is it possible to reverse time with that clock?"
"Impossible, the power of ants is not enough to make the water flowing forward flow backwards again. The bestower of 7 can only accelerate or decelerate time within a certain range at best, which is already a very remarkable behavior."
Miss Bevanna took out her pocket watch from the pocket of her lady's coat, which was noticeably smaller than Jenkins's.
A silver chain hung from his hand, and when the cover was opened, the ends of the three pointers were not arrows but three letters that Jenkins did not recognize.
"This is the letter in the Rocky language, and the words it forms have the meaning of time."
She explained briefly, and with a point of her finger, the glass cover protecting the dial melted like snowflakes.
Signaling Jenkins to pay attention, Miss Bevanna hovered her green fingers over the still moving second hand:
"If you want to reverse time, it is not only the price you have to pay, but more importantly, how to generate such a large force. And relatively simple to control the flow rate of time..."
The finger pressed down hard, and the second hand stopped due to the external force. There was a subtle clicking sound from inside the pocket watch, as if the gears that were meshed together were pushing hard on the companion that was suddenly stuck.
"But there is a price to be paid for doing so."
She looked up at Jenkins and asked an unrelated question: "Have you studied natural physics?"
"Well, I learned a little bit."
Jenkins said very modestly, and then stretched out his right hand like last time, the index finger and thumb were almost close together leaving only a gap.
Compared with the great nature, the poor knowledge of physics he mastered is indeed insignificant.
"There is such a saying in the discipline of natural physics, and some scholars believe that this is one of the truths of the world: the action of force is mutual."
Jenkins nodded again. He was a writer and a math lover, but not a physicist. Therefore, although Jenkins has read "Mathematical Principles of Natural Science", Jenkins is still a rigid mystic researcher, and it is absolutely impossible for him to suddenly propose a theory that changes the course of science, and it is impossible to publish a book on physics that affects the direction of human development.
"Interesting statement."
he commented.
Miss Bevanna didn't see that Jenkins was chattering about the knowledge of other worlds in his heart at this moment, and she signaled Jenkins to continue to pay attention to his watch.
"You see, I interfere with time with power, but time is also interfering with me with the same or greater force. In the field of occult science, there is no concept of equality in most cases, so in fact, the interference of time Human beings will pay a greater price. The benefactor who uses the clock will also bear the price, and the size of the price depends only on what he interferes... "
This is a very vivid metaphor and teaching, and Jenkins has also strengthened his thoughts: "If you encounter an opponent who can interfere with time again, you will definitely not be as embarrassed as last time."
The two were silent for a while, standing in the corridor, watching a group of priests leading some poorly dressed children through the main hall in the distance. Some of them could not walk on their own and had to be held by older children; some wore only ill-fitting long-sleeved shirts with many patches, and did not even have a pair of shoes on their feet.
Every child had a tense look on their faces, and some of them even dared to walk with their heads down rather than look around. Even a bolder child, once he makes eye contact with people in the church, he will immediately look away like a frightened rabbit.