Some obscure ancient texts are printed on white paper, and the original source of this information is very suspicious:
[… The only exception is the Paradise, where there is clear evidence that the space there is fundamentally different from the space in the material world. In other words, many subspaces that seal void evils and descendants of disasters are all intercepted from the material world, and the source of the paradoxical space is definitely not...]
This can be regarded as a positive confirmation of Jenkins' long-standing speculation that the Paradise is very likely to be separated from worlds like [Magma Hell] and [Sea of Eternal Calamity]. But Jenkins wasn't sure if this was a natural phenomenon, or a spatial shift actively driven by the Overminds.
There is very little information about the strange world, and there is absolutely no information about those different spaces. So far, except for the copy of the "Demon Document" a long time ago, Jenkins has never seen any information that explicitly mentions "Master" in any book, and there is no information describing those strange spaces outside the material world.
Another achievement is that he found a better use for the [Stone of Life]. His original plan was to find a suitable long sword and attach the Stone of Life directly to it. However, it is mentioned in "Strange Stones: Those Gifts of Nature" that if the stone of life is ritually processed before use, then when it is embedded in a weapon, it can add almost [weak solidification] and [ Sunlight Convergence] enchantment.
This is something that Alexia didn't even mention. Seeing the required ritual materials are very common, Jenkins applied directly in the church after leaving the library.
After getting the materials, I looked for the chocolate running around in the church. Since it didn't take care of its precious flowers by the nursery in the courtyard, it was most likely in the kitchen or library. In the kitchen is to know in advance what will be for dinner, in the library because it is warm and comfortable, and very quiet, suitable for cats to take a nap.
I didn't find the cat, but I did see three benefactors from [Church of Creation and Mechanics] in the corridor of the courtyard. Because of his guilty conscience, Jenkins subconsciously hid in the corner and did not come out. But I didn't want to peep at others, but I accidentally saw the arm of one of them, which was actually a mechanical arm made of gears, bearings and nuts.
"Are you scared?"
A sudden voice behind him startled Jenkins. Turning his head, it was Captain Bincy, whom he hadn't seen for a long time. He was wearing the standard black windbreaker when he went out, and he was holding a very long wooden stick in his hand.
"You did scare me."
"No no, I mean, did the heretics scare you? That arm."
In order to be polite and to prevent the three people from hearing, Captain Bincy's voice was very low.
"One thing, now that mechanical technology has been developed, can mechanical prosthetics be manufactured?"
Jenkins had only seen anything like it in the cultist who controlled C-08-2-2218 [The Stopped Clock].
"Of course it's not the mechanical technology of mortals. It's made by divine arts and spells. Of course, [Death and the Church of the End] also provides some biological support."
The middle-aged man looked a little emotional. Seeing that Jenkins was curious, he asked again:
"Do you know how many believers of the great [Skillful Craftsman], the one with the highest rate of body mechanization can reach?"
This question is quite interesting, Jenkins thought for a while, and conservatively guessed:
"Thirty percent?"
"No, that's the data from ten years ago. Now the highest conversion rate is 63%, and this is only the number disclosed by the heretics themselves."
Jenkins couldn't see his expression, but he could guess that there must be a look of disgust on his face.
"Yes, when I heard about this, I had exactly the same expression as yours."
Captain Bincy held the stick in another hand, and then heard Jenkins ask:
"Sixty-three percent... is this still human?"
"It's hard to define."
Captain Bincy shrugged his shoulders:
"Maybe many years later, there will be another type of [robot] among the alien species in the material world."
"Um?"
Jenkins didn't understand the logic of this statement.
"I mean, when such transformed people gradually increase, and develop their own history, culture, customs, and have a certain settlement, the world will recognize the birth of a new extraordinary population."
"Huh? Humans can also create new alien species?"
Jenkins was shocked, he had never thought about this question.
"No, no, no, the birth of populations has nothing to do with the way they appear, only the thickness of history and the degree of civilization. Whether it is natural evolution, co-occurrence with the world, or the creation of intelligent races, this does not affect new populations at all judgment."
"It's still like this?"
Jenkins suddenly felt the madness of the world, and suddenly heard the wind from above his head, and then the weight hit him directly on the shoulder. The young man scrambled to catch the chocolate that jumped off the roof, not realizing the dangers of doing so, and even finding it amusing.
"It's not without precedent."
Looking at his watch, it seemed that it was a bit late. Captain Bincy planned to bid farewell to Jenkins:
"Humans have created new populations before, but that was a long time ago... Hippogriffs, gem slimes, string puppets... These are all in the secret library, you can check it out, Dad may Know a little too."
After saying goodbye to Jenkins, he trotted to the back door of the temple. In the next few days, it seemed that Captain Bincy's team was on duty in the Evergreen Forest.
"Meow~"
Jenkins scrambled to appease the cat, who felt left out, but Chocolate was thinking about something deeper. The human just mentioned a species that it cares about a lot. Those interesting creatures are the most "powerful" things it has seen after awakening its wisdom.
"Meow~"
Thinking of the precious gems with unique flavors produced by gem slimes, the cat couldn't help but swallow.
"No, it's not time for dinner yet, you can't eat any more."
Jenkins misunderstood the meaning of the swallow, which drew Catpaw's revenge.
I wondered how the circus was handled all day, but I didn't see Miss Bevanna back until dinner time. Jenkins was a little worried, and he mentioned it when he was discussing the bloodline awakening potion with Mr. Smith.
"Don't worry, Bevanna attaches great importance to the information you provided, and she brought many people with her."
"That's good, how many people have you brought?"
"All the demigods of the Orthodox Church in Nolan City have gone."
"Oh... hmm?"