Dominate the Treacherous Realm

"okay then."

　　 He feels that what he is saying now is not too surprising, after all, the more surprising is still to come.

"In the old age, the gods came to the material world more troublesome than it is now. Although the greats are omnipotent, they have to take into account the influence of their powerful forces on the material world. In those days, the church inherited a special way. To attract the gods is to train the benefactors of the body of the saint from an early age, and let them learn three specific chain abilities. These three chains will occupy all the abilities of level 0 to 8. Only in this way can they Make the gods lead to our world in the way of saints."

　　 Observed the expressions of everyone present, Miss Miller was thinking normally, Miss Stuart only had to write the word "shocked" on her face, and Julia squinted at Jenkins.

　　 Seeing that Jenkins also noticed her, he quickly looked away.

"For reasons no one knows, all the three interlocking abilities have been lost, and my friend only mentioned the names of two of them. But there is a saying that if someone can master these three in our time , Can directly let the gods descend into the world without any preparation."

　　 "This...I think, don't talk about things about those great ones."

　　 Miss Stuart whispered, she seemed to be frightened. Unlike the "freaks" of unbelievers like Miss Miller, the inhabitants of this world generally maintain a great awe of the gods.

　　 "It's okay. We didn't comment on the greats, we just talked about some history."

　　 He spoke softly and touched the chocolate's head. The latter glanced at him suspiciously, and went on to play the orb again.

　　 "Can the truth of these things be certain?"

　　 Miss Miller asked.

　　 "To be sure, I think at least 80% of it is true."

"Then these things are really interesting. The change of the epoch has also had an impact on the gods... No, it should be the world is changing, and the power of the gods will not be hurt by time. Maybe our world is also growing. Therefore, the era has changed and the vicissitudes of life can withstand the greater power of the greats in this era..."

　　 Jenkins didn't expect this. All he cared about was the relationship between Hathaway and the chain ability. There is a faint understanding in the heart, and the treacherous realm is a fragment of space, so where does it break in the space?

　　Ms. Stuart didn't dare to participate in the conversation between the two of them. She lowered her head and pretended to be looking at the food on her plate, guessing in her heart what the origins of these two friends were.

　　 When she met the two, she had already started investigating the origins of the two. Among them, the identity of Miss Miller, as she said-an amateur detective, is no problem.

　　 But she is definitely wrong to call herself a level 2 gifter. During the conversation with Miss Miller, she can clearly feel that this person is very knowledgeable in the field of occultism. If it weren't for her past, Dolores Stuart even wanted to ask her to be her teacher.

Chapter 449 Chapter 443 Luen's Fraud

　　Ms. Stuart listened to her friends easily talking about the greats, while continuing to judge the two in her heart.

　　 In her opinion, Mr. Luo is even more mysterious. If there is no past, it can't be found, and it's impossible to predict the future. He himself is like a huge mystery, and even the servants placed in this mansion cannot know how he came here every time.

　　 Although this strange man claims to be 21 years old, he looks very young. He is also very conversant, a person as smart and astute as Miss Miller. There is also a strange temperament in this person, which seems to belong to this, and it seems to be incompatible with everything...

　　 Chocolate glanced at the Royal Highness, but soon lost interest.

　　 "But Mr. Poirot seems to know a little bit about everything. The last time he taught him etiquette, his insights on the currency system were even more profound than his father's advisers."

　　 Thinking of this, she secretly glanced at "Mr. Polo" who was still talking about esoteric occult knowledge with Miss Miller.

"It's a friend of Mr. William. If possible, I think Mr. William will become the best minister of finance in the kingdom. His mathematics... Oh, I heard that Mr. William also won The Ritter Award of the Kingdom of Dikter, I will soon see him in the newspaper. As long as he is half as handsome as Mr. Poirot, this is an almost perfect gentleman."

　　 Thinking of this, my cheeks felt a little hot, so I quickly picked up the spoon and took a careful sip.

　　 She knew very well that Miss Miller and Mr. Poirot must be much higher than her. They are rich in knowledge, outstanding in ability, and outstanding in appearance. They are the most standard "mysterious gifter" image in Miss Stuart's mind.

　　 At Julia’s reminder, although they would occasionally think about it, they are deliberately approaching themselves. But Dolores believes in her instinct to make friends, she can always inadvertently feel the heart of others, which can be regarded as the inheritance of the eternal noble Stuart bloodline.

Miss Miller's mind is like dense numbers, seemingly complex, but quite pure; Mr. Polo's mind is a calm lake, the surface of the lake is the purest color, which means that this is also quite simple and pursued. people.

　　 "Maybe I should confess my identity first."

　　 She thought silently, raised her head again, and found the cute cat raised by Mr. Poirot, her eyes were slightly deep.

　　 After lunch, the four went out of the city together, and then walked back to the city from another direction. Miss Stuart provided everyone with a mask to hide their identity.

　　 The illegal auction site was located in a large factory on the west side of Ruen City. This factory is one of the steam factories responsible for heating the city. The area of ​​the factory is very large, so it gives the illegal people the opportunity to invade.

　　 The four people cautiously stepped in from the railing according to the information. When they entered the selected factory building, dozens of people had already come scattered.

　　 This workshop is used as a warehouse, and it is piled up with spare parts for repairing the steam furnace. One of the men in a black cloak was wearing boots, standing on an abandoned steam stove in the corner with a small suitcase in his hand.

　　He is today's auctioneer, and the auction item in the box.

　　 The four people entered one by one, and the stations were scattered. Because of wearing a heavy coat, chocolate is also convenient to hide in my arms. After Jenkins chose a position for him to stand, he quietly observed everyone present, and finally found unexpectedly that most of the people present were ordinary people, and there was no inspiration in the suitcase containing the auction item.

　　 "My eyes are broken? That suitcase can actually shield my eyes?"

　　 he thought in surprise.

　　 But things were more outrageous than he thought. When the auction officially started and the copper ring in the suitcase was taken out and displayed, Jenkins still did not see the aura.

　　 A second after he suspected that his eyes had a problem, he realized that this was not a special item at all.

　　According to the self-proclaimed Mr. Oswick, the copper ring he holds is a special metal with elasticity. When the gifter is injected into the spirit, he can freely control the size of the copper ring.

　　 In front of everyone, he put the copper ring on the handle on the side of the steam stove. As the copper ring continued to shrink, the iron hearth handle was pinched off by the whole in the sour sound.

　　 Mr. Oswick also "randomly" selected several gifters who participated in the auction to conduct experiments, and all of them achieved the expected results.

　　 During the whole process, Jenkins only saw Oswick's ability light spot shining brightly.

　　 "One liar, three trusts, all other than ordinary people..."

　　 This is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing, and the current situation is that, except for the three people who followed Miss Stuart, the rest of the participants are all liars.

　　 This is really a very innovative way of scams. Oswiki should have spent a lot of thought in order to get Miss Stuart into the set.

　　 Thinking of this, he looked at Miss Miller who was standing on the steel not far away. She nodded slightly at Jenkins, and realized what was wrong.

　　 "Sorry, I have some questions!"

　　 Jenkins suddenly shouted loudly.

"Please speak!"

　　Oswiki carefully retracted the copper ring into the suitcase, which allowed Jenkins to ask questions.

　　 "Excuse me, is the origin of this thing innocent? None of us want to get into trouble for ourselves, I hope this is not a stolen item."

"Don't worry, sir, this is what my friend got during an expedition in the treacherous world in the spring. He recently wanted to move to live in the warmer Kingdom of Fedictri, so he entrusted me to help auction and prepare for the relocation. funds."

　　 "So, the church hasn't recorded this item?"

　　 He continued to ask questions.

　　 "Yes sir, there is no doubt about that."

　　 Jenkins nodded, and saw that Miss Miller was already casting a spell, and he still needed some time to delay.

"Please forgive my curiosity just now, but this is a big business after all. Mr. Oswicky, in what form do you want to trade this item, barter or directly exchange for cash? Can it be foreign currency? , I only came to the local area from the Kingdom of Fidiktelli in the second half of the year, so I still have some gold pounds in my hand. If your friend wants to live there, I think he must need these."

　　 "Of course, I accept the currencies circulating in the three kingdoms."

　　 There was a smile on his face, thinking that the business was about to succeed. And Miss Stuart is very puzzled now, she does not understand why Mr. Polo would ask such a question, because they had already discussed the transaction process on their way here.

Chapter 450 Chapter 444 Suddenly Stopped Train

　　 "But there is a big problem right now!"

Jenkins continued, it was cold in the warehouse of the factory, and he desperately wanted to solve the problem here and return to the warm room: "I think you also know that after winter, the exchange rate between the golden pound and the crown is constantly fluctuating. We If you are trading, which currency’s purchasing power level should you refer to? I don’t think everyone wants to suffer, and I don’t want to hurt your interests."

　　 "If you really want to buy, you can decide."

　　 "This is great, thank you for your generosity. I think we can..."

　　 He didn't have to go on, the invisible fluctuations erupted from the tip of Miss Miller's right index finger. The ordinary people who belonged to the liar group and the lower-level gifter collapsed to the ground one by one. Jenkins slammed on the other gifter, knocked him out with a punch, and the man fell to the ground. At the time, the shoulders and the left half of the body were covered with frost.

"what do you mean!"

　　 Mr. Oswick exclaimed, instead of fighting back, he wanted to retreat. His level is exactly the same as Jenkins, but only has five abilities.

　　 Julia has understood, she took Miss Stuart's hand and walked away. Miss Miller raised her right hand like a pistol and shook it slightly, leaving only five people standing.

　　 A stern cold wind blew from the door of the warehouse, and Oswicki leaned his back against the wall, like a helpless old dog. This person is definitely not a gifter who has grown up normally, otherwise he must have begun to fight back now.

　　 "Very creative scam, I think you are sure that my friend Miss Kingsley can't find it all."

　　 From his side, seeing the maidservant Wang also approached, he motioned to Miss Miller to continue:

　　 "It's very interesting. You are very confident that the four of us can't see through the scam. I think if it wasn't for you to lose heart, then someone must have revealed all the information of Miss Kingsley to you."

　　Miss Stuart also understood everything. From her face, it could be seen that she had even guessed the possible murderer behind the scenes.

　　 Jenkins and Miss Miller don’t have to deal with the rest, and those crooks with unique ideas will get their due punishment. After this incident, Jenkins believed that the Three Queens would cherish the friendship with Miss Miller even more. After all, Miss Miller is trustworthy.

　　 "This incident will not be part of Miss Miller's plan, right?"

　　 He suddenly thought of this, looking at the figure of the short lady walking in front, and feeling that she would not be such a person.

　　 opened his eyes from the box of the train, and the carriage could only see some afterglow of the setting sun. If he didn't eat for one day, he would surely arouse the suspicion of the passengers in the same carriage, so he had to abandon Miss Miller's rich dinner and return to the shabby train.

　　 Since the underground expedition that day, the spirit of chocolate has been very good. According to Jenkins's observations, its sleep time has been shortened by 32 minutes and 27 seconds per day, which has never happened since the cat was adopted.

　　 "Is the chocolate in estrus? But, it's winter now..."

　　 The cat showed dangerous eyes and grinds his front paws on Jenkins' pillow.

　　 During dinner, Jenkins discussed the recent weather with the passengers in the car, and at this time, light snow began to fall in the sky. But when the dinner is over, the snow is getting bigger and bigger.

　　Although Chocolate has always had a dislike for snow, but under Jenkins's force, he stood at the window with him and watched the snow scene for a while. At this time, there is still a very long distance from Nolan City, and I don't know if there is snow in Nolan.

　　 He grabbed the window frame with his right hand, and reached out the window with his left hand and pointed his palm upwards. But there will be no snowflakes falling on the palms at all, because the speed of the car is too fast...

　　 plans to finish the reading task assigned by the father in the car tomorrow, and he has the last 37 pages left. Towards this incident, Jenkins soon fell asleep. But it seemed that just after closing his eyes, the train stopped suddenly.

　　 The huge inertia made the suitcase leaning on one side of the box hit the opposite desk with a bang. The lady in the same box also screamed, and the sound looked a little dull through the wooden board between the boxes. Chocolate used his paws to grab Jenkins's quilt to prevent it from being thrown out, and it also made a dissatisfaction meow.

　　 Its eyes were particularly bright in the dark, and seeing that Jenkins was also awake, he lay down on the pillow again.

　　 "Damn it, what's the matter?"

　　 He picked up the pocket watch next to the pillow and opened the cover. The dim moonlight from the window indicated that it was eleven o'clock at midnight.

He didn't leave his box immediately, but cautiously opened the real eye and looked around. After no abnormality was found, he got up from the bed, lit the kerosene lamp behind the door with a match, flicked his wrist, and then wore the pajamas belt. The cat opened the door.

　　 The kerosene lamps in the corridor of the carriage were all lit, and the brass-colored lamp body and the slightly bright and soft light gave people a sense of peace of mind.

　　 But the passengers in the VIP box are very grumpy now, the corridors are noisy, and everyone is complaining loudly. Standing at the forefront was the old gentleman in pajamas and the middle-aged man who was wearing the sweater upside down. The two surrounded the conductor from left to right, while the young man in uniform covered his forehead and loudly comforted the crowd. .

　　 He almost fell asleep in the chair just now, and the sudden stop of the train made his head knock on the hard back of the chair. In the competition for hardness, both the back of the chair and the head paid a price.

"What's going on here?"

　　 He whispered to the middle-aged gentleman who walked out of the box on the side. His name was Adams Nellie and his destination was Nolan City. It is a coincidence that this gentleman is the actual owner of the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe. Due to the accidental death of the previous leader, he needs to deal with some things in person.

　　Mr. Nellie also recognized Jenkins. The two had a lively conversation for a while after dinner. Jenkins thought that although he knew nothing about opera, he was indeed an excellent businessman.

　　 "I don't know, the traveler is here, I just fell asleep. I have had too much trouble recently, and the doctor even thought I was suffering from neurasthenia, and staying up so late is a murder to me!"

　　The spirit of the middle-aged man is indeed very bad, and the servant who follows him also looks worried. He himself is not a top-notch businessman like Mr. Suarez Rodríguez. Most of his assets are in the troupe. Once the Silver Molly Opera Troupe has problems due to the death of the director, then this gentleman will definitely go bankrupt.

　　PS: mutual push: "Eternal Redemption of Tomorrow in the East", author: Jie Dao·Avelix.

　　 Quite interesting Che Wantongren, with a serious style of writing, a clear stream of dirty people, now has 1.8 million words. The author is an old author from the starting point of the doujin era, and he is quite competent.

　　 Introduction:

　　 There is nothing...

　　 but still can’t get rid of...

　　 All that is left is full of hatred and anger...

　　 Then... let me embrace the spiral of contradiction until it is destroyed...

　　——Neo Avilux (Oriental Gensokyo works)

Chapter 451 Chapter 445 Detective Novels

　　 It is certainly not ordinary people who have the money to buy tickets for VIP carriages. The dissatisfaction of passengers has gradually reached its peak over time. The captain finally arrived here before further riots broke out. He brought a very bad news to the passengers:

　　 "Gentlemen and ladies, please be quiet."

　　 He had to use his throat to suppress everyone's voices.

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, but we may have to stay here for one night before we can continue our journey. Yes, there was an avalanche in the small valley ahead, and we had to stop urgently. I assure you that by 8 o'clock tomorrow morning, we must These troubles can be dealt with."