Last week, Jenkins and the cat made several trips to the suburban cemetery. He noticed during the journey that there was a large untended wood.
There may be some kind of fruit tree planted there, because the trees don't have any greenness because of the arrival of winter. Jenkins got out of the car with the cats around there, and walked deep into it for dozens of minutes, before stopping until he was sure no one could notice them.
The purpose of going out this time is to test the effect of the newly evolved ability [Essence of Life]. The appearance of this ability was extremely strange. At that time in the cemetery, Jenkins did not test it immediately because he was worried that the old gravekeeper would wake up at any time. Today I choose a time and a place specifically to figure out what happened to me.
[Contact Healing] and [Unknown Way Ahead] are Jenkins' original original abilities, and both of them have helped him a lot. He has always suspected that fate comes from the peculiarities of foreigners, while life comes from the bodies of aborigines. This idea has been confirmed many times later, because Jenkins' soul itself has a lot to do with fate. He even took the initiative to comprehend the power of fate, but he never showed any connection with life.
A long time ago, when he learned that there were elves in this world, he suspected whether the ancestors of the William family were elves. He conducted many investigations, but there was no result. But as he gradually became stronger, he also noticed the unusualness of this body. Not to mention that he had never been sick since he took on the identity of William, and even the original owner rarely had any illnesses in his memory. impression.
You know, in times like these, it's almost unimaginable. The extremely poor medical service system, coupled with the heavily polluted air, chronic diseases and sudden diseases are inevitable.
"So Robert and the others are hiding something from me?"
Jenkins was still mumbling as he pushed aside the branches. The cat on the shoulder was a little surprised. It thought Jenkins was really a fool.
The afternoon sun casts down from the sky, and the shadows of dead branches fall on the ground, forming colorful traces. The black boots collapsed on the mud of dead leaves that rotted and fermented under the snow layer after a winter, making the owner of the boots want to vomit.
In the middle of the orchard there is a small clearing, probably used by the owner of the grove to store wood in autumn. It was sunny there, and Jenkins stopped.
He bent down to pick up a dead branch stuck in the mud, swung it left and right twice like a sword in his hand, and then thrust it hard into the ground.
He backed away as he patted off the soil stained on his hands, and then watched the dead branch quickly come back to life. In three breaths, a small tree full of branches and leaves grew at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Under the setting sun in winter, the green sapling stands alone in the middle of the open space of the dead forest, which is really weird. It shivered against the cold wind. Although it was not suitable for growing in this season, its supernatural ability endowed it with stronger endurance.
Giving plants life is something Jenkins has been able to do before. But in the stage of [Healing Breath], the plants he can easily revive are limited to a bunch of flowers or a patch of grass. It is not impossible to grow a fruit tree like this, but it is more troublesome.
Jenkins and his cat looked at the few greens in winter, then he walked to the small tree and pressed his palm on it. Close your eyes and concentrate your feelings on the palm attached to the tree trunk. The rough texture of the tree trunk and the slightly cold touch are completely imprinted in your heart.
But this is not what Jenkins wanted. He put his consciousness deeper into the small tree in front of him, and gradually felt a warm air flowing through the trunk. It has no source, like a blood circulation, it flows through the trunk, branches and leaves, and even the roots buried deep in the soil, and gradually becomes stronger as it absorbs sunlight, nutrients, and water from the outside world.
Jenkins is now in a state of closing his eyes, but feels that the color of the airflow is green. He poured his spirit into it slowly and steadily, then opened his eyes, raised his head together with his cat and watched the little tree grow taller, very small flowers bloomed on the top of the twig, and then the little green The fruit also appeared there, and gradually became fuller. After listening to the pocket watch counting 156 seconds, the fruit became bigger and bigger, and fell from the branch with the winter evening wind, and was caught by the man under the tree [Note].
The heavy green apple was held in Jenkins' hands, with a chuckle on his face. This is the ability of the source of life that is stronger than the breath of healing. For plants, it is the accelerated flowering and fruiting, and for animals, it is the slow regeneration of limbs.
Although there is no longer a treatment label in the ability name, Jenkins now has a stronger healing ability. He smiled happily, broke the apple in half, and gave half to himself and the other to chocolate.
Although it was ripened by ability and not nurtured by nature, this apple is still very delicious. Jenkins thought that when he was old, he might be able to take chocolates to the countryside to buy an orchard for retirement, and the old cat would be very happy at that time.
"Chocolate, you must live until I grow old."
While feeding the cat with an apple, he instructed softly. The cat rolled Jenkins' eyes suspiciously, not understanding what he was talking about.
Cats have lived for a long time, but they have never heard that gods will also age. From the first time Jenkins absorbed divinity, unless he deliberately changed his image, he would always be what he is now.
Thinking of this, Chocolate felt a little happy. Because those mortal women are old, but Cat and Mr. Writer are eternal.
Jenkins also noticed the cat's joy, which was evident in its face. After meeting Hathaway in a dream a week ago, the cat has been unhappy on its own, and Jenkins has wondered for a long time what happened to it.
Suddenly thinking of that graceful night and that graceful woman a week ago, he would naturally also recall what happened in the dream. Jenkins still didn't understand what the woman was thinking, what she wanted to do, and how to deal with the relationship with the third person, but this didn't prevent him from blushing immediately.
Swallowing, Jenkins didn't want his good memories to interfere with his current actions.
"Speaking of which, I should give Hathaway a present when we meet next time... I don't know if she prefers gems or diamonds. I heard that young girls nowadays also like gold and silver bracelets..."
PS: Apple trees can self-pollinate. I know it takes time and other conditions, but since it’s a novel, don’t take it seriously. This is Jenkins' ability, which promotes the evolution of creatures themselves, and is an idealistic supernatural power.