Due to the rush on the 31st, most of the documents were judged whether they were worth taking away just by looking at the title.
Jenkins read through the documents by the light of the fireplace, and found that so many words actually said two things.
The first one came from a stack of stapled white document papers, the handwriting was rather scribbled, and it was obvious that it was written in a hurry.
This is the experimental record of creating the monster underground in the winery. The cultists hope to find the reason for the monster's mutation through these records, but unfortunately the final conclusion is that this is just an accident that cannot be reproduced.
In order to make the experimental body, they reluctantly selected 5 corpses out of thousands of corpses, but in the end only one could hold such a huge vitality.
The sources of these thousands of corpses are very complicated, and most of them were obtained from illegal means.
Desecrating corpses is a felony in this era, so even doctors cannot obtain corpses that can be dissected through legal means, which gave birth to the profession of corpse snatchers.
They offered corpses to medical schools, madmen, and benefactors for gold pounds. And the source of the final corpse was them. Through the records, Jenkins saw its source—
Abbot J. Augustus.
Jenkins had only heard the name a few hours earlier. This is the ancestor of Viscount Augustus, whose tomb was only recently discovered stolen. Apart from the looting of valuable funeral objects, not even the bones were found.
It seems that the tomb robbers really took away everything in the tomb that could be exchanged for gold pounds.
"Is it such a coincidence? That monster is actually the ancestor of the Augustus family?"
He thought of the rumors about Augustus and the god of death, and felt that there seemed to be something strange about it.
The cultists also investigated the Augustus family, and they also suspected that something about the corpse itself had caused the accident. But that part of the investigation report was not in Jenkins' hands, and it was unknown whether it had been left out in the basement of the wine cellar, or it didn't exist at all.
In addition, there is another thing that surprised Jenkins, that is, the tomb of Abbot J. Augustus is not far from the abandoned cemetery where psychic games are played today.
In fact, the small village called Yuka Village was itself part of the family fief when the Augustus family was not in decline hundreds of years ago. The cemetery of family members is built on the basis of the village. There is a saying that the entire village is actually the descendant of the family gravekeeper thousands of years ago.
But in any case, the cemetery in Yuka Village and the cemetery of the Augustus family are actually a whole. The reason why no other parts are seen today is because a landslide decades ago destroyed the part belonging to the ancestral tomb of Augustus, leaving only a few lucky people on the edge.
Among them is the grave of Abbot J. Augustus.
"It seems that it is necessary to go to that place again."
Thinking so, Jenkins put the stack of documents on the sofa.
Chocolate secretly opened one eye and glanced at the information. In the black-and-white photo of the tombstone, it seemed to see something very interesting.
The cat closed its eyes again, and almost understood what was going on.
As for the second thing, it is the "Undead Project" that Jenkins has been pursuing for a long time.
As expected, the purpose of this plan is to seek the white basic ability called [Undead].
Through the rubbings of ancient books, correspondence, and confidential documents in his hands, Jenkins learned that the core material of the learning ceremony of this ability is a very rare thing—the ashes of illegal long-lived people.
The ceremony required the use of nine ashes, and other materials are extremely rare. But the church has completed all the preparations, and 8 ashes have been collected.
Through divination, they learned that Nolan City is the best place to hold the ceremony, so they came here.
But the problem is that the letter pointed out that two of the ashes were kept in the hands of an ally of the [Life Sharing Alliance], and that ally who was hiding accidentally died in an accident caused by the new god.
Jenkins pursed his lips and showed a distressed expression, he didn't know what to say anymore. It seems that all troubles can finally contact me for some inexplicable reason.
Those two sets of ashes are now buried in the basement of their own house, next to the metal seal covering the eyeballs. I didn't expect them to be such hot things.
If there are any clues in the letter, the allies of the [Life Sharing Alliance] seem to be very powerful. It also mentioned Mr. Clark's name, but did not say what exactly he did.
Jenkins looked at the letter for a long time, only to find that some of the letters had been artificially modified after they were written.
It took a lot of effort to understand that the original written content was [Tree House].
"What kind of strange organization is this? Is Mr. Clark from here?"
He guessed, and rubbed the letter paper inch by inch, hoping to find more clues, but unfortunately that was all there was. And the [Undead] ability is very likely to be one of the nine savior candidate abilities mentioned by Mr. Mason Piscoe.
There's no clear evidence for this, but Jenkins always thinks so. He attributed this phenomenon to his own inspiration and his [Twin Devil] ability's perception of the same source ability.
The next day was Friday, a sunny day. Perhaps the heavy snow on Wednesday has exhausted the accumulated cold air, and I didn't expect the temperature to rise a bit.
The snow on the ground of the city has almost melted, but the damn mist still exists. The air pollution bill was finally introduced, and most newspapers made the headlines these days.
But the implementation of the bill will not begin until the first day of the next year, which means that the next two months will be the last days when factory owners can emit waste gas unscrupulously.
Although Jenkins is very skeptical, how much effect this bill can play.
When I came to Dad's shop with chocolates in my arms, the first thing I did was to tell the whole story of what happened last night. Of course, the part about going into the sea to fish things was omitted.
"Ouija board, it's not a numbered item, I've never seen any data... The evil spirit in a nun's costume, why do I seem to have heard of it somewhere?"
The old man touched his nose, paced around twice, then picked up the coat and hat hanging on the wall and went out.
Jenkins is now a qualified apprentice and is able to watch the shop on his own.