Jenkins originally thought he was a very patient person, but after trying for an hour to no avail, it was inevitable that he still felt irritable. So they left them on the windowsill, and then took the lesson plans and prepared to go to class.
"Chocolate, go!"
Finding that the cat didn't keep up, he poked his head in from the corridor and shouted.
"Meow~"
Chocolate lay on the window sill and cried lazily, glanced at him, then moved her body and turned her face out of the window.
"Okay, don't run around~"
Seeing that it was almost time, he gave instructions to his cat and closed the door.
The cat quietly looked at the starry sky outside the window, and the big cat pupils were reflected on the glass of the window. After confirming that Jenkins had left, it glanced at the pile of fine parts, and countless small black hands like tentacles emerged from its shadow, holding the parts and starting to assemble.
The cat continued to lie on its stomach, seeing that the work was really boring, so it let those hands work by itself. It jumped to the ground, then ran to the bedside table, and touched the shadowless lamp with its paw.
This oil lamp obtained from the treasure of Clement did not find traces of the past in church materials, nor did Jenkins find any special features other than "no shadow" and no need to refuel. Therefore, it is generally placed on the bedside as a lighting tool for reading at night.
The little claws pushed the oil lamp off the table, and because the floor was covered with a thick layer of white wool carpet, it didn't make a lot of noise.
The cat looked down at the lamp, licked its paws and jumped back on the carpet. The paw touched the bottom of the oil lamp lightly, and a line of small characters emerged little by little.
It tilted its head and watched for a while, and couldn't help but yawned.
Before the end of Jenkins' night class, Chocolate successfully put the fine mechanical structures back together.
Those little black hands supported the key points of the water glass so that it would not fall apart again, and the chocolate waited quietly for a while.
Ding~
After a soft sound, the intact water glass and water reappeared, except for the shift in position, there was no difference from before.
The cat jumped back to the window sill, patted the water glass with its front paws, and moved its head to lick the water, but it didn't feel any difference from normal substances.
It's very interested in that, but now it has to get everything back to the way it was before Jenkins comes back.
The tail tapped the cup lightly, and it could no longer be disassembled into parts. Chocolate had to get under the bed again and find three clock hands in the small box Jenkins hid. This is the last remnant of that gift, even after a long time, the white aura is still dazzling.
Fiddled with these pointers to point to different positions with his paws, and called out softly again:
"Meow~"
In short, when Jenkins returned to his room again, the "chocolate curiously swallowed the small parts" that he had been worried about tonight did not happen. Everything was the same as before he left, but he didn't know why the shadowless lamp fell on the carpet .
After reading the book for a while, after washing in the bathroom, I turned off the light in the room, rubbed the cat curled up next to the pillow with my hand, got into the quilt and closed my eyes.
There is an endless sea of stars in front of you, and the protoss Rakul stands in the surging galaxy. As expected, the change of power obtained from the protoss will naturally arouse the idea of the astral world.
"Good evening."
Jenkins said hello.
"Good evening, New God."
Rakour immediately bowed back, she was looking for Jenkins for the day.
"I'm sorry, I once again dragged you into the astral world rudely. But a little earlier, I felt that the connection with you suddenly weakened, and then became normal again. Are you in trouble?"
"Oh I see."
As Jenkins said, he stretched out his right hand in a lifting motion, and the metal lamp with starlight appeared in his hand.
"Some things happened today, and the ability has changed."
Lacourt looked surprised:
"I never knew that the power given by the protoss can also produce changes. The balance of the starry sky is the most outstanding of all powers, and the power of our protoss comes from the oldest starry sky. What kind of power is it? Change such a stable force?"
With Jenkins' permission, she used some flickering light spots to check the essence of the miner's lamp, and Jenkins also revealed that this change was related to the monster.
Protoss must have discovered something, she frowned slightly and seemed a little hesitant, but finally said softly:
"Great New God, your essence determines that your incarnation in the material world cannot be the culprit that caused the end of the era, but you still have to be vigilant. The epic of time has shown the disaster that the world will face. In the last chapter, the topic is steam. I don’t know how you understand this human word, but at such a sensitive moment, please pay extra attention to things related to this.”
This is a rare occasion for her to take the initiative to share with Jenkins about the end of the era. It is also the first time Jenkins has heard that the Epic of Time has shown a dangerous future.
"Steam? No, no, there is still some difference between my ability and steam, although the shape of this lamp is indeed inseparable from the steam industry..."
He didn't continue talking, just thinking about the end of the era, a word popped out suddenly:
"Excuse me, do you know the beast of disaster?"
"certainly."
The female protoss nodded slightly: "You became a god in this era, and you have not yet transformed into the true form of a god, so you can't achieve true omniscience. At the end of each era, unique and catastrophic monsters or populations will appear. The appearance of this creature means that the end of the real era is less than a hundred years away."
"Like ouroboros?"
he asked.
"Yes, the ouroboros that devours the world, the nine-headed dragon that assimilates everything, the golden ants that devour the world tree, and the cloud whale that sucks up oceans and lakes are all part of the disaster. The disaster beasts of this era must be It is related to the steam industry, although it may not directly cause the destruction of the world, but please be careful"
Seeing what Jenkins wanted to ask, she shook her head slightly;
"Sorry, your current form is still unable to violate the rules of the world, and I can't tell you more in-depth content now. When you turn into a real god with no appearance, no form and no form, I will personally apologize."
A bleak smile appeared on that face that had never expressed any expression. With a light push from his transparent right hand, Jenkins fell back from the astral world again.
"I just want to ask [The Omniscient Mirror] again."
He complained silently in his heart.