"Oh, no, no, of course not."
Mr. Black Cat shook his head: "I just came a few weeks earlier than you, so it's impossible to try this kind of thing."
As he spoke, he pointed out the window again: "There are more than just the two of us in this city. You are not the first living person I have met. According to the information exchanged, this place should belong to a certain monster." Part of . That used bookstore will randomly appear in a certain city, and only the benefactor will be selected and captured by it. Whenever the location of the used bookstore changes, the place we are now will also change. Now the used bookstore In Nolan, so this is what Nolan looks like here."
"So the earliest victims you encountered lived in that era?"
"Probably 1083 in the universal calendar."
"This era?"
"Yes, oh, Mr. Candle, don't be so surprised."
He hastily swallowed the food in his mouth, and wiped his hands with a wet towel beside him:
"I think you should understand that even if the body does not die, the human spirit will perish one day. This is recognized in mysticism. Therefore, except for some long-lived races, most of the people who entered here by mistake People will give up thinking with the passage of time, and eventually become a piece of meat that can only breathe. Most of the people who are still active in this city are benefactors who only entered after the second-hand bookstore appeared in Nolan City."
Jenkins suddenly realized: "So everyone's book is different?"
"They are all ordinary books. If you want, you can go to that bookstore to buy another one. Countless people have tried in the past, but the way out should not be here."
In the following time, the two ate in silence. Jenkins thought about the information he had obtained so far, and suddenly realized a problem:
"Every creature that enters will have an old book, but why chocolate..."
"Meow!"
The cat that was eating with its head down suddenly cried out. Jenkins looked up and saw a man in a windbreaker hurrying past the restaurant. He obviously noticed the two people who were eating, but he didn't want to say hello to them either.
"Ignore him."
Mr. Black Cat said: "This man was very arrogant when he first came here. He had conflicts with some people and was beaten badly. He seems to be a member of a cult group..."
The man thought for a while, then nodded to Jenkins: "Someone recognized that the magic he used was the unique magic of the [Gear King] sect."
"Is he a member of the [Gear Artisan Association]?"
"Yes, he uses the secrets of his own sect to exchange secrets with the predecessors here, although it is not valuable. I remember he said that his organization is looking for a 10th era civilization to manufacture The steam device seems to be able to assist in calculations, I don’t remember very well... It seems to be last week, sorry, I don’t care much about time recently.”
He smiled apologetically at Jenkins: "About seven people, including me, suspected that what Nolan had underground was the cause of all this, so they went to have a look together. As a result, the underground mine tunnel only extended to halfway. It’s gone, just like this city with only a part. Thinking about it now, I was also dizzy at the time, how could there be any relationship between Nolan’s underground things and the second-hand bookstore that moved throughout the material world?”
This strange thing seems to have never been discovered by the Orthodox Church, because no matter which era the bestower entered, he could not tell its number. But this place is not just as simple as a prison. According to Mr. Black Cat, every once in a while, some extremely weird creatures will appear from the sky and randomly prey on the people trapped here.
But this process will only appear during the period of time when the second-hand bookstore does not exist in any corner of the material world, which also shows from one aspect that it drifts between reality and illusion during that time.
And those predators are very likely to be higher creatures sealed in the subspace, just like the corpse python encountered in Beldyran.
Mr. Black Cat probably belongs to the kind of more optimistic person. When he talked about the current situation with Jenkins, he only showed a little worry. And when Jenkins asked what his current plans were, Mr. Black Cat’s answer was a bit surprising:
"Are you planning? I know that I have no ability to escape from here, so I can only find someone who is hopeful to help. Come with me after dinner, and I will take you to meet someone. He is the one I mentioned, in The predecessors who entered here in 1083 of the common calendar."
"He has a blue alien ability?"
"Heterogeneous ability?"
Mr. Black Cat asked in surprise: "No, no, even with that kind of strange ability, human beings are still human beings. That is a real alien creature, yes, just like what we have heard in mythology. You Can you imagine, Mister Candle, that when I first saw him, I even thought I was crazy!"
After dinner, Mr. Black Cat took Jenkins east along that avenue, and finally stopped in front of a high-end club. He looked around for a while before leading Jenkins in.
In the real world, memberships to this kind of club would be very expensive, but now everything is free, except there are no cooks and waiters.
The stranger lived in a certain VIP lounge on the second floor of the club. According to Mr. Black Cat's explanation, he usually didn't like to come into contact with strangers. If it wasn't for carrying a token related to a strange alien race, it would be impossible for Mr. Black Cat to get acquainted with him.
"You should be able to understand that his temper is very weird, so I'm not sure whether he can like you. But it is undeniable that this is indeed an elder with extremely high wisdom, even though he looks very young!"
When the two walked up the magnificent spiral staircase, he warned in a low voice.
Chocolate's original attention was on the crystal chandelier, but his small nose suddenly moved a few times, and his beautiful big amber eyes moved upwards.
"I understand... Are there any details that need attention. I think this kind of alien creature will have some habits that are different from humans."
"Mr. Salamanda is very easygoing and has no strange habits."
The two of them were arranging their clothes and hair together at the stairs on the second floor in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling glass mirror. Jenkins wanted to use Mr. Black Cat's wooden comb to help Chocolate comb his hair, but the chocolate almost scratched his face.
boom boom boom~
The two stood in front of the door of the lounge, and Mr. Black Cat knocked lightly on the door.